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Pitch Perfect 2: Reversal of Fortunes
« on: January 05, 2020, 09:28:47 AM »
Title: Reversal of Fortunes Part 1
Show: Pitch Perfect 2
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Beca Mitchell/Kommissar
Codes: FF, Oral
Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect or Pitch Perfect 2, nor any of its characters, especially Beca, Kommissar and Pieter. I make no money from this act of fiction.

Summary: Beca and the Barden Bellas meet Kommissar and the rest of Das Sound Machine at the car show. The attraction is strong and Beca finds herself returning to the other woman's hotel room


To say things hadn't been going the Barden Bellas way of late would be an understatement. The group had experienced its fair share of up and downs, from the dominance of the 80s and 90s to their slide into second place at their own school during the late 2000's all the way to 2009.

Their fortunes started to turn with the arrival of freshman Beca Mitchell, an aspiring music producer who fancied herself more DJ than singer. However, due to clever recruitment by the Bellas co-leader Chloe, Beca was brought into the singing group. By the end of her freshman year she was responsible for their singing arrangements and was by far the face - and voice - of the revamped group.

Their dominance continued for the next two years, with Beca and Barden Bellas owning the United States acapella scene. They won every title there was to win domestically, but that all changed dramatically during the group's senior year. Asked to perform at the historical Lincoln Center for none other than the President of the United States birthday, the group suffer a controversy that there was no recovery from.

Fat Amy, the most charismatic member of the singing team, tore her spandex in the middle of the performance while suspended above the stage. It could have only been a laughing matter if it ended there, but the Aussie decided to skip wearing panties that day. Thus she showed the President and his family her vagina, in an incident that was forever dubbed 'Muffgate'.

"They are totally trying to kill the Bellas," Chloe fumed.

The Bellas had gathered in the quad fresh from receiving their punishment from both Barden University and International Championship of Collegiate A Cappella, or ICCA for short. Barden prevented them from recruiting new members, however the worst was still to come. The ICCA issued punishment of removing them from their national tour, as well as competing in any United States-based competitions.

"It's not over Chloe," Fat Amy cut in. "We win Worlds and we're back."

The chubby Aussie was referring to Beca's input at the meeting. During doling out their consequences for the flashing at the Lincoln Center, the ICCA mentioned the World Championship of A Capella. Beca got both the committee and Barden University to agree to reinstate the Bellas if they win, which was laughed at. The ICCA revealed that no American group had ever won because 'the whole hates us'.

"That's right, we will just need 100% focus from here on out," Chloe said, channeling her frustration into action.

The first step in their bid to being reinstated was, well, registering for the competition. While Chloe took part in that, Beca attention was divided between her crazy workload with the Bellas and working as an intern at a producing studio, her dream job. She kept that a secret from all but her boyfriend, with the guilt threatening to eat her alive, but still she didn't want to burden Chloe or the group with that fact when they were so focused on their goal.

"Okay so our tour of America, the one the university stripped us of, is coming through town tomorrow," Chloe told the group as they hung out at their shared house on campus.

"Perfect, thanks for the reminder," Fat Amy sarcastically replied.

"No, not like that. I say we go scout them out. See who we will be up against at the Worlds," the red-haired leader added.

"I'm in," Beca chirped in, feeling like she owed the Bellas this small concession.

"Okay let's do it," Fat Amy consented, followed by the rest of the group.

The next morning came about too quickly for Beca. She had spent half the night awake working on the mash-up for the next competition, while also thinking of a problem that was occurring at work. It resulted in little sleep for the short girl, but that was something that was becoming a common occurrence of late.

* * *

"Beca, Fat Amy! Hurry up," Chloe's mothering voice screamed.

"Nugghh," Beca moaned, still in bed.

"She'll only get louder and more annoying," Fat Amy told her roommate from the bathroom.

Beca rolled out of bed and say the large blonde girl brushing her teeth, already fully dressed and more or less ready to go. Beca groaned again then stretched her arms above her head to give her slender body a wake up call.

"Okay, we're up," Beca shouted down.

"I'll go make us a smoothie. Hurry up though, you know what Chloe's like lately," Fat Amy told her.

"I will. Tell her I'll be a few few," Beca responded as she started moving about.

Beca did indeed move quickly, accomplishing a great deal in only a short amount of time. In five minute, the slender girl had given her long hair a quick brush, opting to wearing it draped down over her shoulders. She already knew what she was going to wear, so she threw on one of her countless pair of super skinny jeans, a grey shirt that showed off her impressive cleavage in a subtle way, and a pair of ankle-high boots with a bit of a heel.

Of course she was the last in the super large cargo van the group had purchased years ago during all the touring they were use to doing. The front seat was taken already, but one of the bench seats at the front of the van was available, so she climbed in and didn't even have her seat belt on before Fat Amy hauled ass out of the driveway.

"Okay ladies, so Das Sound Machine, the German champions are performing in thirty minutes," Chloe informed from the front seat.

"Great, we'll get there right on time," Fat Amy replied.

They found a place to park at the mall and headed up to the second floor to the massive showroom that the European Car Show was being held in. The 12 ladies comprising the Barden Bellas gathered around a high table and just got situated when the cars on stage parted. There were murmurs around the crowd, including some from the Bellas.

"Big deal, the cars moved by themselves," Chloe scoffed.

All the chattering stopped in the large showroom when the lights dimmed. Seconds later the music started up and the Bellas got their first look at their main competition at the World Championship. They were a massive group in terms of numbers, having double the amount of members as the Barden team.

They were also very talented and excellent performers. The beats they could make only with their mouths was astonishing, but so to was their choreography, pulling off several large and complex arrangements. And then there was their song collection, choosing a power ballad that got the crowd energized.

Das Sound Machine performed for several minutes, ending to rapturous applause from the packed room. The Bellas didn't know whether to join in or stay stoich, ultimately deciding to lightly clap as to not be rude.

The Barden group were going to leave but lingered for awhile talking amongst themselves, more in shock of the crazy good performance then from anything anything else. Das Sound Machine had spotted the group of all collegiate women from the stage after their set wrapped up, so the German group had enough time to approach them.

"Barden Bellas, you came here to see us," the blonde leader of the group commented while dabbing her skin with a towel. "Is it because you are jealous of us?"

"We are so not jealous," Chloe fired back.

Whether it was through design or not, the Barden group found themselves with Chloe, Beca and Fat Amy at the front with the other 7 members filling out behind them. Likewise, Kommissar and the tall brown haired man were at the front for the German group.

"Well I suppose we should thank you for making this amazing tour a reality...you know, due to your bumbling ineptitude," Kommissar insulted.

"More like stole our tour," the feisty redhead fired back at the stunning woman.

"Stole your tour? It's not our fault that Flab Abbie showed her baby chute to the whole world," the tall man named Pieter replied.

"That's not my name," Fat Amy said, getting into his face.

"I don't care what your name is. It could literally be anything," he retorted.

"Okay listen, we didn't come here to start anything," Beca interjected. "We just wanted to come check you before the Worlds...where we are going to kick your ass!"

Though Beca meant to try to be a pacifist in this situation, her old habit of causing trouble reared it's head. Instead of calming the confrontation like she intended, her announcement only threatened to escalate the matter further, much to the support of her teammates.

"You? You are the kicker of ass? Hmm...will you be doing this ass kicking," the blonde leader asked, squaring right up to the much shorter woman.

"Well...yeah," Beca more so whispered then spoke.

"But you are so tiny. Like a troll, but no, you are much too pretty to be a troll so I will grant you the title of fairy."

Beca searched and searched within her clever mind for a retort. She wanted to blame the fact that she was running off very little sleep currently, but other factors were at play. She had a ton on her mind between work and the Bellas, and that meant her relationship with Jesse was being sacrificed as well. They still got on well, but they hadn't had sex in weeks.

That fact wouldn't have been important if it wasn't for the fact that Beca found herself drawn towards the tall German woman. She was extremely gorgeous and everything Beca wasn't, namely tall and physically imposing. However they shared many similarities including both being beautiful and able to get any man they ever wanted. And then there was the comment of this pretty woman finding her pretty.

"Yeah well, you are physically flawless," Beca shot back with.

"Thank you," Kommissar replied without skipping a beat.

Beca cringed at her own comment, not knowing why after waiting seconds to reply she went with a compliment, and a really endearing one at that. However, it was how she felt so it was what she defaulted to, much to confused looks from the rest of the Bellas. Thinking quickly to try and save some face, she adopted a harder grimace and spoke again.

"But that doesn't mean I like you," she added.

"We are not scared about the World's," Chloe jumped in, trying to save her teammate from further embarrassment. "Because when we take the stage we are going to blow minds."

"Your team is like a heated mess," Pieter told the group. "Something what was once messy, but now that it is hot, it is very messy."

"Darlings, please take my advice. Do not try to beat us," Kommissar finished, staring straight at Beca as she spoke. "You can't. We're the best. Now I must really go rest my neck...it is sore from looking down at you."

Thinking of a better retort then earlier, Beca shouted as they started to walk away. "Well Okay, just because you make me very sexually confused doesn't mean you are intimidated. We have nothing to lose...literally nothing."

"Okay ladies, let's go back home," Chloe announced.

"Actually I'm gonna hit the mall," one of the other members chimed in, met with agreeance by half the girls.

"Yeah and I think I'm gonna hit the record store, see if anything inspires me," Beca added.

"Okay ladies. Meet you all back at the house later," the red-haired leader said.

Beca watched as her teammates broke into two factions and went their separate ways. She waited for a few moments before heading over to the directory of the mall and searching for the record store. It had been awhile since she'd visited this place so her memory needed refreshing.

"You, little competitor," an accented voice called out to Beca.

Beca had been so wrapped up in her search that she didn't hear the German woman approaching her from behind. Turning to face her, the auburn-haired beauty looked straight at the girl's impressive cleavage before her eyes traveled up to stare at her flawless face.

"Das Sound Machine," Beca returned the greeting.

"Kommissar would be more appropriate," the confident blonde replied.

"I'm Beca," she told her, any ice in her voice evaporating.

"Beca, I would like to invite you back to my hotel," Kommissar said in her flat, even tone.

"What? Why," the much smaller woman asked in shock.

"Come with me to find out," the blonde answered. "And let's be honest with ourselves, you really do want to come home with me."

Beca's mind was swimming in possibilities. The German singer was clearly beautiful and Beca did find herself sexually attracted to her, but she wasn't gay nor had she even thought of fooling around with another woman. But everyone always said a lesbian tryst was commonplace, practically expected in college so how could everyone be wrong.

The auburn-haired singer's concentration was briefly broken seeing Kommissar extend her arm out towards her. Beca had to think quickly now. Would it be cheating on Jesse? She loved him and didn't want to ruin a good thing. But he had expressed to her early in their relationship that if she ever wanted to hook up with another girl he would be very supportive.

"Ok," Beca said, reaching out to take the other girl's hand.

The walk to the entrance of the mall, as well as the taxi ride to Das Sound Machine's hotel was a blur. The shell shocked girl barely remembered her walk through the hotel lobby, though the look that the guy at the main desk gave the two of them registered. It was almost like he read their thoughts and knew what they were there for.

"You are very pretty little one, you know this correct," Kommissar told her when the elevator door closed.

"Oh...well..."

"How adorable. I make you flustered," the blonde added. "I make you nervous?"

Beca couldn't help but notice the German woman round on her. It was like a predator stalking it's prey, and not only was Beca the prey but she was willing to be devoured. She found herself pressing her back further into the wall and licking her lips as she forced herself to make eye contact with the blonde woman her own age.

"Yes," she breathed.

Kommissar smiled widely, making her look even more beautiful. Though she seemed much bigger then Beca, she was only 5'7 with an athletic build, but that did tower over Beca's 5'1 slender frame. However when she bent down and gently pressed her lips against the American's she felt the auburn-haired girl's apprehensions start to melt away.

"No need to be...we are here," the blonde stated.

Again, Beca's mind was left spinning from the kiss so she had to be led from the elevator onto the 6th floor. Her room wasn't too far down the corridor, stopping at the seventh or eighth. Kommissar pulled out her card key and swung the door open, stepping inside and holding it for Beca. The aspiring music producer hovered on the threshold before exhaling and following the blonde inside.

Beca found herself gently yet firmly pushed against the wall immediately on the inside of the room, not even able to take in the setting. Kommissar pressed her plump lips back against the smaller girl, kissing her deeper this time but not too forcefully. She didn't want to push the girl away with anything deemed to unsettling, so it took her a minute of regular kissing before thrusting her tongue into her mouth.

The Barden Bella felt her lips part for Kommissar's tongue and aided it by opening her mouth further. The girls twisted their heads to the side to better accept their tongue wrestling, with Beca starting to show signs of being an active participant in their lesbian encounter.

"You are a good kisser, fairy," Kommissar told her.

"Thank you," Beca replied between kisses.

The blonde continued to kiss her, becoming more pleased by the second with the fact that Beca was kissing her back more and more. No longer was the German the only one pushing her tongue forward, as now the Bella was returning the affection. Not simply having the taller woman invading her mouth, Beca was pushing her wet muscle forward now as well.

As Beca wrestled her tongue with Kommissar's, her mind raced due to the sudden realization she was kissing another girl, one that she had just met and was her main competition. However, it felt so right, pleasing her on a carnal level that was hard to describe. She didn't know why she had gone with the German to her hotel room, but now that she was here and in the moment, Beca stopped thinking and only acted.

Rather than process all the ramification of what making out with the leader of the singing group that stole their national tour could cause, the Barden Bella gave in to her sexual desires and kissed Kommissar back with all the passion she had within her tiny body. As the girls made out, Beca's worries seemed to dissolve and be replaced with being present in the current moment of lust.

As Kommissar moved her lips down to the nape of the much smaller girl's neck, it felt really good for the American singer. Beca should use her brain now and tell the aggressive and sexy woman to stop, that this is wrong on so many levels and that they should just forget about this. Instead, her body was urging her to shut the fuck up and go with it, the proof of that being the fact her twat was a gushing mess currently.

The beautiful German continued to kiss and breathe her hot breath on her crush's neck when she could feel the girl start to stir. She could tell Beca was going to say something, she could only hope she's done enough to seduce the straight girl.

"Mhmm...oh...yes," she moaned.

"Wonderbar," Kommissar said with a knowing grin.

"Keep going," Beca begged.

There was no need for the tall blonde to respond verbally, rather she did so physically. She continued to kiss her sensitive skin while her hands now became busy. Reaching down, her fingers clothed around the bottom hem of Beca's grey long sleeve shirt. Lifting it up, she was sad to break the kiss, but pleased when the American raised her arms above her bed to help with the disrobing.

Beca was also unpleased when the blonde's lips stopped being pressed against her neck, but it was for the greater good. As her arms lifted up, the shirt followed and was pulled over her head causing her shiny hair to cascade back down to her shoulders. The bare skin of her back could feel the sleek wallpaper of the wall behind her, but not for long.

Kommisser's hands dropped low again, first touching the skin over Beca's rounded hips before wrapping them around to the small of her back. She followed the sexy curve of the her low back up until her hands closed around her bra strap. Making quick work of that, the tall blonde clutched both ends of the undone strap and use it to pull it away from Beca, leaving the Bella topless.

"My God, little American. For such a little person you have wonderful tits," Kommissar gasped.

Her surprise was justified, after all the 22 year-old college senior had a very petite build but was still able to possess an absolutely amazing rack. For such a small woman, Beca's boobs were impossibly large, making her look like a boy's wet dream from a comic book. They were perfect globes that hung perfectly in front of her chest, bouncing every time she took a deep breath.

"Thank you," the shorter girl breathed.

DSM's leader wanted to squeeze her sagless, large tits hard to portray her searing passion she had for the smaller girl, but she knew she had to temper that. Doing so, Kommissar gently caressed the other girl's perky breasts and was greeted instantly by Beca's little but rock hard nipples, clearly she was aroused.

"God your tits are sexy," she said in her thick German accent.

In a move she had perfected due in large part to doing it to and having it done on her by other women, Kommissar moved south. Not just her mouth, which went from being buried in Beca's neck to now going between her plump C-cup sized tits, but also her hand. Free from kneading the soft flesh of her chest, the talented singer dragged it down the Beca's stomach to the top of her dark jeans. The button and zipper were down in seconds, followed by a little yet strong hand slipping under her waistband of both the jeans and panties.

"Are you sure this is okay," Beca questioned quietly, kicking herself at the comment.

"100%," was all the blonde replied.

Beca's resistance seemed to be quieted enough with her resounding answer to the question so the German took her chance. Using the pads of her fingers, the blonde lightly traced her way down her competitor's pubic region. She was pleased to find that the small American took care of herself in this regard as she had a nearly bare slit except for a thin quarter-inch strip of trimmed hair.

The bisexual blonde nudged her arm further down and extended fingers. The result was her digits swiping slowly through the very wet, very warm folds of Beca's lips. Kommissar kept the smaller girl unbalanced and unable to think on the fact that a woman was about to enter her so she grabbed the back of Beca's head with her free hand and brought it to her's, their lips meeting once again in a passionate embrace.

Beca returned the kiss but needed a break, instead leaning her head downward into Kommissar's pushed up tits, as she was still fully clothed in her DSM costume which did wonders to make her healthy sized boobs look much bigger. The topless girl bit her lip as she felt her enemy rummage through her slit, thus far avoiding both her clit and hole. That was until the German wanted them touched, which was now as she flattened her hand so her heel rubbed her sensitive nub while her middle finger dipped simultaneously into her dripping pussy.

"Oh sweet baby Jesus," the awkward girl swore loudly.

Kommissar couldn't help but to smirk at her use of language but stayed focused on the task at hand. Based on how unbelievably snug her pussy was gripping her one finger, she was guessing that Beca hadn't hooked up with man or woman lately so it wouldn't take her long to cum, but the DSM singer didn't want that to happen too quickly.

Beca's moaning was getting louder and more numerous with each thrust Kommissar made into her drenched cunt. The blonde was pleased that she was able to play the little American exactly like she wanted, but she didn't want her to cum too quickly. Deciding to change up her game plan ever so slightly, she stopped finger banging the pretty American and went back to merely rubbing her less sensitive areas of her pussy, namely the outer lips. She could hear Beca's pangs of displeasure, and had to hold back a grin as the smaller girl tried kissing her with more force in an attempt to get her fingers to return to her mound.

Kommissar suddenly stopped touching the other girl altogether and pulled her hand from the tight jeans. Her finger and palm glistened with juices in the dim lighting of the hotel room, holding it up in front of both their faces. Holding Beca's eye contact, the German watched Beca watching her as she opened her mouth and placed the wet finger in her mouth, sucking off all of the American's juices with delight.

"Yum...I wonder if all American college girls taste as delicious as you," the blonde commented.

"I...I don't know," the awkward girl answered.

"Come."

Beca was uncertain which context of the word the taller German meant with that word, but it became clear when Kommissar grabbed her hand. The bed wasn't too far away, but in the short amount of time Beca felt butterflies occupy her stomach once more.

Kommissar dragged her back to the bed in the middle of the room. Laying her down on her back, the taller woman found the partially undone pants and pulled them down Beca's slim legs with considerable effort. The little white thong looked adorable on the otherwise naked coed and Kommissar did enjoy seeing the large damp patch beneath her pussy but ultimately she yanked that down as well.

If Beca was nervous before, it had peaked now. She was completely exposed for another woman for the first time, well second time. But that was when her now best friend Chloe barged in on her during the shower. That time was nothing sexual, this time was completely the opposite.

However, her panic was calmed considerably when she looked at her female lover's face. The beautiful German had no problem gawking at Beca's amazing body from beside her, noting her completely shaven pussy, tight slender waist, and pokey pink nipples at the peak of each of her perfectly rounded and sagless tits.

"So beautiful," Kommissar told her.

"Than...ohhh...ohh my," Beca moaned.

The American girl was going to thank her German counterpart for the compliment but was interrupted when the blonde's fingers rummaged through her slit again. Kommissar rubbed her wet gash while she got in position between Beca's wide spread legs until her face was right in front of her nearly hairless pussy.

Already knowing she was tight, the German wanted to know how tight she really was. Her index finger slid easily enough back into Beca's twat, which of course was met with a loud moan from the talent singer. After plunging her depth several times, Kommissar slowed, squeezed a second digit next to the first and worked the two inside.

"Tight...very tight," the German commented.

"So...good," Beca grunted, loving as her twat was fingered by the virtual stranger.

It was a challenge but Kommissar kept exploring deep within the auburn-haired singer's pussy while she wiggled about in pleasure. The slender girl's cunt hugged and gripped her fingers, but they were still able to glide inside repeatedly due to how very wet Beca was. She knew she needed to finger her for a few minutes in order to loosen her up enough to even think of adding a third.

Whether it was the mouth-watering aroma or the sight of her brilliantly pink pussy, but the urge to eat out little Beca Mitchell grew too tempting. Turning her palm upwards, Kommissar flexed her fingers and dragged the pads over the American's G spot as she leant in and took a swipe at her clit with her tongue.

"Shittt...holy mother," Beca scream, her hand running through her hair.

Lapping at her clit for now was okay, as the tall German could taste some of the smaller girl's juices, but she wanted more. Pressing and flexing against the G spot thrice more, Kommissar eventually pulled her fingers from the other girl's snatch. Beca moaned in dissent, clearly getting off on the treatment, but the blonde had other plans.

Leaning in, Kommissar took a moment for her senses to bath in the setting. The sight of BEca's bright pink twat, mere inches from her face had her own mouth watering. And then there was the smell, the sweet scent that was continuously wafting into her nostrils. The combination was almost overpowering, the most electric meeting with another woman of Kommissar's sexual life.

"Mhmmm," the blonde moaned after taking a long, slow lick up her slit.

"Fucckkk," Beca thrashed after the second, third and fourth swipes came more often and faster.

Kommissar went for shorter but much faster licks, targeting first the other girl's clit before moving further south. Beca was extremely vocal in response to the attention spent at her bean, but quieted when the lashing was doled out to her small lips. Teasing her, making Beca wait until she wanted to get to the more sensitive areas, Kommissar closed her lips around the outer pink lips and sucked them vigorously.

However, even the blonde tired of this tactic and no longer was going to deprive either of the two of them any longer. Moving lower down, Kommissar extended her tongue and ran it around the opening of her wet hole. Already the cream tasted better, which forced her to lose control and plunge the entire wet muscle.

Beca was as tasty as she looked, which was pretty amazing given how she had the whole cute-adorable-sexy thing going on, not to mention the great tits and tiny plump ass. Plunge in over and over again, Kommissar bathed and basked in the flavor of the first time lesbian, all while the thin girl thrashed and balled bed sheets in her little fists.

"My goodness little fairy...wonderfully tasty," Kommissar commented, pussy juice smeared on her lips.

Beca was about to reply in likely another awkward comment, as that seemed to be the only she was capable of doing around the woman who made her so secually confused. However, the feel of a skilled tongue inserting into her twat again stopped what she was going to say and was replaced with a blood-curdling scream of pleasure.

"Shhitttttt....oh my God...so good," Beca moaned.

Kommissar and Beca both lost track of time as the pair lost themselves in the moment. Both were extremely happy with their roles, Beca obviously since on the receiving end of such a practiced lesbian, while the German loved the knowledge of making a first time scream, especially since this college girl had her heart set that Kommissar was her enemy.

"Oh yeah! Just like that," Beca pleaded.

Kommissar had different ideas though and wasn't going to bring the writhing American to climax just yet, after all she wasn't done playing with her yet. She teased Beca further, bringing her towards her long awaited orgasm only to ease up, pulling her back from the brink. The German did this a few times, and began to sense Beca growing impatient, although the massive amounts of pleasure she was experiencing for longer was hardly reason to complain.

"Please...I'm so close," Beca begged.

Thinking that her whimpering and pleading would be enough to get what she so badly craved, Beca was denied her chance of cumming once again. Determined to make it happen, the first time lesbian balled her tiny fists in the German's hair and shoved Kommissar's face into her pussy.

The taller girl was very impressed with her awkward lover's boldness, taking the bull by the horns when twenty minutes earlier she was afraid to lay bare on her bed. She allowed the American college girl to hump against her mouth and nose, letting Beca near closer to her orgasm once again.

This time, Kommissar felt it was time to stop toying with her prey and go in for the kill and bring the first time lesbian to orgasm. Having no trouble finding her very responsive clit, the German covered her teeth with plump lips and targeted the sensitive nub, latching onto it and applying suction while darting across it with her tongue.

"Oh My God," Beca screamed immediately as a result.

That alone likely would have brought the college senior to orgasm in a few minutes but Kommissar was hungry for it to happen sooner. Pushing her index and middle finger together, she eased them into Beca's twat. That got a louder moan and a little shudder from the slender girl, but it was a different story when the German began plunging them in with purpose.

Beca felt her eyesight start to blur before slamming them shut, arching her back then proceeded to release a wail as all her sexual energy was released via one powerful orgasm. Kommissar was surprised at the power the little girl could generate as she had to hold onto her pelvis tightly from stopping Beca from dislodging her as the American bucked her hips against her face.

"Shitttt," Beca cursed as she slowly came down from the most powerful orgasm of her life.

"Little American fairy taste so wonderful indeed," Kommissar commented after licking Beca's pussy of all her orgasmic honey.

"I think...I'd like to...umm...return the favor. You know, if that's totally cool with you," Beca awkwardly phrased the statement.

Kommissar had rolled from between Beca's spread legs and was sitting on the end of the bed. Looking to the side, she saw that the still very naked, big chested slender girl was looking at her for a response.

"You don't have to...what's the word...pay me back," the blonde answered. "You are just a newborn lesbian after all."

"I know...but I think I want to. Is that okay," she replied with lust in her eye.

"Would love nothing more," she replied with a predatory grin.

Kommissar would be lying to say that she expected the inexperienced girl to go back down on her, but she supposed that Beca had enjoyed herself so much she wanted to return the favor. Though she doubted that Beca had much skill when it came to eating out another woman, she was definitely willing to give her a try out and teach her a thing or two.

Beca took another moment to collect herself after her orgasm before she lifted herself off the bed. Kommissar had already pushed herself from her prone position between the slender girl's legs and had taken the flushed girl by the hand. Beca allowed Kommissar to lead her once again in blind faith, this time though she knew exactly what would happen. This time she wasn't led far, only to the sofa opposite the couch.

The A Cappella American girl was placed down on the couch before swiftly being joined by the taller blonde, who allowed no space to be between them. With hands clutching her shoulder, her lover pulled in the very naked Beca for a passionate kiss. Their tongues once again met in the space formed between their lips, all while Kommissar felt fingers migrate down her sides in search of the hem of her mesh top.

"I am tasty, aren't I," Beca asked with wide eyes.

"Better than shnitzel," Kommissar replied to the still naked woman.

As Kommissar was speaking she felt a familiar weight appear in the front of her body as first her see through shirt followed by her black bra, her tits became free as a result. Normally a competitive person, Kommissar had to suppress that instinct because as nice and firm as her tits were, they didn't hold a candle to Beca's much larger and perfect set. Kommissar's were only a little smaller, but they were just as perky, perfectly round and capped with a bright pink nipple that was much like a cherry on top of a delicious sundae.

"Wow...just wow," Beca commented, feeling up the other woman with both hands.

This time when Beca came back in to kiss her after she took a few moments to gawk at her boobs, Kommissar slowly reclined herself. It enabled the German to be laying on her back while on the sofa with the horny yet inexperienced singer on top of her. If the move caught Beca by surprise then she didn't let it show, instead she just kept on kissing her new lesbian lover.

Beca had more planned then just kissing and wanted to act while she had all her courage so she trailed a line of kisses along Kommissar's jaw, down her neck, which made her coo loudly then finally arrived at the globes she sought. The aspiring music producer went to the right and got her lips around one of Kommissar's nipples, which were bigger then her own but she was still able to encircle it and clasp on tightly and sucked while her free hand reached up and groped the other tit beside her face.

"Guttentag that feels good," Kommissar groaned.

"Yup...you are definitely super sexy," Beca said while switching her mouth to the other breast.

"Mmhmm...duly noted...aawwhh," she moaned, presenting more of her tits to the boob-loving woman by arching her back even more.

Beca greedily continued to suck on the other woman's boobs as her fingers migrated further south. She was no stranger to undoing someone else's pants, though that tended to be those worn by Jesse rather than a German lesbian. Nonetheless, Beca did so and pulled the leather pants downward, unfortunately having to break contact with the blonde's sensitive areola so that she could pull them off her thick thighs and off her legs altogether.

"I want you to make me cum so hard," Kommissar demanded while noticing Beca's eyes remained fixed on her newly revealed pink mound.

"Okay Beca...you can do this. Make this goddess of a woman orgasm," she encouraged herself.

Beca ignored any lingering doubts and fears and began to give Kommissar exactly what she asked for, and what the American so badly wanted to give back to her. Beca ran her hands symmetrically over Kommissar's strong thighs, finding the creamy white skin of her inner thigh so soft and cool as she took inventory of the situation. With each inch she moved, Kommissar would let loose another moan, each one louder than the last until fingertips touched her silky panties.

Beca was suddenly overcome with the urge to throw her underwear to one side and immediately dive in and stick two fingers into her pussy, which she was sure was dripping wet at this point. Instead, the first time lesbian kept going towards her head until her fingers could hook under the waistband of her underwear. She slowly began to pull them down her body, a feat that was aided significantly when the German singer helped by lifting her round ass off the couch just enough. Beca noted the design of the panties, however the part that really caught her eye was the damp patch consuming most of the front and bottom portions.

The sight that greeted Beca was one of beauty. Kommissar was now completely nude like herself. Starting at her gorgeous face with her freckled skin, Beca gazed down over her handful-sized tits, muscular yet flat stomach until staring at her vag. It was shaven completely smooth, fully bare whereas her own kept a thin strip of hair trimmed very short, resting atop the first twat she'd ever seen that didn't belong to herself...or Chloe that one time in the showers.

"You are like...super gorgeous," Beca gawked.

Kommissar smiled warmly at her lesbian crush before making herself more comfortable on the sofa. She reached her outside arm back behind her head so that she could grip tightly onto the headrest, while her inner arm reached down her athletic body. When she arrived between her legs, she rubbed her fingers threw her very damp crotch before sinking two fingers deep inside her gushing mound.

"Come on, it won't bite," Kommissar encouraged, bringing her hand back up and started sucking on the fingers that had just been inside herself. "It's totally worth it."

Beca allowed herself one last good long glance of Kommissar's incredible body before moving on to the task at hand. It helped that she was so small, as it allowed her to fit fairly easily on the same couch as Kommissar. Now that she was settled with her stomach and large pillowy tits pressed against the sofa surface and her body twisted on an angle, she set her sights purely on the blonde's pink lips.

"Let's see what you...OH MY GOD," screamed Das Sound Machine's lead singer as Beca reached her tongue out and flicked her clitoris.

The Barden Bella was pleased with the huge reaction she got but she wanted to get an even better taste of the sexy woman now. Thinking back to when Kommissar had done it to her, not to mention all the times men had gone down on her, this time she craned her head further down in order to begin near her opening and licked all along her pink slit, finishing by flicking out at her clit again. She was greeted by another scream, much like when she did it again, however when she repeated the act to get another sample, much like she would do while tasting a wine to get an appreciation for the slightly older girl.

"Hmm...very light but sweet with a hint of citrus. Especially nice since not even a note of a sour hint. I wonder if all woman taste this good," she thought to herself.

Beca now had her taste and so she could really start going to work on her mouth-watering mound. She started by moving slightly outward from her tight pink hole so that she could lightly flick Kommissar's pussy lips with his tongue. The American singer heard the blonde's screams die down as this move didn't elicit a great deal of pleasure, but she was only just getting warmed up.

Using one of her hands, Beca pulled apart her pussy lips as the other hand ran up her torso to explore her naked body. Just as her small hand found Kommissar's round tit and gave it a firm but sensual squeeze, Beca ran her tongue back along her inner slit. She felt the German performer squirm and heard the now familiar moans as she experienced new pleasures once she clamped her lips around her exposed clitoris and repeatedly flicked it.

"Unnggghhhh," she screamed out in the sex-scented hotel room.

Beca returned to licking along her entire slit from bottom to top but this time deeper and faster. It was having the desired effect as now the blonde's body was thrashing with the pleasure that she was giving her. This move was really hitting its note but the first time lesbian didn't want to become predictable and boring to the more experienced woman.

Beca didn't know where this was coming from, this apparently innate ability to munch rug. She suppose it was from being the receiving end of oral sex so often with Jesse over the past couple years of hooking up. She hoped that the fellow A cappella singer wouldn't mind her effectively stealing his techniques but she thought he would actually get off on her homage to his skills. However, part of her thought that it was from just doing what felt right and not second guessing herself.

"God...I think I like eating pussy," the American thought to her amazement.

Rather than staying with the status quo, the college senior changed her tactic to something she was sure would drive her date even more wilder. Beca stopped swiping her tongue up Kommissar's slit and instead sank down to the bottom of her wet track dipped her tongue into her hole.

Though she wasn't an experience pussy-licker, Beca could tell that she delivered great pleasure to the other girl as she felt Kommissar thrust her hips up in an attempt to get him deeper into her pussy. As she continued to probe her wet pink cave with her tongue, Beca hoped that she was as good as some of Kommissar's other lovers, but given the screams she was sure she was on the right track.

"Wonderbar! You are really good at this," Kommissar commented, running her hands through the licking girl's hair.

Listening to her body language and her words, Beca abided by her wishes by digging further into her pussy before licking her inner walls. Her juices continued to follow onto the slender coed's tongue and bathe her taste buds in Kommissar's sweet honey, even overflowing out onto the flawless skin around her mouth. Beca began to emit wet slurping noises as she lost herself in eating the Kommissar's pussy, edging the blonde closer to her orgasm in record time, to both of their surprise.

Beca remembered back earlier when Kommissar was going down on her and how good it instantly felt having mouth and fingers working in unison. Wanting to give that same feeling to her blonde lover, the intern at the music producer's studio focused her tongue on licking the portion of her sex above the opening while bringing one of her fingers to her hole and gently sliding it in.

"Yeah keep going...just like that," Kommissar told her through loud, urgent screams.

Kommissar was surprised by the confidence that Beca was showing for someone so new to eating pussy. Yet here she was, changing techniques and advancing her progress all without prompting or need of suggestions. It was making the blonde seem like a sexual lightweight by the swift speed the inexperienced woman was bringing her towards an orgasm.

Beca was pretty sure that she was on the verge of giving an orgasm to a woman for the first time in her life. Thinking back to when Jesse had gone down on her, she remembered the clustered patch of nerves that they always seem to find just inside her sex, her G-spot. Seeking that out in Kommissar, she added a second finger into her snatch, curled them upwards and began probing the inner walls of her smooth pussy.

"Oh God...so close," Kommissar wailed, clearly audible despite the covering pillow.

Knowing she was now so close, Beca ramped up her efforts for the finishing stretch. The Barden Bella took another chance and eased a third finger into her lover, which glided in without much trouble since she was so wet or else she doubted the three digits fingers would have fit together at the same time within her twat, such was how tight the German was. But now that they were inside, Beca pumped her arm to withdraw so only the tips were left inside the beautiful blonde before slamming them back into her swiftly.

With her face not currently buried in her sweet tasting snatch, Beca was able to have a great view of watching her perky tits bounce as the she blasted Kommissar's hole with her fingers. Over and over she slammed inside her with her medium-sized breasts bouncing upwards towards her pretty face with every time Beca's hand smacked against her groin.

"OH GOD YES," Kommissar screamed loudly.

Sensing she was right on the verge of her orgasm, Beca upped the ante one final time. The A cappella singer lowered her head so that her mouth was aligned with Kommissar's clit once again. Since Das Sound Machine leader's stomach didn't have an ounce of fat on it, her flatness allowed Beca's eyes to roam up her curvy body and maintain eye contact with her bouncing twins.

Beca leaned forward until her lips found the top of the freckled blonde's slit. She formed a tight seal around her then darted her tongue, ever so gently, down to flick on her clitoris once again. The bundle of nerves on the other side of the thin membrane sent waves of pleasure back up to Kommissar's brain, causing a reflexive scream to be emitted. Beca gave her bud another long slow lick and felt her body tremble as a spasm rocked through her.

"OHHH SSHHHHIIITTTT," Kommissar swore as she came hard.

As if the screaming wasn't a big enough sign that she had peaked, there was easily enough body signs to tell Beca. Immediately she felt Kommissar's pussy clamp down on her three pumping fingers, thereby restricting fingerblasting her further. While being held in the vice grip by her snatch, the Barden Bella felt a wave of fluid smack against her tips while the beautiful blonde's trembled throughout.

Beca allowed the blonde a moment of peace before withdrawing her dripping wet fingers. She was still surprised she was able to fit three digits into the taller German, but it provided more surface area to collect the girl's cum. Bringing it up to her mouth, the new lesbian soaked her digits clean of Kommissar's juices, moaning her appreciation of how tasty it was.

"Shizer," Kommissar swore once again before finally starting to move.

"Kommissar, listen," Beca started to speak. "I..."

"Don't worry Beca, I'm a big girl and know this isn't a long term thing," the German cut her off. "However, something tells me we will see each other over the next few months and that you may want another taste of, well...me."

"Oh...good. As long as we both know the score," Beca stammered. "I should probably be going."

"You should probably get dressed first," Kommissar said with her smirk plastered on her face.

"Right," Beca replied.

Feeling totally embarrassed, the blushing naked girl scurried around the room to wear Kommissar had disposed of her clothing. Gathering it and throwing it back on as quickly as she could, Beca headed to the door, risking one last look back at her blonde lover. Kommissar hadn't moved an iota since Beca stopped eating her out, sitting on the sofa spread eagle, naked as the day she was born.

"Goodbye lover. I'll be seeing you," the German said cheerfully.

 
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Re: Pitch Perfect 2: Reversal of Fortunes
« Reply #1 on: January 05, 2020, 09:29:45 AM »
Title: Reversal Of Fortunes Part 2
Show: Pitch Perfect 2
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Beca Mitchell/Kommissar, Beca Mitchell/Kommissar/Pieter
Codes: FF, Anal, Oral
Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect or Pitch Perfect 2, nor any of its characters or settings, specifically Beca, Kommissar and Pieter. I make no money from this act of fiction.

Summary: Beca is convinced by Chloe to use her connection with Kommissar, leader of Das Sound Machine, to the advantage of the Bellas. Beca whores herself to Kommissar for DSM throwing the World Championship and allowing the Bellas to win

Beca Mitchell should have been on cloud 9 at the moment. She had the greatest boyfriend and was finishing up her college degree. Her job as an intern for a Grammy-winning producer may not have been everything she hoped for yet, mainly since running coffees to executives and taking lunch orders wasn't her idea of getting ahead. However, only hours earlier she finally spoke up and crushed her opportunity.

Using her experience with mash-ups, she combined Snoop Dogg's rather mundane version of White Christmas with another classic holiday song. The result was she and the Lion himself sounding fresh and amazing on a track that her boss loved.

However there was one small issue nagging at the back of her mind. Guilt. Guilt over cheating on said boyfriend. Although it was with a woman and most guys would give someone a pass for that, Jesse was the all-or-nothing type and definitely wouldn't be cool with it. She could wish and hope all she wanted but Beca was smart enough to know the truth.

"Okay so I was seduced by a blonde goddess, surely he'd understand," she thought.

However, it wasn't just the cheating that disturbed her, it was the fact that she felt something for Kommissar. Sure the woman was physically flawless but she was a bad person and yet Beca couldn't get her out of her dirty mind.

When her phone rang in her pocket, as she was mostly alone inside the work building, Beca looked down at the caller ID. Normally she wasn't the type to screen calls but she had a very good reason to do so lately and tonight proved to be wise again. She let the phone ring then heard the chirp of a voicemail ready to be listened to.

"Hello my little fairy. This is another call from your master. I want you again. I will be coming to town in the next few days. You can't ignore me forever pretty girl."

It was another brief, sexual fueled booty call from the blonde woman said in her typical German accent. It was at least the 10th message from the leader of Das Sound Machine, 7 the first time they'd been in the same town together after their sexual tryst and another 3 all in the last 36 hours. The nonsense had to end and she needed someone to confide in before she exploded with guilt.

"Hey Chloe, you around to grab a drink," Beca said after calling her best friend.

"For sure! At the house or at a bar," the perky redhead replied.

"House. Don't feel like getting interrupted when we get hit on. Be there in 15."

It was a short bus ride and could have been an even shorter car ride but she didn't want to use Jesse right now for his wheels. Instead the bus dropped her off on her street and she did a short walk back to the house all the Barden Bellas lived in.

Chloe was in her room, two glasses of vodka cranberry poured with the bottle of clear liquid ready for refilling sitting on her bar fridge. The pair weren't able to spend as much time together as they normally did lately because of their crazy busy schedules so Chloe was really excited for their time together tonight.

"Okay babe, spill. What's wrong," Chloe said, several glasses in.

"I need to tell this to someone and I'm not ready for Jesse to know," Beca started.

"Shit. You're pregnant! I thought those big tits of yours were looking even bigger lately," the redhead commented.

"God Chlo, no! These are all me," the auburn-haired beauty said about her natural D-cup breasts.

Beca explained the situation to her best friend. She told her about how she went back to her hotel with Kommissar after the car show and how they had sex all night long. She didn't even know she was attracted to girls and yet she had done all that with a complete stranger.

As she poured her heart out to Chloe, it felt like a massive rock was removed from her chest. She had been living with the guilt for more than 4 months and now it felt so much better to tell someone, especially since Chloe didn't judge her. Instead she rubbed her back and hugged her, telling her it was okay.

"And I know she's gonna call tomorrow. Every time I want to pick up and tell her to fuck off but I'm worried about the small part of me that will tell her I'll be her sex slave again," Beca finished.

"Listen girl, next time she calls, you give it to me," Chloe said, giving her best friend her toughest look.

"Thanks babe. Anyway it's late, we're drunk, we need sleep," Beca said, standing up. "I really appreciate you being there for me."

"Any time rug muncher," Chloe joked before quickly pointing out it was a joke when Beca didn't laugh.

* * *

Beca awoke the next morning feeling crummy and great all at the same time. Her hangover from the several alcohol-packed sugary drinks had her feeling like death but her spirit was so much better. Though it hadn't been to Jesse, telling someone had made the world of difference.

As did a shower and a bottle of water. It hadn't cured her hangover but it had gone a long way. After she toweled off she headed down from her third floor room down to the kitchen to get some fuel in the form of toast and a fresh cup of coffee. Most of the Bellas were out so as she walked into the kitchen it was only she and Chloe.

"Hi girl," Beca greeted, getting the coffee maker started.

"Hey Beca...listen, I think we should talk. I've been doing some thinking since our late night chat and I have an idea," Chloe told her.

"Sure, go ahead."

"Okay. So we know DSM is good...fine, really good," the redhead started. "What if we can use your connection with Kommissar to our advantage."

"How so," Beca asked, pouring her coffee.

"DSM is crushing every competition they've entered and though I have every drop of faith in your ability but they are better than us. Even if put together the best performance of our lives, they could still beat us at the World Championships," Chloe explained.

"Thanks for the pep talk there coach," Beca jested in her dry humor.

"Seriously though, it's the truth. And if that happens it means no more Bellas...ever. We would have ruined an institution and have to live with that shame. My goal is coach signing and it'll be a massive black mark on my record. Same to you as well, especially if your internship doesn't work out. You wouldn't be able to say you did the musical arrangements for a 4-time national winning A cappella group."

"What's your point," the petite girl asked.

"My point is that I'm hoping you'll take one for the team," Chloe blurted out. "Use that sexual attraction Kommissar clearly has for you and spin it against her. Get them to either drop out ideally or throw the competition. They can finish second but has to yield first to us."

Beca was silent for a long time, digesting the information and thinking it all through. She sat there and didn't even drink her coffee as Chloe didn't push matters either. Finally after 5 minutes of quiet contemplation, the redhead left Beca alone in the kitchen to think over her options. She had said her piece and now it was the petite girl's call to make.

* * *

Sure enough, Kommissar called a few hours later. Beca had been in her room that she shared with Fat Amy, but the blonde was out at class. Looking down, her finger hovered over the red cancel call button for a few seconds before she sighed and swiped to the other side of the phone to select the answer call option.

"Hello Kommissar."

"Little fairy! You remember me after all," her happy German-accented voice called out.

"What do you want," Beca asked, cutting right to the heart of the matter.

"I think you know the answer to that Ms. Mitchell. I want you and your little, hot body," Kommissar answered. "Das Sound Machine are in town for a performance tomorrow. I will text you the address and you will be here in 1 hour's time."

"And if I have plans," she shot back defiant.

"Then obviously you will cancel foolish girl," the German replied.

A long pause occurred followed by Beca finally responding. "Fine. But if you want me it'll cost you."

"I'm not surprised you've gone this route. After all you were good enough to charge for your services. How many Euros will this cost me," Kommissar asked.

"I'm not a whore," Beca fired back before she explained the situation.

"My dear, this does make you a prostitute still. It doesn't matter if it's for money or services, but a whore is a whore. I just want you to understand that," the blonde explained. "I can't make this decision on my own. I will talk to Pieter, our other boss. If you receive my text telling you the address of the hotel then you will know our answer."

The call ended and Beca threw her phone aside and buried her head in her pillows. She didn't know what made her listen to Chloe and whore herself out, but deep down she knew the answer to that. A big driving force of her decision was her commitment to Chloe and the rest of her team. She knew DSM would crush them and it wasn't even a debatable fact. However, another reason was of her attraction to the blonde German, which had left her craving more from Kommissar for months.

58 minutes after her all ended, Beca received a text message with only an address listed. She had her answer.

* * *

Beca was still doubting her choice and going over the consequences of it, but here she was getting ready for her 'date' anyway. And as much as she was doing this for her best friends that she lived and sang with, she was being greedy too. Working long hours as an intern for a music producer then using every other moment with the Bellas as they prepped for the Worlds left little time for Jesse and resulted in her sexually frustrated. Then there was the fact the first and only time she gave in and allowed herself to be used by Kommissar, she had the biggest orgasm of her life and had been thinking about it ever since.

With her choice already made as to whether to go to the hotel or not, the leader of the Barden Bellas just had to select an outfit. She wasn't exactly sure why she was pouring so much effort into what she was going to wear as an outer layer since it would likely end up on the ground in seconds of her arrival.

Knowing she needed to bring her A-game tonight, the petite co-ed stripped off her skinny jeans, sweater and boots before she headed straight for the shower. After being smothered by warm water for the next half hour then spending the same length of time drying and brushing her hair, Beca was halfway ready for the evening. The 5'2 wannabe producer now had sexy smooth legs and her long, thick light red hair was flowing down her back.

"What to wear, what to wear," she hummed in her head.

She hated that she had such classic girl tendencies of taking forever to get ready. It was such a clich� and she felt it set the feminist movement back decades but Beca always struggled to pick out an outfit other than when it came to performing, mainly because those were preselected for her. The heavy-chested redhead tried on several different outfits over the next 45 minutes until she found the right one.

"Holy boobs," Beca said out loud as she checked herself out in the full-sized mirror.

Though Beca's small stature and adorable face always made her straddle the line between cute and hot, the little black dress that Beca was wearing could only be described as being a show stopper. The straps came over her shoulders and plunged downwards to show off her massive amounts of cleavage that was surprising to find in a woman her size. After all the 22 year-old was a very petite build but was still able to possess an absolutely amazing rack that not only rivaled the woman she was meeting tonight, but actually surpassed Kommissar's equally impressive pair.

A quick glance at her watch told Beca that she needed to hurry the hell up. There was nothing wrong with being fashionably late but right now she was cutting it close to the time she was told and surprisingly the last thing she wanted to do was annoy DSM's leader. She threw on some black high heels and grabbed a clutch that had her I.D., money and a condom just in case the night took a turn for the wild side...well wilder side.

* * *

Beca knew the location of the hotel well, after all she'd been living in the city for 4 years now and it wasn't that big of a place after all. It took little time to navigate the streets and park, though as she walked through the hotel lobby she could feel people's gazes falling onto her. She didn't hate it, in fact it made her feel sexy and confident, especially when some greasy businessman hit on her in the elevator.

"So we meet again my special fairy," Kommissar addressed her smaller counterpart.

"Kommissar," Beca greeted.

"You look nice," she said in her thick accent. "Won't you join us?"

"Us," Beca asked, the comment catching her off guard.

However, the German didn't answer her question right away, instead she stood with the door in her hand to hold it open while her body language told the smaller girl to enter the room. Beca wanted to know whom the other person was first, but a look at Kommissar's face told her she'd have to enter the room first to find out.

Sighing in defeat, the Barden Bella moved past the taller woman and walked into the room. It was a similar hotel room to their last encounter, with a couch against the near wall, a window straight ahead of her and a bed to her right, just past a pair of windowed French doors. The only difference was a vaguely familiar man sitting on the couch, staring hungrily at the American girl.

"Kommissar...what's going on," Beca asked. "Who's this?"

"Well you put me in a tough position. I couldn't make such a wide-scale decision without the approval of my second-in-command. This is Pieter, my right-hand man with DSM. You may remember him from the car show performance," Kommissar told her.

"You were the one who insulted Fat Amy," Beca realized.

"That would be me, yes," the man said, rising from his seated position.

Pieter literally towered over the smaller Beca, his 6'3 body more then a foot taller then the American singer. He was also very good looking with the whole tall, dark and handsome thing working for him with a strong, masculine jaw line and a muscular torso.

"Being with you is one thing, but with another guy is a completely different matter Kommissar. I have a boyfriend and this would really be cheating," the intern producer shared.

Kommissar had come up from behind Beca and placed her hands on the smaller girl's shoulders, rubbing them. Beca turned to face her and just like last time she found her will starting to evaporate before the blonde woman. All the German did was stare down at her with her piercing blue eyes and it was slowly turning the tide.

"Listen my little fairy. You want your pathetic Bellas to beat my superior DMS and you also want to be with me, but to do that you will have to be with Pieter too. We are a package deal, right," the taller woman described.

"Really," she practically pouted as she turned to the woman.

"Really," Pieter confirmed, replacing Kommissar's hands on the smaller girl's shoulders.

"And let's save time in the future as well. We are your masters, you the pathetic whore slave. You listen to us no matter what we tell you. We could tell you to fuck some stray dog with rabies and you will do so or we crush the Bellas at the World's. So how about it," Kommissar pressured after a few seconds silence.

Beca was really in a pickle with her thought process currently. On one hand she really, really wanted to be with the tall German goddess once again, consequences be damned. However, the flip was that she loved Jesse and he was the one who really understood her so she didn't want to fuck things up with him like she had done during their first year at Barden.

"How about I break the ice," Kommissar spoke again.

Sensing that Beca was close to giving in but still required a push, the German woman was more than happy to apply the added pressure. The blonde's hand grabbed gently the back of Beca's head and stared in towards her own eyes. Kommissar could see the look of recognition flash on her fuck buddy's face mere inches before their lips touched, but all she did was close her eyes and pucker her lips.

The kiss was amazing, and this time Beca knew her answer. She would become the prostitute that everyone needed her to be, at the risk of possibly driving away Jesse. She needed to not disappoint her friends and knew that she was there only hope...plus she'd get another night with Kommissar out of the bargain. She broke the kiss and did a resigned nod.

Pieter watched on with intensity that was his trademark as the two gorgeous girls donning sexy lingerie made out with one another. With their heads cocked to the side like they were, he could see tongues poking out on occasion as their lips smacked with some familiarity with one another. The squared-jawed man added rubbing his hand along Beca's bare shoulders as he observed.

Beca felt his strong hands on her skin before Pieter started to trace his way down her petite body. She tried to ignore it and be absorbed fully in the kiss but when he grabbed two handfuls of her skinny but plump ass she was reminded of his presence. She rolled with it until he went under her small dress, hooked under the waistband of her tiny thong and immediately began rubbing through the folds of her dripping wet slit. Her arm coiled up in a reflex to hold the side of his square jaw as she continued to kiss her new friend until the whole thing got too intense and she squirmed out from his touch.

"I think your little fairy needs to be relaxed," Pieter commented, not taking offence.

"Good idea. I think eating some pussy will accomplish that...don't you Beca," Kommissar said with her intense stare fixed on her.

"Yes Kommissar," the subservient girl replied.

"Yes Mistress...or Master. Which ever," the blonde shot back.

"Yes Mistress," Beca said, her will broken.

Kommissar took Beca's dainty hand in hers and started stepping backwards. She had an acute layout of the room and knew where she was so after 4 steps she felt the bed and laid back before crawling into position with her head in the pillows. She'd let go of the redhead's hand so that she could spread her legs in the middle of the mattress to reveal her naked sex, waxed smooth for the occasion.

"Come eat," Kommissar demanded in her honey-liquid tone.

Beca didn't know if it was her compulsion to listen to her master or her burning desire but she listened to the request without further prompting. She looked down and observed the girl's bright pink pussy then licked her lips in anticipation as she climbed onto the bed. Rather then lay beside Kommissar though, Beca headed straight to her wet folds.

The petite American was pleased with herself as she heard Kommissar moan while dragging a finger through her very wet slit. Getting into it now, Beca made her mistress let out another moan, albeit this time louder when she leaned in, extended her tongue and proceeded to plant a long lick on the upper half of her folds The blonde stretched out to run a hand through Beca's hair, tightening it into a firm fist when the other girl's wet tongue rode higher and flick out at her sensitive clit, also causing her to scream loudly into the hotel room.

"God you're tasty," Beca commented as she slurped in the other woman's twat.

Kommissar released her hair so that she could grab the bottom of her own nightgown and pull the silk garment over her head. Pieter gave her a wide smile seeing her beautiful naked body lying supine on the bed, the eager red-haired girl between her legs eating her out.

Without the hand controlling her head anymore, Beca took a mount to admire how wet she had made the German from only briefly lapping in her folds. So turned on at this point, Beca couldn't be stopped in dipping her tongue into her new lover's pussy and tasting her sweet nectar again.

Using her small hands to pry Kommissar's legs further apart, the skinny redhead craned her neck so that her tongue had access to her folds. Without hesitation Beca did one long lick from clitoris to the entrance of her hole then paused to lap around the slightly depressed area. Once she had collected all of the blonde's juices from the exterior, the bi-curious girl dived back inside her pussy and began getting acquainted with the warm, wet environment.

"Such a sweet pussy," Beca commented, using her tongue to speak rather then eat her pussy for a moment

For a good long while, Kommissar lay in the pillows and enjoyed herself as Beca happily and greedily used her clumsy but eager tongue to please her singer rival. Pieter was very much happy with the show, an enormous erection present in his pants, but Beca didn't know that the man was no longer sitting behind her on the sofa.

"Let me give you a hand," Pieter said, appearing above Beca's head.

"Ummm...sure," the American said, a layer of juice surrounding her lips.

Beca went back to digging deep within Kommissar's pussy like it was her job while the German settled onto the bed with the two ladies. Beca really didn't think she needed help to get the woman off, after all she'd done it a few months ago plus it sounded like she was doing a pretty fantastic job currently as well.

However, she couldn't help but open her eyes as the lanky male pressed two fingers together and used them to sub her clit. Beca knew that it was a very sensitive spot on the German woman and the combined efforts of her tongue and his fingers had Kommissar singing a louder, more frequent tone.

Though she was new at the whole lesbian thing, Beca was pretty sure she could recognize an orgasm when she saw one. And right now, she was willing to bet dollars to donuts that the German goddess was gonna cream herself any second her. Beca decided to finish her off strong and make it an orgasm to remember so she dug deep in the girl's cunt and curled her tongue to lap at her G-spot while Pieter furiously rubbed her clit

"OH SCHEISSE," she swore as she came.

Kommissar had in fact came so hard that she actually squirted. She knew that it was coming, as it was a common occurrence when she came this hard from Pieter's skilled fingers. Beca, however, was unaware of what was coming. With her face literally right at her opening, the extremely beautiful 22 year old was smacked in the face by a wave of fluid as it erupted from Kommissar's twat. The auburn-haired beauty barely had time to shut her eyes as her face was drenched in the somewhat sweet tasting juices, getting her brown hair wet in the process as well.

"That was like a tidal wave hitting your little slut," Pieter laughed.

Beca was in utter shock but managed to ask the question that she was afraid to know the answer of. "Was that...urine?"

"Oh you prude Americans don't know about squirting? No it's not urine," Kommissar replied, seeing relief wash her wet face.

"Not that there is anything wrong with that," Pieter added.

Beca shot him a shocked look with disgust in there as well, but was surprised to see Kommissar nodding to Pieter's comment. She could hardly trust her eyes however it was for sure happening. She barely paid attention when the man got about and left for the bathroom, but he returned seconds later and passed her a towel.

"Thanks," Beca said, drying her face of the cum but there was still more wetting her hair

"Now you do her," Pieter practically ordered, lust in his eyes.

Though equal partners for the evening, Kommissar didn't mind the man giving her orders...for now at least. She quickly propped herself up onto her knees and helped Beca into the same position and kissed her deeply to taste her own cum. Her goal though was getting the girl naked, so she lifted her little black dress overhead then reached around and unclasped her bra.

"Great tits," Kommissar acknowledged.

Kommissar was seeing them for a second time while Pieter was gazing at the natural beauty with a flat tummy and relatively wide hips for the first time. For such a slender woman, Beca's full, firm cups were very large for her size, with the experienced man speculating that they were a full D cup. Just as important was the fact that her perfectly rounded boobs were flawlessly perky, standing right in front of her chest without a hint of sagging.

"Truly wunderbar," Pieter added.

Up until now the pair had been babying the American coed into the whole extortion thing, but Kommissar thought it was high time that changed. Leaning in, the blonde hooked a hand on the back of Beca's head and pulled her in for another kiss with more force this time around. Kommissar could taste her fluids on the other girl's lips still and savored the deliciousness of her cum as she was always a fan of her own liquid. She kissed the younger girl until she could feel her start to pull away, at which time the German woman grabbed a handful of her thick hair and yanked back sharply.

"Ouch," Beca winced in pain.

Kommissar had pulled her hair backwards and to the side so that the German was now in a position where Beca had to look up at her. She liked the look of shock and disbelief on the normal self-assured singer, in fact it turned Kommissar on even more. She had to hide a smile as she watched the smug look wash off the slender girl's face as a mixture of discomfort and shock replaced it.

"Such yummy tits," Pieter told her, swooping in from the side.

"Mhmm...yes," Beca moaned as his tongue swirled around one of her small erect nipples.

"Agreed," Kommissar added, releasing the tension on her hair to do likewise to her other boob.

Beca didn't exactly like the situation she was in, but she made her bed and now she had to lay in it. The hair pulling was painful and the squirting of female fluid in the face was shocking, but so far she got to taste Kommissar's great pussy and now had two attractive people sucking on her tits. Life could definitely be worse.

"Lay on your back now," she heard one of them say, though didn't know who.

The younger girl got into position on the king-sized bed and immediately felt hands go straight to her waist. Kommissar zeroed right in on Beca's only remaining clothing, hooking fingers in the waistband of the pants. The Barden Bella took the hint and hiked her hips skyward to allow the curvy German to yank the skimpy thong from her lean legs.

By the time Kommissar was done twisting to throw the panties with a big damp spot behind her to Pieter, Beca had spread her legs in the direction of the kneeling girl, allowing the demanding woman to have full view of her hairless cunt. As Beca looked down between her gaped thighs, she was greeted to image of hunger and longing etched onto her master's beautiful face.

The blonde weighed her options about starting slow but she didn't want to give Beca the false impression that there was anything loving or tender about this encounter. So instead she dived right in, sticking her tongue out to swipe all the way down her smooth pussy until reaching her opening. Her wet muscle sliced inside the coed's snatch but she could feel the walls holding her tightly as she was that tight.

"Oh my God," Beca screamed.

Kommissar didn't stop her relentless assault for a good ten minutes. Over and over she crammed her tongue as far into Beca's twat as she could and proceeded to lap at her inner walls. The auburn haired girl thrashed and moaned on the bed below her, but Kommissar stayed focused as she ate her out from her knees on the floor below.

"That feel good, American whore," Pieter asked the thrashing girl.

Before the other girl could reply, Kommissar used her hand to smack lightly down on her cunt. Though it wasn't overly hard, the contact between her pressed fingers and the girl's extremely wet pussy made a loud, resonating slapping noise heard echoing the small room. Since she had adopted the attitude of a dominating figure, Kommissar figured she should remind the fellow singer who was in charge.

"Fuck," Beca swore, squirming on the bed as the whacking got harder towards the end.

"Want me to stop little fairy," Kommissar asked with a mocking tone, using the break in action to lick her fingers and taste more of the American girl.

"No."

Kommissar was done with the mild punishment anyway and wanted to get back at what she did best, eat pussy. She had more tricks up her sleeve for the big breasted singer acting as her sex slave, and was eager to use her refined tongue back on her. Over and over she made Beca thrash above her, bringing more and more screams from her while Pieter watched with a rock hard erection beside them.

At some point Beca had cum, though the slender 22 year old tried to hide it from Kommissar, out of fear that it would cause the more experienced lesbian to stop pleasuring her, though the older woman had no intention of stopping any time soon. Of course Kommissar had known that she creamed herself, she could taste the acute difference as her juices became sweeter, but she was more than happy to keep going as she had something special planned.

"How about you nibble her arschloch," Pieter suggested, hand rubbing over his own crotch.

Beca had no idea what arschloch meant but clearly Kommissar did, based on the almost sinister look the Germans exchanged. She felt a pang of nervousness about the glance they shared but when Kommissar swiped her tongue back through her folds she forgot all about it.

She felt her legs pushed wider apart but she could care less as long as the blonde kept up the good work. Of course, when her cute yet decently plump ass was pulled apart from underneath and a determined tongue gave her less-than-well-used rosebud a lick, she was very surprised.

"What are you..."

"Shhh," Kommissar simply replied, reaching up to press a finger against her lips.

Beca supposed she'd give the lesbian the benefit of the doubt and within no time she was glad that she did. Though ass play wasn't exactly new to her, it clearly was even less so for Kommissar as the veteran made her moan and scream in delight. Over and over Kommissar lapped at her opening and occasionally even dipped the tip of her skilled tongue past the sphincter to lick her inner rectal walls.

"Mhmm...oh yes," Beca moaned in appreciation.

"Say it. Say what you want," Kommissar goaded.

"Yes...lick my ass," the American singer demanded.

And that was exactly what Kommissar did to her younger counterpart. Her tongue repeatedly took long, steady strokes over the girl's puckered bumhole. With each passing lick, the German couldn't help but be amazed at the tightness of every orifice of the youthful girl. Her asshole was no different as it stayed seal shut despite hands pulling Beca's plump little tush apart.

"Such a slutty little lesbian liking her bum rimmed," Kommissar poured on the dirty talk.

"So good," Beca moaned in agreement.

Not becoming predictable, Kommissar went back to lapping inside her twat for a spell before aiming her tongue higher to repeatedly flick at her exposed clit. This got the biggest reaction from the tough talking American as the constant stimulation of her sensitive nub had her writhing on the bed in ecstasy.

"Put the poor girl out of her misery Kommissar and make her scream for us," Pieter advised.

"I suppose you are right," she replied.

The German singer moved her mouth south again to lick deep within the sweetness of Beca's wet pussy. It was a struggle to get her tongue into the tight hole but the slickness of the passage helped. She wanted to get one good last taste testing of the American girl's nectar before finishing her off. While eating her out deeply, flicking her tongue against her G spot to cause the auburn-haired girl to squall, Kommissar reached her hand up to squeeze each of Beca's round boobs with pointy little nipples.

She figured now was as good a time as any to make Beca cum...but this time with far more power. Kommissar pulled one arm away from groping the fellow A cappella singer's flawless body for use on her pussy. She started with one finger and when the solo digit was flying easily into her snatch she pressed a second finger inside.

"Shit," Beca swore as two fingers fucked her tightness.

The American was tighter than she had thought, given to the fact her and Jesse were on a dry spell. It took little time for Kommissar to get back to quickly finger blasting her lover even with the addition of a second finger though it was eased by lowering her mouth to the girl's clit, creating a vacuum seal around it with her lips then sporadically flicking the bean with her tongue.

"Oh yeah, come on Beca, cum for us," Pieter cheered in her ear.

Two fingers continued their relentless assault on the fellow singer's pussy as to get more speed the blonde had removed her mouth. Kommissar was a veteran of hundreds of lesbian trysts and knew full well what she was doing and her handiwork was on full display now. As her fingers curled continuously to hit Beca's G-spot, she used her arm to also drag forward, causing her palm to always be rubbing her clit.

"Fuck...gonna cum...gonna...cum," Beca said, eyes closed shut, mouth gaped.

And that's when Kommissar realized that not only was her sex slave gonna cum, but she was gonna squirt, just like she had planned and hoped for. In her experience only 1 girl out of 4 or 5 that she bedded were squirters, but the odds were in her favor tonight. It made her especially happy since it meant that she'd be able to use it to further remind Beca of her place in this situation.

"Do it! Cum baby," Kommissar said, muscles throughout her body tensing in preparation.

"OOHHHH YYEESSSSSS!"

In the moments before Beca came loudly, Kommissar sprang into action. While her right hand was keeping the American busy, the blonde pulled both of them off the bed. Beca's lower body was over the edge altogether when her orgasm first arrived, and by the time she was squirting her fluid all over the floor she was in a deep squat along with Kommissar.

The German waited until she was sure the busty girl was completely finished before moving. First she straightened her fingers then slid them out of her still tight pussy, her vice-like grip making Kommissar jealous of Pieter and how much pleasure he'd derived from it. With her fingers now free, Kommissar whipped her hand downward to the puddle under Beca's cunt and allowed the juices to drip from her hand to make the puddle grow.

"Good girl," Kommissar told her, stroking her tired looking face.

"Mmhm," was her only reply.

"But look, you made such a mess of my floor," Pieter informed.

"Wha...what," Beca asked, opening her eyes and looking down. "I...I did that?"

"That's right," Kommissar replied in her trademark predatory smile.

"Wow," she replied, dragging her hand through her hair. "I've never done that before."

"So...you gonna clean it up?"

"Um...sure. With that?"

"Silly girl. Your mouth of course," Pieter replied, looking her right in the eyes as she said it.

"Wait. No," Beca said, though with not the same conviction as either German.

"Trust me, you'll like it," Kommissar told her. "See...look."

Beca did as the older girl asked and watched as she dropped to the ground and hovered over the very wet spot, mere inches from the puddle. Kommissar looked up to make sure the auburn-haired girl was watching then placed her lips in the middle of the puddle of cum and slurped some up.

"Yummm," Kommissar smiled. "Now your turn."

When seeing the continuing uncertainty on the American girl's face, Pieter added. "Remember that you not only made the mess but that you agreed to be our plaything. Now get down on the floor and drink up your pussy juice."

Beca still wasn't sure about the idea though she had accepted her fate. Sure, she had very much enjoyed the taste of the only pussy she'd ever eaten and reasoned that this couldn't taste worse then men's briny cum, but this was still different. Sure she'd tasted her pussy on the lips of both Kommissar and Jesse in the past, but this was literally drinking her own juices.

Knowing there was no point holding off any longer, Beca lowered herself to the floor then hovered her face just above her squirt fluid, just like Kommissar had done earlier. She risked another look up at her German masters, hoping they would put a stop to it this, but that wasn't about to happen.

"SLLUURRRPP"

Beca did as she was instructed and began to drink up her cum. It was different then in the past, less concentrated she supposed but given the sheer amount of fluid on the floor it shouldn't have been surprising. Like normal though, it still was a sweet flavor, in fact Beca couldn't but actually enjoy the degrading act.

"That's it sweetie. Drink it all up," Kommissar ordered in a pleasant tone this time.

As the pair watched, they doubting whether she even needed to encourage Beca further. Though the American started off apprehensive she was definitely into the clean up now as she hungrily drank down the liquid with vigor. It only took her another 10 seconds to be done with the main puddle, then went in search and licked up any loose droplets of her squirt.

"Whoa," Beca smiled.

"That was...super duper sexy," Pieter told their sex slave.

"Yes...incredibly slutty but seriously, what's the word, hot," Kommissar added.

Beca was worn out by this point and as she rose to her feet she understood that now. The second, insanely strong orgasm of the young night had left her drained and yet a quick look over at the pair from DSM seated on the bed let her know that there was still a lot she needed to do tonight.
 

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Re: Pitch Perfect 2: Reversal of Fortunes
« Reply #2 on: January 05, 2020, 09:30:32 AM »
Title: Reversal of Fortunes Part 3
Show: Pitch Perfect 2
Author: The Chemist
Pairing: Beca Mitchell/Kommissar/Pieter
Codes: MF, MFF, Anal, DP, Creampie, Oral
Disclaimer: I do not own Pitch Perfect or Pitch Perfect 2, nor any of its characters or settings, specifically Beca, Kommissar and Pieter. I make no money from this act of fiction.

Summary: Beca is convinced by Chloe to use her connection with Kommissar, leader of Das Sound Machine, to the advantage of the Bellas. Beca whores herself to Kommissar for DSM throwing the World Championship and allowing the Bellas to win


It had already been a hell of an evening for young Beca Mitchell. After resigning herself to listening to her best friend Chloe, she headed out to meet with Kommissar in order to save the Barden Bellas. The trade was simple, Beca's sexual willingness to become her slave in exchange for Das Sound Machine throwing the World's away and allowing the disgraced A cappella group to regain their status.

However, the night didn't go as planned, not thus far anyway. It wasn't just Kommissar that was to be her master, but also her right-hand in the group. Pieter was tall, handsome and was more than a foot taller than her. He also had a sexual appetite that appeared as large as his female counterpart's, but he was yet to act...until now.

"Pieter...I do believe it is high time for the gorgeous girl to do something about your needs," Kommissar commented.

"Why Kommissar, I must agree with you," he said with a wide grin.

The tall man was already on his feet and walking over to the side of the bed that Beca was kneeling on. Kommissar had just made her cum so hard that she'd squirted for the first time in her life then humiliated her to remind her of her place by making her drink the fluid that she dropped on the floor.

"Beca, it was very hot seeing you slurp your own cum but you know what else would be hot," Kommissar said, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her slave's ear.

"I think I can imagine," Beca replied.

When Pieter didn't make a move, the American girl took the initiative by using her hands to undone his belt buckle and pants. Once loosened, Kommissar reached down and pulled the flap wide apart before snaking her hand into his boxers and withdrew his erect cock. All while she did this her eyes never left Beca's face, whose eyes conversely never left Pieter's groin, staring with wonder at his his 10 inch member.

"Holy crap it's huge," Beca gawked.

Like a moth drawn towards the flame, Beca reached out her hand towards his good looking cock. Her small fist wrapped around his shaft and stroked it, lightly gliding along his length as though getting a tactile sense for his size.

As she got a feel for what he was working with, Pieter did likewise. Wanting to do more than look at her perky tits, the German reached for them and took them into his hands. They were too large for even his long hands to cover them completely and they felt heavy, which made him even more aroused. He could confirm now that they were real, though he wasn't too surprised since she didn't seem the type to get implants.

Beca moaned from his treatment of her sensitive boobs before she stopped jerking him off as she settled her fingers around his thick base to hold him steady. The much taller man watched in eager anticipation as he released her round globes and straightened up. Diving her head towards his groin, she took his head in her mouth and used her tongue to play with his slit while her plump lips sat teasingly on his sensitive crown.

"Yes," Pieter groaned as the feisty girl first move had its desired effect.

She hated the fact she was cheating on Jesse even though in her mind she was able to justify her actions. However it made what the Germans called her true, that she was a whore. She was pimping out her body in order to save the Bellas, not to mention hers and all the other girls reputations as legitimate musical talents when they applied for jobs in the industry later.

Pushing that from her mind, the petite singer pulled her mouth from his cock, licked her lips then lifted his rod upwards in order to run her tongue along the whole underside of his dick. It was soft as she ran her tongue along the thick vein running up the center, which was in stark contrast to the top of his member, which she then licked all the way down until back at his tip. Pieter grunted his appreciation then grunted again when she captured his tip in her warm mouth and applied the gentlest of suction.

"That's a good start little fairy," Kommissar encouraged her sex slave.

The talented cocksucker continued to orally service just his sensitive tip and proceeding inch of his shaft with short, lingering bobs while the blonde held her hair back out of her face. Finally to his relief Beca pushed her lips down his tool and took in more of his flesh into her moist heat. She allowed a little over 4 inches to slide inside before pulling back slowly along his length until the only contact her lips had with Pieter was on his pee slit. She repeated the action but this time she did it with more speed and continued to do so until she was bobbing at a fast pace.

"Mmmphm...ammmahhm," were the sounds being emitted by Beca's mouth as she noisily slobbered on his fleshy rod.

Kommissar stood back a short distance but her eyes never left the action. Much like she was thinking, the act of Beca blowing her fellow leader of Das Sound Machine was every bit as arousing as she envisioned.

"Stop teasing him and actually blow him," Kommissar instructed.

Beca wasted no time in opening her mouth as wide as possible and taking easily half of his good-sized length between her lips. The next time she worked her way down his cock she didn't stop halfway, instead she relaxed her throat muscles as his tip smacked the back of her mouth and took him completely down. Kommissar smiled down at her, pleased with how well the girl was finally embracing the spirit of the evening and accepting her slave role.

"Mmhmmm...much better," he exclaimed, moist heat working its way over all of his shaft.

Beca inwardly smiled with pride after his compliment of her oral skills but didn't grow complacent. She almost had an arrogance about herself when it came to sex given her wide range of abilities with the jewel of her crown being her blowjobs. Ever since she blew her first dick at 14 years old she realized how much satisfaction she took from them. This confidence grew over the years as she effortlessly learnt how to deepthroat, which made her boyfriend Jesse blow right down her gullet the first few times.

"If you liked that," she said with a glint in her eyes. "Then you should really enjoy this."

Beca took her hands from stroking the remaining portion of his cock to placing them on his hips so her fingers were pressed against his firm ass. Her small but toned biceps bulged as she used the new leverage to drive her face towards him with her mouth still on his cock. Without her hands in the way, it gave the DSM man the ability to have complete control over her.

Pieter and Kommissar were both impressed with the tactic of the busty girl and he was more than willing to take advantage of the unique opportunity. Beca had already showed off her gift of being able to take his whole dick in her mouth so he had no problem with face fucking her. He would have jumped at the chance to do this with anyone, but with this particular American girl made it all the better.

"Our little fairy has a very special talent it would seem," Kommissar commented while stroking the girl's hair.

Grabbing the sides of her head Pieter began pulling her towards him slowly until he felt her nose touched his lower portion of his abdomen. The feel of her lips gliding around the very base of his dick was beyond words and after taking a moment to marvel in the occasion he retreated her along his length until only his tip remained in her mouth.

He began the same method again but this time he felt Beca pulling his hips towards her. When he looked down he saw her flash him with her large eyes, consenting him to go faster. Whether it was her visual cue or the wave of horniness he got looking down on her with half his meat pole in her mouth but he retracted hard on her head and sent her face crashing into his stomach.

"Gggulllllggkkk," Beca coughed as spit gurgled in her throat.

When she didn't put up any signs of resistance or cues for him to stop Pieter pulled her backwards then immediately slammed her back down his length, instantly impaling his dick in her oral cavity. She continued to make her gurgling noises with each thrust but the redhead didn't try to stop him from abusing her throat.

Pieter was marveling in the occasion, unbelieving how such a girl who came off as a prude could exhibit such skill. Over and over and pulled her face towards him, watching as her nose poked his abs as her lips wrapped around his thick base. He'd reverse course then and notice the small well of tears building up in the corner of her eyes, a reflex from her nose bashing him rather than from pain.

Beca was so focused on maintaining a loose throat so that Pieter's cockhead didn't bruise the back of her mouth. She was unaware of her hair being let down or the blonde woman moving off the bed to her left, instead she was more occupied on sucking in breath when Pieter remembered that she didn't have gills and needed to use her throat to actually get air to her lungs.

"How about you pass her back to me before you cum too quickly," Kommissar said, standing beside her fellow German.

Kommissar had planned a few special things for the evening. The first was making her American whore squirt, which she had easily accomplished. The next of her 'gifts' for Beca was the dildo she had strapped around her waist having stepped into the harness while her co-leader ruthlessly face fucked the adorable girl.

"Whoa...I mean...whoa," Beca gasped, startled by the sight.

The fake cock that the taller woman wore was nothing too large, in fact Beca had almost an identical one in her drawer back at the Bella's house. Kommissar had selected this particular one for what she had in store for the beautiful girl with the big rack. The German was wielding a pink dildo of a healthy length measuring 8 inches, but slim with only a tip an inch wide that incrementally expanded towards the base.

"Not to get too possessive but I don't want to give up the whore just yet," the square-jawed man replied.

"Hmm...maybe fahrt und saugen," the blonde said in her mothertongue.

"Awh German, not exactly a sexy language," Beca jested in her characteristic way.

Pieter ignored the kneeling auburn-haired girl and nodded his approval to Kommissar and her plan. Like a well oiled machine they got into position, Pieter stepping closer to the bed before crawling onto it and flipping onto his back. Kommissar extended a hand and helped Beca up to her feet, kissing her deeply before easing her onto the mattress as well.

It was almost like a handoff, because as soon as the blonde's hands left her, Beca felt Pieter's much larger paws grip her, this time lightly around her hips. The sex puppet allowed him to move her petite yet curvy body into position with her helping out once she got the idea. Swinging a leg over his torso, the American straddled him with her amazing curvaceous boobs pointed towards him.

His hands immediately shot to her chest, squeezing them firmly but still with a degree of tenderness so that he got knead them without causing her pain. The look on his face of pure lust while staring at her pokey nipples portrayed to Beca that her great tits had another lifelong admirers.

"Wow you're huge," Beca said after sitting on his cock.

It may have only been a few inches she took into her pussy but it instantly stretched her out. She paused before going further down, instead reversing course and squatting down with building speed but at the same depth. As she got use to his girth she started descending further. Pieter and Kommissar waited patiently, him getting to massage her breasts and she watching her tight ass.

"Giddy up cowgirl," Pieter called.

It had taken a little bit of time but Beca's twat had accommodated to his pecker size, allowing her to get his length completely inside. How gushing wet she was helped undoubtedly but a big factor was time and now Pieter was reaping the benefits of his patience.

The German man couldn't help but grunt and groan underneath the bouncing girl. Her fantastic blowjob had taken its toll on him and now her extremely tight pussy was trying to milk him of his cum in record time. Determined to slow her down, Pieter shifted his hands from her pillowy tits down to hold her plump booty, kneading that now while watching her large boobs jiggle all about.

"Adorable," Pieter said, hands wrapping around her to squeeze her rump. "Such a cute little ass."

Beca was in a good rhythm now, constantly lifting her small frame to the top of his cock before allowing it to come crashing back down. His cock went deep inside her, filling and stretching her out...and it felt great. Pieter was both longer and thicker than Jesse, plus more experienced and as guilt as she felt thinking about Jesse, it was still the truth.

Pieter was just laying back and enjoying his ride, his hands constantly interchanging to groping her booty when he needed to slow her down or otherwise stayed glued to her round boobs. But now as he looked up he got an eyeful of Kommissar's bald pussy as she stood over him with her dildo in Beca's bouncing face.

"Open up and blow my fake cock," the German beauty told her lesbian love.

Beca didn't even slow down as she opened her mouth and guided the tool into her mouth before closing her eyes and focusing on the sensation of the veiny cock inside her, hitting all the right places. It required some coordination but the American singer was able to simultaneously ride Pieter while giving a good but definitely not her best suck to Kommissar's strap-on.

Her dual role only lasted for a few minutes until the curvy blonde stepped away from her and had the dildo make an audible pop as it left the seal around her lips. Beca could hardly care as it allowed her to plant her arms on Pieter's chest and get back to a more aggressive and fast ride that would be sure to having them both cum in no time.

However, Beca's energetic riding was soon interrupted when she felt a hand press against her low back. Of course it belonged to Kommissar, who had rounded behind her to ease the smaller girl downward so Beca was settled onto the tall man with her bouncing tits and head pressed against his chest.

"You do have a cute rump...and an even cuter bumhole," Kommissar commented.

If Beca had any doubt what she meant, that was soon clarified. She felt hands pull apart her bum cheeks enough to expose her starfish before the German's wet tongue placed a long, slow lick to it. Kommissar made sure to leave a good amount of spit behind, which she rubbed around with her index finger to lube up the area.

"Yup, that's my asshole," Beca stammered.

Kommissar steaded the base of the toy as her other hand held onto Beca's hips to keep them from moving. With a coordinated effort, Pieter allowed his cock to pull out of her twat while in one smooth motion she placed her dildo into the other girl's snatch, the combination of the American's spit and pussy juices allowing for her pussy to take the entire length.

Beca let out a low moan as her twat was occupied again, though after having Pieter's much large tool stretching her out, the thin dildo didn't quite match the same levels. However, Kommissar was no stranger to fucking another girl with her strap-on based on the evidence, as she slammed repeatedly into Beca with unparalleled quickness.

However, even though it didn't feel as good as the real thing, Beca was still upset when the toy was removed from her pussy altogether. But two things happened then, one good and one completely unexpected; Beca had her cunt stuffed by Pieter again while Kommissar was lifting her toy an inch upwards and placing the tip at her tiny asshole.

"Wait," Beca stated, though still very much into the tryst. "What are you doing?"

"Taking what's mine silly," Kommissar replied, her tip never moving from the outer surface of the petite girl's asshole.

"But...Pieter's back in me," she said as the German bucked his hips up into her at that very point. "So taking two at a time seems a bit much."

"Easy little fairy. Pieter fucking you will help distract and keep you loose back here," Kommissar answered with a wolfish grin. "This toy isn't as big as a lot of cocks so it's the perfect appetizer to get assfucked by."

"It's true...imagine mine being your first," Pieter aided.

The thought of taking Pieter's massive erection in her tightest of holes made her shudder...but also become wetter for some reason. But his statement and his cock buried in her snatch as her clit grinded against his hips was just the distraction that Kommissar required.

"Well...I guess if you think I can handle it," Beca stammered awkwardly.

"Then tell her where she can she put it," Pieter asked knowingly.

"Put it where you want it," Beca replied.

Beca didn't know if it was Stockholm Syndrome or whether she was being selfless and putting her body on the line for the greater good or even if it was the possibility that she wanted it. All she knew was that she was about to be fucked in the ass by the woman who had such seductive power over her.

Going slow as to not hurt the dainty creature, the blonde woman held her dildo firm and pushed her hips steadily forward until the thin head of the toy won out against Beca's tight sphincter. It fought her at first but the way she was able to cram 4 inches into her bowels in one go before it got shut down told Kommissar that the girl was no anal virgin.

"Ugh...awwhh," she groaned in discomfort.

"It'll pass," Kommissar told her, now making small and slow bobs into her bum.

"Focus on my cock in your tight pussy," Pieter added before reaching an arm down between their bodies. "And how good it feels when I do this."

When Pieter flicked out at her clit, which was already getting pressed when there bodies grinded against each other it sent a new wave of pleasure through her body. She questioned if they'd double teamed other girls before since they were so in sync, but that wasn't important right now.

Pieter dared not bring his hips upwards, allowing his blonde counterpart the freedom to work her slender toy into Beca's toy without any restrictions. His eyes stayed on Beca's gorgeous face and noted that it stopped being scrunched up in a grimace and was relaxing with each passing short thrust from Kommissar.

"It's getting better," Beca responded a few moments later.

The singer couldn't believe that she had spoke those words in regards to anal sex, especially as another much bigger cock was buried in her pussy at the same time. She had let each of her past 5 boyfriends going back to high school indulge in their fantasy of trying ass fucking the curvy girl, and each encounter left her sore and in pain for days.

"See. I told you it wasn't that bad," Kommissar said with her wide grin.

The blonde German was very happy with how it had gone. She thought that the anal may have been too much for Beca mentally and caused her to run out on them, but that was not the case. Nodding her head to her partner over Beca's shoulder, Pieter began to slowly buck his hips as the pair worked in rhythm so that as he moved up, Kommissar backed out. It was smooth motions and after seesawing her a few times they were getting very positive moans as a result.

"Mmm...yeah I like it," she admitted honestly, her almost hypnotic eyes closed tightly.

"Tell us how much you like it," he asked while pushing up into her snatch.

"Yes, say it little fairy," Kommissar prodded as she worked the full length of the thin toy all the way into her asshole for the first time.

"I...I'm into anal," Beca conceded.

"Wonderbar," the German smiled, thrusting into her again. "I knew you were a naugthy girl."

The size of the dildo undoubtedly helped matters along since it started very thin but by the end it was as wide as a regular cock. They were also aided by the fact that Beca had already cum like a freight train and was being distracted by Pieter who was currently gently thrusting up into her pussy and rubbing her clit simultaneously. The lanky man was multitasking further by using his free hand and his massive reach to currently have it squeezing Kommissar's thick ass and pushing in to help the blonde woman gain a good rhythm as she assfucked her sex slave.

"You're my little butt slut, aren't you Beca," Kommissar said to the other girl, holding her hips to gain more speed.

"Mmhmm," the Barden Bella replied, her brain overwhelmed by the bombardment of stimulation.

"I do believe she's going to cum again," Pieter said, noting her facial expression, change in tone and the way her pussy randomly squeezed down on his cock.

"Is this true," Kommissar said, the thought of the tiny American cumming from double penetration making her extremely pleased.

"Yes...close. So very close," Beca moaned.

She was sure she'd be ashamed of having this orgasm if it wasn't for the fact that it was going to feel so unbelievably good. With a cock thrusting into her pussy and a toy being skewered into her ass, Beca knew that her climax was imminent and she held nothing back as she neared it.

"Oh yes! AHHHHHHHH," Beca screamed out in a chorus of loud moans as she came all over his erect pole.

The two Germans slowed right down in accordance with the way Beca's body jerked and spasmed as her second orgasm of the night rocked her slender body. It took her a good 15 seconds to go still, resting all her weight on Pieter's chest as her orgasm let off, leaving her exhausted.

They used that time to move onto the final stage of their plan. Kommissar had already cum like a hurricane and was satisfied for the time being, but Pieter was yet to have his first and that needed to change. The blonde woman pulled her toy from Beca's asshole but didn't go far so that she could watch as the brown eye stayed gaped open for a handful of seconds before winking shut.

"Amazing," she commented.

"My turn with her sweet buns," Pieter stated excitedly.

Beca heard his words and started to get nervous since he was so much bigger than the toy fresh from her rectum. However his hands gripping her hips and rolling her onto her side helped to distract her, as his sudden movements left her head spinning. Opening her eyes she realized that Kommissar was nowhere to be seen while Pieter was standing at the edge of the bed, right in front of her booty.

"Pull your ass apart for him," Kommissar said, appearing in front of her face.

Beca did as she was told and placed a tiny hand on her plump cheek and lifted it up. Her asshole was now very visible to the horny man, but what was so noticeable was the gape in her backdoor, due to the toy Kommissar had been stuffing into it no more than 60 seconds prior.

"So wonderful," Pieter said, practically drooling.

Beca felt his tip but against her hole but at that time Kommissar clutched her feminine face and brought her in for a kiss. It helped distract her and also had a relaxation effect which allowed the hulking Pieter to step closer and push his hips until his tip succeeded in forcing its way into her asshole.

The second object in her ass that evening wasn't as painful as she was expecting but it was also a lot bigger then the first. Pieter was hung like a horse and the tiny girl was attempting to take him in her seldom used bum, but so far it wasn't bad. He was going as slow as Kommissar so as not too overwhelm her, meanwhile the blonde's tongue in her mouth helped her not focus on the discomfort of a thick cock moving in and out of her tightest of holes.

"I think he needs more lube," Kommissar said.

Beca felt Pieter thrust a few more times into her booty with calculated precision before he listened to the blonde woman and pulled out of her asshole. The American had thought that he was amply lubricated but she knew why Kommissar had done it. Beca wasn't surprised that when Kommissar moved back, Pieter took her place as he brought his throbbing erection right in front of her face. Knowing full well what he and the other woman wanted, Beca opened her mouth wide and accepted his cock to part her lips and rest on her tongue.

"So hot," one of the Germans groaned as the woman bobbed her head.

"I knew you love your asshole flavor so I was nice and allowed you to sample more," Kommissar added.

Pieter allowed the girl to taste test her asshole once again, bobbing a handful of times before he walked back around her, noting the strands of saliva decorating his skin now. With the combination of both her lingering pussy juices and fresh spit, the horny man found that it slide much better into his sex slave's asshole. In fact, he found he could fit half his length into her before reversing course so only the tip was left holding her backdoor open.

"Fuck her good Pieter," the woman ordered.

"Yes...fuck me," Beca said subconsciously, surprising the two Germans.

The tall man didn't know how long he could keep up the sheer amount of energy and endurance that was required as he continuously reared his hips forwards and backwards, impaling the thin redhead on his spear with glee. Having been regular fuck buddies for a long time, Kommissar noted the look on Pieter's face and his irregular thrusts and wanted to help elongate his session before spending his seed.

"Let me help you out," Kommissar told him, having crawled towards him.

Kommissar gladly took his big cock into her mouth and gave it her best and sloppiest blowjob. She simultaneously applied massive amounts of saliva to his dick while tasting Beca's asshole on his smooth skin.

Over and over he plowed into Beca's tight rear, succeeding now in getting all of his pole into her rear, including the thickest portion of his member right down at the base. After a handful of thrusts into the American girl he'd pull to allow his fellow DSM leader to lick deep into Beca's asshole, even spitting into the blackness. Eventually the Germans were just using Beca for their amusement, Pieter pushing himself deep before withdrawing completely so that Kommissar was able to lick as far inside her bowels as her tongue could reach.

Like all good things, he was about to come to an end. Pieter embraced it, reaching down to grab one of her wildly jiggling boobs and squeezing it mightily without slowing his thrusts down whatsoever. Her large breasts almost looked out of place on her thin frame, but no man would ever complain about her natural, round tits.

"Ugghhh...going to cum now," Pieter grunted before slamming his cock into Beca's well-used pussy straight from her ass.

"Not in me...no condom," Beca moaned.

"I'm your master. He will cream inside you whore," Kommissar spat.

"But..."

"You want to save the Bellas? Then let him cum in your unprotected twat," the blonde stated.

"Fine...cum in me," Beca resigned, making a mental note to go the 24 hour pharmacy right away and take care of the issue before any problems popped out 9 months in the future.

"Awwhhhh...uhhhhhh," Pieter groaned.

He had ignored her plea like Beca figured he would and spent himself inside her. She could feel him impale his massive cock in her one final time before squirts of warm semen pasted her inner walls. She wasn't on the pill due to medical concerns so having someone cum in her was uncommon, but she had to admit that she liked the sensation.

"Fuck," Pieter huffed as he was completely exhausted.

Rather than just sit with load of cum in her twat Kommissar appeared in front of the exhausted American and began fingering her pussy. Beca squirmed under the thrust into her well-used hole but calmed down after the blonde kissed her.

Kommissar broke the kiss and planted her mouth under the girl's pussy and did a combination of scooping and sucking. The move worked again for her and the puddle of salty brine flowed onto her tongue where she collected it then returned to kiss her gorgeous friend. Beca wasn't thinking as the blonde approached, she dipped her head backwards to kiss her back.

To her surprise, when they parted lips Kommissar pushed the mouthful of Pieter's cum into her mouth while continuing to kiss her passionately. With a flash of her large eyes to one German then the other, Beca swallowed down the salty load in one big gulp.

"Good girl," Kommissar told the other girl. "Now clean off our cocks."

Beca had grown into her submissive slave role and embraced it completely so she didn't even think, she only did. She slid off the edge of the bed onto her knees and crawled the short distance to Pieter's erect cock. The Barden Bella opened her mouth and greedily took his meaty shaft into her mouth, then became aware of where it had just been; her own asshole.

"Yes whore, so hot," Pieter encouraged, having seen a look of fright flash across her face.

Tasting someone's ass wasn't as gross as she envisioned it would be, in fact it had a somewhat pleasant flavor to it and made Beca feel really sexy and experienced. She opened her mouth wider and moved forward to take more cock into her mouth before dragging her lips over the portion that was in her mouth.

She repeated the bobbing a few more times before pulling her lips off his cock altogether. She wasn't done though as there was still dick that had been in her ass that hadn't been cleaned properly yet. Using her hand to clutch the tip of Pieter's member, she aimed it skyward and used her tongue to lick all four sides until she was satisfied she tasted every last bit of her bum.

"Don't forget over here," Kommissar reminded.

Beca didn't need the words as she was planning on visiting her female master in short order. Now that she realized taking something straight from an asshole wasn't disgusting, Beca showed no apprehension as she engulfed the plastic toy in one gulp. The toy slid down her throat before the Bella slowly dragged it out, running her tongue along the bottom to taste more of the slightly sour, metallic flavor.

"Wonderbar," Pieter said, laying back on the sofa. "Why don't you two go clean up and I'll order us some room service.

"I guess I could eat before leaving," Beca said, getting to her feet.

"No, no little fairy. You are bought and paid for. Every minute from now until the World's," Kommissar explained.

"Yes exactly. When we want, we will have," Pieter added.

"Ohh," Beca replied, the realization that she was in for a long night dawning on her.

 

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