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Chapter 0 - Content Warning and Character Information

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Chapter 1 - anime sex doll

70% of the world's adult products are produced in China, Silicone dolls are one of them. They are even more beautiful than real people, Long legs, slender waist, big breasts, narrow shoulders, and a small face, It can be sexy and glamorous, and it can also be pure and healing. It's the look of many men's dream lovers. whenever necessary, the image of a lover, wife, It is possible to live in the body of an anime sex doll. Among the silicone doll user groups, in addition to singles, Another 30%-40% have girlfriends and families. So sex doll, Is it a sex toy, or a humanoid companion? Can it emotionally replace real people? Does its existence have any effect on intimacy in reality?

Chapter 1 - What if the inflatable doll is found?

When you tell your parents about such a correct sexual concept, they will also realize that their children have grown up and need some space of their own, so they should feel a little gratified. The correct concept of sex is that as long as sex is reasonable, legal, safe, healthy, and comfortable, then it is correct. When you tell your parents about such a correct sexual concept, they will also realize that their children have grown up and need some space of their own, so they should feel a little gratified. The correct concept of sex is that as long as sex is reasonable, legal, safe, healthy, and comfortable, then it is correct. Whether it is blow up doll or other adult products, it is a reasonable, legal, healthy, and comfortable way to solve the needs, so just tell the parents directly. In fact, parents are more worried about this kind of abnormal behavior. So now that I have found it, I will explain what the inflatable doll is for. In this way, my parents will be very pleased. When my children grow up, they should also have their own private space.

Chapter 0 - Chapter 1

    Let me start off by telling you about me. My name is Keli Cumming (yes I know it sounds like a pornstar name), I just turned 17 about 4 weeks ago, and I live at home with my mother Jane and my dog Pervy. We named him Pervy because he’s constantly horny and humping random things. He’ll try to hump me or my mom sometimes, but we push him off... most of the time. My long, straight hair is brown with blonde streaks, and I’m not fat but I’m not skinny whatsoever. My boobs are probably a large C cup or a small D cup, but I’ve never worn a bra so I’m not sure. Anyway, back to the story.    I woke up laying on my belly naked, completely covered in sweat and some of my cum, to a wet object wandering around my butt. A jolt ran through my body as I felt the object against my asshole, and I quickly rolled over onto my back to see Pervy sitting at the edge of my bed, wagging his tail with his tongue out. Damn horny dog. I grab a banana out of my mini fridge and lay back in my sweat-soaked bed. I rub my wet pussy with the fruit just to tease Pervy and I lay on my back with my legs spread. Pervy leans forward, sniffing my pussy as the fruit slowly enters it but I playfully push his head away. I tilt my head back in ecstasy until I feel a wet nose at my ass crack below my pussy. I look up to see Pervy trying to get some ass action, so I quickly change positions. I’m now laying face-down-ass-up with my face laying where my ass previously was on the bed.    Suddenly I feel his tongue going crazy on my pussy and I gasp as I force the banana deep into my asshole. I start fucking my ass as my dog eats me out. Why does he like licking me so much? Is it my sweat? Well whatever it is, I fucking love it even though I feel so disgusted and fucked up. I feel a wave of pleasure fill me as I fuck my ass faster and I feel Pervy’s tongue working my pussy faster. I let out a quick gasp and my body tightens up, causing my asshole to squish the banana. As I come down from my orgasm, I feel Pervy licking up the banana out of my asshole and I giggle.    “Oh, fuck, you’re such a perverted dog.” I said to myself as I fingered my ass, getting any leftover banana. I glanced at my finger curiously and then reluctantly put my finger in my mouth. “Mmmm holy shit.,” I said as I lick the banana off my finger, “Banana’s are soooo much better out of my fucking ass!”    I glanced over at the bedside clock and my jaw dropped when I realized I only had 5 minutes before the school bus arrived. I jumped out of bed and immediately dashed to my closet, grabbing a tank top and yoga shorts, not even realizing the tank top shrunk in the wash so now it revealed my belly and barely contained my tits. My shorts hugged my butt but didn’t outline it enough. I slip my fingers in the waistband and pull them up, giving myself a wedgie. I look at my ass in the mirror and smile at my defined ass cheeks and notice my wedgie is lodged deep in my ass crack. Seriously, I looked like a slut but my crotch became warm and moist. I felt my crotch and gasped at the instant pleasure. Glancing over at my clock, I basically said ‘Fuck it’ to taking a shower or putting on panties and tried my best to wipe the sweat off me.    I grab my shoes and book bag and run out the door. I walk down the block to the bus stop and see Ashley waiting there. Ashley is a Sophomore who always gets good grades and you’d always expect her to be a normal teenage girl with glasses, except for the fact that she ALWAYS wears low-rise jeans with a g-string. And she wears those jeans low enough so whenever she bends over, her fucking butt crack hangs out with her g-string riding up between her...round, firm butt cheeks.Oh god, I have such a terrible ass fetish. Okay back to the story.    I arrive at the bus stop and Ashley checks me out like I’m a total whore in a black tank top and black yoga shorts, probably because I really am.     “If you’re gonna stare at me like i’m a slut, you might as well say something.” I announced while grabbing my boobs.    “Well, sorry for not talking,” Ashley said as she bit her lip, “I was too busy staring at your nipples poking through your shirt.”    My eyes widen as I look down at my chest. Oh my god, my nipples are totally visible through my tank top! I pinch them and twist them as I moan in front of Ashley. We hear the bus coming down the road and i quickly get my shit together. Once the bus arrives, me and Ashley get in and I head to the back seat while Ashley sits in the seat diagonal to me. She sits up straight but with a slight slouch and I immediately notice her g-string hanging out. I can’t help but feel my moistening crotch and pull my shorts down around my ankles. My fingers dive into my pussy and I bite on my tank top strap to keep from moaning. The bus hits a bump in the road and Ashley bounces up abruptly. She casually reaches her arm around herself and hooks her g-string with two fingers and yanks it upward, deep into her crack. I almost cream all over the back of the seat in front of me, and bite so hard that the tank top’s strap breaks. I quickly rip off the rest of the strap to make my top appear as if it was made with only one strap.    The bus finally arrives at school before I can cum. Great, now I’m gonna be frustrated all day. Fuck! I pull up my shorts and lick my hand clean, but suddenly stop moving as I realize my boob almost fell out of my top without its strap. I put my book bag over my shoulder and luckily it holds my boob in my shirt. I make my way to my classes, trying extremely hard not to touch myself at all. The rest of the day goes by until 7th period, when I finally admit that I NEED to fucking cum. I quietly enter the girl’s locker room and I suddenly hear someone humming. I slowly get on my hands and knees, which causes my boob to fall out but I don’t give a fuck. I’m horny as hell!! I crawl behind the dirty towels hamper and see a girl showering and humming with her back to me. She has the body of a pornstar but the innocence of virgin. She might be a Sophomore.    I pull my shorts down over my ass and place my finger at my back door. Biting my lip, I push two fingers deep into my asshole as I watch the girl wash her gorgeous body. She rubs soap down her body, slowly approaching her pussy, but I stop masturbating as I notice her arm doing a back-and-forth motion instead of an up-and-down motion that you’d usually do. The girl begins moaning and she leans against the shower wall. My jaw drops as I watch her turn around and gaze at her 9 inch cock! I can’t help but finger my pussy furiously and my mouth waters at the sight of her huge balls.    “Mmmm oh my fucking god!!” I moan as I fall out from behind the hamper, laying on the ground with three fingers buried in my pussy.    “Oh shit!” The girl screams as she attempts to cover herself.    “Oh god I’m.. mm fuck!” I yell as I squirt juices and pussy cum all over.    The girl watches my body spasm obscenely as I cum my fucking heart out. She quickly walks over to me and shoves her girl cock deep in my pussy. My eyes open as wide as possible as I let out a delayed scream of agonizing pleasure. She pounds her fucking cock in me and I continue to spasm uncontrollably. My orgasm just keeps on cumming and the pleasure is starting to fucking hurt so good. I start beating my fists on her ass as she thrusts in me.    “OHHH FUCK!!! HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!! OH MY GOD MAKE IT FUCKING STOP!!!! OH GODDAMMIT IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!!!!!!” I fucking scream my lungs out and the girl laughs wickedly.    She grabs my hips and pulls me on top of her, causing my cum and sweat to fall all over her. She begins fucking me with such immense force that my somewhat chubby body bounces and jiggles. Tears are raining from my face but I still want more of this fucking amazing torture.    “I’m gonna put this fucking baby inside you!” The girl shouts as she begins unloading a horrific amount of cum inside me.    I feel my insides overflowing with cum, but she quickly pulls out and thrusts into my asshole.  I began spasming violently until everything starts going black and cum starts flowing out my mouth. I’m about to fucking pass out because of this girl’s fucking unbelievable cock! My body falls lifeless on top of her and she pushes me off. Her cock is still rock hard and there’s still cum left in her sack. She notices that I’m passed out with my mouth open so she gets an idea. She sits on my chest and forces my cock down my throat and begins skullfucking me until she unloads the rest of her cum in my mouth, causing some to shoot out my nose.    Satisfied with filling me with her seed, the girl pisses and shits on me and leaves the locker room and I wake up three hours later and realize that school’s over and I’m probably pregnant. I’m so fucking overwhelmed right now. I swallow the cum in my mouth and I realize it tastes sweetly delicious. I began wiping the cum off my pussy and eating it until I’m clean. I get so fucking turned on that I start finger fucking myself with 4 fingers, eventually leading to fisting myself until another orgasm overcomes me and I pass out once again....I wake up a few hours later still covered in piss, cum, and vomit, and I decide that I’m just a fucking sex-addicted cum dumpster. I stand up slowly and limp over to the laundry bin, pulling out the sweat-soaked thongs of the volleyball team. I sniff them and suck on them as I finger my pussy, and then I straddle the side of the bin and starts grinding on it. I am absolutely drenched in cum and sweat and I fuck this laundry bin like a whore until my sweaty body is jiggling like the fat skank I truly am. I’m bawling my eyes out with tears falling down my face as I realize how fucking horny and pathetic I am. I continue to grind on the bin as I cry like a bitch until I reach a colossal, screaming orgasm, which lasts for almost a whole fucking hour. As I come down from my orgasm, I fall off the bin onto the wet floor.“Oh my fucking god,” I say to myself, “I’m such a fucking worthless whore!!!!”I gather each sweat-soaked thong from the bin and tie them together into a rope, but I suddenly hear a noise and I look over my shoulder to see that Dickgirl from earlier peeking around the corner.“Wh-what are you doing here?” I ask the Dickgirl.“I just wanted to see how fucked up I made you”I lower my head in disbelief as I stare at the noose made from the thongs and the Dickgirl picks it up and hangs it from a shower head.“I’m such a fucking whore,” I admit to myself, “please do whatever you please once I’m dead.”The Dickgirl nods in agreement as she helps me to my feet and I walk over to the noose. I gasp suddenly as she throws her tongue down my throat and says “I love you.” I stand on the shower chair that’s built into the wall and finger my beaten up pussy one more time until I cum. The Dickgirl aids me as she starts eating me out.I scream “I’m such a slut!” before jumping off the chair and gag as the noose chokes me. I thrash around violently and the Dickgirl rubs my clit furiously as my breath leaves my mouth. Then suddenly, I stop moving and I just hang there... Dead. The Dickgirl takes advantage of this and starts fucking my hanging corpse before unloading another gallon of cum in me. Everything fades out with wet, sloppy, slapping noises, grunting, and ass crack licking. 

Chapter 0 - It Gets Intimate

It’s Friday morning and Kailey suddenly wakes up 10 minutes before her alarm goes off. She quickly sits upright panting heavily and throws the sheets off her pale, naked, sweaty body to reveal a wet spot on the bed between her legs. “Damn it, another dream about her..” Kailey exclaimed. “Her” was Cheyenne, Kailey’s best friend. She’s wanted Cheyenne ever since that one sleepover when they were 13 where they dared each other to get naked and ended up kissing the rest of the night. The tired, yet aroused, teen wipes some sweat off her ample breasts, but her hand slowly starts sliding down her body until her fingers disappear between her legs. As she’s playing with herself, her breathing becomes louder and more erratic, almost as if she’s gasping for air.      The lust-filled fantasy of fucking Cheyenne senseless until they both pass out on each other from dozens of orgasms is abruptly ended by Kailey’s alarm going off. As the loud ringing goes off, she jumps and quickly pulls her fingers out of her tight little hole before groaning and shutting it off. The whole ordeal ruins the mood for her and she slowly gets out of bed, pulls the soaked sheets off the bed, and tosses them in the laundry basket. She sighs and lets out a quiet “fuck” before leaving her room and walking down the hall naked to the bathroom where she sees a note on the door from her mother.     “The removable shower head is broken”     “Fucking hell..” Kailey groans to herself.     Kailey always used the removable shower head to pleasure herself in the shower or bath tub in the morning because she doesn’t prefer her fingers. So with that being broken, she’s becoming very sexually frustrated.      “I just want to fucking cum.” She yells in her mind.     After showering, she uses a towel to dry herself off and then blow dries her hair. She exits the bathroom naked and walks back to her room and notices the her clock. She yells “fuck” when she realizes she has 10 minutes to get to school and quickly grabs a pair of skinny jeans and a tight-fitting tank top with a zip up hoodie, completely forgetting about a bra or underwear. Once dressed, she grabs her bag and heads out the door just in time to catch the bus. She heads to the back of the bus where she normally sits with Cheyenne whose fallen asleep, so she gently sits down next to her to keep from waking her. Cheyenne groans and then rests her head on Kailey’s shoulder, giving Kailey a great view of her cleavage in her tank top. Kailey can’t help but bite her lip and moan quietly while rubbing her thighs together as she watches the woman she loves sleep on her. Soon her fantasies start to run wild and, without realizing it, she starts rubbing her pussy through her pants.      “Is someone cold?” Cheyenne says after yawning. Kailey snaps out of her fantasy when she hears Cheyenne’s voice and pulls her hand away from her pussy. She looks at Cheyenne who then points at Kailey’s chest and then Kailey looks down to see her state of arousal made her nipples hard, and quickly puts her hands on her boobs. “Shit umm..” Kailey mumbles, blushing furiously. “If you were horny, just say it.” Cheyenne casually says. Kailey just bites her lip and looks at her. Cheyenne looks back at her and suddenly places her hand on Kailey’s right breast, which causes her to gasp. But soon they’re fun is ended with the bus arriving at school. They both make an irritated groan and make their way into the school. To Kailey, the day feels like it’s dragging on as slowly as possible and she dozes off in ever class, daydreaming about Cheyenne. Then she remembers that she forgot panties and looks down to check for a wet spot. “Fuck…” Kailey whispers to herself. She notices a wet spot forming and immediately crosses her legs, hoping she won’t have to stand up for anything. Once the bell rings for her last class, she’s the first one out the door and she walks to Cheyenne’s locker. After waiting for what seems like forever, she starts wondering where Cheyenne is but then she suddenly receives a text from her. It reads “Wait until theres no one left in the hall and then stay by my locker”. Kailey quickly feels that warm, tingling, wet sensation in her pants again as she notices the last teacher locking their door and leaving. Now that she’s alone, she continues to become more and more wet as she waits for Cheyenne. But Kailey starts to grow impatient and decides to go wait by the window. She stares out the window at the field for a few minutes before Cheyenne suddenly comes up behind her and slides her left hand up Kailey’s tank top and her right hand down her pants.

Chapter 0 - Cold

    They said it began the winter of 2014, but Garrett knew better. He had seen the “polar vortex” coming, as they called it at the time. How he had seen it coming even he couldn't explain. Call it intuition. Call it instinct. Call it being a child of the Appalachian wilderness.     He could feel the change in his bones. Like mother nature had gotten sick of acting like the mature, responsible adult in her relationship with man. Forgiving his transgressions. Overlooking his abuses. And, over time, decided it was her time to be the abuser. Her time to get angry.     Garrett had seen it coming. So while the politicians talked, he prepared. While they endlessly argued about the causes, he stockpiled. While they paid tribute to the hundreds, to the thousands, to the millions dead, he built. While they argued still more about what to do now that the damage was already done, he trained.     It wasn't like what the masses had expected. When they expected warmth, the temperature dropped. When they expected cold, the temperature rose. July 4, 2015, Houston, TX: -51°F. New Years Day, 2018, Chicago, IL: 123°F. Labor Day, 2019, Phoenix, AZ: 148°F. Valentine's Day, 2025, Minneapolis, MN: -90°F.     The extremes were brutal and unpredictable. Seasons became only relative measures of warmth and cold as the earth's climate heaved like a woman giving birth. Swinging through cycles in 3, 5, sometimes 7 year shifts. No one could stop it. No one could predict it.     And so they didn't try. They migrated, like birds. Over 100 million people, the surviving population of the U.S., moving north and south in massive waves of humanity. Into the only regions that remained close to temperate during each climate shift. Only a handful staying behind in the cities. Barely holding onto civilization while mother nature demanded recompense for a century of debts.     But not Garrett. He was prepared. For anything.     Except, perhaps, for sewing. The middle aged man growled angrily as the needle stabbed his tough, leathery skin again. Once upon a time, he had taught himself how to sew. He was pretty good at it, actually. But two decades of heat and cold – and age – had turned his fingers into clubs. And the torn overalls he now tried to repair were quickly becoming more frustrating than they were worth.     The fire crackled in the quiet room and he sat up straight. His ears straining over the sounds of wood fire and howling wind. Crunching. Snow underfoot. Rhythmic but uneven. Someone was approaching his cabin. Stumbling toward his door.     He grabbed the 357 revolver from it's niche beside his dining table and took a defensive position next to the heavy wood door. Seconds later he heard the banging of fists against it.     “Help!” The voice was high and feminine, almost the same pitch as the wind blowing over his chimney.     “Please! Help me!” Garrett pursed his lips. He wasn't in the habit of helping strangers. Especially with armed thugs robbing people for a book of matches. But she might have something valuable on her. And her voice sounded genuinely desperate.     He opened the hatch to the tiny peephole he had drilled in the door, breaking it away from a surrounding chunk of ice with the butt of his gun. The moonlight was dim, but his eyes slowly shifted. A single woman stood huddled in the snowdrift. Her body bundled in a heavy parka and snow pants. The garments were expensive twenty years ago. They were priceless today.     With a quick plan and a grunt, Garrett lifted the heavy 4x4 post barring the door and swung it open.     “Thank you! Than- OH!” In a single motion, he grabbed the young woman by the arm and tossed her like a rag doll into his home, then swung the door shut behind her. The gun was quickly trained on her fearful form in the middle of the room.     “You alone?” He barked. She stared up at him, wide eyed at the gun pointed at her.     “Are you alone?” He repeated. She nodded hesitantly. She seemed genuinely frightened. Not the look of someone with reinforcements ready to rescue her. He relaxed his grip on the gun.     “Take off your clothes.”     She blinked in surprise. “What?”     “Take off your clothes.” He growled. “Or go back out in the snow.”     “Why?” She insisted.     He said nothing. He owed her nothing. He was the one being generous here. Slowly, she removed her parka, revealing a pretty face, no more than twenty years old, and long brown hair tied back in a pony tail.     “Give it here.” He demanded. She tossed the bright purple coat over to him. He was right. It was expensive. As was the insulated clothing she wore under it. He stuffed it in a footlocker behind him.     “Two reasons,” He offered, rewarding her obedience with an explanation. “One, I need to make sure you're not carrying a weapon.” He grabbed her boots and snow pants from her as they came off. “And two, I need collateral.”     “Collateral?” She asked, staring at him in a layer of stretchy, synthetic fiber that clung tightly to her trim body.     He grew stern. “All of it.” He expected her to refuse. To begin balling and begging for mercy. Or bargaining for her modesty with money. She did neither. Instead, she began to undress.      Pursing her lips, the newfound warmth in her body making her both more compliant and more frustrated with the situation, the girl proceeded to remove the rest of her clothing. Inch by inch a strong, lithe body came into view. Healthier than anyone he had seen in a long time. Stunningly beautiful.      The sight of her standing naked before him made Garrett smile. Aside from some twenty year old porn and a few weather-beaten strippers during his last trip into Pittsburgh, he hadn't seen a woman's body in a very long time. Certainly not a body this attractive.     “Collateral.” He finally continued, making her wait naked and shivering in the middle of the room while he padlocked the chest into which he had put her clothes. “You try to steal from me, I sell them. They're probably worth more than anything you could take from this cabin, anyway.”     She sighed and nodded, covering herself as best she could with her hands. “Fine. Not like I have a choice.”     “No, you don't.” He agreed. “And speaking of money, how exactly will you be paying for your time here?”     For the first time, she looked uncertain of herself and swallowed hard. “Paying?”     “Yes, paying.” He reiterated, taking a step toward her. “That heat you're enjoying isn't free. Neither is the food I'm sure you're going to want to eat from my pantry.”     She glanced back and forth between his face and his right hand nervously, eyeing the gun he still held. “I... don't have any money.”     “That's a problem.” Garrett responded, approaching still closer. “I suppose you could trade me that lovely coat of yours.”     “How would I leave?” She asked incredulously.     “Through the front door. Into the snow. You might get a half a mile without it, if the weather cooperates.” He was menacingly close now, towering over her with shaggy hair, a long unkempt beard, and grizzled skin.      She stared up at him, her expression slowly growing less fearful and more defiant. “I can help you.”     He laughed wryly, but it sounded more like a growl. “I've lived out here, alone, for thirty years. What can you possibly offer me?”      She paused, as if making up her mind, then dropped her hands and let him see her body. “Maybe... a woman's touch?”     “I don't need decorating tips.”     She stepped forward and he felt her hands reach for the zipper of his canvas overalls, her eyes sparkling as she did so. “I don't mean that kind of touch.”     He smirked, sizing her up. Her previous boldness making sense now. “You done this before, little girl?”     As if in response, she slipped her hand through the fly and fished for his cock, wrapping her fingers around it in a cool grip that made his skin tingle.      “I've done what I need to survive.” Dropping to her knees, she pulled his manhood through the opening and took him into her mouth. Her hands may have been cold, but her lips and tongue were plenty warm as he quickly stiffened under their touch.     “Mmm...” He murmured, finally setting the gun on the table behind him. “It's been a long time. A long, long time.”     “You sure I don't have anything to offer?” She joked, pausing to jack him off with the thick layer of saliva she left behind.     “Stop talking.” Garrett grunted, grabbing her head and pulling her mouth back onto his cock. She was right of course. He tried to pretend that he was utterly self-sufficient. Without need of anyone else in the whole world. But the fellatio she gave him now proved him wrong.     “What's your name?” He asked after a few minutes, releasing his hold on her head.     “Oh, so now I'm allowed to talk?” She asked sarcastically.     “Yes.” He answered brutishly. “What is it?”     She rolled her eyes. “Marie. And yours?”     “Garrett.”     “Nice to meet you Garrett.” Comically, they shook hands like two guests meeting at a party, even as she knelt naked before his dick, wet with her saliva. “So we're being civilized now?”     He was in no mood for her attitude. “You finish here, I give you dinner.”     “And after dinner?”     He shrugged. “We'll see.”     She nodded. “I can live with that.” With renewed fervor, Marie set to work on pleasuring Garrett with her mouth. The promise of a hot meal bringing new energy to her work.     “Fuck.” Garrett groaned, grabbing her head once again. He couldn't remember the last time he had gotten a blowjob, but this felt exceptional nonetheless. Exceptional and long over due.     “That's it. That's it.” He sighed. “Don't... stop... fuck.” Clawing his fingers through her hair, he held her in place as his body spasmed and semen surged over her tongue. The taste of cum filling her mouth, Marie lurched against his grip, refusing it swallow it. Allowing the gooey white load to flow out the corners of her mouth. Splattering in messy strings across her neck, breasts, and the floor beneath her. Until he finally released his hold and sent her stumbling backwards.     She spit out the remaining contents of her mouth and wiped it away with the back of her hand, gasping for breath. Garrett, meanwhile, simply took a deep breath and put his dick away. He walked to the sink and threw a rag at her, making her yelp at the cold, wet cloth.     “Clean up your mess. I'll check on dinner.”      Marie glared at him angrily for a moment, then sighed and shook her head, washing the semen and spittle from her face and body before wiping up the floor.     “Can I at least have some clothes back?” She asked tossing the rag back into the sink. “I'm freezing.”     He looked at her sideways from beside the pot of soup that he had just transferred from the fireplace to the counter. “No, you were freezing. Then I let you in. Now you're not.”     She rolled her eyes. “Come on, man. Something? Anything?”     “There's a blanket by the fireplace.” He permitted reluctantly.     “Thanks.” She spat back sarcastically. She wandered over to the fireplace and grabbed the wool blanket from its hook, wrapping the fire-warmed fabric around her naked torso. Truth be told, what he had given her was probably warmer than any of the clothing locked away and she knew it.     “So how cold is it out there anyway?” She asked, crouching by the burning logs to warm herself.     Garrett was unused to small talk and it showed. “What does it matter? We're not out there.”     “Geez, I'm just curious.” She scowled.     He let out a sigh. “Thermometer bottoms out at -60. Below that.”     “Shit.” Marie gasped. “I really would have frozen to death.”     Garrett nodded, then glanced back at her. “What were you doing out there anyway?”     “Trying to get from Philly to Pittsburgh. Snowmobile ran out of gas. I thought I could make it on foot. Probably should have just made camp, huh?”     He shook his head. “You would have died either way.”     She snickered at the grim assessment. “Thanks.” She crept up behind him. “What are we having anyway?”     Garrett stifled a growl at her unwanted intrusion into his cooking space. “Potato soup.”     “That all?” He looked back at her with a glare and she smiled. “I'm kidding. Lighten up. Potato soup is great.”     He snorted at her joke. “There are bowls in the cupboard.”     Marie peered inside and pulled out the only two bowls with a laugh. “Glad I didn't bring company.”     “If you had brought company, you'd be dead in the snow right now.” He offered. “I don't like strangers.”     “Really? With your handsome charm and bubbly personality? I never would have guessed.”     He yanked the bowls from her hand. “You're awfully smug for someone who just sucked my cock for a bowl of soup.”     She pursed her lips, her expression growing even more haughty and disdainful. “I try to find a silver lining in bad situations.”     “And what's the silver lining here?” He asked, handing her a full bowl.     “At least I'm getting a bowl of soup out of it. I've sucked cock for a lot less.”     A grin broke through his gruff exterior and he allowed himself to move past his frustration. “Fair enough.”      Pushing aside the half-sewn overalls he had been working on, the pair sat across from each other at the cabin's only table.     “This is a nice place you've got here.” Marie commented, glancing around the room as she ate. “Running water. Fireplace. Kinda cozy, in a serial killer sort of way.”     Garrett grunted at her compliment, but said nothing else. Allowing a deep silence to descend upon their eating. Which made it even more surprising when he was the one to finally break it.      “What's in Pittsburgh?”     “Huh?” Marie asked in surprise.     “Pittsburgh. You said you were going there.”     “Oh right.” She nodded. “Actually... nothing.”     “Nothing?”     “Nope.”     Garrett scowled at her. “You risked your life... traveled 200 miles... for nothing.”     Marie shrugged. “I needed to get away. I don't stay in one place very long.”     “You got any family? Parents?”     “Probably.” She answered flatly. “They're migrants. Lost track of them a couple years ago.” He nodded and grew quiet again. They weren't so unalike, in some ways. No family. No attachments. Marie used her freedom to move around. Garrett used his to stay put. But neither of them had any interest in impractical things like relationships or friendship.     “You done?” He asked as she slurped the last drops from the bowl in a thoroughly unladylike manner. She wiped her mouth with her hand and nodded.     “It was good.” He took the bowls to the sink and rinsed them out, not bothering to wash them any more than he had to, as was his habit. He felt Marie come up behind him, her pale white arms wrapping around his torso as she pressed her body against his.     “So...” She whispered in his ear. “What now?”     He had a good idea of what came next, but decided to play dumb. “Usually, after dinner I go to sleep.”     “Can I join you?” He felt her hands move lower, reaching for his manhood through his clothes. He turned and discovered that she had left the blanket covering her behind.     “Sure, but I'm not sure how comfortable you'll be. I don't have a bed.”     She blinked and looked around, surprised by the observation. “Huh... where do you sleep?”     “On the floor, in front of the fireplace.”     She nodded and turned back to him. “Sounds cozy.”     He chuckled. “It's not. But it's warm.”     “That's all I'm looking for.” She looked around the cabin again. “So, you don't have a bed. Do you have a bathroom?”     “Yeah, it's through that door.” She flashed him an appreciative grin and pranced her naked butt into the second of the cabin's only two above ground rooms. Garrett sighed and shook his head. Try as he might to deny it, he was beginning to like her.     Tugging off his boots and unzipping his overalls, a familiar aroma of body odor wafted towards his nostrils. He hadn't bathed in weeks. Nor shaved. Nor groomed in pretty much any way. He wandered over to a nearby shelf and retrieved an ancient bottle of cologne. Spraying it where he thought he needed it most, then quickly putting it away as the bathroom door reopened.     Marie smelled it almost immediately. “Garrett, are you trying to impress me?”     He opened his mouth for an explanation, but nothing came out. She had caught him red handed. If not trying to impress her, at least trying not to offend her.     “There's... um... some blankets and pillows in that dresser.” He suggested awkwardly, turning away from her and pretending to busy himself with the still unrepaired overalls on the table.     “What happened to those?” She appeared beside him unexpectedly, causing him to stab himself in the thumb with the needle once again.     Wincing, Garrett sucked the droplet of blood away. “Tore them chopping wood.” He murmured.     “So that's where these muscles came from.” She noted, running her hands over his strong shoulders, her surprisingly soft fingers feeling delicious on his skin.     “Suppose so.” He grunted, trying to look unimpressed as she massaged the knots in his neck and delts, but secretly delighting in the feminine touch.     “Come here. I'm cold.” She urged him, tugging on his arm as she pulled him toward the makeshift bed. He wondered what he looked like to her. A big hairy brute probably. At least a foot taller than her. Almost twice her weight. While she danced ahead of him like a porcelain snow fairy.     She pulled back the covers and they climbed underneath together. The warmth of the fire suddenly felt inconsequential compared to the warmth of their bodies. He leaned in to kiss her, but she giggled as their lips met.     “Sorry. It's just... that's a lot of facial hair.”     He shrugged, somewhat sheepishly. “It keeps me warm.”     “I bet.” She reached up and laid her hand upon his cheek. Letting her fingers comb through the tangle of his course beard in firm gentle strokes, each knot slowly yielding to her touch until the length became almost soft under her fingers.     “You're beautiful.” He hadn't intended to say it. Hadn't even intended to think it. Yet the words spilled out unbidden.     Marie blushed. “And you are... hairy.” She finally giggled, letting her hand move to his chest and comb through the curly mat she found there. “And strong.” Her hand moved further south, across rock hard pecs and abs. “And kinda sexy, in your own way.”     Her fingers found their goal and wrapped around his stiff manhood. Tugging on it in quick, firm strokes. He leaned in to kiss her again and this time she let him. Allowing herself to melt into his embrace.     Garrett hadn't been with a woman in over a decade, but somehow it seemed impossible to wait another second longer. Quickly, forcefully, he pushed Marie onto her back and climbed over her. For a moment, she seemed ready and eager for him to enter her. And then her eyes flew open.     “Fuck... wait.” A look of anxiety swept over her eyes. “You don't happen to have a condom, do you?”      The question was almost absurd. “If I did, it'd be older than you.”     She sighed. “I cannot get pregnant.”     He scowled, trying to understand what that meant. “OK?”     She pursed her lips, then leaned up and kissed him quickly. “You're lucky I like you.” Scrambling underneath him, Marie flipped herself over onto her stomach, laying her head on her arm. “Alright. Be gentle.”     Garrett stared down at her, trying to make sure he had put the pieces together correctly. “You mean... but... are you sure?”     She smiled, her eyes still closed, her body relaxed. “You're not the first. You won't be the last.”     Garrett's heart leapt into his chest. He had never done this before. Never conceived of a situation where he would want to or need to. Yet, Marie had made him so desperate for release that the very thought drove him wild with lust.     If Garrett was out of practice with making love to a woman, he was completely unpracticed at this. Fumbling to find his mark, he slid a hand between her buttocks and probed for her backdoor. It felt impossibly tight to his touch. Marie giggled underneath him.     “Your hands are so rough. Here, this might help.” She half spit, half drooled onto a pair of fingertips, then reached back and spread the saliva over her asshole. “I'll guide you.”     He felt his cock in her hand. Pulling him forward. Squirming between the beautifully soft cushions of her ass cheeks. Wedging against the tight orifice.     He pulled her hand away and took over. Pushing his cock against the muscle until he felt it give way. Stretching until he thought he would tear her in two. And then sliding into the tunnel behind.     He laid his body against hers. Bracing himself until he was comfortably pressed against her back. Letting his cock sit inside its newfound home. He kissed her cheek and heard a long, shaky breath whistle through Marie's lips.     “You're beautiful.” He repeated, this time with a conscious decision to do so.     She grinned, her face etched with tension. “You are... big. Very big.”     Testing the waters, he inched himself out, then slid back in again. Marie's eyes flew open and then rolled back in head.     “Does it hurt?” He asked, half out of concern, half out of curiosity.     “Keep going.”     “But does it -”     “Keep going.” She insisted. He complied, moving in and out in longer and longer strokes. Feeling the tight muscles of her anus ripple around his cock as he sodomized her.     Marie's face was tense, but expressionless. A mask to whatever she felt as he moved through her with ever increasing speed.     “Harder.”     Garrett was surprised to hear the word. “Are you-”     “Harder.” He felt her move underneath him. Pushing her ass against him. Grinding her buttocks against his pelvis, his cock keyholed inside her. “Fuck me like a dog.”     He backed up and pulled himself out, rising to an upright kneeling position as she moved onto all fours. He had no difficulty finding his target this time. Nor any difficulty getting inside. On the contrary, his cock squeezed into her asshole with surprising ease. In moments, he was pounding his cock inside it. Clutching her hips tightly as his own thrust forward with breathtaking speed.     “Fuck yes!” Marie screamed, tossing her head forward. One hand clutching the blanket until her knuckled turned bright white. The other, reaching underneath her to rub at her pussy. Masturbating furiously as he brutally penetrated her. Until suddenly her entire body shook in orgasm.     She pulled away and quickly crawled around to face him. Her cheeks were flushed red, her eyes red with tears, but a tremendous smile still lit up her face.     “Lay down.” She demanded, pushing him backwards, off the blankets. Climbing on top of him. Straddling his cock. Reaching behind her and sliding it back into its tight forbidden entry.     Garrett stared up at her in amazement. His mind numb by the young woman's wild sexuality and stunning beauty.     “You like my tits, don't you?” She asked rhetorically. Her tits? Yes, he liked her tits. Soft, round, and natural, they swayed delightfully on her chest as she rolled her hips on top of him. Sliding his cock in and out of her body.     He liked everything about her. From her tits to her wasplike waist to her creamy white skin, sparkling brown eyes, pouty pink lips. Had she been a statue, he would have worshipped her. She was a goddess to him.     She leaned over his body, straining to inch forward just enough for their lips to meet without taking him from her body. As she did, though, he caught her in his arms, lifted her up in his strong grasp, and pushed her onto her back. She pulled her legs back into a wide V and he crouched low between them, sliding cock back within her asshole.     She giggled. “You're getting the hang of this.”     He grinned devilishly down at her, pounding his cock merciless into her. “Cum for me again. I want to watch you do it.”     She smiled broadly and reached down between her legs. Swirling her fingers against her clit. Rubbing her pussy harder and more fervently. Until finally two fingers slipped inside her and she thrust them in and out of her pussy in time with his pistoning of her ass.     “That's it. That's it.” She moaned, staring up at Garrett with longing in her eyes. Whimpering her every thought. “So close. So close. Yes. Yes! Fuck yes!” Her body shuddered again in orgasm. Twitching spastically as the climax rolled over her.     For Garrett, it was the last straw. Try as he might to hold off, he felt the orgasm coming without his permission. A great wave of cum emptying suddenly. Until his cock slowly withered inside her and he felt his seed trickle out onto the blankets beneath them.      He collapsed in a heap beside her. Her body glowing with perspiration, his body covered in sweat. “You are beautiful.” He offered for the third time.     She smiled and patted him on the chest. “So I can stay the night?”     He nodded. “You can stay.”

Chapter 0 - The Seed

Asha moved nervously through the winding labyrinth of dimly lit corridors, the lights on her groundsuit only barely revealing her path. The terrain underneath her feet wasn't rock or earth. It was soft, rubbery, and warm to the touch. Covered in a thick slime that made her skin tingle when she touched it and clouded her thoughts with strange images. The air around her was humid and tinged with a rich, musky odor that was not altogether unfamiliar to her. She slipped briefly on the slick floor, the heel of her boot coming down hard on the pliable surface. Instantly she felt a vibration reverberate through the chamber. Was it a warning? Or an invitation? Neither option relieved Asha's anxiety much. She had been sent on this mission for one reason and one reason only: she was a woman. The only woman on her ship, in fact. The male crewmembers could have done it, of course. It might not have been very pleasant for them, but they would have survived. Many had come before and lived to tell about it. But Asha was a woman, which meant she was ideally suited to the task. The cruna would like her, they said. She would enjoy it, they insisted. Plenty of women would beg to be in her place, they urged. It was worth a fortune, they pleaded. That was what put her over the edge, though. Worth a fortune. And she would get half of it. Enough to get off this rust bucket barge they flew. Enough, possibly, to buy her own ship. Her own crew. Enough to make someone else walk into a cruna. Enough to make a man do it. The idea made her smile. Lost in her thoughts of riches and vengeance, she stopped to rest and absentmindedly put her hand against the gooey wall. She felt it immediately. The connection. A momentary blending of thought, emotion, and sensation that made her gasp for breath. She pulled her hand away quickly, but the feeling lingered. Dancing on her skin like a thousand fingertips. It was stronger now. Much stronger. She must be close. If she closed her eyes, she could almost see her goal, as if looking through the creature's eye. As if looking through the creature's mind. And in a moment, she knew they were right. The cruna did like her. So much that it scared her. And yet that fear didn't stop her. Didn't even slow her down. She wound through the tunnels, her legs carrying her even faster. Her feet finding their way through wet and slime as if she had done it a thousand times before. As if this were her home. Asha was almost in a full sprint when she finally emerged into the central chamber, but she pulled to a stop abruptly. She had seen all of this in her mind, but witnessing it firsthand took her breath away. A vaulted cavern of neon blue bioluminescence that glistened off every drop of viscous moisture collecting on the ceiling, then falling in great drops into the pool of liquid underneath. Falling on Asha's head as well. Such that, in seconds, her body was drenched in fragrant ooze. She no longer cared. In fact, the longer she lingered, the less any of this bothered her. This was the creature's welcome. She should be grateful that it was so tremendously excited to see her. She should return the creature's welcome. Instinctively cupping her hands in front her, Asha caught several of the heavy drops in them, then brought them to her mouth and ran her tongue through the fluid. The flavor was as strong as the odor, but not unpleasant. Bitter, yet softened by a strange sweetness. Like the syrup of some alien honeycomb. As she contemplated this strange substance, the ground vibrated softly underneath her. Ahead of her, in the very center of the pond filling this chamber, a solitary island rose up out of the mire. And on top of it... the cruna pod. Her goal. Asha's heart began to thump in her chest. She knew what she must do. Not simply because her captain had instructed her to do so. But because the cruna had told her. Quickly, decisively, she unfastened the collar of her soggy groundsuit and pushed it to the ground around her feet. Naked and alone in the middle of an alien world, she felt exposed and vulnerable, but she knew there was no other way. She wriggled out of the built-in boots of the suit and gingerly set her bare feet upon the spongy ground underneath her. For a moment, she couldn't move. Couldn't even breath. The connection. It was so strong here. Such that she could see herself standing there. The swell of her breasts. The curve of her hips. Her pale skin. Her strong muscles. She looked so small, so fragile, against the immense presence of the cruna. The contrast intimidated her, but it didn't frighten her. She knew for sure now that the cruna liked her. Why, she couldn't say. She was totally unlike the creature's own kind. But it liked her. And it wanted her to come closer. For a moment, she resisted. This was crazy. Utterly ludicrous. To do this to herself for a few credits. For a mountain of credits. For any amount of credits. And yet, the words of her captain swam around in her head. Plenty of women had gone into chambers like these. Plenty had come out unharmed. Even if the cruna rejected her, it wouldn't hurt her. And if it liked her, she would probably enjoy herself. Oh, would she enjoy herself. Asha realized calmly that the thoughts she had were not her own. They were her memories, for the most part. But someone, something, was bringing them to the surface. Speaking to her in the only way she could understand. “OK. I'll do it.” She spoke out loud for the first time since she had lost communication with her ship. Not for the cruna's benefit, of course, but for her own. She walked a few feet forward, stepping hesitantly into the pool. The liquid was as thick as molasses, yet more oily than sticky, and warm. Surprisingly pleasant on her skin. The pool grew deeper the further she walked. Knee deep. Waist deep. Chest deep. Until each step took enormous strength to move through the heavy viscosity. There was no hurry, though. For once, she could be sure her crewmates wouldn't leave her stranded. Their payday rested on her return as well. Even as the ground fell out from under her feet, she wasn't worried. It was easy to float on such dense liquid. A few kicks and a breaststroke later and she was climbing the small mound at the center. What had looked smooth from a distance was actually far more irregular up close and her feet found places to stand even with the slick goo covering her body. She reached the top and swallowed hard. The pod had opened while she swam. Peeling back in four leaves to reveal a cavity inside, filled with fluid. She dipped her hand into the pool. It was different than the rest. Still warm, but thin and watery. She tasted it and found that the bitter of the other was gone. It was pure nectar of the sweetest sort. “It's now or never, Asha.” She told herself. Yet, even as she said it, she knew that “never” wasn't even an option. Not anymore. Climbing up one of the folded-back leaves, she swiveled around until her feet dangled into the center of the pod. Then, pulse racing, limbs trembled, lowered herself inside. The water rose to her neck before her feet touched the bottom. The moment they did, Asha's heart skipped a beat and she screamed briefly to see the pod begin to close. Each of the four leaves curling up and sealing shut in the elongated spheroid shape she had see before. Frantically, she tried to climb out, but the opening at the top was already too far away. Likewise, she tried to force the pod open at the seams, but it wouldn't budge. In a matter of seconds, she was enveloped in darkness. No one had told her it would do that. Not one word. If she escaped alive, she would kill her captain for keeping this from her. But, then again, perhaps he didn't know. Or, perhaps, there was something abnormal about this cruna. Something dangerous. Yet, just as her terror was reaching its peak, a light came on. The same bioluminescence that lit the chamber outside was glowing under her feet. Filtering through the clear liquid until it danced on the curved ceiling above. She was still trapped, but somehow being able to see her prison made the experience more bearable. “Are you injured?” She could swear she had just heard a voice, yet it seemed almost immediately like it had been her imagination. “Are you injured?” It was an odd sensation. Audible and yet... not. More real than a memory, yet not real at all. The pieces began to fall into place for Asha. “No, I'm OK.” She said aloud. “Are you injured?” The voice repeated yet again. Asha realized her mistake. “No, I'm OK.” She said inside her mind, focusing her thoughts as much as she could. “Good. I did not wish to frighten you.” The cruna reassured her, her own focus seeming to reinforce the creature's communication. “You are welcome here. You are very...” The words trailed off, but Asha gasped as a sensation mixed with memories of her journey into the cruna raced over her body and through her mind. It was odd, but the sight of herself walking through the tunnels, touching the walls, even stumbling clumsily, it was all very... arousing. “Is that how I make you feel?” She asked curiously, her head swimming. “No. What I feel you cannot understand. I am cruna. You are not.” She nodded. “But it's close?” “It is parallel.” “Does that mean you're... male?” She asked, trying to understand the creature and the feelings it left inside her. “I am cruna.” “I know, but... do you have a gender?” “I am cruna. I am...cruna. I am...” For a moment, the creature's confusion overwhelmed her. Causing her to collapse against the wall of the pod in dizzy disorientation. And yet, as her hands met the warm, damp flesh, her thoughts began to coalesce into a memory. At least, that's what it seemed at first. The event had actually taken place, of that she was sure. But her mind was pulled into two different directions. Until she was looking through two different sets of eyes. She was in the ship's auxiliary cargo hold. Crowded with sealed crates and drums. The air thick with the smell of industrial lubricant from the heavy lift machinery hanging over her head. Almost unbearably hot from the poorly insulated plasma conduits running exposed on one wall. And then she saw herself through another's eyes. Felt his passion for her. His longing to embrace her as he squeezed through a narrow corridor between two large containers. The feel of her tiny body in his huge arms as he embraced her tightly. Kissed her. Groped at her body. “Are we alone?” “The ship's asleep. No one will be poking around here.” “Good.” She looked into his eyes. Saw the desire in them. Smiled at the intensity of his lust for her. Then set to work opening the front flap on his flight suit. Dropping to her knees. Taking his stiff cock into her mouth. The images became more confused. She could feel him in her mouth. Yet also feel her mouth around him. Feel the intense pleasure of lips against shaft. Tongue against testicle. Even as her lips stretched tight around his manhood and her hand tugged at the base of his cock. He pulled her to her feet. She felt herself spun around and bent over a PTR barrel. Felt his frustration as the clasp on the rear flap of her flightsuit jammed. Giggled excitedly as it tore loose from the fabric. And then... then... then he was inside her. And she could feel him moving within her. And she could feel him moving within her. She could feel... all of it. And it was so much. It was... too much. Asha screamed as her body convulsed in orgasm. Quivering against the wall of the pod. Pressing her naked body against it. Drinking in the cruna's mind even as it overwhelmed her. “Don't stop.” She begged, feeling it withdraw. Feeling the memory fade into the fleeting images she had previously known of her brief affair with the captain of her last assignment. “Do you understand?” She had almost forgotten her original question, but instantly she understood the answer. The cruna was not male or female. It was more like... a flower. A self-pollinating flower. Its seeds each an immature, genetically identical copy of itself. Waiting to be planted on some distant planet. But needing a vessel. A shell. A fruit, to continue the analogy. A body, sweet and succulent, warm and moist, to carry the seeds away. A body like the cruna's. A body like Asha's own. She understood why the cruna's feelings for her were so confused. The cruna's offspring were already born. Waiting like ungerminated seeds to be planted. And the mind that connected to hers was an amalgam of both parent and child. So while the adult cruna might see her as mate and sexual partner, the child crunas saw her as food and home and surrogate mother. They desired her, craved her, but for completely different reasons. This was unlike anything she had expected when she entered this place. The weight of responsibility felt crushing on her shoulders. And the hunger she felt from the children waiting to enter her was more than a little frightening. What would they do to her? Everyone had insisted that she would come out alive. Unharmed. But she felt the intense compulsion these things had to be inside her. Her heart began to race with doubt and anxiety. “Please... I don't know if I can do this. Let me go. I need to think.” “No. It has already begun.” She felt something touch her leg and looked down in surprise. It was difficult to see through the shifting distortions of the liquid that surrounded her, but she was sure she saw a shadow pass in front of the lights at her feet. Something was moving, stirring up the liquid around her. She tried to reach down and fend it off, but it was too low, the water level too high, and she didn't want to risk becoming trapped with her head beneath the surface. For a while, it seemed to avoid touching her, but soon it wrapped tighter. And she realized there were two of them. Winding around her legs. Pulling them apart so gently that she didn't even realize it was happening until her feet were almost touching the opposite walls. “Oh god no! Please, let me go! I'm not ready for this.” “It has begun. My children are in control. I cannot stop it.” She thrashed against the things holding her, but they held her in a firm grip. Another spiraled around her waist. She could see it now. A pale blue tentacle the width of her wrist. It's flesh translucent and undulating with muscular contractions. She screamed again, beating against the walls of the pod within her reach. But two more tentacles had dropped from the ceiling and quickly caught her arms in motion. Their flesh strong and slimy. Dragging her arms to her sides before the one at her waist quickly wound its way further up. Spiraling around her breasts and pinning her arms against her body. She was immobilized. Her body wriggling mere fractions of an inch within the slick embrace of the tentacles binding her. “Don't be afraid.” She could feel the cruna moving inside her mind again. Tugging at images of happiness, peace, and contentment. Laying naked on the beach of Alpha Crucis 3 with the heat of two suns beating down on her. Hugging her parents as she graduated with honors from flight academy. Making love to a long forgotten crewman after a night of poker and Aruelian whiskey. For a moment, she went still, the images numbing her mind momentarily. And then she saw it. A single tentacle dangling in front of her. Staring at her. Of course, it didn't have real eyes. The end tapered into a roughly phallic shape before curling smoothly into a wide opening, at least an inch across, which flexed rhythmically with the ripple of the tentacle's muscles. The dark orifice surrounded by blue flesh gave her the distinct impression of a pupil and iris, however, and she found herself in a stare-down with it. “What do you want?” She asked aloud, knowing the cruna couldn't communicate that way. Yet, almost in response, the tentacle slithered forward. Toward her head. Toward her mouth. Until Asha reared back her head by the little movement available to her neck. Screaming through her nose as she felt it kiss her lips. Writhing against her mouth as it tried to find a way inside. “Don't fight it. You can't stop them.” As if to prove it's point, she felt yet another tentacle touch her in a far more intimate area between her legs. Probing at her womanhood. Squirming against her labia. Against her clit. The cruna began to flood her mind with sexual imagery. Every man she had ever kissed, sucked, or fucked. Every fantasy she had ever had. All of it filled her thoughts at once. And suddenly, she wasn't sure why she was fighting it. The cruna had her. It wasn't going to let her go. But this was why she had come, wasn't it? To be taken by this creature. To let it violate her with its seeds. Until she became a walking treasure chest of precious crunite. That she understood the creature better – understood its purpose and methods and offspring – really didn't matter. She would complete her mission. And she would enjoy every minute of it. “Yes.” As if waiting for the invitation, the tentacle between her legs surged forward. She gasped as it entered her body. She had fucked a lot of men. Pleasured herself with a lot of sex toys. But nothing and no one had ever filled her like this creature did. The intensity of its penetration made her jaw drop and her heart race. The tentacle waiting by her face took the opportunity. Lurching between her lips and stretching her mouth open wide. Filling it with the bitter sweet goo she had tasted in the outer chamber. She tried to resist. Tried to pull away. But some hidden appendage at the tip of the opening had already latched onto her tongue. Anchoring itself inside her mouth such that every attempt to pull away threatened to rip it from her jaw. Asha grunted as the tentacle inside her womanhood began pulse and to... to... well, she wasn't sure what it was doing. She only knew that something felt different inside her. Like something was being touched that shouldn't be touched. It didn't hurt. It simply felt... wrong. “Your womb and your belly are open to my children. They shall take their place inside you.” Tears were streaming down Asha's face as the unknown overwhelmed her. She didn't know what that meant. Didn't know what to expect. The tentacle within her pussy pulsed again. A huge swell momentarily stretching her wide. Something moved inside her and then...Asha's body convulsed in a blinding orgasm. A pleasure like she had never known sparking every nerve ending in her body. She didn't even care that, at the same time, a similar swell had just traveled down the tentacle in her mouth. A great slimy mass of flesh, like a large squishy egg covered in goo, entered her mouth and forced its way down her throat. Unable to bite down or even move her tongue, she was forced to let it find its own way into her esophagus and then uncomfortably down into her gut. As the orgasmic haze slowly lifted from Asha's mind, she understood what was happening. The cruna was planting its seeds. Forcing its offspring into her stomach and her uterus. Each planting triggering an climactic bliss the likes of which she had never known. “How many?” She asked, seeing another swell traveling down the tentacle for her mouth. “As many as your body can contain.” The thought frightened her. Terrified her, actually. And yet, with the first two inside her, she began to connect to the offspring directly. Began to feel not just their craving for her body. But also their love and gratitude. Their utter contentment to be inside their new home, temporary though it may be. And their excitement to find a new home elsewhere.The second set of swells entered her body and she shuddered violently again with a pleasure that would never get old. The second pair only reinforced the feelings of the first. “Fill me with them. Fill every inch of me.” She directed the cruna, her mind suddenly bent of becoming home to as many of the slimy creatures as possible. “There is a way for you to take more, if you're certain.” “Do it.” Another swell met her and she groaned in an all consuming release. But when she regained her senses, she realized a third tentacle was touching her. Squirming between the cheeks of her ass. Touching her backdoor tentatively. She knew exactly what it meant. And she didn't care. “I'm ready.” The tentacle pushed harder against the tight button. It's slick body writhing inward until she felt the muscle give way with a painful ache. Felt it stretch her asshole to an agonizing extent. And then felt...Ecstasy. Pure ecstasy. As now three more of the cruna seeds were deposited inside her. Her mind cleared and she felt the tentacle pulsing and writhing deep within her asshole. Deeper than she preferred to imagine. “You have given yourself to my children?” “Yes. Give them to me. I want them. All of them.” Asha felt the tentacles binding her arms, legs, and torso release and withdraw. Felt her tongue fall slack in her mouth. But she didn't run. She didn't fight. She didn't resist. All she did was reach up and grab hold of the tentacle in her mouth. Her fingers sinking into the slimy surface as it swelled with another of the cruna's offspring. Holding it in place as the seed fell into her mouth and she swallowed it back whole. Her body shaking again with a pleasure she never wanted to end.  --- “Asha! Asha! Wake up!” Captain Terion slapped at her cheeks lightly as she slowly regained consciousness. “Wha... where...” “You're back on the ship. Doc is just getting the last of those things out of you. You did great!” She did great? What had she done? How had she gotten here? The memories were slow to return. She had spent hours inside the pod. Wave after wave of seeds implanted. Until she felt her abdomen distend in a pregnant swell. And then, just when she thought she would burst, it stopped. The tentacles retracted. The pod opened. The lake of goo she had crossed before had dissipated into a soggy spongelike surface. Heavy, unbalanced, and uncomfortable, she stumbled naked through the cruna's corridors. So weak from hours of orgasmic convulsions that when she reached the mouth of the cavern, she simply collapsed. Asha groaned and squinted in the blinding surgical bay light. She was lying naked on an upright bed, her legs splayed out in stirrups as the ship's doctor worked between them, yet feeling nothing from the waist down. “Don't worry.” Terion reassured, seeing her expression change. “The numbness and paralysis are induced. Doc didn't think you'd want to be able to feel the extraction.” “The extraction?” Asha scowled. Her heart skipped a beat. “Extraction?!” She tried to sit up, but the paralysis made that impossible. “Of course. Calm down. We had to get those things out of you.” “Where are they?” She looked around frantically. “Heril is already refining the crunite out of them. Why? ”Tears began to stream down Asha's face. “No! They were my... my...” She couldn't say it. Not simply because they would think she had gone insane. But because she couldn't admit that they were that important to her. “Last one.” Dr. Fliss announced from between her legs, holding up a single gooey orb. “Little bugger didn't want to leave.” “Put it back!” Asha bellowed out. “What?” Both men looked at her in shock. “Put it back.” She turned to her captain. “Please.” “Asha, that thing is worth a fortune.” She shook her head. “I don't care. Take it from my share of the sale. Just please put it back.” Bewildered, Terion turned to the doctor, surprised by her request but disturbed by the urgency in her voice. “Will it hurt her to leave it in?” He shook his head. “No. The creatures are only mildly parasitic. It will grow inside her for a time and then emerge on its own.” Asha stared up at him, tears in her eyes. “Please!” The captain sighed. “Well, it's your body... alright. Put it back, I guess.” Asha sighed in relief. “Thank you, Captain.” She sat back in the bed and felt the doctor reinsert the seed inside her. Felt a wave of pleasure wash over her at its implantation. And felt it connect once again to her mind. They knew why she had come. They knew that most, if not all, of the seeds would be killed for crunite. Her mind was an open book to the cruna. But like a dandelion who scatters its seeds in the wind knowing that they may never find soil, the cruna was compelled to plant its seeds in her anyway. Plant them and hope that just one might find its way to a new home. Asha smiled. She had completed one mission. And she had begun another.

Chapter 0 - Crafted with Lust

Valentina Angélica Ramos was her name. It wasn’t exactly easy to fit on a signature line, or the most interesting thing to introduce yourself as. Truth be told, it was actually kind of clunky. The only reason anyone even liked it was because she said it with an accent, which was apparently the key to getting anyone interested in anything she had to say. She had tested it once actually, reading out the back of a cereal box to her then-boyfriend using the accent she had somehow managed to pick up despite never really seeing herself as a Puerto Rican outside of legal status. That had been enough to turn him on, though perhaps that had been because she had said it while wearing an apron and nothing else.   “Oh god, harder, harder!”   Brow twitching, Valentina did her best to ignore the whorish moans of her roommate getting her cunt blasted by her latest boytoy. The walls of their shared apartment were sinfully thin, and the constant thumping of her roommate’s bedframe against the wall which their rooms shared wasn’t helping. She stared at the empty Word document on her laptop’s screen, her fingers typing a shit ton of words which meant absolutely nothing to her as she tried to bang out an essay for her history class.   Her roommate also getting banged out made that hard.   Valentina closed her laptop, her mind lingering on the mental image of her name on a license as she ignored the way her thighs squeezed together. Unlike the frustratingly loud Sara, she wasn’t one to indulge in casual sex with strangers she found mildly attractive. She had been in a rather long-term relationship up until a few months ago, when the strain between her and her boyfriend’s issues had finally become too much for them to handle. It wasn’t as if it was a bad relationship, but the two of them had wanted different things in life. He wanted to move out of the northeast and into Florida, and she very much had not. Though not the only problem the two had, it had ended up being the straw that broke the camel’s back and they split up.   This left her rather sexless, and while she had tried to go on some dates and meet new people, that hadn’t been working so far. Dating was hard when torn between college, work, and the annoying sadness of a relationship gone awry. A good handful of the dates she had gone on had been perfectly fine. A nice guy, good food, alright conversation. Perfectly adequate, but there was no spark there for her. It was just that: fine. And those were the best of the dates. All too often she ended up finding herself stuck with a guy who decided that the secret of the universe must be buried between her cleavage or lodged between her ass cheeks. Perhaps that was to be expected when her (admittedly slutty) roommate tried to hook her up with her friends. Though she used friends loosely. Really, it was just the many guys she had strung along for a fling and then never called back. The leftovers, if you wanted to be cynical.   She hadn’t minded, though that was for a rather specific reason.   Getting up from her desk, Valentina crept across her bedroom to the wall she shared with her roommate. A seemingly innocuous poster was hung up on the far right of the wall, depicting the cover to Avenged Sevenfold’s City of Evil album. Grabbing the bottom of the poster, she lifted it up to reveal a fist-sized hole in the wall. It had been made within the week the two of them had first become roommates, when she had gotten so pissed at Sara that she had punched the wall, her fist going right through the cheap material. Since neither of them wanted to admit to the landlord that they had broken the wall, they decided to simply cover it up. She had put a poster up, and Sara had put a plastic potted plant in front of it.   Peering through the fake leaves of the plant, she bit her lower lip as she saw what had been causing the noises which were plaguing her. Sara was folded up like a pretzel, pale skin sweaty and blonde hair a mess. Her petite body was being sandwiched between her bed and the man that was jackhammering into her. She was clearly getting the pounding of her life, as she drooled like an overwhelmed virgin and clawed at the sheets.   This act of voyeurism was a secret one, something which Valentina wished for no one to ever find out. It was an act born out of a month-long dry spell, something which she hadn’t experienced since high school. The sound of her roommate getting what she wanted so desperately had gotten to her, and she found herself abandoning her pride to satisfy her perverse curiosity of what the hell was going on in there. By this point, it was just a habit. Very rarely would she actually pleasure herself to the sight, as not every guy Sara brought home managed to trigger that switch in her.   It typically took a few minutes of observation before she would decide if the guy was worth the time, kind of like dating but hornier and more shameful. Today was not one of those days, as she felt the click almost instantly. Whoever this guy was, he was more than just a snack, god damn. Rippling muscles which flexed as he railed her roommate into oblivion, short light brown hair which had probably been in some sort of neatened style but was now a mess which somehow looked sexy, a slight bit of stubble which gave him a rugged look, all aesthetics which were nice on their own but never the deciding factor. It was more the vibe he gave off that did it for her.   Unlike Sara (who was a bit busy losing her damn mind), he looked completely in control of the situation. His breaths, though labored, didn’t give an impression that he was exerting himself. The slight sheen of sweat on his brow didn’t change that either, instead making her wonder just what his body smelled like. His smirk toed the line between cocky and confident just well enough to make her knees feel weak, and his enchanting green eyes were narrowed in the lustful focus that only a practiced top had. He was clearly the dominating type, and not in the cringe way that most guys tried to be. There were no overly loud profanities or porno level dialogue coming from him, just a calm whisper which she couldn’t quite make out but must’ve been good as her roommate went wild. There also wasn’t any unnecessary aggression on his part, something which most novice doms would indulge in way too much. Really, he was borderline gentle with his touch, though it was hard to tell. His steady and controlled movements felt powerful, even from just a spectator’s point of view. It was only really the slow thrusts which clued her in, as a lot of guys tended to equate rough with fast.   Was all that a lot of unnecessary detailing? Yeah, it was. But it was that sort of detail which invested her in the moment, as she quietly slipped her short shorts down her thighs and began to softly rub at her panties. Valentina rolled her tank top up, bunching it up and biting on the fabric to keep herself from making any noises as she pinched her nipple. The view was S-Tier, one of the best she had seen from Sara so far. But while that definitely got her motor going, it wouldn’t be enough to really guarantee her a really orgasmic climax. That was where the fantasy came into play, and already her mind was beginning to play one of her favorites.   Valentina walked up the stairs to the apartment her and her boyfriend shared, fitting her key into the lock as she opened the door and grumbled about her lousy day at work. Entering the apartment, a heavy pit formed in her stomach as the faint sounds of a bed creaking met her ears. Closing the door behind her, she slipped off her heels and gulped as she hesitantly made her way to the bedroom. The creaking grew louder as she got closer, her heart thumping in her chest as the voices of her boyfriend and some other woman became clear. The door to her bedroom stood before her now, looming over her sub five-foot frame as a shaky hand grasped the knob and she turned it open.   “Valentina!”   There was the love of her life, treasure of her soul, naked as the day he was born as some blonde whore rode him like a mechanical bull. His eyes were wide and face panicked, not because he felt bad for cheating on her but because he felt bad for getting caught. The blonde, meanwhile, just turned her head to the door and sneered.   “Oh look, if it isn’t the girlfriend herself. Don’t mind me, I’m just helping myself.”   Not once did the blonde stop riding her boyfriend, tight ass bouncing on his waist as she grabbed one of his hands and led it to her small breast. He didn’t even try and stop her, try and pull her off his crotch and explain himself. He just sat there, groping her chest and grunting as he fucked another woman.   “Sorry Val, I just couldn’t resist her. She’s just so much sexier than you, less fat and so much tighter.”   She groaned, hand touching her soft stomach and feeling the small amount of fat that was there. The weight she did have was all centered around her chest, thighs, and ass, but it did little to take away the sting from her imaginary boyfriend’s insult as she rolled her nipple between her fingers before lifting her heavy breast up. Her mouth let go of the rolled up bit of shirt, and she took her own nipple into her mouth as she fell back into the fantasy.   Her bag fell to the ground as she lost the strength to hold it, eyes wide and jaw open as she watched some harlot fuck her boyfriend right before her eyes. Her presence didn’t seem to do much to stall the two adulterers, as her boyfriend flipped the blonde onto her back and began to ram into her with much more enthusiasm than whenever they had sex together.   “Ah! That’s it, fuck me in front of your useless girlfriend!”   The bed creaked and groaned as the blonde’s fluids began to leak onto her favorite set of sheets, staining them in such a way that they were never fully going to get washed off. The framed picture of the two of them during their first date was knocked to the ground as the bedframe hit the nightstand it had been sitting on, the glass shattering as she fell to her knees helplessly.   Her fingers found the edge of her panties, sliding them partway down her thighs as she skipped the teasing and sunk two of her fingers into her pussy in one go. Her fingers pumped in and out of her as she watched the sweat roll down the stud’s pecs. She sucked on her own tit with a muffled desperation as she tried to keep herself from moaning, already reaching the edge of climax due to her pent up sexual frustration.   The telltale signs of her boyfriend getting close to orgasm roused her from her shock, and she reached out one hand towards him in a pathetic attempt to get his attention. “W-Wait, please don’t do it inside of her. P-Please don’t-“   He grunted, holding himself at the hilt as he dumped his load into the sexy blonde beneath him. The other girl just gasped, sticking her tongue out as she moaned almost mockingly while maintaining eye contact with her. Forced to watch as the love of her life impregnated another woman, Valentina felt her heart shatter as he pulled out of the blonde with a satisfied smile.   “Aw, are you upset that your boyfriend came in me? Here, why don’t I share some with you?”   The woman turned around and presented her well fucked cunt to her, cum leaking from her hole. Valentina wanted to scream at the bitch who had stolen her man, wanted to run away or even just punch her. But a pair of strong hands grabbed her shoulder and the back of her head, shoving her into the blonde’s pussy as her boyfriend’s voice whispered in her ear.   “Lick her clean.”   Tears fell from her eyes as she did as she was told, shoving her tongue into the other woman’s cunt and scooping out the cum. The salty taste of her boyfriend’s cum was overshadowed by the citrusy flavor of the blonde, the two flavors mixing together in such a way that she could never think of her boyfriend’s cum without thinking of this damned mixture. She glanced up, crying even more as the cocky gaze of the blonde stared down at her.   “When you’re done, why don’t you cook us some dinner? We’re going to be hungry by the time we’re finished.”   Her body shuddered as she hit that sweet high, mouth sucking so hard on her nipple that she was afraid milk would come out. Her boob dropped as her lips let go of it, and she pulled her fingers out of her snatch before putting them in her mouth instead. Her tongue rolled around the digits, slipping between them as she indulged in her perverted desires. She turned her gaze back to the duo in the other room, watching as the stud pulled out of Sara and began to- Jesus Christ, Monster can Astolfo has nothing on this guy.   His dick was thick, enough so that she was unsure if her (admittedly small) hand could wrap around it. Fuck, that had to be at least as big as her forearm. She could see the veins of it from here, his heavy balls hanging beneath it as several thick shots of jizz shot out of him and onto Sara’s stomach. The size of his load was unreal, practically painting the girl white before he finally finished. God damn, she wanted to just shove her face in there and get the biggest fucking whiff of her life. Holy shit. Just imagining the scent was enough for her to-   She pulled her head out from under the poster, shaking herself free from those lustful thoughts before she could convince herself to go again. Pulling her shorts and underwear down, she threw her panties into the hamper and pulled her shorts back up, doing her best to ignore how the fabric clung tightly to her crotch giving her a bad (or great) camel toe. Putting her tank top back into place and adjusting her boobs, she tiptoed away from the poster and crawled into bed. Slipping under the thin covers, she sighed as the shame of her fantasy finally hit her.   It was a fantasy which had popped into her head one lonely night when watching her roommate’s escapades and had promptly led to one of the strongest orgasms she had ever had while masturbating. The week of being unable to look at herself in the mirror hadn’t been as great, but that didn’t change just how much that desire got her off. It had been a tricky realization to balance, as she was forced to reconcile the difference between fantasy and reality quickly. If she actually did find her boyfriend cheating on her, no amount of arousal would be able to overshadow the emotional devastation she’d feel. However, fantasies by definition were often pretty unrealistic. Indeed, while the real Valentina would probably stab a bitch, the imaginary one would sooner watch with naked arousal.   Of all the kinks she knew she had, this one was definitely the weirdest. How exactly could you indulge in watching your boyfriend cheat on you without having them cheat on you? A conundrum that was, and one she wasn’t too eager to find the answer to right now. Besides, the odds of her finding someone willing to indulge her kink without going overboard and deciding to sleep with any woman they wanted were low at best. Call it cynicism, but she didn’t think such a guy would be easy to find.   Hell, her last boyfriend was barely able to satisfy her normal kinks. She had loved the man, she really did, but he had been frustratingly vanilla. She wouldn’t fault him too hard for being out of his depth there, as she was a very different kind of gal in bed than out of it. Typically, she was the type to take charge in a situation and was quick to voice her opinion. Her ex had enjoyed that part of her, often deferring to her in most situations. It was nice when deciding where to go to eat, not so much when she wanted him to spank her ass red.   That was probably the problem with two subs getting together. No matter how good the sex, the specific itch of that kink in particular would never really get scratched. Her ex being so plain with his kinks made it even worse, as the mere idea of choking her or slapping her tits was enough to make him uncomfortable.  It hadn’t been a deal-breaker while they were together, but she’d be lying if she said it hadn’t caused a little bit of stress on her part regarding their relationship.   You really couldn’t make someone get into your kinks, no matter how hard you try. Some people may be able to fake it better than others, but there always was a slight distance between them and their actions, at least in her experience. Nothing was better than when two people shared most of the same kinks, because at least then it was easier to sort of swing into bits you otherwise wouldn’t care for. So the fact that she somehow managed to almost always attract submissive men was a particularly annoying grind to her gears, but she wasn’t going to blame them for that.   She was very willing to take the blame in this case. Having been short all her life, she ended up becoming a rather assertive person in day-to-day life in order to compensate. Add in her tendency to get physical with people who pissed her off and general Latina wrath, and most people ended up assuming she was a “dommy mommy” in bed. The complete opposite of the truth, but that didn’t change perception in the slightest. It wasn’t as though she hadn’t attempted to be a bit more dominating before. In fact, she ended up being forced to take that role in her last relationship since her ex had been so passive. But it really just did nothing for her sexually.   To be honest, Valentina had no idea how she ended up being such a desperate submissive in bed. She was incredibly confident in herself in just about every other situation, how couldn’t she be? She had tits bigger than some heads, an ass that wobbled like jello, and thighs softer than a fucking pillow. At the risk of sounding egotistical, she was hot as fuck. And her brown skin only added to that wow factor, giving her a more exotic look. She used to be a bit insecure about her shoulder length hair, but apparently this was the century of the tomboy so it was appreciated just as much as the rest of her was. Her features were a mix of soft cuteness and heated seduction, having perfected the art of making her chocolate brown eyes smolder whenever she wanted.   Just goes to show you how weird the human mind was. Maybe her standards were just too high, but was it really too much to ask that her boyfriend was able to indulge in her kinks as well as not be an asshole? Finding guys who were kind, considerate, and willing to smack her around while plowing her into a wall was a fucking labor worthy of Heracles, so maybe it was time to start broadening her type a bit.   At the very least her relationship woes were enough to distract her from having to worry about what the ramifications of her budding cuckquean fetish would be on her nonexistent relationship, so there was that.   Burying her face in her pillow, she closed her eyes and hoped to god that she was able to get some sleep tonight. Despite having stayed at home on a Friday in order to get some work done, she didn’t want her weekend to be a total waste. Tomorrow was Saturday, after all, and she had managed to save up enough in her activity piggy bank to treat herself to a nice dinner without worrying about funds.   Mmm, a steak sounded so good right now.   … … …   Awakening from the dream land of Steaksville, Valentina cracked an eye open and cursed at her alarm as it blared in her ear. In her… excitement, last night she had neglected to turn the damn thing off. She slapped the top of the alarm, annoyed and now unable to fall asleep despite it being the ungodly time of seven am. Dragging herself from the bed, she threw her thin blanket off and once more adjusted her tank top with a yawn. The idea of changing into something a bit more conservative sprang to mind, but she tossed it out immediately. Sara was an even worse morning person than she was, and she doubted the rando she brought home would be up either. Her tank top may end at the top of her stomach, and her shorts may reveal a bit more ass than was appropriate, but she was too tired to care right now. Food first, modesty later.   Throwing her door open, she stepped out of her bedroom with a slouch as she entered the living room. Before she could even think to get more than a few steps in, the smell of bacon hit her nose. Her eyes, still hazy with sleep, took longer than necessary to turn to the kitchen and attribute the smell to the presence of the rando that she had been unashamedly fantasizing about last night. It took even longer to stop watching the muscles of his back and instead actually get her bearings together.   And even then, she still stared as she walked towards the kitchen. With a less lustful gleam to her gaze than before, she noted that he looked rather different than most guys. His hair and slight ruggedness reminded her of a country boy, someone used to working long hours in the sun and had the tan to prove it. In a sense, he reminded her of a hard working farmer.   He must have sensed her presence (or just felt her burning holes in his back), as he turned his head around and gave her a nod. “Good morning, you must be the roommate Sara had barely mentioned. Sorry about the noise.”   His voice was off. It didn’t have the ghettoness of inner-city guys but also lacked the awful sound of those from the island or the pompousness of those from the ritzy part of town. There was a bit of a country twang to his words, but it was very slight and almost completely overshadowed by just how proper he sounded. Though deep, his voice wasn’t overbearing or felt as if it was vibrating through his chest just to get out from between his lips. It was light and very firm, well-articulated too.   “Don’t worry about it.”   She pulled out one of the cheap stools that sat under the kitchen counter, hopping onto it in a way that she just realized made her boobs bounce distractingly. The boytoy, however, was the perfect gentleman and didn’t do much more than glance before returning to cooking breakfast. Resting her face on her hand, she watched as he went through the effort of making more than one batch of pancakes and eggs, raising her eyebrow at the misplaced effort. “No offense, but you know she’s just going to dump you after today, right?”   Sara wasn’t exactly the best person around. The woman was the type who believed that “variety was the spice of life”, to a frankly insane degree. The longest a guy had lasted with her was about a month, and that was only because she had also been two-timing him with one of his teammates. To be frank, she was kind of a bitch, but she paid the rent so eh.   “Obviously. Anyone who seems eager to get a date over with for the sex really isn’t in it for the long haul. That being said, the sex was nice so why not be a thoughtful guest and make some breakfast before I get sent packing.”   That had not been the answer she was expecting, much less with such a humorous tone. It was enough to make her snicker slightly, amused by his nonchalance. “How considerate of you, blowing her taste buds out after blowing her back out.”   He smiled at that, loading up a plate with eggs, two strips of bacon, and a pancake as he shook his head. “How crude of you, though I suppose I shouldn’t be talking considering I’m cooking in someone else’s apartment in my underwear. Here you go.” Sliding the plate in front of her, he pulled out a glass from the drying rack and poured her some of the orange juice kept in the fridge. Eyeing the food with more than a little surprise, she picked up the utensils he had put on the plate and scooped some eggs into her mouth. “Cooking for the roommate too? You hoping to score two for two, pal?”   There was a mischievous glint in his eyes as he regarded her, still smiling as he poured the pancake batter she had bought earlier that week. “I managed to hit silver with Sara, but I doubt I could hit gold with you. So just consider it a friendly gesture, even if I had to use your ingredients to do so.”   Invasion of space that it was, she wasn’t going to deny that she enjoyed it. He had actually seasoned the eggs, a rarity among basic breakfast cooks. If she had to guess based on what little seasonings they had, it was black pepper and a touch of garlic powder. Perhaps that would be a bit much for some, but considering how often the overpowering flavor of adobo and sazón found its way into most of her foods, it was a welcome addition in her mind. “No wonder you got with Sara, you’re a shameless flirt. Though one who makes some pretty decent eggs, if I’m gonna be honest.”   She really hadn’t been expecting to make small talk with her roommate’s one night stand, but there was a first for everything. Especially if it meant she didn’t have to cook breakfast. Maybe she should do this more often.   “Guess so, though it hasn’t exactly gotten me farther than a bedroom.”   It was hard to figure out if that was a brag or not, as despite the cocky implications he had sounded more than a little disappointed by the fact. She cut into her pancake and bit into it, almost losing her train of thought as she tasted the fluffy goodness. Swallowing the pancake, she resisted the urge to get another piece and instead maintained the conversation. “Must suck having sex all the time.”   He laughed openly at that, not insulted or bothered by her snark in the slightest as he put together another plate and pushed it to the side. “Don’t get me wrong, sex is great and all. But it does get a bit old when it’s just that, you know?”   She very much did, considering it was the only reason she was even having a dry spell in the first place. No point in sex unless it was with someone she was in a relationship with. “I get it. There’s something about doing it with someone you care for that really makes it just that much more wow.”   Unbidden, she found herself slouching forward slightly as the reminder of the most empty part of her life came barging into her mind. She bit into a piece of bacon, hoping that the delicious crunch of it would solve her sadness. It didn’t, but it tasted good at least.   “Not having the best of times romantically either, huh?”   Finally putting together his own plate, he turned the stove off and began to gather all the pans and dishes he had used. Pouring some soap onto the sponge, he turned on the sink and began to wash the dirty dishes. Taking another bite of her eggs, Valentina sighed a bit as even at the fact that even a total stranger could see through her. “Yuuup, right in a rut, that’s where I’m at. At this point, I’m debating just giving the next guy I see a chance just for the hope of it.”   He whistled at that, grabbing a paper towel and using it to soak up the grease from the pan he had used to cook the bacon. Getting all the nastiness out of there, he tossed it into the garbage pail beside the sink. “As much as it may ruin my chances with you, I’m going to say that you should probably not do that. You deserve what makes you happy, and compromising on that just to make happiness come quicker is just going to leave you disappointed.”   Huh, that was not the response she was expecting. Sitting up a bit straighter, she reappraised him in her mind as she finished off what remained of her pancake. “Gonna be honest, did not expect that. You’re different from what I thought you’d be like.”   Another laugh escaped him as he placed the pan on the drying rack and began work on the next. “I get that a lot. Most either assume I’m some naïve country boy or some dumb gym rat.”   Her gaze fell away from his face and towards his physique, lingering on his ass before she eventually tore herself away from that sculpted masterpiece of a tush. “So what are you then, Mr. One Night Stand?”   He rolled his eyes as he began to wash the bowl he had used to hold the eggs, giving it a hearty scrub before moving onto the fork he used to whisk them. “I’m a literature nerd, I’ll have you know. Biggest bookworm in my hometown, though considering you could fit everyone who had lived there into a small sports arena and still have room leftover, that probably isn’t saying much. And my name isn’t ‘Mr. One Night Stand’, it’s Abel. Abel Lustcraft, if you want to find me after this morning.”   Abel added that last part in with a wink, a grin on his face revealing his less-than-serious intentions. Not that a mere wink was going to distract her from the important part of that introduction. “Valentina, and your last name is Lustcraft? Seriously?”   It sounded like a stage name for a really corny porno actor, something which she was disappointed that she compared it too so quickly. Her familiarity with porn was almost depressing at this point, not that she was going to stop.   “It was my father’s name, and I wanted to piss off my mom and her husband. Besides, it’s unique and a real conversation piece. A good one too, considering it got you.”   You know what, he had a point there. Downing her orange juice in one go, she shrugged her shoulders and admitted he was right. “Fair enough. Though if you don’t stop flirting, I may start thinking you’re serious.”   She arched her back a bit, giving him a slight pout as she pushed her chest forward. He took notice right away, biting the side of his lip as he grabbed her dirty plate, glass, and utensils. “And here I was trying not to test my luck after last night.”   His movements this time were a bit sloppier, washing her dishes with a bit less care than he had before as most of his focus was stuck on her. Enjoying the attention from a surprisingly down to Earth guy, Valentina leaned forward and exposed her cleavage even more than her skimpy tank top already did. “Again, fair enough. Most girls don’t exactly like the idea of sloppy seconds, no offense.”   He shut off the faucet, wiping his hands with the hand towel hanging by and turning to place his hands on either side of the counter she leaned on. It was then that she really got a grasp of how much taller than her he was, at least a foot and a half. Though that bit seemed even greater as he loomed over her, eyes narrowing as his grin turned a bit more wicked. “And how do you feel about that?”   A shiver went down her spine as his voice took on a whispery quality to it, yet still managing to somehow command her attention as she slid her hand across the table. “I don’t mind it at all.”   She stopped her hand before it could get to the other side where his underwear was, restraining herself lest she end up giving into her cravings. He seemed to recognize that, and backed up a bit as his expression softened. “Feels a bit awkward asking you out after what happened last night, but I’d be a fool not to. Are you free at all this weekend?”   Giving him another once over, she decided that whatever plans she did have for the weekend could be rescheduled. “I’m free this evening, if that’s alright.”   It was a bit of a stretch, assuming that he would be able to make room for a date that very day.  However, luck must have been on her side as he all but beamed. “Sounds perfect.”   He blinked for a moment, before chuckling to himself. Giving him an inquisitive tilt of the head, he waved her concern away and clarified his amusement. “Sorry, my brain just caught up to how absurd of a situation this is.”   Going over it in her own head, she couldn’t help but agree. How many people organized a date after one of them had just finished banging the other’s roommate the previous night? It definitely was weird, but she was a little desperate for some action and he was actually really fun to talk to. Bonus, he was also hot as fuck. “True that, but I’m not gonna question it.”   “Same here.”   She watched as he began to finally eat his own breakfast, continuing their conversation as the morning ticked by. For the first time in a while, things were actually starting to work out for her romantic life.   Here’s to hoping that luck continued.   ... … …   To start off, I wrote this in about five hours from like 10 at night to 3 in the morning. The idea came to me randomly after catching up on a romcom webnovel (not naming names) that had barely progressed the romance after over 250 chapters. Admittedly those chapters were very short, but still, what a case of blue balls. And there was no way I was going to pay for the author’s non-canon NSFW patreon bits. I ain’t that desperate for smut. So the idea of a romcom was already in my head, and add my annoyance at the glacial pace of it to the mix and this sort of spawns in. I hadn’t gotten too far into thinking about it as I had been in the middle of sweeping my living room, but as I was nearing completion of that task I accidentally came up with the title “Daily Life of a Cuckquean” and I wasn’t about to let it go to waste. After a bit of brainstorming while eating dinner (I eat dinner late, don’t judge), I came up with the characters and basic premise before pacing around my kitchen to hammer out some of the finer details. That was only about two hours of work, I’ll admit, but I think I did a good job creating a good foundation for the characters and setting. I’d also like to preface that I am a boringly straight dude, so excuse me if I don’t get the female perspective 100% right. My lack of tits and ability to get a fair wage (oof, spicy joke there) prevents me from truly understanding women as they do. Not that it’s going to fucking stop me. I’d also like to say that I’m not into NTR, in spite of this premise. It really isn’t my thing, and I don’t fully understand why people like it. However, being able to bullshit and pretend that I know things that I don’t is a necessary skill for any writer so fuck it, we cook.   This has been A Decent Hoonter, and I’m now starting to realize that I don’t see a lot of porn from a female perspective, which isn’t surprising to me.  

Chapter 1 - Dave and Bust-In-Her’s

Her conversation with Abel didn’t last nearly as long as she had wanted it to, as her roommate had come crashing into the living room/kitchen and immediately did her best to monopolize his attention. It was vexing, but Valentina took some comfort in watching from the sideline as he responded to Sara’s attention with a somewhat distracted tone. Even if she got off on seeing someone steal her boyfriend, she’d rather just have a boyfriend than a single moment of ecstasy.   She had only really stood in the main area so that she could hopefully see him off. Unfortunately, her roommate made that impossible as the girl all but shoved him out once breakfast was done and it was clear that she wasn’t going to get a morning quickie. The blonde then sprawled out on the couch, taking pictures of herself on her phone while Valentina got ready for the day.   Her morning ritual wasn’t all too complicated. Just a quick shower and brushing her teeth, occasionally with a bit of self-love thrown into the mix if she needed a pick me up. However, with one of the first dates in a long while that she was actually looking forward to being just around the corner, she felt no need to frig herself off. That would come later, when she had some positive memories to turn into a rocking fantasy.   If she had some positive memories.   Pessimism was a nasty little thing, always getting in the way of her enjoyment of things. Whether it be raining on her parade or making her stress over grades, pessimism never missed its mark. And even now, as she walked back to her room with a towel wrapped around her chest and hair, it continued to annoy her. What if he wasn’t as sweet of a guy as she had thought he was? What if he was actually an asshole just putting on an act to get into her pants and then ditch her? Worse, what if she screwed up the date somehow and lost her chance at a proper relationship?   That last thought stuck harder than the others. The last few dates she had been on weren’t exactly stellar, never progressing past the first or second meeting. The last first date she had which actually led to a serious relationship had been with her last boyfriend, and that had been almost two years ago. Did she even know how to date anymore? The last few months had been a bit of a haze of lust and frustration in regards to her romantic life, as she found herself indulging in more and more debaucherous masturbation sessions just to get at that itch. It had gotten to the point where Skyrim was just a sex game to her now, not to mention how lewd her totally-legal-and-not-pirated-at-all copy of the Sims was.   The curse of being really horny while having high standards.   What she needed right now was a game plan. Locking her door and dropping her towels, she opened up her closet and began to rummage through what clothes she owned. Abel had invited her to the steakhouse down on Main Street (Pen’s), which was actually a bit fancier than she had thought he would suggest. It was a twenty minute drive there (living on the Island was pain in the ass without a car), and she had insisted on meeting him there. No way was she going to make the mistake of having her date drive her, not when there was a chance of the date going terribly and her being stuck with him as her ride back home. So she was going to have to get gas on the way, considering she was close to empty last time she checked. That was fine, she had the money for it. She wouldn’t need to wear heels or platform boots, considering she had managed to fix her pedal extenders (being 4’10” sucked).   There was also the matter of what she was actually going to wear, something which she was struggling to figure out as she all but tore through her closet. She had gotten kind of comfortable when she had been with her boyfriend, not bothering to replace all of the clothes she had when she ended up outgrowing them. When they broke up, she had been in a rut and just wore what she had. When she finally got out of her pile of misery and began dating again, her dates had always brought her somewhere cheap so she would just wear whatever.   Pen’s, though not super expensive, was far from cheap. Eating there would be something you saved up for, getting a hundred bucks or so just to feed yourself there for a meal. As such, while she could technically show up wearing a leather jacket and fishnets, she’d stick out like a sore thumb. At the same time, she didn’t have much in the way of fancy clothes considering how expensive those could be. She needed a middle ground, something casual but still classy looking.   Seeing her black thigh high heels stuffed in the corner, an idea popped into her mind. Tossing the boots to the center of her room, she grabbed her light gray sweater dress and tossed it onto her bed. Grabbing a strapless bra and a random pair of panties, she adjusted her body mirror and quickly put the outfit on to demo for herself. Shimmying into her dress, she stood in front of the mirror and gave herself a thorough critique.   Despite not needing to wear heels, the way these clung to her thighs was too perfect to ignore. It wasn’t too tight, but gave off the impression that her thighs were bulging out just the tiniest bit where the heels ended and her skin began. The effect was only strengthened by her criminally short sweater dress, which had once fit her more modestly before her bust had gotten bigger. Now, they covered up below her ass and little else, sticking to her wide hips even as she shook them a little. The chest of the dress was even better, as her boobs pushed against the fabric like they were trying to escape. They made the sweater dress sort of hug her body in a way that (while a bit slutty) was sure to knock Abel’s socks off. Not only that, but because the dress hung off her shoulders, they had a rather nice cleavage that had only gotten more revealing as her boobs pushed against the dress. Eyeing her chest critically, she adjusted the cleavage to show just a bit more of her skin. All in all, she looked ready to paint the town red.   Plus, the sleeves had those cute little thumb holes that she liked, making it an instant S-Tier dress.   Giving her hair a look, she winced at the nearly dry mess that sat atop her head. She was going to have to fix that at some point, but how to do it was the question. Deciding to go with an old reliable, she ran her fingers through her hair and put her hair into a rough styling that she’d work on perfecting when she was actually getting ready. A slight shag would give her hair a volumetric touch, and some bangs would really give her soft features and round face that extra cuteness factor which was like kryptonite for most men, making them want to cuddle the shit out of her. Add in her curvy figure and frankly absurd horniness, and she could probably get him to pound her ass eight ways to heaven and then indulge her with some TLC.   She really needed to bonk her horny away.   Giving her face a hard stare, she attempted to think of some sort of makeup that she could put on but almost immediately scrapped the idea. Makeup was something she never really got into, and the most she would ever do was foundation and maybe something for her eyebrows if she was feeling fancy. She didn’t much like how she looked with makeup on, thinking that it detracted from the natural cuteness that she felt she rocked best. Giving the mirror a quick pout, she doubled down and decided that she wouldn’t need any makeup at all. Her skin was relatively clear and her lips had enough fullness to make the slight color they had really pop. Plus, she hated putting makeup on and having it on her face. It was just not fun[DH1] .   Though she would do her nails a bit, just to give them a little character.   Satisfied that she had an idea of what she was going to wear, she carefully took her outfit off and placed it on her bed before putting her heels to the side. Stretching out some of the kinks in her back, she plopped herself down on her computer table and moved her laptop out of the way. Powering on her PC, she put on her headphones and got ready to destress with the most calming activity she could think of at the moment.   Yelling at stupid kids on Modern Warfare 2.   … … …   The drive to the steakhouse had done a great job at cooling Valentina down, helping her ignore her lust in favor of a more strategic battle plan. There was no way she was actually going to put out on the first date, nuh uh. She had standards damn it, and she didn’t want to get pumped and dumped because it turned out her date was a scumbag. She would hold out for four dates, doing her best to gauge his character in the meantime and figure out if he’s worth it.   A flash of his dick resting on Sara’s stomach popped into her mind, and she amended the date count to three.   Pulling into the parking lot, she found an open space right by the large safe decorating the outside of the steakhouse. According to the website, this place had once actually been the town bank before getting bought out and turned into Pen’s Steakhouse. The pictures had made the place look gorgeous, and also way different compared to her usual haunts. It actually made her rethink her attire a bit, worried that she was coming off as a little too easy. However, the exhibitionist part of her brain had convinced her to go through with it anyway.   Maybe she should keep a list of all her fetishes, because it was starting to get a little ridiculous at this point.   Giving herself a quick appraisal in her front mirror, she slapped her cheeks and let out a groan as she tried to shake the nervousness from her skin. It had been far too long since she was this excited about a date, and she was starting to lose some of her nerves. The thought made her angry, and she honed in on that anger as motivation to get out of the car and get that fucking hunk of a man waiting for her. Purse on her shoulder, she locked her car and made her way to the entrance.   She stepped inside, the smell of what was practically a melting pot of deliciousness hitting her nose as she bit the inside of her cheek in hunger. It was still fairly early, only four pm, and she had opted to skip lunch so that she could make the most of the meal. Not something she regretted, but damn if she wasn’t hungry. Not that it mattered, as the host waiting at his podium immediately noticed her. Or more accurately, noticed about a head lower than her.   “W-Welcome, Miss. Do you have a reservation?”   Placing her hand up to her chin to obscure the host’s view of her chest, she tried her luck with the obvious answer. “I think so. I believe it’s under Lustcraft, table for two?”   The host didn’t even have to look at his list, nodding immediately as he grabbed a menu from the stack behind his podium. “Of course, your lucky date is already here. Please, follow me.”   Following behind the host as he led her through the surprisingly spaced-out tables towards the back part of the restaurant. Her eyes locked onto Abel almost immediately, mind blanking for a moment as she was forced to reboot the whole thing. He was wearing a light purple dress shirt with a black tie and vest combo over it, the sleeves rolled up a bit to show his firm looking forearms. The outfit hugged him almost as much as her dress did with her, highlighting his broad shoulders just… fucking wow.   Finally reaching the table, she waved slightly as she hung her purse on the back of her chair and sat down. “Hey stranger.”   She noticed the way his hair was swept to the side, not gelled down but instead brushed with a natural waviness which made his already rugged look even more eye-catching. To be honest, he dressed like some kind of rich fuckboy, but damn if he didn’t pull it off.   “Stranger? And here I thought I made an impression.”   His smile was dangerously disarming, and yet completely genuine if the natural relaxing of his lips was any indication. A lot of self-proclaimed master manipulators thought that mastering a single kind of smile was enough to fool a girl, but the vast majority of them lacked the natural fluctuations of expression that came with genuine emotion. They mastered a look, but not a feeling, which was easy to tell for her considering her love of psychology often led her to people watching just to figure out why they ticked the way they did.   “You did, but I was hoping you’d get to make another on me during dinner. You know, one where you aren’t cooking breakfast for your one night stand.”   He had the decency to look sheepish at that, though she wasn’t about to judge him for that. Not when she had gotten off to him going at it.   “Fair enough, though I prefer to remember it as the moment I cooked you breakfast. Feels more pleasant that way.”   Damn flirt, he was going to make her look all silly with how much she enjoyed his flirtations. Taking a sip of the water that had already been on the table when she had gotten there, she picked up her menu and skimmed it while pretending that she didn’t already know exactly what she was going to get. “Flattery will get you nowhere, Abel.” “It got me here, didn’t it?”   She hid her smile with the menu, unwilling to admit to him that she found him charming. “Charm will only get you so far.”   “So you admit that it’s charming, eh?”   Valentina couldn’t help but roll her eyes, giving him a light glare as he in turn just gave her a playful grin. “Don’t go putting words in my mouth.”   Taking another sip of her water, she put the menu down as he shrugged. “I haven’t put anything in your mouth yet.”   She choked on her water, coughing into her elbow as she processed just how forward he was. It was either extreme confidence that convinced him it was a good idea, or he had gotten a better read on her than she thought. “Asshole.”   This time, he looked more than a little apologetic as he sort of shrank in on himself. Not that it was very effective considering how big he was. “Sorry, I just thought that you’d, you know… find it funny.”   It was the latter then, which probably shouldn’t surprise her. She had all but offered herself to his eyes earlier that morning, and she wasn’t exactly dressed modestly. “It’s fine, I just wasn’t expecting it. Though by all means, feel free to make me choke anytime.”   Now it was his turn to be shocked, as his eyes went wide and his mouth hung open a bit. Closing his eyes, he took a moment to recompose himself and laughed. “I’ll be sure to take you up on that offer, though forgive me if I wanted to do more than just exchange innuendos.”   It was then that the waitress showed up, asking if they were ready to order just as things were getting interesting. She wanted to strangle the lady for interrupting their flow. She had just been about to find out if he really was just after sex or not for fucks sake! Still, she stuffed that anger down and relayed her order before looking towards Abel. “Do you want to get some wine?”   He gave the waitress his own order before pondering her question, an easygoing smile on his face as he shook his head. “Alcohol is for forgetting. Right now, I want to remember this moment for a long time.”   Oh damn. Oh daaamn, that was smooth. Cheesy as fuck sure, but smooth nonetheless. Nearly shooing the waitress away, she pulled back the earlier conversation before it could be forgotten. “So, what did you mean by ‘more than just exchange innuendos’?”   This time he took a sip of his water, dragging out her patience as he took his sweet time savoring the cold liquid. Swirling the water almost tauntingly, he leisurely put the glass down and just smirked. “Terribly debaucherous things I’m afraid. Hand holding, emotional bonding, even getting to know you better.”   She wasn’t sure if she should feel cheated by his answer or ecstatic, so she settled for somewhere in the middle and just expressed a small bit of joy. “Never knew I was going on a date with such a pervert. I suppose it’ll be up to me to satisfy those sickly desires. To protect other women, of course.”   “What a noble sacrifice.”   There was no helping the giggle she let out at his mock serious tone, leaning forward as she found herself even more enthralled by their conversation. Was this what it was like to just click with someone? They hadn’t even known one another for a day and they were already exchanging innuendos and lustful glances with one another. It was startling just how comfortable she felt just talking with someone, her nerves easing and worries fading as she fell into the moment.   And so, they talked. She would be the first to admit that conversation really wasn’t her favorite activity, considering how often they ended up revealing something about her date that turned her off of them almost immediately. However, that didn’t happen here. Topic after topic flew by without any care or rhythm, the two of them hopping from one conversation to another as they pleased. There was little time for anything else as she found herself feeling more and more charmed by his personality. The largely physical attraction she had felt before was slowly being edged out by a growing interest in him as a person, finding his occasionally cheesy but undoubtedly romantic gestures genuinely heartwarming. So engaged she was, that she barely even registered that their food had arrived as she spearheaded yet another change in topic.   “Wait a minute, how are you even able to afford this if you’re a tutor?”   Abel sighed as he accepted his steak from the waitress, thanking her quickly before returning his attention to her. “Freelance work and smart budgeting. Besides, after COVID a lot of parents switched to having online tutoring, so I can work with more clients than I otherwise would. In fact, I actually ended up changing to pricing around to make the in-person tutoring a bit more expensive. Gives me an excuse to stay home where I can help more clients without needing to travel, and if a client really does want me to be there I get paid a little extra.”   She took a fry from her plate, munching on it as she bobbed her head. “That’s pretty smart actually. I didn’t picture you as someone so crafty.”   “Eh, I’m really not. It was my roommate’s idea actually, so I can’t take all the credit there.”   Cutting into her steak, she felt her mouth water as juices practically gushed from the medium rare slab of meat. It took quite a bit of self-control to keep herself from just chowing down on it and ignoring her date completely, as her stomach rumbled. “Roommate huh? What’s he like?”   He stabbed his fork into the salad he had ordered with his steak instead of fries, seemingly enjoying the rabbit’s food somehow. “He’s pretty chill. He was actually from the inner-city, which is where we met. I needed my old car fixed and he was a mechanic, but we ended up getting coffee later. Turns out he was gay and was trying to hit on me, but I just turned him down as politely as I could.”   Rolling a crouton around his mouth, he continued his story after a satisfying crunch. “We actually ended up meeting again sometime later while I was apartment hunting. He and his boyfriend needed another roommate, and he remembered me from before and offered me the spot. Apparently he felt bad about trying to hit on me back then, and I wasn’t going to turn him down. Best choice I could’ve made. He’s a standup guy.”   Finally getting to his steak, he cut off the tiniest of pieces and gave it a quick taste test. Savoring the flavor, he turned the conversation back around. “So, how’d you meet your roommate?”   She winced, wiping her cheek with the fancy cloth napkin that had been by her utensils. “I’m afraid that it’s not exactly a good story. I was roommates with my best friend from high school, but she ended up moving out with her boyfriend and dropped her twin sister in my lap. We didn’t get along at first, though now at least we can tolerate each other.”   Sympathetic to her predicament, he cut off another piece of his steak as he leaned a bit closer to the table. “Damn, sorry to hear that. I want to say that at least I was able to meet you through her, but somehow that feels inappropriate.”   Ah, right, that. Hiding the way her thighs clenched at the memory, she scooted a bit closer to the table and leaned her cheek on her hand. “It’s fine, if anything I’m glad. Though if you really wanna make it up to me, there is one thing you could do.”   His fork and knife found themselves on the plate as he found his attention completely taken by her, a sly grin on his face as he moved even closer. “And that is?”   She smirked. “I want you to tell me that having sex with my roommate was something you’ll never regret, in a cowboy voice.”   He blinked, both surprised and a little aroused if the slight tugging on his tie was any indication. Looking around the restaurant to make sure that no one was listening in on them, he gestured for her to lean in as he began his apology. “Well Ma’am, I ain’t gonna lie to you. That roomie of yours was a real treat, I’ll tell ya. Tight as a walnut and just as wet too, real freak that girlie. Plowin’ her was a highlight of my night.”   A big old smile graced her lips, which she masked as amusement at his accent rather than her all but soaking her panties. Drinking some water to cool her down, she cleared her throat and did her best to move on before he started asking questions. “Th-That was good. Classy even. Anyway, how was your steak.”   It took him a moment to stop staring at her with a somewhat confused expression, before he shook his head and moved on. “Right, uh, it was good. To be honest, I was a bit distracted by the pleasant company, but I would definitely say it was worth the money.”   She was forced to agree, having forgotten just when exactly she had finished her food. Feeling more than a bit stuffed (shut up horny brain), she turned down his offer for dessert and instead found herself a bit distracted at the look one of the waitresses was giving him. The girl was all but undressing him with her eyes, sauntering over as she offered them the check or the dessert menu. Allowing him to turn her down, Valentina chugged the rest of her water.   When did it get so hot?   “Valentina? Are you alright.”   She snapped herself out of her daze, giving her date a quick nod as she accepted his hand and grabbed her purse. “I’m fine, just a bit…”   Horny. Desperate. Hot. Really fucking horny. “…Warm.”   He hummed and wrapped an arm around her, their closeness sending her nerves ablaze as she let him all but drag her out of the steakhouse. Damn it, damn it, damn it! She had been doing so well too! Then that big idiot started asking her about her roommate and she started to remember last night and just how good it had felt to just watch as he fucked her roommate. the fuck was wrong with her?   “I’m serious, are you sure you’re okay? You’re feeling a bit feverish.”   They were outside Pen’s, her back against the giant safe outside as he pressed his hand against her forehead. She was painfully aware of how her chest pressed against his ever so gently, face red as she found her mouth moving on its own. “You’re a sexy bastard, you know that?”   She had expected him to just laugh it off, or even indulge her flirting with a bit of his own. What she hadn’t expected was for him to frown a bit, brow furrowed as he quietly responded. “Thanks, but uh, I’m not a fan of that particular b-word. If you don’t mind.”   Seeing him suddenly look all sad practically halted her libido, feeling guilty for ruining his mood. “Oh, I am so sorry I just didn’t- I didn’t know, a-and I meant to compliment you. Really, I did. I just… fuck.”   His eyes widened a bit at her sudden nervousness, and he shook his head with a smaller but still genuine smile. “No no, it’s fine. I’m not going to blame you for something as small as that, so just… here.”   Arms wrapped around her as she found herself pressed against a very firm chest, her boobs only pressing against his stomach even with her heels on. A hand began to stroke the back of her head, strong fingers going through her hair oh so softly as she leaned closer into his embrace. She could smell his natural scent, untainted by cheap cologne and instead leaving a subtle hint of pine wood in her nose. It was a crisp and sweet smell, and one that she could safely say was looking to be her new favorite aroma.   “Hey, Val?”   She hummed into his chest, hands all over his back as she attempted to pull herself in as much as she possibly could. “Hm?”   “There’s a Dave and Buster’s across the street. Do you want to play some skee-ball before calling it a night?”   A fancy steak dinner and Dave and Buster’s? Hell yeah. “Sure, though I’m gonna kick your ass.”   “I’d much rather be the one on your ass, to be honest.”   She made another addendum to her date rule, bringing the number down to two.   … … …   True to his word, the two of them ended up going right across the street to the Dave and Buster’s, dropping probably far too much money on the games there. she had lived up to her word, kicking his ass in skee-ball like he owed her money. Not that he seemed to mind of course. If anything, he relished the challenge and began to play more than a bit dirty, leaving them at an even score.   “Don’t miss now, this is your last ball. It’d be a shame to mess up and lose at the last moment.”   His lips were by her ear, hands on her waist as he bent forward a bit to grab at her meaty hips. His strong hands were tightly pressed against her flesh through her dress, her thighs clenched together as she did her best to resist his temptations and get the ball in one of the corner holes (shut up horny brain). His thumb rubbed circles on her side, leaving an electrified trail behind as she held back the tidal wave that was her arousal and rolled the ball up the little ramp.   In spite of his many distractions, her aim was true as it landed in the upper right hole, netting her a hundred points.   “Damn it.”   He stepped away from her, leaving her body all hot and bothered as she glanced down at where her tickets were at. It was low, even for her, and if she did grab them her dress would ride up and expose a good chunk of her ass. Holding out a hand, she stopped Abel from grabbing them for her as she looked around the area. Despite it being a Saturday, the place was mostly empty. Perhaps that was because of how rundown the building looked, or maybe everyone else was just too busy with the special unlimited wings happy hour down in the dining area. Either way the coast was clear.   Bending over to grab the tickets, she bit her lip as she heard her date suck in a breath through her teeth. Her panties were all soaked, clinging to her puffy lower lips like a second skin as she swayed her hips. She slowly pulled her tickets from the machine, getting back at him for all the teasing from earlier. Standing back upright, she yelped as his hand suddenly grabbed at her ass and his index finger rubbed the edge of her pussy. Though not quite getting her to orgasm, the constant teasing was starting to get her real close. She turned to face him, cheeks flushed as she attempted to say something only for his lips to capture her own.   His tongue pushed into her mouth, practically excavating it as his finger continued to rub her. Her hips began to gyrate against his hand, matching its pace as she found herself about to climb that high, all in public view of anyone who decided to come on by.   It was then that he stopped, pulling away as she let out a whine. Caressing her cheek with his other hand, he lifted his now wet finger and pressed it against her plump lips. She wasted no time, taking the digit into her mouth and cleaning it off of her own fluids with more than a little enthusiasm. The act was utterly shameless of her, and incredibly bold of him to just manhandle her like that.   Feeling his fingers pop out of her mouth, Valentina took a moment to catch her breath before fixing him with a light glare. “That was presumptuous of you. Do you just decide to finger every girl on the first date?”   Giving her bum another squeeze, he gave her a shameless grin. “Not before today. Though I picked up the impression that you’re not one to pussyfoot around such things.”   Well, he wasn’t wrong. But she refused to let him think she was just an easy gal for everyone. “Not usually. Actually, I’ve been on a bit of a dry spell for the last few months. Just haven’t been able to find anyone who I really clicked with, you know?”   His hand trailed up her side, curving around the top of her breast before reaching up to cup her cheek as he tilted her head up to better look him in the eyes. “I think I get it. I imagine that it’s harder for women to indulge in their desires without being looked down upon or just seen as a slut, unlike as a guy. That and being used as a bragging tool for guys must also suck.”   She blinked, taken aback by his response. “I mean, yeah. I just didn’t expect you to actually say that. I figured you’d just say something kinda cheesy but romantic. Seriously, you sounded like a women’s studies major.”   “It was only one class.”   He craned his neck down to the point where their noses were touching, staring into her eyes before moving that brief distance needed to press his lips against hers. Unlike the frenzied lust from just a few moments prior, this kiss was one of patience. He wasn’t seeking to dominate, but rather to engrave the feeling of her lips against his in a long moment of tender passion. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders, pulling her closer as she fell into his warm embrace.   It ended far too quickly for her taste, as he pulled away and rolled his neck. She made a mental note to just wrap her legs around him next time, so that he wouldn’t need to bend his neck forward so much. Not that he seemed to really mind, as a silly little grin dominated his expression. “Is it weird that I almost forgot that this was a first date? I just feel… comfortable, with you. Do you know what I mean?”   She did. Sure, her heart did thump in her chest whenever he got close to her, and every time he spoke those damn butterflies started wreaking havoc in her stomach. But if there was one feeling she could say trumped all the others, it was the cozy one which was like sitting by a fireplace on a cold winter night with a hot chocolate in hand. He just seemed to get her, stuck on the same wavelength she was in such a way that just fucked her heart up in the best of ways.   “Yeah, actually, I do.”   Folding up her tickets and stuffing them in her purse, she opened the Dave and Buster’s app she had been forced to download in order to be able to use the damn power card and checked how many chips the card had left. Not many, was the answer. Really, it was only enough for one of the wack arcade games which didn’t get you any tickets. Plus, what was the point of only one of them enjoying the game? What, was she supposed to buy a round for one of the motorcycle games and just ask Abel to watch as she- hold on a second.   Her eyes glanced over to the back corner of the building, where a series of older arcade games had been stuffed to make way for the newer ones. In that corner was one of the older motorcycle games, obscured by the other machines and somewhat hard to see if it weren’t for the faded red paint on the back declaring it as the “Epic Stunt Rider” game. She rubbed her hands together, a plan forming in her head as she grabbed Abel’s arm and pointed to the machine. “Why don’t we check that one out before calling it a night?”   “If you want to, though I don’t know if we’ll have enough chips for that. We blew most of them on skee-ball.”   Valentina all but dragged him to the motorcycle game, weaving between arcade machines as she felt the anticipation build inside of her. She eyed the seat, noting that it was rather long and could definitely fit a little more than one person. Inserting the cheap plastic power card into the card reader, she watched as what remained of her chips was taken for this one golden opportunity.   “Do you just want me to cheer you on from the sidelines? I mean, I could also boo the other guys, but something tells me that they won’t really care.”   Shaking her head, she pointed at the fake motorcycle and gave his ass a slap. “Hop on boy, we’re gonna ride this together.”   Rubbing his bum, he raised an eyebrow as he glanced between her and the seat. “No offense, but your butt isn’t small enough to fit on there at the same time as me. It’s a bit too curvy and round and bubbly and- sorry, what was I saying?”   She giggled at his cheekiness, resting her hand on his stomach as she tilted her head at him. Drifting her hand down, she palmed his crotch every so gently as she batted her eyes. “Then I guess we’ll just have to get real close.”   It took him a little longer than she would have liked to process what she was saying, his jaw dropping once the implication hit him like a freight train. “O-Oh. Not that I don’t want to do that, cause holy hell do I really want to, but are you sure? I mean, I know all women have their own standards, but do you really want to do it on the first date?”   His concern was touching, and was enough to remind her of her date rule. Typically it was four dates (because the three date rule had become too predictable), but she had already lowered it down to two. Lowering it any more than that would be kind of, well, slutty of her. She hated the idea of being seen as easy, but she was genuinely down bad for this guy right now. Plus, doing it in a Dave and Buster’s was honestly kind of hot.   Fuck it, rules were meant to be broken. “Y-Yeah, I do. I just… before we actually do it can I just, say something?”   “Of course.”   Taking her hand off of him, she adjusted her dress slightly and took a deep breath in. “My last few relationships were pretty good, romantically. But I never really felt comfortable telling them what I really enjoyed, sexually I mean. So if we do this, I gotta know that you’ll be open to at the very least considering anything I want to do. Honesty and all that. You got me.”   He leaned back on the motorcycle, pressing a few buttons to keep the game from timing them out as he chuckled. “Val, I’ll try whatever you want me to. So long as we also get to do all the sappy couple stuff too. I’ve never actually got to do much of that before, poor luck romantically and all that.”   Tapping his knuckles on the plastic motorcycle, his face twisted a bit as he quickly added an exception to his previous statement. “I’ll do anything but scat. Just seems like a shitty time to me.”   She cringed both at the mental image of it and the awfulness of his joke, punching his side as she scowled. “That was an awful pun, and you should feel ashamed.”   “There will always be haters. Anyway, I’m going to pick you up now.”   There was barely any time for her to mentally prepare herself before he suddenly grabbed her under her armpits, lifting her off the ground with amazing ease and setting her down on the seat. Legs on either side of the bike, she eeped as he grabbed her by the butt and pushed her to a standing position. Sitting down on the seat a bit further back, she could feel his knees press against the back of her own as he grabbed her waist and pulled her back down. Giving her boobs a quick squeeze, he leaned forward in order to grasp the handles of the bike. His chest pressed up against her back, and she shivered from just how thoroughly he had trapped her as she placed her hands on either side of the control console on the front of the bike, grabbing at the plastic at the end as she gulped.   Her backside rested on his crotch, his bulge pressing so hard against her that she was surprised his pants hadn’t ripped by now. Abel kissed the side of her neck before moving his lips closer to her ear. “Are you sure you-“   “If you ask me that again then I’m just going to ride you while strangling your neck with that damn tie of yours.”   He leaned back, laughing as he lifted her up by her waist. “Jeez, you’re acting like I just offered you government cheese. Just get the game started while I get some work done back here.”   The anticipation which had been racing through her made choosing a bike and map more than a little difficult, as her focus wasn’t all there. It didn’t help that she could feel her panties (soaked as they were) being pushed to the side, leaving her cunt out for Abel to see. Going through the map options, she scrolled around for the one with the longest average race time before eventually finding one that had it listed as seven minutes. Not exactly the longest time, but if they drove slowly enough they could make the race last a bit longer. Ten minutes maybe? That was enough time for a quickie.   Something hot and heavy landed on her bum, the only warning that had been given to her being the quiet sound of a zipper being pulled down. She felt herself being pushed even further up, to the point where she was just about standing all the way up. Completely uninterested in the game itself, she chose the difficulty option with the lowest speed setting before beginning her descent down the length of his cock.   The map began to load as the tip pressed against her opening, which practically welcomed it with open arms as her walls began to spread apart. She sucked in a breath through her teeth, stopping for a moment as she adjusted to the sheer girth that was making its home inside of her.   The screen began to cinematically showcase the low poly map as she felt her small body struggle to accept the dick working its way into her. Her knees trembled as she adjusted her footing on the fake motorcycle, tensing her legs as she used gravity to force herself down even more.   The countdown to the race began as she reached the halfway point of his length, lips parted as a shallow breath escaped her. Already she could feel parts of her that had never been touched before being split wide open, a deep tingling rushing throughout her body as she heard the race begin.   And that was when Abel stood up suddenly, pushing all the way in as he began to control the motorcycle.   Valentina swore she could see stars as his tip knocked against her womb with all the aggression of a battering ram, the beating of her heart matching the throbbing of his cock as she felt herself submit to him. The two of them leaned back into the seat, the movement shifting his position in her before she fell back and he once again slammed against the end of her pussy. It was an overwhelming feeling, being so full in such a way. Never before had she been so stuffed, as she met her max capacity and then some. It made her body feel heavier than lead, as the lack of sex over the last few months combined with the sudden overstimulation made for an overwhelming explosion of sensation.   It was then that the first curve in the track came up, and she felt the entire bike lean to the left as Abel all but hugged the turn as tightly as he could.   The position of his dick suddenly shifted ever so slightly, sending another wave of pleasure throughout her body before the bike was yanked back into position and she almost fell face forward onto the front of the bike. She was trembling, and was certain that her pussy was doing the same right now. Had she really just cum right then?   “I’m never going to wash the smell from these pants. Right turn.”   Yes, yes she di-   “HHMMFF!”   The bike lurched to the right, and it took all the self-control she had not to let out a whorish moan. Biting down on her lower lip, she did her best to regain a modicum of control and began to roll her hips. Traditional thrusting was sort of out of the question, as the best she could do was lift herself up a few inches before falling back down as the constant movement of the bike and the pleasure it provided proved too much for her ability to stand.   Twisting and turning all around inside of her, Valentina mewled as Abel’s firm chest pressed against her back. His strong arms were on either side of her, keeping her locked into place as he huffed in her ear. “This was what you wanted all along, wasn’t it? A guilt-free dick to ride so that you could bounce this fat ass on something better than a cheap dildo.”   His heavy breathing fit the harshness of his tone, adding wood to the blazing fire burning inside of her as she vehemently shook her head. “N-Not true!”   Keeping hold of the bike’s handle with only one hand, he used his now free one to grab the sides of her jaw. He squeezed just tightly enough to make it noticeable but not enough to make it uncomfortable, his bottom two fingers pushing against her throat just barely enough to send chills down her spine. “Oh? Then explain to me what we’re doing at a Dave and Buster’s, fucking on one of their arcade machines on the first date. Tell me how you throwing that ass back and pushing your tits out is just a romantic evening and not you thirsting for some dick.”   Whatever her answer initially was, it came out as an incoherent babble as the motorcycle swung left and right while she gyrated her hips. Sweat beaded down her neck, sliding into the valley between her breasts as they bounced from the heavy movements of their semi-vehicular sexcapade. Finally managing to get her tongue into working order, her brain put together the best argument it could while it was as sexually drunk as it was. “C-Cause it’s been moooonthsss! You’re the first, oh fuck, the first in so loooong!”   She was vaguely aware of the fact that they were getting close to the end of the race, just as she could tell that he was getting close to the end of his own rope. His own hips, which had previously been content to let her do the work, began to pull back the furthest they could and slam into her just as she did him. This sudden sense of rhythm shot her into ecstasy just as he grunted out a response. “So, you’re just hopeless then? Fine, if you’re so desperate for cum then get ready to take mine!”   Warning said, she felt his hand let go of her chin before grabbing the back of her head and shoving her face onto the front of the bike. Driving the last straight shot to the finish line, Valentina felt her body give as she once again climaxed on Abel’s dick just as he groaned, a sudden warmth coating her insides as he filled her all the way up.   Gasping for breath, she barely picked up on the sound signifying they had finished the race. She was far too busy laying across the front half of the bike, a drunken smile on her face as the cock still stuffed inside her pumped the rest of its spunk into her. Feeling the ejaculate slosh inside her womb, she was suddenly infinitely thankful that she was still on the pill as there was no way she would have avoided motherhood with that load.   That was a fetish for future-her to indulge in.   “You uh, you good Val?”   If she had the energy, she would have laughed at how much Abel’s normal tone of voice contrasted against the rough sound he had when pounding her into oblivion. Indeed, it was as if his entire posture had changed within the span of a single second. The arms that once served to trap her now cradled her gently, holding her against the comforting toughness of his chest as his once domineering hands now rubbed soft circles on her through the thin layer of her sweater dress. Gathering up the energy to find her voice, she pooled all of it into giving him quiet reassurance. “…I’m good, just tired. Hold me a moment, m’kay?”   “I’d love to.”   In retrospect, it was definitely a weird moment: post-sex cuddling while on a Dave and Buster’s arcade machine. But at the same time, it probably fit the two of them all too well. They had met after he had banged her roommate during a one night stand, and she had sneakily finger-banged herself while imagining him cheating on her. They were both probably too horny for their own good, and the confidence they had in their respective appearances made it worse as they practically flaunted their bodies at one another all throughout their somewhat sexually charged date.   It was a weird moment, but honestly, it was probably the most perfect moment the two of them could have as a starting point.   “…Shit, I only got eighth place.”   Giving his arm a playful slap, she enjoyed the last high of their date before it could truly end.   … … …   Right, this chapter got way longer than it was originally supposed to be. I’ll chalk that up to the nature of character driven narratives and their tendency to get lost in the minds of their characters. Good for you guys though. Unless you rather they would have waited a bit before the sex stuff happened. Which I can get. In fact, I originally planned this chapter out to actually follow her three date rule, with her making an exception that “oral can’t count” and having a BJ scene in the bathroom or whatever. However, the idea of the motorcycle scene popped into my head as I was Starting the Dave and Buster’s scene, and it was too good not to use. This was always supposed to be a smut heavy fic anyway, so fuck it (pun intended). If you don’t know what a Dave and Buster’s is, welcome my non-American friends. It’s basically just a Chuck E Cheese (which is somehow international) without the mascots and serving adults more than kids. Recently I heard they have a few places in Canada and Mexico, so I guess if you’re from there you might know it as well. Either that or you saw it in a YouTube video.   Sidenote, the research I did just for the beginning bit of Valentina choosing what to wear was honestly fucking wild. Seriously, I ended up finding myself down a thirty minute rabbit hole on the differences between lipstick and lip gloss before said “fuck that” and just had her not wear any. With that alone, I’m so glad I’m not a chick and don’t have to feel the societal expectation to learn all that nonsense. Honestly, if you were to tell me the reason why men typically have better access to the inalienable rights that all people should have in equal measure was because they could get dressed in five minutes, I’d probably believe you.   This has been A Decent Hoonter, bridging the gap between female erotica and male pornography one wank-fueled word at a time.  

Chapter 2 - Video Lewded the Radio Star

Showing up for classes always felt more like an obligation than anything else. Mindlessly jotting down her notes on what the professor was babbling on about, Valentina’s eyes flicked over to her phone just as it vibrated soundlessly on her notebook. Unlocking her phone with her free hand, she opened up the latest message and smiled.   Cute Dummy: Last tutoring session after 4. Want to come by my place? Let me text you the address.   Her heart fluttered a bit. It had only been a few weeks since their first date, with them meeting up at least three times a week ever since then. Their schedules weren’t too different, thankfully, and they managed to find ways to spend time together whenever they could. Usually that would end up taking the form of a lunch or dinner outside before indulging in a bit of bathroom sex or car foreplay, classy stuff. But this was the first time she would be visiting his apartment, a solid step forward in their relationship.   Me: Sure. Should I bring anything?   Cute Dummy: Besides a smile? Some overnight clothes might be useful.   She bit the inside of her cheek, grateful that classes were soon to be over and that she only had one afternoon class tomorrow. The clock on her phone said ten minutes, though she knew that small amount of time would pass like an eternity. Mmm, she could imagine it now: them sitting on the couch doing romantic shit, before slowly devolving into passionate breeding where he gave her that dicking she oh so craved.   Me: I’m just gonna steal your shirt and shorts anyway.   Cute Dummy: But those are mine.   Me: *Were ;P   Cute Dummy: I’ll be sure to remember this when you get here.   That tease. She began to tap a reply with one finger, but a tap on her shoulder put a pause on that. Her two only actual friends in this damn school gave her a side eye, curious as to what was taking up her attention. Michelle sat the furthest from her, two seats down, though that hardly seemed to matter. A badass biker chick, she had been born and raised in the City Projects before eventually coming to the Island. Being the first person in her family to go to college, Valentina saw Michelle as a sort of kindred spirit as another colored woman from a poor family. The culture their respective families practiced may have been different, with Michelle being black and her being a Latina, but the culture of their surroundings that had affected them both were rather similar. Not that they looked that much alike, as Michelle was damn near six feet tall and was built like an MMA fighter.   Nat was almost a polar opposite. Sitting closer to her (and having been the one to poke her), she was born into a stereotypical white upper-middle-class family and raised on the Island. Not exactly someone Valentina had expected to befriend, but that goes to show you how background isn’t everything. What drew the two of them together as friends had been their shared interests and… interests. Nat’s emo obsession had led to them accidentally bonding over rock music during a math class two years ago, and their friendship sort of grew from there. Even if she didn’t exactly get a lot of Nat’s eccentricities, the girl was still fun to hang out with.   “Psst, who ya texting?”   Even if she was nosy as hell.   Turning her phone over, Valentina eyed the blue-haired girl with a cagy stare. “A coworker. She’s sick and needs me to cover her shift.”   A bold-faced lie, but it was the best she could think of. There was only one other person working the same position as her at the therapist’s office she worked at, which mostly ended up being talking to clients that her boss set her up with as a way to get clinical experience as finished up her degree. Unfortunately, neither girl seemed to believe her, though Michelle was kind enough to let the matter be.   Not Nat though.   “Uh huh. So ‘Cute Dummy’ is just their name then?”    Her pencil tapped against her notebook as she whispered conspiratorially, notebook completely blank as she found more interest in someone else’s romantic life than class. Knowing a losing battle when she saw one, Valentina decided to rip the band-aid off now before anyone else could do it for her. “Fine, it’s my boyfriend, happy?”   It was getting harder to keep up with the professor’s lecture, and she was forced to start abridging her already shortened notes as both of her friends leaned a bit closer as her confession sank in. Surprisingly enough, it was Michelle who ended up speaking first, her somewhat monotone voice sounding even huskier than normal as she whispered. “Didn’t think you was ever gonna get yourself a man at this point.”   The biker’s accent, despite having gotten less noticeable over time, came out particularly hard from the sheer surprise Michelle must have felt. Which was kinda fucked up, something Valentina immediately pointed out as soon as she felt caught up to her notes. “You two had that little faith in me?”   Michelle shrugged, completely owning up to her own assumptions without apology. Nat on the other hand, shook her head as she leaned back, decently sized breasts pushing against her faded band T-shirt (probably some underground band she had found). “Not at all, you were, ya know, kinda in a rut for a while.”   “Nat’s right on that one, hon.”   The professor clapped his hands, dismissing everyone from the History of Experimental Psychology class. Grabbing her things and stuffing them in a bag, Valentina rolled her eyes a bit as the three of them began to leave the lecture hall. “I wasn’t that bad, just a bit mopey.”   Both girls immediately flanked her sides, the two of them both being taller than her (Nat was only 5’4” for fucks sake) as they made their way out of the psych building. Wrapping an arm around her shoulder, Nat blew one of her unnecessarily bright bangs out of her face and popped a stick of gum in her mouth. “You were giving me a run for my money with how much you were moping about life. Haven’t seen that much angst since I broke up with my ex.”   “The drummer dude or the tattoo artist chick?”   “Yes.”   Pushing Nat off of her, Valentina adjusted her black hoodie before letting out a sigh. “I get it, I get it. Can we talk about this later though? I gotta get home and change.”   “Ooh. A date with the mystery boyfriend?”   Nat looked ready to pry, but Michelle put a stop to that before she could. “Leave Tiny Tina alone, Natty. We both know the two of you are gonna be giggling over pics soon enough anyway.”   Unsure if she wanted to thank Michelle for the save or kick her shins for the nickname, she settled on a short bob of the head with the taller girl reciprocated. Nat, though still unsatisfied, relented seeing that she was outnumbered and just grumbled a bit. “Whatever. You better get me some dick pics though, the getting’s been kinda tough lately.”   “I’ll do you one better and see if I can convince him to record a bit. I think he’ll be down for that.”   “Lucky bitch.”   Giving the girl a cocky smirk, she waved the two later as she walked over to her car and popped open the driver’s side. Tossing her bag in the passenger side, she plopped down in the car and shut the door. Reaching over to the dashboard of her car, she kept one eye on her phone as she typed in the address Abel had sent her and saved it to her favorites. Pulling out of her parking spot, she all but groaned as a familiar ringtone rang out from her car’s speakers. Pressing the accept button, she winced as the shrill voice of her younger sister came screaming through.   “YOU HAVE A NEW BOYFRIEND?!?!”   God damn it, Nat. “Yeah, I do. Anyway, it’s been nice catching up but I really gotta-“   “DON’T YOU DARE HANG UP ON ME!”   She resisted the urge to lean back into her seat at the red light as Fiona continued to make her car stereo peak. Turning her blinkers on, she took a left as she prepared herself for this conversation, though not before attempting to distract the younger girl. “Fine, fine. So, how are you and Mom doing?”   “Really great actually! My Twitch has really started to pick up, and I’ve been thinking of getting us out of this friggin apartment soon. Mom found a small house that’s close to your school, and we’ve gotten pretty lucky with the bank so far, so we might actually be able to get it soon! Oh, Mom is making pernil and pasteles this Saturday to celebrate too, and she wanted me to tell you to come!”   Despite the slight annoyance she had felt at Fiona’s loudness, she couldn’t help the smile that bloomed on her face at the news. “That’s great! Honestly, getting out of there as fast as possible should be your top priority. That place… it’s just gross. Do you two need me to send you guys more money? I think I can squeeze in two hundred if I budget right.”   “Don’t you dare! We won’t accept it, not when you should be using it for your education!”   Stubbornness ran in the family, and no matter how much she hated that apartment, she wouldn’t go against her family’s wishes. Her nose crinkled a bit at the memory of it. Though technically on the Island, it was on the part that was still a part of the City and as such was much more urban than the suburban wonderland that she currently lived in. The apartment she had grown up in was a basement apartment, something they had managed to snag thanks to her dad’s friendship with the super of the building. The man had been kind enough to let them keep it after her dad had passed, but her mom had struggled to make ends meet for a while.   All for an apartment which was barely livable. She could vividly remember having to toss cockroaches out of the cabinets before dinner, the peeling wallpaper which her mom had fixed up by using cheap Disney Princess stickers, and the tightness of the place whenever they had been forced to rent out the spare room off the books just to keep the damn place. And the apartment itself was the least shitty part. The building itself had these terrible old fluorescent lights which buzzed constantly and bathed the halls in a sickly green light as trash bags sat outside the doors of her neighbors, making the place smell rotten. Didn’t help when people pissed on the elevator, forcing her to stick to the sides while not touching the greasy feeling metal walls.   She had hated growing up there. Hollywood liked to paint the City as the place where dreams could come true,  but that was fucking unlikely. Maybe that was true in the rich areas, but living in that building did little more than suffocate her. Having to walk over the bodies of druggies who overdosed in the halls or those who got shot or just plain beaten on the stairs leading out of the building just to go to school had just been how you did things, getting numb to it all at a young age. She got lucky, all things considered. Despite the odds, she had worked her ass off in school to get out of that place and into college. And in spite of the many horror stories she had been told of pretty girls being taken off the streets, she had been smart enough to walk with a group and as such managed to get through the days unharmed, even when she began to grow into her figure.   Bah, she hated that place. “Stubborn.”   “Yeah yea- WAIT A MINUTE! YOU HAVEN’T TOLD ME ABOUT YOUR BOYFRIEND YET!”   God damn it. “Well-“   “Pendeja, stop yelling! Mrs. Gonzalez could hear you from the grave.”   Her mother’s voice suddenly entered the call, and Valentina felt her heart drop once she realized that her mom had heard what Fiona had said. Bracing herself, she said hello to her mom before the woman could yell at her too. “Hey Mom.”   “Hola mija, what’s this about a boyfriend?”   Turning the corner, she did her best to appease her mother. “I just started seeing him not that long ago, Mom. But I really like him, and he’s honestly a nice guy.”   “What’s his name? Where is he from? There are a lot of blanquitos out there, is he one of them? How much money does he make? Does he treat you right?”   The barrage of questions made her mind blank for a moment, fingers tapping on the wheel as she put together as brief a description as she could of him. “His name is Abel, and yes, he’s white though I wouldn’t exactly call him small. I told you before, he’s a nice guy and he does treat me right. I didn’t ask him how much he makes because that’s not what I was looking for.”   “Oh, you should bring him over this Saturday.”   God damn it! “I dunno if that’s-“   “Valentina Angélica Ramos, you will bring this boy over for dinner.”   “Yes Mom.”   “Bien. I’m going to give the phone back to your sister now, I love you.”   Ignoring the way Fiona snickered in the background, Valentina did her best to hide the exasperation in her voice as she said later to her mother. “Love you too.”   “Eh heh, sorry ‘bout that Sis. But it would be cool to meet him. And hey, if you wanna impress him we could always get a little yuri yuri action going on.”   “I don’t speak weeb, Fi-Fi.”   She could hear the indignation in her sister’s voice at her light mocking the girl’s obsession with anime. “Hmph! You’re lucky I’ve gotta stream in a bit or I’d really give you a piece of my mind. Stay safe, Val, love you.”   Pulling up across from her own apartment, she hovered her finger over the end call button as she said goodbye. “Stay safe, love you.”   Finally free to lean back in her seat, Valentina covered her face with her hands and groaned. She had honestly been hoping she could push off the whole “meeting her mother” thing for a while, but looks like that was just a pipe dream. Whatever, she could mope around later. Right now, it was time to get sexy.   … … …   Apartments on the Island always hit just a little bit differently. Maybe that was just the charm of there being predominantly white neighborhoods, which were always just nicer for some reason. Maybe it was just the suburban mindset of leaving wide stretches of greenery around the area so that it looked pretty to walk around in. Either way, Valentina never felt like she belonged walking through them.   Abel’s apartment area didn’t give her that same feeling.   They were still undeniably suburban, with large patches of green between the long buildings housing each apartment. However, the brick layout of the buildings combined with the economic design of the place just screamed that someone had taken inspiration from the spartan design of most apartment buildings from the city. Sure, these buildings only had two floors of apartments, but the spirit was there. There was an undeniably affordable air to the place, most of it coming from the dead bushes which sprouted in front of most of the apartments and the exposed ventilation on the top and sides.   Almost completely ignoring the bit of roadkill by the parking spaces in front of Abel’s apartment, Valentina quickly checked her appearance in her car window. Her hair was just as thick and wavy as ever, covering one of her eyes slightly. Rather than the somewhat fancy dress she had worn on their first date, she instead had chosen an outfit that was a bit more casual but still eye-catching. Her top was a light blue long-sleeved bodysuit (as Amazon called it), covering her up while still leaving a window for her cleavage. It also covered her lower parts, kind of like a one-piece bathing suit, so she forwent any underwear and instead just put on a pair of black jeans and some plain old sneakers.   Satisfied with herself, she turned around towards his door and gave it a firm knock. His apartment was at the end of this building on the first floor, leaving him with a window view on the left instead of having neighbors. There was a faint sound of music coming from the inside, a song that she couldn’t quite place but felt very 90s.   “Love me, love me Say that you love me Fool me, fool me Go on and fool me-“   At the risk of stereotyping, she had really expected him to be into country music.   She was then thrown into another shock as the door swung open, revealing Abel in a Tom and Jerry apron over a white buttoned shirt with the sleeves rolled up.   “Evenin’, darlin’. I’ve got dinner cooking right now, so why dontcha just come in and make yourself comfy.”   His accent started off strong, before slowly fading a bit as he led her inside. The apartment was clean, though not in the same sense that usually came from when someone had hurriedly rushed to get rid of a massive mess before their date arrived. It was a natural state of cleanliness, with the occasional odd clutter giving it a more organic look. The living room and kitchen shared a space, no walls dividing them as the kitchen area was sort of shoved in the back of the living room and forced to make space. In the very corner of the kitchen was where she could see the white tiles of the bathroom, and it was then that she realized that his apartment was far more condensed than her own.   Setting her purse down on the coffee table, she eyed the CD player by the TV which the old music was coming from. CDs lined a shelf by the TV stand, something which surprised her considering how obsolete the tech was. She just used Spotify for her music needs, even if the free trial version had some annoying ads.   The CD player was just a microcosm of the feeling the apartment gave her, something which felt sort of out of time as modern electronics filled the same space as more vintage furniture. There were a few photos framed, all of them capturing a big black dude and some pale twink. Probably the gay roommate, if she was forced to guess. Strangely enough, none of the photos around had Abel in them. Maybe he was just the designated photographer of the group?   “Roommates are out for the next few days, they’re attending a wedding. Quick question, you aren’t allergic to shrimp, are you?”   Looking back into the kitchen, she watched Abel mix around some shrimp in what seemed to be a sort of mix of butter, lemon, and some generic seasonings. Leaning on the little island which acted as the only dining table in the apartment, licked her lips at the delicious smell and gave a somewhat snarky response. “If I were, I probably would’ve been in shock right now with how potent that smell is. It’d be worth it though.”   He snorted, lifting the pan up and pouring both the shrimp and the liquid into a pot with some angel hair pasta. “Fair enough. The shrimp was the only thing I had defrosted, and I kind of forgot to check ahead of time if you weren’t allergic to it. That would have been an embarrassing way to find out. Then again, at least I’d knock you off your feet.”   She wasn’t sure if that counted as a pun, but it definitely felt like it should. Letting out a groan, she shook her head as he mixed the pasta around and grabbed two ceramic bowls. “There are safer ways to do that, Abes.”   Pouring two equal servings of the pasta into the bowls, he pulled open the fridge and grabbed a half-gallon of grape juice. Setting the bowls down on the table, he grabbed two cups and filled them with the juice, pushing one to her as he leaned against the counter and snuck two forks out of a drawer behind him before slipping off his apron. “And here I thought you liked a little danger.”   Raising a brow at him, she spun her fork around and took a good bite from her pasta. Whatever sassiness she had cooking was completely derailed as the flavor of the pasta hit her tongue, a lemon and garlic combo which left her mouth watering for more. Chewing the pasta a bit faster than she should, she melted even further as she realized a bit of shrimp had been caught in her initial forkful and bit into the meaty flavor of it.   “Mmm, fuck this is good. What even is it?”   A proud little grin shined on his face as he also ate his food, though in a far more controlled fashion than she was in the midst of. “Shrimp scampi. Pretty easy to throw together, but I’;; be darned if it doesn’t taste better than Heaven on a stick.”   God damn it, he could cook too?! Maybe she should have realized that when he had made her breakfast, but to be fair, that meal had been the most basic thing ever. If you can’t make bacon and eggs, then there’s no way you’ll be able to live on your own. It’s basic math. “You’ve already seduced me, there was no need to go so hard with this.”   His fork twirled as he tilted his head. “I just wanted to do something nice for you, cause you deserve it.”   She blinked, swallowing her pasta before quickly chugging the grape juice to hide the slight blush that came over her. The matter of fact way he had said it combined with the near-confused expression he had made it hard to maintain her composure. As if he was baffled at the idea that he wouldn’t do something for her out of the kindness of his heart. Not a sentiment you get a lot on the coast.   “You country people are something else.”   He shrugged, eating more of his pasta as he did so. “I guess. I mean, the relationship book I got listed this as one of the first things to do for your partner, so I thought it was normal.” Not in her experience. Her ex only really cooked if she asked him to, a bit too busy with work to do it of his own accord. And it wasn’t like the guys in her old neighborhood would ever bother, being too busy trying to look “gangsta” and all that. Blegh. “Either way, I love it. Thanks, babe.”   Using a pet name felt a little strange after all this time, but Abel’s earlier use of “darlin’” in that loveable little country boy accent of his made her feel comfortable in saying it. Thankfully, he seemed to appreciate it, as his posture straightened a little and his grin turned a little more infectious.   “Any time, darlin’.”   The conversation sort of meandered from there, never quite sticking to a topic for long and instead just sort of hopping from idea to idea as they ate. It was very relaxed, without the nervous energy of their first date as they instead fell into a more cozy back and forth. So relaxed was she, that she didn’t even notice a shrimp falling off of her fork until she saw his eyes lock into it. Seeing the minor mess she made, Valentina just casually plucked it from the table and put it on a napkin. She thought nothing of it and readied herself to jump back into the conversation.   Abel thought differently.   “That was clumsy of you.”   There was a moment where she didn’t really know what to say, uncertain of whether or not he was actually upset with her or not. Pushing her uncertainty aside, she treaded the waters as lightly as she could. “Oh, uh, sorry.”   His face was stoic, a purposeful intention as he moved in closer and took advantage of their height difference to just loom over her. “Remember what you said earlier? About stealing my clothes?”   The change in subject left her with a case of mental whiplash, leaving her to scramble for a response. “Yeah? What does that-“   A hand touched her lower back, putting just enough pressure to make its presence known while not  pushing her at all. “Just noting how needy you are. I feed you, entertain you, and now I apparently have to clothe you. Almost like a high maintenance pet.”   The blank expression on his face bled away as a familiar gleam entered his eyes, the suddenness of it catching her completely off guard. “I don’t-“   His hand suddenly shot up, pressing against her shoulders as he bent her upper body over the table. Her face hovered above her bowl, hands on the edge of the table as her breasts squished against the counter. Feeling his hand rub her bum through her jeans, she bit her lower lip as he leaned in close and whispered in her ear. “Shh, questions are for people. Are you people?”   “Y-Yes?”   A quick flash of pressure flared on her backside, and it took her a moment to register the mild sting of him spanking her ass. She whimpered, readjusting her answer as she felt her switch being flipped. “No! I-I meant no.”   “Good girl. Now, eat.”   Her jeans were deftly undone, before getting yanked to the floor as she felt air hit her exposed lower body. The only thing keeping her decent was the thin strip of fabric going between her legs, an intense cameltoe forming where her crotch was as she went to grab her fork only for another slap of his hand to correct her.   “No utensils. You haven’t earned them.”   Valentina stared at the pasta-filled bowl, hesitant to shove her face in there. “But my face will get dirty.”   He sighed in her ear, clearly disappointed in her. “Do I have to do everything myself?”   Grabbing the fork in one hand, she felt his other hand slip between her and the fabric of the lower portion of her bodysuit. Holding on tightly to both, he lifted the hand holding her bodysuit by just a few inches, making the fabric dig into her pussy as he twirled the fork around for the last bits of her pasta. Pulling the utensil free of the pasta, he held it in front of her face and commanded her once more. “Open your mouth with your tongue out.”   He punctuated the end of his order with another tug on her bodysuit, making her gasp before she did what she was told. He pushed the fork between her plump lips, her pink tongue on the underside of it making sure to hold onto the pasta as he pulled the fork out. She chewed the food, watching as he put the fork down into the now empty bowl and placed a finger under her chin. “Swallow and then show me.”   No sooner had he begun talking did she obey, gulping the mostly chewed pasta down and opening her mouth wide. He tilted her head up, using his thumb to poke around at her lips and thoroughly check to see if she had done as he said. Satisfied with her, he let go of her head and hummed. “Hm, should have known you’d have no trouble swallowing.”   Feeling daring, she wriggled her hips a bit and pouted up at him. “Is there anything else that you’d like me to swallow, Sir?”   The “Sir” part had come out as naturally as she breathed, submissive instincts kicking in at the sudden rough treatment. Her submission went unrewarded, however, as he simply let go of her and wandered over to the living room couch. “No, you’ve been a bit too uppity lately. No sex for the ill-behaved.”   Bullshit! Valentina all but chased after him, kicking her shoes and jeans off as she leaned over from the back of the couch and rested her tits on his head. Rubbing his chest, she practically dry humped the back of the couch as she whined to him. “I’ll behave, I promise! Please, fuck me nice and hard.”   He sighed with a rather annoyed breath, as if her very presence irritated him. In any other situation, she’d be pissed at his disregard for her. Now, however, there was nothing hotter.   “Kneel in front of me, then we can talk.”   Her feet moved her before her mind caught up to the order, making her around the couch and kneeling before him. The coffee table forced her between his legs in order to fit, the bugle of his crotch resting not even a foot away from her face as he rested his head on his fist. Only partially cognizant of how he was rummaging through it, Valentina angled her head closer so that her nose was just brushing against the crotch of his pants.   You learned new things about yourself when being with someone you feel comfortable with. Minor kinks or ideas that never would occur to you if you hadn’t accidentally found them while indulging another whim. Smell was one of those things, something that she had only been vaguely aware of in passing but now was slowly growing to be more obsessed with. Scent was a funny thing, often underrated and yet was the sense which formed memories the most reliably. The smell of a home cooked meal can often trigger nostalgia long before the taste does, and even with the taste, without one’s ability to smell it would be far blander.   In this case, it was the ever so faint smell of Abel’s dick through his slacks which caused a lewd nostalgia to breach into her mind. Unlike the gentleness of his usual pine scent, this smell lacked any and all comparisons. There was nothing to distract from the truth of its origin, a scent which could only ever come from one place. Musk was the only word to describe the visceral attack on her senses, an attack which she surrendered herself wholeheartedly to.   “Look at me.”   Only the sharpness of his voice was able to rouse her to clarity, eyes staring up at him with an eagerness to please, which felt like a complete reversal of how the evening had started. The suddenness of his change into the domineering lover she was becoming accustomed to had thrown her off balance so quickly, leaving her completely open to his demands. A clear contrast from the usual slow buildup, and one she found herself appreciating. There was something to be said about being so off guard that you could do nothing but submit.   “What do you want from me, hm? In that helpless little mind of yours, what is it that you need?”   A million things flashed through her mind all at once. There was the mundanity of getting dicked down on the kitchen counter, rough hands kneading her flesh as she was bred to his desire. A simple thing, but one she could feel the excitement for manifesting in her nipples, which poked against the fabric of her bodysuit. But then, there was also the obscene. She wanted him to demean her, to humiliate her and remind her of her place before using her sinful body however he so pleased. She wanted to watch as he punished her, locking her up while he indulged himself in the bodies of her friends instead. It was easy to imagine the muscled body of Michelle rubbing against the musculature of her boyfriend, ebony and ivory contrasting against one another in a struggle for dominance which would leave her merely an afterthought. Then there was the pale and perky Nat, not as curvy as Valentina was but still having her own handfuls to grip onto. Abel would break her in better than any guy before, leaving marks on that milky expanse of flesh as Nat egged him on, reminding him of the girlfriend he was cheating on.   So many things Valentina could ask for, but the words to clearly convey that failed her. Imagination was one thing, but to bring that into the real world and to deal with whatever consequences there could be? Bravery bowed out as she instead chose something vaguer, but no less true. “I-I want you to own me. To do whatever you want with my body, because it’s your toy to play with.”   The fabric of his pants tensed as his shaft throbbed against it, pressing against the side of her nose. Abel himself did his best to maintain composure, but nothing could hide the subtle twitch of his hand towards her head. “You act as if I already don’t.”   She moved closer to him, now all but laying on his lower body as she rubbed her breasts up and down his lower body. “You do, you do! I just-“   He pushed her shoulders, back landing against the coffee table with a mild flare of pain. He was leaning forward now, grabbing at her boob roughly as he squeezed the flesh over her bodysuit. Other hand drifting towards the belt around his slacks, he narrowed his eyes and stared down at her like she was an ant. “You just thought you’d waste my time with things I already know, all the while staining my carpet with your arousal. Tell me something that I don’t, and maybe I’ll indulge you.”   It was hard to concentrate when he was mauling her tits, groping them before giving them a good slap every now and again. The difference in their height forced him to practically hunch forward to reach low enough to molest her so thoroughly, as if he were a giant playing with some doll. A toy. Catching herself before she went down another lust-fueled mental tangent, she remembered the promise she had made and quickly set about fulfilling it. “Then can we… record ourselves this time? A friend of mine wanted to see how you looked, a-and I thought that showing her you while we do it would be a great idea.”   His surprise was enough to crack through the stoic mask he had put on for the sake of their fun, blinking as he processed the request before returning to his calm and collected expression. “Hm, so you want me to record you getting your fix? Fine, give me your phone.”   Letting go of her, he leaned back onto the couch as she practically threw her arm back to grab her purse on the coffee table. Rummaging through the bag for her phone, she tossed her purse aside and presented her phone to him. He snatched the device, holding the screen to her for the face recognition to unlock it before going into her camera app and holding the phone sideways. “Undo my pants and explain to your friend why you’re on your knees like a whore.”   Small hands going to work, Valentina looked through her bangs at the circular opening of her phone’s camera and said what came to mind. “H-Hey guys, this is the boyfriend I was telling you two about. He’s a really sweet guy, if a bit of a total romantic sap. He actually made dinner before I got here. Shit was slammin’ actually.”   “Aww.”   She giggled slightly as he broke character, a silly grin on his face at her compliments before he remembered what he was supposed to be doing and schooled his expression once again. Pulling his pants down a bit, she fished his cock out from his underwear and took a deep breath in as its natural aroma rushed out as the thick rod of meat slapped against her cheek. The length of it was enough to reach from one end of her face to the other, and she needed both of her admittedly small hands to cover its girth as she rubbed her cheek on it.   Letting out a shaky breath, she tore her eyes away from his dick and looked back towards the camera. Starting from where her lips were closest to, she kissed her way down the shaft until she made it to the heavy balls which had all but forced their way out of his underwear. Pulling down the garment just a little more, she pressed her nose against the underside of his sack before addressing the camera once more. “He’s also willing to put me in my place too, putting me on my knees so that I can just fucking breathe in his scent. You see how big this thing is? He practically reshaped my pussy to fit him, stretching my small body out so that I could please him better. Mmm, can you imagine this fitting inside me?”   She ran her tongue along the side of the shaft, back straightening as she was forced to angle herself back just to reach the tip. Kissing the head, she posed a question to both her soon-to-be audience and her lover. “How much of this do you think I can fit in my throat before I choke?”   “As much as I tell you to.”   A shiver went down her spine at his quick response, her hand reaching between her thighs as she gently rubbed herself. Opening her mouth as much as she could, she let the tip of his dick rest on her tongue as she made eye contact with the camera. Relaxing her posture, she slowly began to lower her head as she wrapped her lips around his length and felt her jaw tingle. The smell and taste of his cock worked together to create a mind-numbing buzz in her brain as she swirled her tongue around the head, bobbing her head slightly as she began to suck him off.   She turned and twisted her head as she bobbed it, going deeper with every stroke as she occasionally looked up to meet both the eye of the camera and the gaze of her boyfriend. She could feel his tip scratching further and further, reaching the gag reflex which she suppressed the best she could. She opened her throat up to him, face reddening as she pushed herself as far as she could in this position. There was no downplaying the struggle, as she felt her limit be breached right as she passed the halfway point. She began to choke, spit dribbling from her lips as she tried to push even further.   Fingers tangled themselves up in her hair, taking control of the head as Abel stopped her from going any deeper. There was a touch of concern in his eyes as he lifted her head up, dick sliding out of the now expanded tunnel of her throat. She wanted to complain, to say she could take the whole thing with a little bit more time, but those complaints were shoved out of her mind as he suddenly forced her head down.   Gagging from the sudden intrusion of her esophagus, she felt tears well up in her eyes as he started a steady pace which she continued. Her head dipped up and down and up and down, tongue savoring the masculine flavor as she briefly traced over the veins she could feel in its texture as she all but vacuumed him.   It was then that he pulled her off, one hand holding her phone as he used the other to point at her chest and made a tearing motion. “Rip a hole at the bottom and use those tits for something.”   Despite having paid twenty bucks for it, Valentina did what he ordered without complaint. Reaching underneath her bust, she tore open a hole just big enough for him to squeeze into. Eyeing his twitching cock, she noted how close to orgasm he must’ve been and lifted her breasts up, grabbing his dick and fitting it into the hole in her bodysuit. An intense heat radiated from the length of it, outdoing even the warmth of her somewhat sweaty boobs as her two mounds were pressed against it tightly thanks to the constriction of her bodysuit on her chest.   She raised and dropped her breasts, throat a bit hoarse from the rough treatment as she suddenly felt thankful for Abel’s insistence on switching up. Giving him a coy look, she puckered her lips just a tad and tilted her head. “How is it being wrapped up in my soft breasts, babe? Do you like them?”   He grunted, both hands on the phone now in order to keep the camera steady as he began to reach his limit. “Damn straight. Best part about shortstacks like you are them curves, wobbling ‘round like dough and needing a kneading like it too.”   The Midwest in him revealed itself particularly strongly in that instant, and she prepared herself as she felt his dick give one last strong twitch. He didn’t need to give her a warning, as she opened up her mouth and stuck her tongue out just as he reached his peak and began to erupt. His member peaked out from between her tits, cum shooting up into the air and splattering onto her face, some of it managing to land on her tongue. His load was as large as usual, painting her face and breasts as its salty-sweet flavoring danced on her taste buds.   He let out a breath as the flood ended, dick softening a bit but remaining hard enough for her to know he still had some action left in him (quite a lot if their past sessions meant anything). Pulling himself out of the embrace that was her boobs, he watched with an avid attention as she began to scoop the cum from between her breasts into her mouth. It was a slow job, cleaning the spunk off of her chest, but it was one she very much enjoyed as she slurped down every bit of cum she could get in her mouth.   She cleaned her face off, looking into the camera as she got what she could. There was a decent chunk of the creamy goodness which had fallen too deep into her cleavage, staining the front of her bodysuit and leaking out of the hole she had just torn. Unbothered by it (and in fact finding it very hot), she batted her eyelashes and looked up at her lover submissively. “Was that good enough, babe?”   “Adequate.”   Tapping on the phone, he put the device down and went to stand, shimmying to the side as he pulled his pants back up. Walking into the kitchen, he grabbed a rag and wet it just a bit before tossing it in her direction. She grabbed the rag, holding it as he pointed to her face and then to a door on the right side of the living room. “Wipe your face and then get in the bedroom. I’m not going to stain the living room with your shame.”   Grateful for the chance to wipe off the sticky sensation on her face, she rubbed the rag on her cheeks as she walked over to the bedroom door, a sway to her step as she sensed his eyes on her ass. She entered the bedroom, once again surprised by how tidy everything was. Posters covered the wall, none of them being the normal kind she’d expect from a young man in his twenties. Instead, the posters were all of old-school cartoon characters, only some of which she recognized. Tom and Jerry were obviously there, but alongside them was also a poster of some cartoon dog wearing red pajamas and a blue cape, a white “U” on the center of the dog’s pajamas.   Other than that, the room was mostly bare, minus a few completely filled bookshelves. There was a full-size bed sitting against the back wall, a desk across from it which had a basic work PC hooked up to a small TV rather than a proper monitor. A Blu-Ray player of all things sat by the TV, and it was then that she saw an old leather DVD binder sitting on the floor next to the desk. Picking it up, she opened the binder and flipped through the pages filled with discs of all kinds. Most were just plain CDs which had labels written on the front with sharpie marker, but every now and again she’d see one with proper labeling and everything. Again, they were mostly old cartoons that he must have collected over the years, with various labels such as “Underdog”, “Felix the Cat”, and even “Animaniacs”, something that she could actually remember fondly.   Closing the binder back up, she put it back beside the desk and waited in the center of his bedroom, completely aware of the drying cum between her breasts. It was becoming increasingly unsexy to feel, and she ended up using the rag to wipe herself clean the best she could. The cloth was now just a soggy cumrag at this point, and she felt unsure of where it could go.   Thankfully, she didn’t need to worry about that as Abel finally walked in with a paper towel in hand. Placing the paper towel on the desk, he gestured for her to leave the rag there as he unveiled a small container of strawberries. Putting the container down on the nightstand by his bed, he stepped up to her and grabbed one of the straps to her bodysuit. “Strip.”   Not one to waste time, she slipped the straps of her bodysuit off of her shoulders and pulled the lone bit of decency down to her feet before stepping out of the stained bodysuit. Standing in the middle of Abel’s bedroom as naked as the day she was born, she watched as he set her phone up on his desk. With the screen facing towards them and the camera oriented to match, he turned to her with a softer look as he put a pause on their fun. “Can I just say that you’re beautiful?”   Once again, she was caught off guard. Not by dominance this time, however, but by that dumb idiot’s kindhearted smile. Making a noise that she was sure was somewhere between a scoff and a mewl, she turned her head to the side and crossed her arms under her bust. “I mean, if you wanna be sappy.”   “Always.”   He stepped into her guard and put his hand on the back of her waist, kissing her lips tenderly before pulling away, leaving her a flustered mess. It was almost a relief when he returned to his stoic expression, as she wasn’t too sure she could handle more of that sugary nonsense without melting just a little.   “We’re going to be playing a game now.”   The camera was back on, recording whatever it was that Abel had planned for her as he predated around her and towards the strawberries. She watched all of that through the phone’s screen, eyes drifting from him to her. Her dusky skin tone was smooth and with little flaw, her care in moisturizing and other skincare products shining through even through the front camera of her phone. Once more, she was reminded of how her short stature contrasted greatly with her curvaceous body, as her hips flared outwards from her only somewhat thick waist. She could see the minor wobbling of her thighs as she leaned from one foot to the other, the swell of her ass visible even through what little of her side was visible in the first place.   Maybe it was a little egotistical to admire herself so thoroughly, but she couldn’t help it. The female body was just nice to look at, even if her general preference lied elsewhere.   “Bend over with your hands on the desk, feet together and ass out.”   Her body obeyed instantly, hands clenching at the end of the desk as she pushed her bum out and pressed her thighs together. Her natural sway made her butt shake gently, at least from what she could see from her phone. Her face was only a foot away from the device, leaving her a clear view of both her own face and Abel as he unbuttoned his shirt and placed the strawberries to her side. Taking one of the strawberries out, he pressed the fruit against her lips and firmly spoke his orders aloud.   “Hold onto this strawberry with your lips, do not bite into it. I am going to flog you five times, and it is your job to keep that strawberry in perfect condition. If I see even a hint of a bite mark when I finish the floggings, we’ll be starting over with a new strawberry. Understood?”   Flogging? She turned her head around just in time to see him pull the belt from his pants, and immediately she understood what he meant. Goosebumps formed on her skin from the anticipation, and she waved her bum back and forth as a sign of her excitement.   “Hm, an eager one, aren’t you? Fine then, the safe word is Omaha.”   That was all the warning she got before she could feel the pointed tip of the belt hit the left side of her ass, a slap ringing out as the leather stung against her meaty flesh. Not expecting the hit so suddenly, Valentina clenched her jaw and accidentally bit down on the strawberry. The juicy flavor of the fruit hit her tongue just as the shame did, which was then washed away as two more successive slaps hit her ass. The strawberry became mush as she bit even harder on it, still adapting to the feeling of being flogged for the first time rather than simple spanking.   Another two strikes hit her before he leaned over and berated her. “Failed on the first fucking hit. Starting again.”   Another strawberry was pushed against her lips, and she quickly swallowed the other one to make room for it as it settled in place. Tightening her hold on the desk, she focused on taking out her excitement on the durable wood rather than the soft exterior of the fruit between her lips. Another strike on her bum, this time on her right cheek, but she was better able to anticipate it this time and held strong. Instead of clenching her jaw again, she instead dug her nails into the desk as Abel continued to wail on her ass. The repetitive stinging of the belt against her flesh left shocks across the surface of her skin, as each hit left a short-lived but very sharp pain.   “Open.”   Still stuck in a little daze, it took a moment before she did as he ordered. Letting the strawberry fall into his hand, he heard him tut disapprovingly at her as he lifted the fruit up to her eye. Right along the outside of the strawberry, were the very slight indents of her incisors having pressed against the fruit a little too hard. Placing the strawberry on the container’s cover, he replaced it without much more fuss and returned to his position.   She changed her strategy for this attempt, covering her teeth with her lips as she held the strawberry between them, her teeth unable to touch the fruit. Despite how easy it was to lose concentration, Valentina instead found herself in an almost hyper aware state as the tip of Abel’s belt once again made contact with her left ass cheek. Arousal dripped down from between her thighs, mixing with her sweat as she yelped and moaned with every hit. Her hands were clenched tightly, arms tense as she let out the energy building inside of her into the desk. Her bangs clung to her forehead, no longer obscuring her eyes as he counted his fourth strike.   And that was when his fifth one changed everything.   Rather than hit her using the tip of his belt, he instead wrapped the belt from one end to the other and used the flat side of it to hit her. There was no sting to the hit this time, no electric shock which left a shallow but enjoyable throbbing on the shallow surface of her skin. This time, it was a heavy thud against her backside which tremored through deep into her core, startling her so much that let out a gasp and accidentally dropped the strawberry onto the desk.   “Tsk, you dropped it. Starting again.”   A whimper escaped her as she obediently accepted another strawberry, setting it into position just as he set her. Another thud hit her ass, rocking her deeply but not enough to make her drop the fruit this time.   “One.”   Her breaths came out in labored exhales as her arms trembled on the desk, core tight as a bead of sweat rolled down her cheek. Sensing her determination, Abel once more switched up his style and hit her with the tip of the belt, the stinging sensation triggering that momentary burst of pleasure.   “Two.”   Her shoulders were hunched, head hanging low as she struggled to keep herself in place. Again, another sting hit.   “Three.”   Her legs were shaking, knees weak as the strain of maintaining her position was becoming too much for her to bear. Whatever weakness she was feeling became evident to him, as he struck on her opposite cheek.   “Four.”   Her arousal was twisted like a spring, ready to go off at any moment. Abel had done more than simply flog her, he used a slow and methodical rhythm which left her body anticipating each hit even more than usual. The seconds between each strike felt like years, her mind counting down each one as she felt herself lie on the precipice of orgasm.   “Five.”   The announcement came before the hit, the flat side of the belt slamming against her backside with more force than any of his other hits. Her eyes widened before rolling back, the tremor of his strike knocking against her core and triggering her release. Her body spasmed, falling to her knees on the ground as she lost the strength to stand, leaving her squirting on the floor. Her ass felt like it was on fire, a burning sensation that somehow transformed pain into ecstasy as she shuddered from the sensation. Tears rolled down her cheeks, which were just as red as her ass was.   The strawberry was pulled from her lips, and she felt relief flood her system as Abel gave a satisfied hum. “Well done. It only took you four tries.”   “Thanshu.”   Her speech was more than a little slurred, but thankfully he didn’t seem to mind as he instead picked her up from the floor and carried her bridal style to the bed. Placing her down on the mattress on her side, she rolled onto her stomach to avoid putting any pressure on her still-burning ass. She could vaguely hear him fumbling around the drawers of his nightstand, before his hands pressed up against her butt. She hissed in pain, before sighing as he gently rubbed some sort of lotion into her flesh, which soothed her sore skin.   “Snack?”   The container of strawberries poked in from the corner of her vision, and despite her tiredness, she made sure to turn her head around enough to give Abel a strong glare. “Don’t even.”   He snickered, popping a strawberry into his mouth before ripping the stem off. Slipping his shirt off, he offered the button up to her as he rolled his shoulders. Valentina eyed the stretching of his muscles, watching as the taunt skin bulged from the movement. If her ass didn’t hurt as much as it did, she probably would’ve asked him to go another round. As things stood, she could wait a little while. Instead, she decided to finally satiate her curiosity regarding his strange taste in media. “What’s with all the old cartoon stuff? Hell, what’s with all the old stuff in general? Who even uses Blu-Rays these days?”   A playfully offended look graced his features as he sat next to her on the bed, thumb rubbing relaxing circles into her thigh. “Blu-Rays aren’t old, Val. Besides, these ‘old cartoons’ were my frickin’ childhood, darlin’. Whenever I just really needed an escape from the family, I would head up to my attic and pull out the old VHS tapes that were boxed up in there. There were a bunch of old videos, most of them boring, but a few of them would have old cartoons that had somehow been bootlegged a few decades back. They had a bunch of commercials on them, and some of the tapes weren’t even complete, but they were enough.”   Heavy nostalgia tinted his voice, a pleasant smile on his face as he remembered his childhood. It made her realize just how little he talked about that point of his life, besides the occasional offhand comment regarding his mom and her husband. Ignoring the flaring pain in her backside, she sat herself up on her knees and wrapped her arms around his shoulders, pressing her chest against his back. Enjoying the warmth of his body, she nibbled on his earlobe before whispering to him. “Why don’t we watch some of them and cuddle? Maybe get some real snacks before working off those calories?”   The beaming grin he shot at her was enough to make her forget about the pain, as he turned around and gave her a brief but passionate kiss. “You are just the best, darlin’. I’ve got some corn tortillas in the fridge, let me just butter ‘em up and stick ‘em in the oven so we can have some homemade corn chips.”   She chuckled at his enthusiasm, slipping on the shirt he had offered before attempting to button it up. Straining to get the buttons together over her boobs, she dropped her hands to the side and gave him a look. “You got something bigger?”   Giving her boob a playful slap, he opened up his closet and grabbed one of his t-shirts. Once again, it had another cartoon on the front of the shirt. The same cartoon dog as the poster was on the front, doing the classic Superman flying pose with the title “Underdog” emblazoned on the front, all in red, white, and blue.   Taking the shirt in hand, she slipped it over her head and down her body. Though the shirt was definitely much longer than she was, the bulge of her chest pressing against the fabric kept it at upper thigh length rather than knee length or however long it would have been. It was a comfy shirt, well-worn and with a light pine scent.   “Told you I’d remember.”   He remained as cheeky as ever, a stupid grin on his face which practically exposed how long he had been waiting to say that line. She rolled her eyes, grabbing his arm and giving him a quick peck on the lips before smirking. “Yeah, yeah. Now why don’t you get to the kitchen before I flog your ass.”   She punctuated her demand with a slap on his ass, making him jump before laughing infectiously. “Whatever you say, darlin’. I’ll be done faster than a cock can crow.”   Her brow furrowed a bit at his odd metaphor, but she said nothing as he left the room with a pep in his step. That boyfriend of hers was such a silly man, quirky as hell and more than a little eager to please at times. But she’d be damned if he was any other way.   … … …   I am not exactly an expert on BDSM, so if anyone who is takes umbrage with my depiction of it here… well considering Fifty Shades of Gray is the most popular story with your kink, I’m sure you all are used to disappointment. But seriously, I actually had to do a shocking amount of research to get some of the details here right. Like, did you know the name for using tools when spanking someone is actually called flogging? I fucking didn’t, and it took a rather strange bit of research on UberKinky dot com to figure that out, alongside the difference between flogging techniques and the proper positioning of where to aim. Also shout out to Bad Girls Bible, for both existing and presenting a beginner friendly guide on BDSM aftercare. Couldn’t have done it without you crazy girls.   When deciding on what I kind of wanted Abel’s sort of vibe to be, I actually wasn’t too sure on his preferred forms of entertainment. I figured out early on that he probably wasn’t the hardcore gamer type, unless you consider The Sims to be edge-of-the-seat gameplay, and that he’d be a book nerd because he was a literature major of course he is (don’t remember if I mentioned that in-story, but it’s not really a spoiler). The idea of making him really into older cartoons came to me when I decided that he’d be sort of into the CD era of music, as I actually have a binder filled with a few old CDs. It’s not all old cartoons, in fact most of my CDs are actually just albums that my family used to collect back in the day (my favorite being the Thriller CD, used to blast that thing while playing Roblox on my shitty laptop). Anyway, I did have a few old-school cartoons from a mega collection my grandmother used to keep in that thing. And once that came to mind, I was sold. There isn’t a lot of love given to old cartoons in fanfiction or the like, something which is probably because most of the cartoons in there were from America back in the 60s onwards and would be overshadowed by the nerds online when the anime boom hit around the 90s or so. I dunno, anime was never really my thing in spite of the circles I frequent. Would much rather just watch some classic Thundercats.   This has been A Decent Hoonter, and god damn it these chapters keep getting way longer than intended. Edit: Changed her mention of a masters into a generic degree. Thought about just changing it and gaslighting y’all into thinking it was always that way, but thought better.

Chapter 3 - Therapeutic Ministrations

Never in her life would Valentina have thought that the phrase “pain in my ass” would become so literal. She was actually impressed by just how hard Abel had been able to lay waste to the skin of her ass, leaving her still itching in discomfort even hours later. Of course, that praise went immediately down the toilet due to how that strength screwed with her evening. It wasn’t too bad once the sun began to set and the freshness of it began to fade, but the occasional spark in her bum whenever she shifted positions was enough to keep it in her mind.   Thankfully, her boyfriend had ways to take her mind off of it.   “Mm, that’s it. Right there, babe.”   The TV in Abel’s room danced with color as the random episode of “Mighty Mouse”, which she all but ignored in favor of the delightful ministrations of her boyfriend underneath her. His tongue flexed and swirled within her, wriggling against her walls as he ate her out. She gently rocked her hips over his face, hands grabbing at his hair as she let out a pleased sigh.   When Abel had offered to ease her soreness, she had been all too eager to accept. While the rough stuff was what really got her off, gentle loving did more than just fulfill her carnal wants. It was a more romantic feeling act, and one that worked nicely as a follow-up to their more kinky escapades. Their initial attempt hadn’t gone great, as her just lying prone led to him bumping into her ass whenever he tried to go in deep. So, she had decided to offer the one desire that every guy she had ever dated had.   She had offered to sit on his face.   Hands held her thighs as Abel pushed his tongue as deep as he could go, nose bumping into her clit every now and again to send a quick pulse of pleasure up her spine. There was no sense of urgency in him, as he pulled his tongue out and licked the outside of her pussy as if it were some sort of gourmet meal. He savored her flavor thoroughly, humming as he drank from her like a man dying of thirst.   The feeling was incredible and left her mind in a buzz as she became enthralled by the moment. It was relaxing to the highest degree, leaving her with a constant high in her spirit which pushed her to be a bit more bold. “Hang on, hang on.”   Valentina lifted herself from his face, sliding back towards the headboard as she laid down properly on the bed. Shifting so that he could lay down next to her, Abel licked his lips before bringing his fingers up and performing a chef’s kiss. “You taste amazing, darlin’.”   Chuckling slightly, she adjusted her position on the bed as she got used to the feeling of her bum touching the sheets. Glancing down to his slacks, she ran her palm over his crotch and gave him a peck on the cheek. “Kitchen’s open anytime. But for now, I think I want something else rummaging around in there.”   He got the hint immediately, getting off the bed so that he could slip off his slacks and underwear, leaving him just as naked as she was. Despite the many times they have had sex, this was actually the first time they were both fully naked with one another. Usually, they were still partially clothed on account of them doing it in mostly public places a lot. It was nice to just admire her boyfriend in his most natural state, mentally carving his toned muscles and ass into her mind as she made one last request. “You mind recording this one too? Some sex would really complete the other two videos.”   “You must be really close with this friend of yours, huh?”   He grabbed her phone, holding it sideways as he tapped the screen and climbed onto the bed with her. Running a hand along her leg, he got between her thighs and rested his erection on her stomach as he leaned back to get a good shot of it. Once again, she was reminded of how absurd it was that she had been able to fit. Its length went past her belly button and would probably touch the bottom of her breasts if she held them down rather than let them spread to the side. Once again, she found herself thankful that her vagina was actually capable of getting most of him in her (all of him on a good day). Sure, it may hit her cervix pretty hard at times, but she was a masochist and the pain got her off just as much as the actual sex did.   “She’s practically my best friend.”   Taking his shaft in hand, Abel rubbed the tip against her completely soaked lower lips and angled the camera to get as good of a view of it as possible. He pushed against her entrance, the crown of his dick squeezing its way into her as they both let out a gasp. Her walls began to stretch to their absolute max, the foreplay from earlier doing its part to help her pussy accommodate the absurd size being shoved into her.   “Fuck, Val, how does such a small gal handle so much dick?”   She cooed as he gently rocked in and out of her, biting her lip as he set her phone on the nightstand facing them, flipping the camera. She could see herself on the screen, hair a mess and face red as she groaned and gasped at his methodical thrusts. Turning her head to face him, she reached up to Abel’s face and pushed her breasts together with her arms. He leaned in closer, forearms resting on either side of her shoulders as his chest pressed up against her boobs.   Wrapping her arms around his shoulders, she closed her eyes as their tongues began to wrestle one another for dominance, a battle which she eagerly lost. Calling what they were doing a kiss would be inadequate, as the two of them practically devoured each other. The bed beneath them creaked as his hips slapped against her own, his dick steadily pumping in and out of her with a thrilling fervor.   His lips trailed away from her own, kissing her jaw before landing on the crook of her neck and suckling on her flesh. A moan escaped her as her nails scraped against his back, the headboard of his bed knocking against the wall as he knocked against the entrance to her womb. She let out a hot breath against his ear, nibbling on his earlobe as she whispered breathily to him. “You’re so close to my womb, hah, hah. Are you going to fill it up? Leave your cum leaking out of me after you’ve bred me?”   He bit down onto her shoulder, teeth not quite breaking the skin but most definitely leaving a mark. His hips began to ram into her with even more energy, dick throbbing inside of her as his heavy balls slapped against her asshole. Grunting out an answer, she felt her core tighten at the gruff sound of his voice as he all but growled at her. “Keep teasing me like that, and I’ll knock you up for real.”   If it were possible, she’d have hearts burning in her pupils. Locking her legs around his waist, she pressed her lips against his once again as she felt her climax building with a frightening pace. “Oh fuck, do it. Pump me full of your spunk and just fucking breed me. Make my tits leak with milk, just fucking own me you stud!”   The thick cock reshaping her cunt rammed against her cervix one final time, practically battering against it as he came directly inside of her. Her tongue lolled out, the idea of that load being the one to impregnate her in spite of her birth control sending her over the moon as she hugged him tighter against her body. The baby batter inside of her womb sloshed around as she trembled, heavy breaths making their way out of the both of them as their orgasmic high began to fade.   Resting in the afterglow, the two of them languidly kissed one another as they flipped over to their other side. Resting her head on Abel’s shoulder, she snuggled up closer to him and wrapped an arm around his midsection. Still feeling him inside of her, Valentina indulged in the feeling of him slowly softening in her as she grabbed at her phone. Turning off the recording, she closed the camera app and moved over to messages, finding Nat in her contacts and lazily sending all three videos. Looking up to the top left part of the screen, she groaned once she saw the time.   “How the fuck is it only 10:30? It feels so much later.”   Abel’s large hand patted her head, soothing her as his voice rumbled from his chest. “We’ve been a bit busy with… activities, since you got here. They probably just tuckered you out, darlin’.”   Fair, though that didn’t mean she liked it. “Being tired before midnight just makes me feel old.”   His hand fell down to her waist, holding her close as he rested his chin on top of her head. “So, you’re saying that you don’t want to fall asleep while cuddling?”   “…Shut up and hold me.”   He chuckled in her ear, but did exactly as she asked, holding her firmly as she managed to reach the covers with her foot and somewhat kick it up. Pulling the covers up with her hand, she sighed as the comfort of the bed mixed with the heat rolling off her boyfriend’s body to create a perfect little bubble of warmth. Closing her eyes, she submitted to her instincts and fell asleep in his arms, a smile on her face as she slept.   … … …   When Valentina awoke the next morning, it was alone wrapped up in a cocoon of blankets. She frowned ever so slightly, wondering where her muscled pillow went before a subtle whistle hit her ears. He was probably in the kitchen making breakfast, if she knew him as well as she thought she did. Glancing over to the nightstand, she noticed her phone was plugged into a charger he had in an outlet by the bed and unplugged it. Turning on the phone, she blanched as she saw 7:00 AM glowing against her face.   What sort of unholy Twilight Zone did she fall into? Waking up at 7:00 in the morning, it was madness. Rubbing her eye, she opened up her unread messages and skimmed through what Nat had sent her.   Natty: OMG YOU ACTUALLY DID IT REEOSEORFJDFS HE’S HOT! HOLY SHIT YOU HIT TH EKACKPOT *THE JACKPOT   Amused by her friend’s enthusiasm, she quickly sent back another message.   Me: I know I did, I fucked him.   Satisfied with her reply, she hovered her finger over the power button before hesitating. Glancing over to the open room door, she instead opened her browser and switched to her private windows. Opening the first window she saw, she quickly typed in her login info and went to her first post on a rather embarrassing message board.   Posted by UnholyValentine 8 days ago How to tell new boyfriend about Cuckquean fetish? Getting right to the point: my boyfriend and I started dating a week ago, and I really wanna tell him about me wanting to try cuckquean stuff. I know it’s really early in the relationship for this sort of thing, but we just click somehow. Ended our first date fucking on one of those arcade motorcycle games at Dave and Buster’s. Any advice on how to tell him, and when? Here’s a pic of us during a lunch date.   It was definitely a new thing for her, asking for advice on the internet. However, it was better than anywhere else she could think of and definitely better than just stalling around forever. So, she had asked a cuckquean message board, or was it a forum? Whatever, point was that she recruited help from some degenerates online. She had actually been rather confident in the idea at first, even posting a picture of her sitting on Abel’s lap on an outside park bench after they had eaten lunch at a local diner. It was a good picture, showcasing both of their features really well and with some decent natural lighting thanks to a bit of luck and timing. However, now it made her nerves tremble at the thought that someone she knew would find the image. In hindsight, she really should have blurred the faces a bit. Or at the very least blocked off their eyes.   Though as she perused the comments of her post, she felt some measure of relief. No one had recognized her, and if anything, the people there were rather supportive. Made sense, considering this site was based on this sort of thing, but still. You could never know these days.   @PerkBottom replied: One week? Damn girl, chill.   @OvertInnoncence replied to @PerkBottom: My husband and I were the same way. Well, not doing it at a D&B but still. I told him I loved him three weeks in, and we got married a few months later. It’s been a great four years!   @BigDick69 replied: Daaaaamn you got it going on. Hit me up sometime.   @MinnieDaBDSMouse replied: Wait until you feel like you can trust him, and he trusts you. I once told an ex of mine about being a cuckquean too early on, and he ended up using that as an excuse to have sex with my best friend without me knowing. It’s fine to hit it off with someone, but be smart about it. BTW, you two look really cute together <3!   It was mostly what she expected, but that was fine. It made her feel more confident trusting her instincts, which was always a good thing. She wanted to wait a bit longer, maybe once she got a better understanding of why he ticked. Having been studying to be a full-fledged psychologist for as long as she has, that shouldn’t be too much of a problem. Truth be told, she had already long since picked up on a few details which did raise some concerns in her eyes, though more on a sympathetic kind than a red flag kind.   Hm, her mom had asked her to invite him to dinner on Saturday. Maybe that would be a good test, seeing how he was with her family and if they liked him. It wasn’t like she was doubting that they’d get along with him, but it was still good to be sure. Sex was one thing, but this required much more trust than anything else she could think of.   Now all she had to do was invite him over. For a dinner date with her family. A dinner date that was tomorrow. Shit.   Almost as if summoned by her thoughts of him, Abel strolled in through the doorway with a small tray with breakfast on it, whistling cheerfully as he entered the room. Beaming down at her while wearing his cartoon apron (and little else by the looks of it), he tilted his head to the side and greeted her good morning. “Rise and shine, darlin’. Hope you weren’t too lonely, but I’m a bit of an early riser. Habit I picked up back on the ranch. Here, I made you some breakfast.”   Sitting up against the headboard, Valentina felt her eyes widen as she saw the meal set up before her. A fat stack of eggs sat on the plate, fluffy and with sprinklings of black pepper which all but guaranteed a savory flavor. Though that was just the side to the main dish, which were several crepes stacked atop one another with glazed strawberries all over them, topped with whipped cream with a glass of orange juice on the side.   She’d keep him around just for the food alone at this point.   Digging into her breakfast with just a bit too much gusto, she barely even noticed as he slipped off his apron and settled into bed beside her. He was wearing boxers (unfortunately), and had that freshly showered smell. It made her wonder just how early he had woken up, but that thought quickly vanished as she bit into the deliciousness of the strawberry crepes. A chunk of the strawberry had gotten into the bit of crepe she had cut, shocking her taste buds with its sweetness. Letting the crepe rest in her mouth for a moment, she turned to Abel with a wispy stare and swallowed it. “You’re such a househusband, babe.”   His brow furrowed at that. “Oh, sorry?”   Jabbing her fork in his direction, she ignored how he jumped back in favor of correcting his misinterpretation of her words. “No apologizing. If you stop, I will stab you.”   His eyebrows shot up into his hair, before he relaxed and laughed it off. “Geez, you almost had me there for a second.”   Valentina said nothing, deciding to let him believe she was joking as she focused on chowing down on her lovingly made breakfast. Scooping eggs into her mouth, she remembered what she had been contemplating just minutes prior. Getting another spoonful in (they were just so damn good), she focused her attention on her boyfriend and broached the subject. “So, I was talking with my mom recently and I mentioned that I had started dating. And uh, she told me to invite you over for dinner tomorrow. I know it’s a bit short notice, and I won’t judge if you can’t-“   “I’d love to!”   She blinked at his enthusiasm, taken aback by it so much that she almost stopped eating. Sensing her surprise, he quickly backpedaled and attempted to explain himself. “Sorry, I just thought it’d be fun. I mean, I didn’t expect to be meeting your family so soon, not that there’s anything wrong with that. I’d love to meet them, if that’s alright.”   The arm which was wrapped around her shoulders (something she hadn’t even noticed till now thanks to the food) drummed on her shoulder anxiously as Abel shot her a smile in an attempt to hide the nervousness visible in him. Finding the bashfulness kinda cute, she got a dollop of whipped cream onto her finger and booped him on the nose with it. “I wouldn’t have asked you if it wasn’t.”   He wiped the whipped cream from his nose, eyeing it on his thumb before taking a short lick of it. Drinking some of her orange juice, she thought a bit deeper into his nervous mini-rant and felt one of her own anxieties prick up from it. “Do you… do you think we’re going a bit fast? I mean, we did kinda fuck on the first date, and now you’re already meeting my parents and…”   She stopped there, not wanting to get on a tangent about how familiar they had gotten so quickly. It had only been a little over two weeks now (if you wanted to be pedantic about a single day), but already she was enjoying breakfast in bed on his bed after having spent the night there due to him fucking her brains out the evening prior. None of her other relationships had moved this quickly, in fact most of them took a month or two before she was willing to put out. But something was different with him, with Abel. They just vibed so well together, and despite knowing him for such a short amount of time, she felt like she had known him for far longer. She had thought she was past whirlwind romances, but here she was.   Scooting a bit closer, he rubbed circles into her arm as he threw in his own two cents. “Maybe we are. I mean, none of my relationships ever really lasted long in the first place. Poor choices and the consequences of said choices left me a bit troubled as far as dating went. Best I ever got was a month, but even then, I didn’t feel the same way about her that I do now about you.”   Her head leaned into the crook of his shoulder, breakfast put on pause as he continued. “I think we’re just passionate people, and there isn’t anything wrong with that. Sure, it may be fast compared to most other couples, but that’s just who we are. Or at least, how I think we are. Do you want to slow down? Cause I will if you want to.”   “Don’t you dare.”   The answer left her just as quickly as it came, her minor concerns being completely outweighed by the sudden anger at the idea of them pulling back. Snuggling deeper into his shoulder, she opened her mouth as he began to cut her crepes for her, feeding her as he chuckled. “Whatever you say.”   Patting his arm, she finished off her crepes and began the same process for her eggs. “Always. Though I’ve gotta ask, what did you mean by poor choices?”   She could feel his arm tense a little at the question, a shameful expression crossing his face as he sighed. “My first few years away from home were… kinda embarrassing. I ended up throwing myself into the nightlife of the City, drinking and partying and all that nonsense. Almost failed out of college ‘cause of it, but I managed to turn it around. Though by that point, I was just known as the dumb country frat guy and reputations are hard to shake. Met a lot of women, but none of them were exactly dating material. So I quit for a while, throwing myself into work. Only started trying to date again a few months ago actually.”   It was a lot more than she expected, but she shouldn’t have been surprised. He lacked that northeastern paranoia and was definitely the type to overshare at times. It was a helpful trait though, making it easier to talk to him. “Damn, that kinda sucks. How long had you just been not dating? Five years?”   She made a guess based on what she assumed his age was, that being near his late twenties like her. Admittedly, she should have asked him sooner. But at worst, he was in his early thirties even if he looked younger than that by a few years.   “Not that long. Let’s see, I stopped seriously dating when I turned twenty-one. Graduated with my bachelor’s a year later, then worked to get my master’s before graduating with that too. So, I wanna say… three years? There were a few months more than that, but three sounds about right.”   Her mind blanked for a moment, realization setting in that he was quite a bit younger than she thought. “Wait, you’re twenty-four?”   “Twenty-five. My birthday was a little less than a month ago.”   …Huh. It wasn’t the biggest age gap, but it was definitely a bit more than she had thought. “Oh shit. All this time I thought you were the same age as me.”   He raised an eyebrow, pulling back a bit to properly look at her face. “Which is…?”   “Twenty-seven, soon to be twenty-eight in July.”   The realization made her think of high school, and she cringed at how vast that age difference would have been there. She would’ve been a senior dating a freshman of all things. Ugh.   “I thought you were twenty-two.”   She got that sentiment a lot. Nat and Michele had been even more shocked to learn her age, thinking that she was going for her bachelor's degree just as they were. Truth was that she had just chosen that elective because she had needed one, and she was actually working on getting her PsyD. Hell, Nat was like, seven years younger than her. It was only thanks to her small size and youthful complexion that she looked as young as she did, something which she both enjoyed and despised. It was very annoying professionally, as almost no one believed that she was brushing against thirty, but she loathed the idea of looking thirty. So, eh. You win some, you lose some.   Pushing away the thought of her age, she moved the little breakfast tray onto the nightstand and snuggled deeper into the firm embrace of friggin awesome boyfriend. Allowing herself to just be absorbed in the moment, she frowned as reality began to knock on her door. “Fuuuck, I’ve got work today.”   She went to work at 1:00 in the afternoon, but she would first have to drive back to her apartment before she could even begin getting ready. She groaned into her man-pillow, who stroked her hair comfortingly. “At the clinic down on Westbury, right?”   A little coo popped into her mind at the fact he remembered where she worked. The Safe Space Therapist’s Office was a nice little spot where she worked as a sort of part time therapist, seeing as she was fully licensed and all that. Truthfully, the only reason she even bothered getting her doctorates was because that little “doctor” before her name made her waaay more marketable as an employee. Plus, she could go from a plain old therapist to a psychologist, which always impressed patients and made them see her as more knowledgeable than if she just had a masters.   “Yeah. The boss wants me to see a new patient today, some high school kid who hasn’t been vibing with any of our other guys. So, unfortunately, I don’t get to laze around with bookkeeping today.”   It was just like that sometimes. If a patient doesn’t feel comfortable with their therapist, it isn't uncommon for them to ask for a different one. Most tended to just stick with the first one, but every now and again they had a picky patient, or one who just felt unsafe with most authority figures. That was usually where she came in, as she was pretty good at “making friends” with the patients, in a sense. She didn’t actually become friends with them, that would violate the code of ethics, but she had a talent for making patients feel comfortable. It was probably her short stature and youthful looks, which made her less threatening to patients than the others. It also didn’t help that her older coworkers tended to put professionalism ahead of being approachable and lacked a lot of understanding of adolescents. Her relatively young age helped with that as well.   “That sounds great though! I mean, I don’t know about you but the idea of being able to make a positive impact on the youth of today is just… wow. You know? Oh, that reminds me, I have a job interview today with a high school near that area actually. One of their English teachers is pregnant, and they don’t have anyone able to substitute for the next few months.”   The smile practically shining on his face was enough to stop her from snarking about how English teachers were always somehow pregnant. He seemed so genuinely happy with the idea of making a positive change like that, which actually kind of fit. English teachers always seemed to be the ones most excited about their jobs, at least that’s how it was when she was in high school. Patting his chest (and mentally noting how much she loved his pecs), she congratulated him on what must’ve been a dream come true. “That sounds amazing, babe. Honestly, I can’t imagine you not being a teacher. You just have that vibe, ya know?”   His glee was infectious, even getting her to grin as he gave her a warm hug. “Aw shucks, darlin’, you’re gonna make me look redder than a blushing tomato.”   She hugged him back, enjoying the warm embrace of her borderline himbo boyfriend. Closing her eyes, she felt her mind drift off into sweet nothings as the two of them just lay there in each other’s arms. It was a strange relationship they had, being so intimate so quickly, but she decided that it suited them. Out of a million different ways this relationship could have gone, she wouldn’t change how it ended up no matter what.   … … …   It had taken quite a bit of effort on Abel’s part to pull her away from his bed, as she had been completely unwilling to leave his comfy hug. Still, he eventually did and Valentina was forced to leave his apartment and drive back to her own to get ready for work. Though she hadn’t done so without stealing his shirt and a pair of his boxers to act as shorts, seeing as her other clothes were a bit dirty. No regrets on that front though.   Getting ready for work hadn’t taken her very long, as she had several sets of clothes exclusively meant for work in the first place. She dressed conservatively, with a white blouse and gray cardigan covering her chest the best she could. She wore a long gray skirt to cover up her backside and legs, putting her hair into a small bun as she did her best to look as plain as possible. Looking sexy was great and all, but there was a time and a place for it. A therapist’s office was neither of those things.   She had gotten to the office a half-hour early, eager to get to work now that sleep had been banished from her brain. Spending the time studying her new patient’s file, she leaned back in her chair as she glanced around her room. Well, it wasn’t technically her room, but it was the room given to her and the other part-timers. This particular office was somewhat partnered with her college, often taking aspiring therapists and allowing them to work here for cheap in exchange for getting the necessary hours in order to get their license. It differed from state to state, but up here you needed well over a thousand hours of supervised work in order to even consider applying for a license.   Those hours had been a pain in the ass, but she had gotten it not too long ago. So technically, she was a full-on therapist now. Though again, getting her PsyD left her still working part-time. Such was the sacrifice for setting her future-self up for greater success. After all, psychologists (and therapists in general) were in high demand these days, and having as much as she could at her disposal as a marketing chip would only serve to benefit her.   Getting back to her studying, Valentina hummed as she put together a brief synopsis of his folder in her head. Michael Vin, a senior in Westbury High School whose parents called in worried about his mental health after finding out their son had been a victim of some sort of bullying. The actual type of bullying was left rather vague, seeing as the kid was rather tight-lipped about it, but some notes from a school counselor that the parents had provided mentioned something about him being a sort of social outcast. Not an uncommon circumstance, and frankly he wouldn’t be the first of his type she ever worked with. It was a sadly common thing, but one that was being addressed more and more these days. So, silver lining she supposed.   A knock sounded from her door, and she quickly put the file away before standing up and walking over to the door, her heels clicking against the floor as she opened the door. Standing in the doorway was her patient in question, a skinny looking blond kid with shoulder length hair and thick rimmed glasses. Standing at what seemed to be average height, he was taller than her by a few inches even while she was wearing heels. Stepping to the side, she gestured to the couch as she gave him an easygoing smile. “Good afternoon, I hope you’ve had a good day so far. Why don’t you sit down on the couch, and we can just get into it straight away, yeah?”   The boy gave a jerky nod, stepping into the office as she shut the door behind him and walked over to her desk. Opening the bottom drawer, she pulled out two bags of cheap snacks and lifted them up into the air. “Do you want some snacks? I’ve got some pretzels and some chocolate chip cookies, if you’re into that.”   “Pretzels, please.”   Putting the cookies back in the drawer, she took the pretzels and moved over a small table with an empty ceramic bowl. Pouring the pretzels into the bowl, she rolled up the bag and put it on the floor next to the table. Pulling up a chair, she sat down and pulled out a notepad and pen before tapping the pen on the pad. “So, Michael, I read a little bit about you in the folder your parents had asked your prior therapist to send to me, but those were kind of boring. Why don’t you tell me something interesting about yourself instead?”   The kid shifted around awkwardly in his seat, bangs in his face as he took a pretzel and muttered out an answer. “I like photography.”   She bobbed her head, not looking away from him as she scribbled that bit of information down. This first session would just be for getting a feel for her new patient and doing her best to make him feel comfortable with her. Basic stuff, but vital for making sure she did her job right. “Photography, huh? I take pictures and stuff sometimes, though I don’t know if it even counts if I use my phone.”   He munched on another pretzel, nervously eating even as his mouth twitched upwards. A good sign, and one she wanted to keep up. “Hope you don’t mind me asking, but what made you interested in photography? Wanted to be a real life Peter Parker?”   Shaking his head, she watched as his posture slackened slightly as he began to talk more confidently to her. “I just think it’s cool, capturing a moment of time like that.”   With wording like that, he was clearly more than just an enthusiast. Photography was likely the boy’s passion, and clearly was enough to get him peeking out of his shell ever so slightly. It’d make a good bridge for transitioning into more important topics. “It’s great to see that you know what you love doing. When I was your age, the closest thing I had to that were telenovelas. Is there a photography club in your school?”   Another shake of the head, a subtle frown on his face this time. “No.”   Her hand went to work keeping notes as she kept the conversation going. “Have you ever tried making one? I think you’d be a good club leader, with how passionate you are with it.”   His frown turned to an annoyed scowl, pretzels forgotten as he leaned back onto the couch. “Nobody would join a club with me in it.”   Interesting, and also depressingly typical. She could easily remember how much of an asshole high schoolers can be. “How come, if you don’t mind me asking.”   Hands rubbing together nervously, the boy lingered in silence for a while before finally speaking out. “They just think I’m weird and stuff.”   That much was said in his file, but she didn’t mention it. Instead, she let out a sigh and gave him an exasperated look. “Let me guess, they think you’re weird ‘cause you’re quiet and like taking pictures of stuff?”   The boy nodded, clearly annoyed by the idea. She was too, even if she could kind of get where those other kids were coming from. The quiet photography kid was often unfairly stereotyped as a sort of voyeur weirdo, which turned off a lot of people. Still, it was a cruel assumption to make of a person. “High schoolers, can’t say I miss being one of them. Is there anyone outside of your family that you are friends with? Since clearly, most of those people aren’t exactly good friend material.”   She managed to get a snort from him, getting the boy to relax even further as he gave his answer. “A few, but they're online on Discord and stuff.”   Hm, online friends. It was a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it made it easy to find people with your interests and have that sense of community you might not have elsewhere. On the other hand, it was very easy to find individuals who end up being negative influences on you or just generally harmful to your mental health. There had been too many suicides caused because kids fell into the wrong group online and were goaded into such action by those fuckwads they believed were their friends. “That sounds nice. I used to be on a Discord with a few of my gaming buddies back when I was an undergrad, but we fell out of touch. Still, it sounds like you’ve got some people to watch your back for you.”   Another nod, his head perking up as he garnered some interest in something she had said. “You play video games?”   She almost wanted to laugh. It should have been obvious really, what teenaged boy didn’t play video games these days? It was almost like a teenage rite of passage at this point. “A few, though not as much as I would like. Being a functioning member of society can be a pain like that. Are there any games that you really like?”   “Yeah, Hearts of Iron 4 and Crusader Kings 3.”   It took her a moment to remember what those two were, seeing as she was mostly an FPS enjoyer. “Strategy games, huh? I respect that, mostly ‘cause I’m pretty bad at them. My patience is fragile, apparently.”   Giving a quick glance at her notes before moving on, she tapped her pen against the notepad before deciding to dig a little deeper into the point of their session. “I know you’ve probably been asked this all the time, but can you tell me about your school life in general? The good, the bad, the stupid, all that stuff.”   The enthusiasm Michael had with video games dried up almost instantly as soon as the topic of school came up, his back slouching as he spoke. “It’s fine. I get good grades, do my work, and then go home.”   No mention of his social life, which was to be expected. “Is there anything about school that you do like?”   He stared off into the distance for a moment, taking a saddeningly long while to come up with anything before eventually bobbing his head slightly as he returned to focus. “There’s a cool garden by the back of the school. During the spring, they fill up the bird feeders there and I like to take pictures of them.”   Once again, nothing to do with people. She was starting to really understand his parents’ worries regarding their son. While it was okay to enjoy being by yourself and doing your own thing, not interacting with other people face to face would just lead to underdeveloped social skills. Considering this kid was going to be going off to college after this year was up, he was going to need to be able to communicate well with others if he wanted to succeed.   Putting her pen and pad down onto the table between them, Valentina decided to cut right to the crux of the matter. “Would it be alright if I cut to the chase a bit? Unless you want to spend the next forty minutes dancing around the issue, of course.”   In her experience, taking the direct approach was often the best one when it came to teenagers. Most of them are in the awkward position of wanting more independence while still struggling with the restrictions of their parents, and often yearn to be treated like proper adults. Acting as if they were made of glass often just made them feel like children, which would just make her job harder. And as she saw Michael’s eyes widen, and a sudden interest building in his expression, she decided she had made the right choice. “Uh, sure.”   Picking her words carefully, she spoke her purpose. “Your parents are concerned about you, and especially about your lack of sociability. That’s why you’re sitting here. Now, while I still don’t know much about you, I can hazard a guess and say that maybe their fears aren’t unfounded even if they are blown out of proportion.”   Taking her notepad off the table, she tore the first page out and began to scribble down her thoughts. “There’s nothing about you that needs ‘fixing’, I want to make that clear. However, perhaps we can work on improving your social skills together? After all, you’ll be leaving high school soon and entering what may as well be a whole new world. Being confident in your social skills will make that transition much easier than if you weren’t.”   She offered him a choice, even if it was somewhat empty as she doubted his parents would simply allow him to skip out on therapy. The point of the choice wasn’t the answers themselves, but the control it gave him. He had agency in this situation, something which would hopefully remove the sting of being forced into therapy in the first place. “And if I said no?”   Giving him a shrug, she took a pretzel and bit into it. “Then we just spend our sessions in silence. Maybe talk about your day, if you want to. Therapy is a choice, Michael. Even if your parents force you to come here, it’s up to you if you want to take advantage of it or not.”   She’d had patients like that, brick walls who refused to open up because they didn’t think they needed therapy in the first place. It was unfortunate, considering just how much good therapy could do if you allowed yourself to accept it, but she couldn’t stop people from refusing it. And she could see that same hesitance in Michael’s eyes, the uncertainty of accepting. Tapping the front of her notepad with her pen, she offered one last bit of encouragement. “Therapy isn’t about telling you what to do, or ‘fixing’ your flaws. All I can ever do is give you the tools and encouragement to overcome whatever challenges you find yourself facing. At the end of the day, you are the master of yourself.”   The idea resonated with the boy, confidence stiffening his wavering certainty as he gave a curt nod. “A-Alright then. I… I would like to continue.”   The sudden rush of energy which filled her chest reminded her of the smile Abel had given her when talking about making a positive change in the youth of today, and suddenly she completely understood what he meant. Work could be a pain at times, with stone wall patients or just those who refuse to help themselves live a better life. But every now and again, patients like this came around and she was reminded of why she wanted this job in the first place.   She smiled, the same smile she had seen that early morning, and felt joy at Michael’s acceptance. “Then let’s begin.”   … … …   For those of you wondering if you’ve had a Mandela Effect strike you, yeah I changed the kind of degree Valentina was going for. In fact, if you read the last chapter, you’ll see that I edited it to better align to that. One of the downsides of posting on a chapter by chapter basis, sometimes you realize that something you intended for a character doesn’t make sense with what you wrote and you need to change something. Thankfully, we’re early in so it wasn’t too bad but it sucks when you’re later in a fic and need to make changes. For context, in order to be a psychologist you need a doctorate and also be a licensed therapist (at least in the setting of this story). To be a licensed therapist, you need around 3,000 hours of clinical experience. Something which would be impossible for Valentina to have if she were still going for her master’s, as you need a master’s in order to even get that experience. I’m sure none of that matters to you all, but it matters to me god damn it. One of the consequences of that was actually needing to make Valentina a few years older than I first envisioned. Before I realized this, she was around early-to-mid twenties in my mind, but in order for her to be in the last year of getting her PsyD (Doctor of Psychology as opposed to a PhD which is a Doctor of Philosophy) she needed to be at least 27. Funny considering I originally imagined Abel being slightly older than her at first, but I kind of like the change to be honest. Abel being younger and Valentina being older sort of suits their characters better.   This has been A Decent Hoonter, and the more I write this the more I realize that Abel is kind of a himbo sometimes.  

Chapter 4 - Family Is Who You Love

Saying something and actually doing it were two very different things, that much Valentina was reminded of as she drove through the busy city streets.   Driving in the City was less a test of skill and more a test of patience, as the clogged streets left her driving at a blazing five miles per hour. It felt like every block had a stop light which just so happened to turn red whenever she got close. It was a good thing that she didn’t have to cross the Bridge to get to her mom’s apartment, otherwise she might end up killing someone.   “You seem a bit stressed, darlin’. What’s going on in there?”   Abel (bless his heart) sat next to her, brow creased in naked concern as she turned another corner. His smooth and chocolatey voice melting in her ears as she slouched forward a bit. Unlike her, he was practically giddy at the idea of enjoying dinner with her family, and she had all but been forced to stop him from putting on his best suit for the occasion. She eventually got him to settle for a style which he seldom wore, a casual look.   She had never really thought about it until now, but he almost always wore some sort of slacks and buttoned shirt for whatever reason. Even when they were on random lunch dates, he always wore them. It had actually taken quite a bit of effort to get him to abandon that fashion for tonight, with him insisting that it was only proper that he wore his best for meeting her family for the first time. Thankfully, he eventually settled for a purple flannel shirt with a white undershirt, some jeans, and some sturdy looking boots. He ended up rolling up the sleeves of his flannel, which was also a habit he had with his other shirts as well. It was kind of cute actually.   “Just hate coming to the City.”   Valentina had gone to college to escape having to live in this shithole, so having to come back to it always rubbed her attitude the wrong way. When she left to live on the Island for college, she had never known what it was like to live in a place where you didn’t have to sleep through random gunshots at night, or have to step over overdosed druggies just to leave your apartment. It was a terrible place, and she could never understand why anyone would ever want to live here.   “I get it. The City isn’t exactly the safest place, and while it has its moments, I wouldn’t wanna live here anymore than I have.”   She hummed as they pulled up to the old apartment complex, the old and stained brick building mocking her as she managed to miraculously find parking. Shutting off the car, she took a deep breath and looked at herself in the mirror. She wore sweats and a hoodie, unwilling to wear anything eye-catching in this part of town. A ratty pair of sneakers tapped against the floor of the car, anxiousness wrecking her as she tapped her fingers against the steering wheel.   The last few times she had introduced a boyfriend to her family had been… eh. Her first high school boyfriend had been a real piece of shit, thinking that she was gonna be his baby momma at 15. Thankfully, she had gotten out of that relationship early on, but it still left a crawling sensation on her skin whenever she thought of him. And while her taste in men had gotten better since then, it never did feel like they clicked with her family. Admittedly, just about all of the guys she ended up dating in her years of college were back when she had been trying super hard to fit in with the white kids. She had been a little too eager to throw away her culture at the time, and bringing those guys here always left them a little culture shocked. They were never rude, but her overly affectionate mom and sister could be a bit much for them. Her last boyfriend, Daniel, had managed a civil conversation with them at the very least. Though even he always felt awkward with her family, as he had been raised in a moderately wealthy household and could never quite drop the disgust he had with this place.   A disgust which she could tell transferred over to the people as well.   A hand rested on her own, dwarfing hers and enclosing it gently. Abel smiled down at her, squeezing her hand as he softly spoke. “You ready?”   No, no she wasn’t. Of all the things she could be, ready was far from one of them. “Yeah, sure. Let’s… let’s just fucking do this.”   She stepped out of the car, locking it just as both doors shut and grabbing Abel’s hand as the two of them walked up the short steps to the front door. Pressing the buzzer locking the metal front door, she waited for the intercom to finally work and connect her with her mom. Unfortunately, all she heard was the constant buzzing of the intercom before the door suddenly opened to reveal a small old black lady.   “Vally, hon? Is that you?”   She gave the old lady, Mrs. Not, a quick grin. “Yeah, it’s been a while, Mrs. Not. Just visiting Mom.”   The lady hummed before giving Abel a scrutinizing look, immediately suspecting him. “And who’s the white boy?”   A heavy wince came over her, but before she could apologize on Mrs. Not’s behalf, Abel offered his hand to the lady. “Evenin’ Ma’am. My name’s Abel, and I just so happen to be the lucky fella dating her. A pleasure to meet you.”   The old woman stared at the hand like it was some sort of alien, looking between it and him before shrugging her shoulders. “You always had a thing for whities, girl. Now if you excuse me, I gots me some mail to get.”   Mrs. Not walked away from them, leaving Valentina to halfheartedly drag her boyfriend in while she apologized for the woman’s behavior. “I’m so sorry about that, it’s just, there aren't a lot of… white people here. A-And you know, you don’t exactly fit in Mister Midwest, so…”   It was embarrassing having to apologize for something so fucking… ugh! Living here in the Projects, she had always been surrounded by black and Hispanic people. And even the people who looked white here, were also Hispanic so it wasn’t as noticeable. But Abel was very much not any of those things, and he just stuck out like a sore thumb with how… him, he was.   “It’s no problem, darlin’. Happened to me all the time when I first came out here. Besides, it’s not like I could even try to fit in. Can you honestly imagine me trying to act all hoodlike and stuff? It’d be a disaster.”   The mental image of Abel attempting to be ghetto (do-rag and all) almost made her burst out laughing in the middle of the hallway. Thankfully, she managed to hold in her laughter as a snort instead. “I think I’d die of cringe if you did that.”   “I’d ask that you take me with you in that scenario.”   Clicking the button for the elevator, she scrunched her nose up as the smell of the place finally hit her. It was stale, the scent of garbage lingering in the halls even as they remained clear of any bags. It was revolting and made it so much harder to remember the good memories she had of her old home. Abel, thankfully, didn’t seem to notice it. Or if he did, he didn’t say anything as the elevator dinged and the two of them stepped inside.   Stepping inside the elevator, they huddled to the sides so as to not step on a puddle of piss which sat in the center of the elevator. Giving the puddle a glance, Abel gave her a questioning look as he began to lean against the wall. “They allow pets in here?” “No. Also, don’t touch the walls. They grease ‘em up and shit.”   “Thanks.”   He stopped himself just before he could touch the metallic walls, a grimace on his face as he gave the piss puddle another look. “This happen often?”   She shook her head disappointingly, pressing the button for the basement level. “Unfortunately. It’s… you don’t live here unless you’re struggling, or you’ve just given up.”   He frowned deeply, though not in a way that felt judgmental. If anything, it was empathetic in nature. “That’s terrible. And people just choose to live here?”   “Most don’t get the chance to be picky. Though some…”   Trailing off, she let the thought lie as the elevator dinged once more and opened to reveal a concrete hallway. She wasn’t sure how the other projects were, but this particular one had been built with a very small hallway which had three apartments sort of shoved in there. To be honest, she had no idea if it was legally done or if they had been built after the building had already been put together. It had the same buzzing lights as the upper floors, and did have stairwell access, so she had always assumed that it was perfectly legal. Still, she could never help but wonder.   She led her boyfriend through the hallway, finding her old home at the end of the short hall and giving it a firm knock. She could vaguely hear Fiona behind the door yelling to Mom, footsteps thudding up to the door before the clicking of the lock being turned hit her ears. The old door swung open, her little sister eyeing the two of them as she sipped on a Mountain Dew.   “Sup, Sis, so this is the guy?”   Her sister was just as tall as she was (so not tall in the slightest), with her hair done in two pigtails. They shared the same round face and youthful look, though she still looked barely out of high school. Unlike her, Fiona didn’t have anything in the way of chub, and instead showed off her flat stomach with a short anime looking t-shirt which stretched across her heavy bust. She wore a pair of short shorts which clung to her hips wide, pink and white striped thigh high socks on her legs as she gave Abel a flirty look. “And what a guy he is.”   Abel brushed off the younger girl’s flirtations with practiced ease, holding his hand out with a smile. “Thank you kindly. My name is Abel, and am I glad to finally meet ya.”   She took his hand, giving it a good shake before stepping away from the door. “Mm, same here. Come on, Mom is just finishing up the pernil and the pasteles should be out soon.”   The two of them stepped inside, giving the small living room on the left a glance before taking a step to the right and immediately entering the somewhat long but narrow kitchen. Her mom was cooking up a storm, listening to some reggaeton as she moved from pan to oven. She wore an old blue dress, which was stretched in the front by her mom’s frankly absurd chest. Her hips swayed from side to side as she hummed along to the music, large ass managing to catch her boyfriend’s gaze before he quickly and respectfully looked away.   Good boy.   “Is that you, mija?”   Mom turned her head to face them, a few wrinkles on her face being one of the few indicators of her age as her eyes lit up. “Oh, Valentina you’ve grown so much since I last saw you!”   “Have I? Have I really?”   Mom swatted her shoulder as she pulled her in for a hug, the five-foot nothing woman squeezing her with an unnatural strength before kissing her cheek. “Yes you have, now shut.”   Turning away from her, Mom then gave Abel an appraising look as he rubbed the back of his head nervously. Offering his hand to her just like he had done Fiona, he attempted to introduce himself. “Evenin’, Miss. My name is Abel and-“   Ignoring him completely, she grabbed him by his extended arm and yanked him down to her level. Grabbing his face with both hands, she manhandled him around as she gave his eyes a seasoned examination. Abel blinked, unsure of what to do but following along as her mom gave a quick hum and let go of him. “A handsome one, I’m almost jealous.”   “Mom!”   The older woman just chuckled as she pulled Abel in for a hug, hands resting on his back just a bit lower than was appropriate before pulling away and heading back into the kitchen. Though not before giving Fiona a quick order. “Fi-Fi, you clean up the sala?”   “Yes Mom.”   Returning to her cooking, she checked the oven to see how the pernil was doing before giving the pasteles another look. “Good. Take the pretty boy to the sala with your sister.”   Fiona gave her a mock salute as the three of them migrated to the living room, sitting down on the old couches as Fiona somehow found a way to get Abel to sit between her and Valentina. Shuffling up a little bit too close for her liking, Fiona maintained just enough distance from her boyfriend to keep her from saying anything as the younger girl started the conversation. “Aight, I need some details right now. Farm boy! How’d you two meet?”   Abel once again found himself somewhat overwhelmed, but this time managed it better than he had with her mom. “Well, it’s a bit of an unusual start.”   He looked over to her for permission, which was sweet but totally unnecessary. Family was family, and she shared almost everything with her family. Giving him a nod, Valentina sat back on the couch and watched her boyfriend and sister chat with a hopeful stare.   “So, I was her roommate’s one night stand the night before.”   “No way!”   “Yeah, weird I know. But we ended up talking the morning after, and I thought she was really, you know, cute and stuff so I asked her out.”   “And she said yes?!”   “I know right? Honestly, I thought I didn’t have a cow’s chance at a butcher’s house of her agreeing.”   Both her and Fiona gave him a look at the odd expression, but that didn’t stop the excitable young woman from questioning him further. “Crazy. So, where’d you guys go?”   “A steakhouse that was close by for dinner, but we ended up going to Dave and Buster’s after.”   “Ooh, I’ve only been there like, once ever. What’d you guys do there?”   He stalled for a moment, once more looking to her for guidance on how to answer the question. She chuckled, sitting up slightly as she rested her head on his arm and gave it to her sister straight. “We played some skee-ball, I beat his ass, and then he pounded my ass on one of those motorcycle games where you gotta sit on the fake bike.”   Abel’s face went a bright red as Fiona gasped, both of them shocked at her answer but for completely different reasons and in wildly different ways.   “Uhhhhh…”   Seeing as her boyfriend was a bit too dumbfounded to talk properly, Valentina prepared to take charge of the conversation as Fiona shifted her focus to her. “So how was it? Is he big? How girthy is it? Is he experienced? Oh, oh, did he dom you?”   “Wha…?” Patting him on the shoulder, she answered her sister’s questions as honestly as she could. “It was fucking amazing, he can reach past my belly button, girthy enough to redefine the word thick, fuck yeah he is, and fuck yeah he did.”   Fiona’s eyes practically sparkled as she leaned in closer. “Woah, that’s so awesome! Damn it, you mind lending him to me? This whole being a virgin thing sucks ass and your guy sounds dope.”   “Huh?”   Valentina almost felt mean at this point, however that didn’t stop her from getting more than her fair share of amusement at his shock over how close she was to her family. It was a Hispanic family thing, at least in her experience. Combine that with being stuck in abject poverty together for quite some time and the hardships that entailed, and you got a trio of women who shared practically everything with one another. Well, at least when they were face to face. Less so over the phone, it just didn’t have the same open-air feeling.   “I dunno, Fi. I mean, he is my boyfriend. Why should I share him with you?”   She playfully danced around the subject, unwilling to say no but also a bit too embarrassed to say yes outright. Thankfully, Fiona seemed more than happy to go along with her as she pouted and pulled Abel’s arm between her breasts. “Please! I promise I’ll give him back when I’m done! We can even do it together!”   “I- is- can you even-“   Patting him once again, she ignored his befuddlement as the idea of her sister fucking her boyfriend worked its way into her brain. “You’re terrible, you know that? What would those viewers of yours think if they could hear you now?”   “They’d probably want videos.”   She snorted, rubbing her thighs together as she pretended to find the idea amusing and not incredibly hot. “Of course they would.”   “I am out of my field right now.”   Abel officially gave up trying to wrap his head around it all, shaking his head as he finally finished rebooting himself. Giving his arm a tug, she quickly snagged his attention and snuggled closer as she finally explained the last five minutes to him. “I’m really close to my family, since we’re really all we’ve got. Do you… is that something you think you can get used to?”   It was a make-or-break question, in her eyes. If he couldn’t get used to her family, then there was no way that their relationship was going to work out. That was just how it was, and frankly few people were comfortable with that sort of thing. Abel, however, just laughed to himself and hugged her closer. “I think it’s wonderful, darlin’. Just took me by surprise is all. I never… I didn’t know families could be so open.”   Her heart fluttered a bit at how genuine he was, a goofy little smile on her face before she tried to hide it by shoving her tongue down his throat. She climbed even closer to him, enjoying the way his hands rested on her waist. she tried to get on top of him, ready to push him down onto the couch, before her mom’s voice rang out from the kitchen.   “Time to eat!”   She huffed, annoyed at getting cockblocked before remembering that her sister was still there. she glanced up, making eye contact with Fiona who had just leaned back on the couch with a lewd expression. “Damn, that’s hot.”   …Maybe she underestimated how perverted her sister was. Maybe being unnaturally kinky ran in the family?   “Putas, I said it’s time to eat!”   The two siblings winced at their mother’s tone, getting up from the couch as all three of them made their way to the cramped kitchen.   Mom had already served four plates filled with food, rice and beans making up the majority of the plates with a pastele each and some pernil on the side. A bottle of tabasco was at the center of the square table, something which Valentina quickly snagged as she sat down in the chair against the wall and gestured for Abel to take the seat to the right of her.   Dumping more than her fair share of hot sauce on the pasteles, she went to dig in with her spoon and fork only to be stopped as sudden death tickled her spine. Putting her utensils down, she waited for her mom to sit and clap her hands together. “I would like to thank God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit for this meal. I pray that we are able to buy that new home, and that my dear Valentina will be happy with her new man. Amen.”   Everyone else followed her amen with one of their own, Abel looking slightly uncomfortable as he did so. Now able to dig into the food without being obliterated, Valentina tore into a pastele before it could get cold. All the while, her mom began to grill her boyfriend for information.   “So, Abel, I heard you fucked my daughter on the first date.”   He almost choked on his food, managing to save himself at the last moment with a hearty cough. Clearing his throat, he did his best to look the older woman in the eye as she nodded. “Y-Yes Ma’am. I uh, we didn’t, I mean…”   It was funny watching him fumble his words, face getting redder as all three women stared at him. Mom, to her credit, didn’t seem all too annoyed by the stuttering as she simply bobbed her head and continued. “Nervous boy, don’t worry. Honestly, I was getting worried she was going to die an old maid.”   “Mom!”   Now it was her turn to be flustered, as Fiona snickered from her side of the table. Mom, of course, didn’t even respond to her embarrassment. Instead, she continued to focus all her attention on Abel. “So, what made you want my Val in the first place?”   Taking a bite of the pernil, he stopped for a moment to moan as the flavor hit his tongue. Rolling around the pork in his mouth, he swallowed it before getting to her question. “I mean, when we first started talking it just came so easy, ya know? Now, I ain’t ever had any trouble with talking to people before, but it was different with her. She was just, kind of really cool. And combined with how cute she is, well I thought she was way out of my league to be honest. Still do.”   Happiness struck her heart as she took a bite of her pastele to hide her silly little grin, thankful that her mom was too busy cooing at how he described her. “I know that feeling. I met her father back when I was still in school here, he was fresh from Puerto Rico and I remember just being so in love at first sight. Ah, to feel love like that again.”   Abel visibly seemed to be relaxing now, getting more in rhythm with her family as he finally asked his first question. “If you don’t mind me asking, what was it like raising two daughters? I mean, you guys seem so close, and I’m just… I’ve never seen anyone so comfortable with their family before.”   There was a hint of longing in his voice, something which tugged at her heartstrings as she remembered the random hints and clues he occasionally dropped regarding how tense his own family situation had been. Thankfully, she was the only one who noticed it, as her mom just answered the question without much thought. “Hard work. These puñetas liked to drive me up the wall with their shenanigans. Always fighting and complaining. If I knew having kids would be that hard, I would have just gotten two dogs.”   Both her and her sister looked at one another, deadpanning slightly before turning to their mother. “We love you too, Mom.”   “See? Even now with the sass.”   Abel chuckled at their little dynamic, eyes gleaming as he leaned closer to the table. “You did a great job though, Ma’am. I mean, your family just seems so… loving. I wish- I mean, I’m just impressed.”   This time it wasn’t just her who noticed his slip up, as both Fiona and her mom glanced at each other before her little sister pushed a bit. “What’s your family like?”   He froze, expression stiffening as he spoke around the question. “I mean they’re pretty typical I’d say. Parents, two sisters, you know, family.”   Her hand found his under the table, squeezing it as it was now her turn to keep him calm. He had never straight up told her what his family was like, but she was keen enough to paint a picture in her mind. His father was either a deadbeat or just plain dead, and his stepfather hadn’t been too kind with him. His mom probably hadn’t done much to alleviate that, if the way he felt happy spiting both of them with his choice of last name meant anything. She knew that there was often conflict in his home, as he had readily admitted when talking about how he had found his love of old cartoons in the first place.   At the risk of psychoanalyzing him too much, he was probably excited to meet her family because he just wanted to make a good impression on them and be accepted as a member of the family through her, at least on a subconscious level. However, she kept that tidbit to herself. No one appreciated being analyzed like that, not when it often revolved around very personal matters.   She shot her mom and sister a look, silently telling them to let the matter be. The two nodded, her mom changing the topic into something more positive. “So, how do you like the food?”   He beamed at the question and began to chatter endlessly about how much he loved the flavoring. It was adorable, watching him geek out over cooking of all things, and the way her mom managed to fall into the conversation made her smile. She ended up just watching as he conversed with her family, resting her head in her hand as they talked and laughed over dinner.   It was more than she could have ever dreamed of, Abel falling into a sort of light dynamic with her mom and sister almost immediately. It made her stomach feel all tingly, the way the three of them just talked so naturally. Somehow, he managed to adapt to their oversharing and overly nosey natures, not quite matching them but no longer falling into a stunned daze. He gestured and laughed, somehow making the extreme differences between himself and everyone else seem like nothing as they talked. If she hadn’t known any better, she would say he had always been there with how quickly the three of them managed to click.   It was almost like he was family.   Her heart throbbed at her traitorous mind’s errant thoughts, thumb running over her ring finger absentmindedly. Despite her admittedly pessimistic outlook, he had managed to pass just about every test she had set up in her mind. Maybe it was their easy chemistry which made it work. Or perhaps they were just so complementary to one another that it was an inevitability. Either way, she found herself ecstatically moving her judgment of him from simple boyfriend to potential life partner.   Heh, she could hardly believe herself. Thinking of something as far away as marriage. Damn, she really was down bad, huh?   Throughout dinner, their hands never left one another as she finally joined in on the conversation going on around the small table. The table had been just big enough for the three women to eat there comfortably, but Abel’s larger frame meant that he was somewhat squished on his side of the square table. He did his best to keep himself from bothering anyone, but every now and again his arm would accidentally bump into her mom, which he would always immediately apologize for.   “Sorry, Ma’am.”   Her mom put her hand on his arm, shaking her head as she felt up his forearm perhaps a bit too long to be appropriate. “No, don’t apologize, papi. You’re a big man, that’s just how it is. And please, just call me Lorena. Or Mami, if you prefer.”   “Oh, alrighty then Ma- I mean, Lorena.”   Valentina felt her cheeks heat up a bit, her brow furrowing as she fixed her mother with a stern look. “Mom, really?”   The older woman blinked innocently, finishing off some of her rice and beans as she just shrugged. “What, mija? With how things are going now, he’ll be my son-in-law by the end of the year.”   “MOM!”   Her whole face ran hot, mortified at the casual tone her mother had taken. Abel, however, just leaned closer with a smile as he rubbed the top of her hand with his thumb. “You really think so, Lorena?”   “ABEL!”   She kicked his shin in, ears blazing as Fiona laughed herself silly in her little corner. her boyfriend (that stupid, stupid man) gave her a sheepish look while Mom just gave the two of them a knowing look. “I’m just saying. If you don’t make me an abuela soon, I might die of sadness.”   The urge to be pissed at her mom for even mentioning such a thing was strong, but the starry look in Abel’s eyes as he scooted closer to her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder made it very difficult to do so. He pressed his lips against her cheek, soothing her already cooling anger and leaving her in a state between annoyed and bubbly. Leaning into him a little more, she fixed her mom with a glare as she attempted to take control of the situation. “That is none of your business, Mom. Besides, it’s only been a few weeks.”   Her mom just waved a hand, completely tossing aside her incredibly valid points with a single gesture. “So dramatic. You know, I got engaged with your father on our six-month anniversary, and that was one of the best decisions I ever made.”   Another eye twitch. “You also dropped out of high school at the beginning of your junior year because you got pregnant.”   “Exactly, you could afford to pick up the pace.”   Valentina scowled, unable to think of any way to argue against her mom and win. She looked down at her plate, reaching for her fork as she polished off her pasteles and began to devour the rice, beans, and pernil. As she ate, she found herself moving closer and closer to her boyfriend until she was just in his lap, finishing up her plate while he was still barely halfway through his. Once again, she found herself completely pacified as he gently rubbed the back of her head, and she vowed to get revenge on him for making her so giddy.   Fortunately, she didn’t need to do anything as her mom suddenly frowned at his still mostly full plate. “Are you not going to eat?”   “Oh no, I don’t think I could fit another bite in.”   She could hear Fiona suck in a breath through her teeth, their mom’s eyes hardening at his words. “Pendejo, I didn’t spend all day cooking for you to not eat.”   Justice was served as he stalled for a moment, surprised by the shift in tone. Seeing him caught like a deer in the headlights, Valentina decided to throw him a bone and cut into one of his pasteles before offering it to him. “Better listen, babe.”   He chuckled, taking a bite out of the food and tapping his fingers on her thigh. Reaching to grab his fork back, she pulled it away so that she could get another piece of his food. He raised an eyebrow, accepting her help but leveling a look at her. “I can feed myself, darlin’.”   An impish grin settled on her lips as she once again moved the fork out of his reach. “But you were just complaining about not being able to fit any more. So, I’m helping you.”   His eyes narrowed, hand moving up from her waist to her lower back as he held her in place. Grabbing her shoulder, he trailed down her arm before holding onto her wrist and forcing her hand closer to him. she bit her lip, shifting on his lap as she felt the switch in her mind begin to flip.   “No sex during dinner, cochinos.”   Once again, her mother ruined the mood. Relenting the fork to him, Valentina decided to just rest against his chest as he slowly but surely did his best to finish the meal before him. Fiona slumped forward over the table slightly, eyes dull as she scrolled through her phone. The nineteen-year-old young woman seemed completely zoned out, before her eyes suddenly widened and she leaned back. Tapping one of the wireless earbuds that had been hidden by her hair, she glanced between her, Abel, and the phone with a stunned look on her face.   Looking closer to the young woman, Valentia paused as she saw Fiona type something on her phone, before her own phone vibrated in her pocket. Giving the device a look, she felt a headache begin to form as she read the message.   Fi-Fi: Nat sent me a video A very **interesting** video ;)   Me: She sent the video of me and Abel, did she?   Fi-Fi: YESSSS   The friendship between Nat and her sister was one of the more aggravating developments in her life. The two of them were too similar for her mental health, both into weeb shit and somehow managing to be the two horniest people she had ever met. Nat managed that lust with whatever boyfriend (or girlfriend) she had at the time, only ever getting bad whenever she was single for too long. Fiona on the other hand, was always at max horny all the time. It had gotten to the point where there was an unwritten rule to never enter her bedroom unless it was recently cleaned, as the young woman tended to leave her many toys all around the room.   Did a high libido just run in the family or something? Or maybe it was just because her sister tended to stay indoors often and didn’t have much social interaction which led to her being a bit more depraved. Regardless, it was definitely kind of annoying at times.   It was also incredibly arousing.   Being sure to hide her screen from her boyfriend, she quickly continued the conversation.   Me: What’d you think?   Fiona’s eyes flicked up to her, questioning slightly. Nonetheless, she returned to her phone and typed out another response.   Fi-Fi: It was hot. The way he just took control of you.   She could see the hesitance in her sister’s posture as the young woman fidgeted slightly, unused to the seriousness in which she had asked the question. It was enough to pull Valentina from her horniness, and she quickly pocketed her device. Their earlier joking around had planted an idea in her head, and not one she particularly wanted. It was… it was just out of the norm. Unusual even. Strange. Very weird. Fucking hot. No, wait, shit.   Shoving her head into Abel’s chest, she used the pretense of snuggling to hide her frustrated expression. There was no way in hell she was getting turned on at the idea of her sister of all people doing that with her boyfriend.   She would spend the rest of dinner in a state of abject horror and arousal, masking it as tiredness from the trip and fullness from the meal. Something she had quite a bit of skill with, as it was always the easiest way to leave any dinner without being seen as rude. She hadn’t even needed to get up herself, as her awesome (and soon to be very lucky) boyfriend picked her up after he had finally finished his dinner.   “Would it be alright if I take her to the living room?”   “Of course! I was going to make her stay over anyway, she doesn’t visit me enough. Just clean up after you two are done.”   “I… yes Ma’am.”   “What did I say about names?”   “Sorry, Lorena.”   “Good boy.”   With that exchange done, she felt herself being carried into the living room (a brief stop as he closed the curtain acting as a divider between the living room and the rest of the house) and set down on the old couch that sat at the back wall. She cracked open an eye, locking onto his own before grabbing his arm before he could pull away. “I didn’t say you could leave.”   He chuckled, and she quickly sat up so that he could get under her. Using him as a body pillow, Valentina idly stroked his chin while she pushed against the inside of her cheek with her tongue. As much as the idea of getting frisky in the living room appealed to her, there was one thing which was even more distracting. “Babe, about your family…”   Such a topic had been a sort of pit between them, as he would always dance around it and she never dared get close. It wasn’t an unusual thing in her eyes. Hell, the only one of her friends with a decent family life was Nat and her parents weren’t even around half the time. Admittedly she only had two close friends, and most of her exes had decent relationships with their own family (middle class privilege, apparently) but the point still remained.   However, the way Abel spoke of his own family was a touch… concerning in her eyes. It was always brief and melancholy, leaving him with a kicked puppy look in his eyes. Sure, there was resentment too, but it never took away from the apparent sadness in his heart. And then the longing in his gaze as he saw her interact with her own family…   She fucking hated it, plain and simple.   “What about them?”   His voice was low, barely a whisper, almost as if he were afraid someone would hear him. None of how he acted regarding his family fit his otherwise cheerful demeanor, which made her want to hate those assholes in spite of having never met them.   “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to, but I just wanted to know what they’re like. What your childhood was like, you know?”   She refrained from asking the immediate question of “Were they abusive” right off the bat. Her time as a therapist taught her that being totally blunt required a bit of social nuance and timing. Thankfully, it seemed that she might not have to ask it, as he held her closer and began to speak more openly about the topic which he had guarded so close to his chest before now. “It’s… a story.”   “I’ll listen.”   He exhaled softly, something she could feel all throughout her head as she rested upon his chest. There was no eye contact between them, they didn’t need it. Just the tactile sensation of their bodies against one another was enough to inform all they needed to each other.   “My mother and her husband, Bill Smith, married young, barely twenty. Her husband worked at his father’s ranch, with long hours and little down time. It was stressful, and the lack of time together strained their relationship. Left her feeling lonely and in need of comfort, or so she says.”   Her eyes widened slightly, putting the pieces together even as he continued.   “Lyon Lustcraft, on the other hand, was a stain of a human who strolled into town one day and used his charms to take advantage of her. Starting a short but terrible affair, which left her pregnant and him gone in the wind.”   Circling her hand on his chest, Valentina pressed herself against him harder than ever as she whispered quietly back at him. “And Bill found out it wasn’t his?”   “Only when he saw the baby he thought was his come out with a face that reminded him of the handsome stranger that had visited the town nine months ago. He managed to get a DNA test done and, well, he was not the father.”   He attempted to add a bit of levity near the very end there, as if he felt guilty for sharing his rather painful origins. “And they kept you?”   “He sure as hell didn’t want to, and it was only my mother begging him otherwise that changed his mind. The first and last time she’d defend me.”   A sudden hint of bitterness entered his voice, the first spiteful emotion she had witnessed from him since… ever really. Of course, he then immediately backtracked. “Not that I can blame her. Downside of living in a small and heavily religious town, everyone knew the story by the day’s end. They whispered and gossiped, never letting her forget what she did. And I was the cherry on top, living proof of her sin.”   The way he phrased it all reminded her of how her mother spoke of old folk tales, with a measure of detachment from the story which was likely the only way he could tell it without feeling whatever pain it left within him. “Did he ever…”   Her question died on her tongue, as she both didn’t wish to hear the answer and didn’t want to make him give it to her. Abel barreled through it however, speaking of it with a plain and tired voice. “Only when I got old enough to start asking questions, like why pa didn’t like being around me. Or why he always cursed at mom whenever he got drunk. I… I don’t blame him. His whole life was turned upside down, the woman he loved betraying him and the child he thought was his turning out to be some other man’s instead. Something he could never forget, even when he did eventually have two girls to call his children. I was always there. I always reminded him.”   She slapped his chest, face scrunching up at the guilt in his tone. “None of that was your fault, Abel. You were a victim just like he was.”   “…Hard not to think that way, I guess.”   Finding herself climbing up his body, she held his face with both her hands and glared down at him with all the fury she could muster. “Don’t, I forbid it. You are a great man, better than either that sperm donor of yours or that fuckhead Bill. So help me God, if you even think about feeling guilty about that shit I will beat some common sense into your ass.”   Abel stared at her, stunned with an ever-growing smile on his face which seemed to banish whatever agony had taken hold of him. “Darlin’, I think I love you.”   Her face ran red, sheepishness kicking aside whatever sternness she had managed to gather as she replayed his last sentence within her  head a thousand times. “R-Really?”   He gave her that silly little grin which made her heart launch into the heavens, somehow managing to spin them around so that she was pressed between the couch and his body. “Don’t you doubt me nothin’, love. I’ll prove it straight.”   His lips captured hers, a hand running down her thigh as she let out a moan into his mouth. She wrapped her arms around his neck, eyes closing as she allowed herself to be swallowed up by his passion. Clothes began to fall, and sweat began to build as met hip-to-hip and fought together to be as close to one another as possible. It was unlike the rabid and borderline frenzied couplings they usually shared, lacking the raw heat of lust. Instead, they pushed against one another in a slow and tender action, embracing each other’s company rather than their bodies. Their relationship, though beginning with lust and basic attraction, was deeper than before. It was something new to both of them, something that had grown without warning or consent. It was something that, in spite of their short time together thus far, was unmistakable in its presence.   It was love, plain and simple.   … … …   I know it’s a bit weird to do a fade to black in a porn fic, but I found that this specific ending fit the tone way more than any actual smut scene I could come up with. Sorry if the lack of sexy times is disappointing to any of you horny fucks, but uh… actually I’m not sorry. Whoops I lied.   I do hope that you lot enjoyed the Meet the Family episode, and all that it entailed. We now know a bit about Himbo Man’s tragic superhero origin, and all that it entails! And… well Fiona is a horny lass, can’t not mention that. I really have nothing else to say, so uh… hope you enjoyed.   This has been A Decent Hoonter, and I should probably take these ANs more seriously (I won’t though).

Chapter 1 - An Island and It's God

Here's the first chapter of another story from the Aitworld Universe. This one takes place a few centuries earlier than my previous story. It's also my first furry story. I've been working on it for a while and am on the fourth chapter by now. I figured it was time I got the first chapter posted. Unlike my other stories, this one has a lot less sex. I tried, rather, to write an actual story with a fair amount of sexual themes. The Rosian Deep Chapter 1: An Island and It’s God Jatha squirmed. The men who held him just chuckled and touched their crotches. A tear fell down the boy’s cheek as another cock was forced down his throat. Jatha Thrathirum’s family were immigrants headed for the newly discovered sub-continent of Turland. The five master they had booked passage on was packed with hundreds of other families just like them. People seeking freedom, adventure, opportunity. They had started out with such hopes. That was five months before. After so long at sea everyone was tired, bored and the confined space of the large but not large enough ship was beginning to close in on them. They still had months of sailing to go, but even the sailors were beginning to fray at the edges. Jatha’s parents had warned him to stay close in a ship with so many strangers. But the fourteen year old boy found it hard to sit still for too long. Against his family’s advice he had begun to explore the ship. He now spent his days scaling the railings and rigging of the vessel, much to the amusement of the sailors. They tolerated him at first and soon began to view the affably cheerful boy as the ship’s mascot. Months at sea would make just about any man antsy though, and a few of the sailors had begun to notice how soft and innocent Jatha looked, with his supple brunette hair framing his face, and his small button nose, dimply infectious smile, and the way his form curved slightly in just the right places. He was almost feminine. At first Jatha had thought their suggestive comments and occasional cupping and touching were just playful jokes. He had never thought of himself as being attracted to other males. Actually he had never thought of it at all. But then one evening a group of three sailors grabbed him and carried him down in one of the storage holds. At first he thought they were just having a joke with him, but then they started to touch him and caress him in a manner that made him uncomfortable. When the first penis appeared before him he gasped, “No, please! I don’t want to!” It didn’t matter to his captors. They had been so long without female companionship that even a somewhat feminine boy was just what they needed. Jatha’s mouth was held open as he was made to service the shaft of man meat. His delicate young lips stretched over it as it slid back and forth, forcing itself deeper into his virgin throat. When it finally throbbed out its seed he was forced to swallow all of it before another was shoved down his abused gullet. His tears fell freely and apparently invisibly to the men who were taking advantage of him. As the second man came and filled him with hot liquid, Jatha felt a corresponding coldness form in his belly. A determination that spread to fill his being as the now soft member was pulled from his mouth. Appearing to become pliant and willing, he smiled up at them and reached for the third man’s rod. The man smiled back at him and moaned as the boy stroked his shaft, running one had up and down its length while the other slipped down to cup his balls. The man smiled enthusiastically at the boy they were using. His smile froze, however, and his lips parted in a scream as Jatha squeezed and twisted his scrotum. The men stared, momentarily shocked as their fellow crumpled backwards in pain, his hands reaching protectively for his crotch. Taking advantage of their shock, Jatha bolted for the hatch that led to the deck. He barely cleared it before the men recovered and lunged after him. They chased him across the deck, but they were unable to catch the nimbler youth as he scaled over the railing to the back of the ship and began to make his way around one of the cabins. The sailors knew the ship well though, and split up as they tried to head him off. Jatha clung to the railing behind the cabin, feeling the spray of the ocean directly behind him as he pondered what to do next. He began to panic as the men appeared on either side of him and began to make their way to him. Looking around frantically Jatha could not find a means of escape. Looking down the wild ocean waves seemed to reach for him. He clung tighter to the railing, however, it was wet and slippery from the constant spray and as the men reached him, he kicked out, trying to fend them off. As his foot made contact with the sailor his other foot slipped on the slick wood. As he fell he tried to grip the railing but could not keep his purchase and he simply fell back into the cold water below. The ship kept sailing on. Even when his parents would realize he was missing , the captain would never turn around and search for one foolish boy. As he bobbed in the waves, Jatha moaned. Great, what am I going to do now, he thought. He was stuck, floating on the largest ocean in the world with no land in sight. Fear crept into him, freezing his limbs. He began to sink, the water closed over his head making him splutter back to the surface. He rode the massive swells of the ocean, despair sinking into his heart. Suddenly he felt something touch his leg. He screamed, his vocal cords ripping out a shrill girlish shriek. He was certain he was about to be eaten by some sea creature. But, just when he was about to start kicking in desperation, two pairs of flippers lifted him up, making it easier for him to breath and float on the ocean surface. He gasped in supreme shock as whatever strange creatures were attached to the flippers began to carry him forward in a direction he wasn’t even sure of. He tried to see what kind of creatures were helping him but all he could make out were dark blurry shapes beneath the water. The creatures built speed until he was fairly flying through the surface of the ocean. They traveled all night and a good part of the morning next day until a very weary Jatha was deposited in the shallows of a beach. Looking back he finally caught of the creatures before they disappeared into the waves. They were sea lions. Jatha shook his head, too tired to wonder why sea lions would rescue him. Turning back to the beach he found himself staring in wonder at what appeared to be the most beautiful island he had ever seen. Trees and other plants of every shape and color grew profusely at the end of the beach. He had little time to admire the beauty around him, however, as his eyes came to rest on an old man with a staff standing on the sand between him and the foliage, staring at him. The old man didn’t just look old. He looked ancient. His long white beard flowed to the sand beneath his feet. His skin was dark and gnarled and he leaned heavily on the thick staff he carried. His eyes. though, were clear and of an undefined color. The two stood gazing at one another, ocean water washing back and forth past Jatha’s knees. Finally the old man lifted a gnarled hand and beckoned. Swallowing nervously, Jatha waded out of the surf and came to stand only a few feet from him. The old man spoke in a deep throaty voice, “This is Vii, the most beautiful island in the Ros Sea. I am its god, Vintwa. Who are you, and how have you come here?” Jatha gulped, Ros Sea? He had been in the Belnar Ocean. The man was looking at him expectantly, though so he shakily said, “My name is Jatha Thrathirum. I was bound to Turland with my family aboard a five masted schooner. We’re immigrants. I-I fell over board and a pair of sea lions, for some reason, bore me here. Did you send them?” The old man shook his head, “No. Maybe they liked you. I know that they had no regard for me or they would have taken you elsewhere. Humans are not allowed on Vii.” “But you are human,” pointed out Jatha. Vintwa shook his head, “No, as I told you I am the god of Vii. I am certainly not human.” Jatha shifted nervously, “What do you mean ‘god‘?” The old man raised skeptical eyebrow, “I mean protector and guardian of this island. Have you no gods where you come from?” Jatha shrugged, “Yes, but I’ve never met one and I’ve never known anyone who has.” Vintwa shrugged, “Now you have met one, but the issue still remains. You are human, and humans are not allowed here. You must leave.” Jatha looked nervously to the sea at his back, “But…how?” Vintwa shrugged again, “I do not know. Swim, I suppose.” Jatha’s lower lip started to tremble, “B-but I’ll drown! I can’t swim somewhere else!” Vintwa shifted uncomfortably. He looked down at the trembling and soaked boy who had washed up on his shore. He was not a hard hearted god, nor was he cruel. But he also knew that the island would not tolerate a human presence, “That is your problem. I cannot let you stay on Vii for long. The island itself would rise up and kill you.” Jatha began to sob. His exhausted body fell forward and he lay at Vintwa’s feet begging, “Please! I can’t go anywhere! I’m begging you! If you throw me off the island I’ll die anyway! Please! I’ll do anything! Anything!” Vintwa gazed at the prostrate human boy at his feet and something twisted inside him. He had long lived alone on the island. It had, in fact, been centuries since another sentient being had stepped foot on Vii. He had gotten used to it, but the loneliness seemed to always be there, an almost unconscious weight. He realized he wanted Jatha to stay just as much as the boy. Besides, it would plague him for several more centuries if he tossed the boy into the sea and he drowned. He searched his memory for a solution. Surely as god of Vii he had it in his power to help Jatha. After all, what good was it being a god if you didn’t put your power to good use once in a while. Jatha still lay sobbing at his feet as Vintwa asked, “Boy?” Jatha looked up. “Have you ever heard of the Fendie?” Jatha looked up, his eyes widening as he nodded. The Fendie. A people who were so rarely seen in his homeland that they were considered close to myth and legend. A Fendie was a person who had taken on physical attributes of an animal. Or they were an animal who had been born with a close to human form and human intelligence. Many different theories existed but most agreed that the Fendie were a race of half-human, half-animal beings. Vintwa smiled as he saw that Jatha knew of the Fendie, “Well, the Fendie are allowed on Vii. Since they’re not human, strictly speaking.” Jatha nodded looking slightly puzzled. Vintwa shifted uncomfortably again, “Well, how would you like to be one.” Jatha looked even more confused, “Um, how?” “Why, I’d transform you of course,” Vintwa gave the boy a bemused smile. Jatha rose into a sitting position, “You can do that?” Vintwa grinned fiercely and spread his arms in a grand gesture, “Of course! I am Vintwa! God of all Vii! While on this island there is nothing I cannot do!” Jatha gazed in awe as the old man suddenly seemed to loom larger than he had been a moment before. His eyes blaze with a white hot light and his voice boomed across the beach and sea. Jatha decided not to doubt him. The though of becoming a Fendie, troubled him though. He would be leaving his old self behind and become something other than human. He liked who he was. What if he ever managed to get back to his family? What would they think about his change? Jatha shook his head. He had no choice. If he stayed human he would never see his family again anyway. He looked up at the fearsome island god. “Ok…Ok, I’ll do it. You can turn me into a Fendie.” Vintwa smiled down at him, “Excellent! But in exchange for me allowing you to stay I will require something of you.” Jatha gulped, “What?” Vintwa’s smile became a little sad as he explained, “I’ve lived on this island alone for so long. It gets lonely. If I let you stay, you must promise to be my friend.” Jatha suddenly felt pity for the god. Vintwa suddenly didn’t seem ancient or intimidating. Jatha could almost see him as lonely boy all alone on this island. Never a friend to talk to till now. He nodded, “I promise. I’d be happy to be friends with you.” Vintwa grinned back happily, “Good! I must leave now. But I will return later. Feel free to explore my magnificent Vii. The island will not harm you today. But I will have to transform you by tomorrow.” Jatha gasped in amazement as the old man suddenly disappeared in a gust of wind. He looked about searching in vain for signs of him. Suddenly he heard a voice as if whispered from a passing breeze, “Consider what species you wish to be.” Jatha gulped. Vintwa must really be a god, or a magician. In any case he now had very little doubt as to his power. As he walked along the beach, Jatha considered the god’s parting words. What species of Fendie did he want to be? He had heard that theoretically there were as many subspecies of Fendie as there were species of animals. He could be anything: cat, dog, goat, snake, fish, camel. He could tell this was going to take some thought. He decided to take Vintwa’s advice and explore while he considered his options. Vii looked to be a fairly large island. The beach stretched out of sight in either direction. Jatha started walking. He was exhausted but he needed to at least find some shelter before passing out. Wearily he plodded up the beach. He marveled at the varied vegetation that he could see through the jungle line. He also dreaded having to trudge through it. Their were so many colors. He could see birds of every description flying among the branches. He knew many of the species of both the plants and creatures, but there were just as many that he did not know. Trees with trunks colored a normal brown or grey as well as more exotic varieties of scarlet red, yellow, even blue. The leaves were even more varied in their bright colors. Bushes that seemed to come alive and respond to each other and the creatures around them. Almost as if they were intelligent. One creature, Jatha could see watching him from the treeline, looked completely foreign to him. It had orange fur, and a bear like head, but it moved close to the ground like a lizard. As tired as he was, Jatha could not help but gaze at all the beautiful things there were to see as he trekked across the sand. After a couple miles he came across a large stream that was emptying into the ocean. He tasted the water and found it to be fresh. He drank his fill and rested on the bank. The sun beat down and it soon became uncomfortable to lie under its gaze so he struck inland along the creek bank. He figured if he was going to find shelter he would have a better chance deeper in the island. As he trudged along he ran his mind over all the creatures he had ever heard of, as well as the ones he had seen from the beach. He couldn’t make up his mind there were so many types out there, but he determined to make a decision before Vintwa returned. After walking several miles he was nearly at the end of his strength. He could tell by the light that the sun was sinking closer to the horizon so he stopped at a fairly large tree near the bank of the stream. It had large roots stick above the ground that stretched in all directions. There was another kind of tree nearby that had thick multicolored leaves nearly as long as his arm and was wide as his body. Breaking off a number of these he made himself a very comfortable mattress between two of the large tree’s roots. Then he collected some soft and pliable reeds from the creek and wove them into a large covering that would hopefully keep him warm and hide him from potential predators. As he lay down in his newly made shelter he kept going over all the animals he knew, trying to make a decision. As the last of the light disappeared he drifted off remember a drawing he had seen once of a sun bear. He had heard that they spent most of their lives in the trees. His last waking thought was that he had always liked to climb. The Island of Vii rumbled, knowing that a human slept within it. No human had ever lasted more than a day on Vii, and that would never change.

Chapter 5 - Mister With Another Sister

Abel had irreparably ruined her sleep schedule.   That was Valentina’s first thought as she stared at her phone screen, the bright light shining “7:00 AM” in her face. It was absurd, being up this early. And the fact it was the second time she had done so in as many days was frankly concerning. Was this the consequence of getting her ass pounded until midnight? She was suffering from success, just like DJ Khalid.   Keeping the screen away from her still-sleeping boyfriend so as to not wake him, she sacrificed a bit of his natural warmth in order to scroll through her messages. There wasn’t much to go through, mostly just a few work messages which she could respond to when she wasn’t as bleh as she was now. Though a few from her sister did catch her eye, and a little something more.   Fi-Fi: We’re gonna have noise complaints in the morning Wow… you’re really hammering it in now Lucky bitch lmao How is your throat not hoarse by now?! I hate you lol   Unbidden, her gaze flicked over to the resting form of Abel just under her, his bare chest rising and falling as he breathed. The thin blanket covering their waists was the only thing hiding their nudity from the world, and in her case, it was only partially successful as her tits met the open air. He was a catch in her eyes (just as she was in his), and Fiona’s jealousy was completely understandable. In any other scenario, she would tease the ever-living shit out of her sister, maybe be a little smug about her fantastic sex life because styling all over your siblings was a key part of family. However, a darker desire bubbled up to the surface as she lifted the blanket covering them and took a quick picture of Abel’s dick.   Me: Image Sent What you think?   She hadn’t been quite sure when to expect a reply, as her sister had a very weird sleep schedule. Being one of those Twitch streamers often had her either playing games into the morning or waking up mad early in order to stream as much as possible. It was pretty much the only thing she really did, now that she was out of high school and had no reason to go outside. The young woman had all she really needed here, having her own set of adjustable weights and a treadmill which she had bought in order to stay in shape.   What she hadn’t expected was to get a reply barely a minute later.   Fi-Fi: BRUH Im streaming Cant just send that shit to me But dont stop now Fuck that’s nice   Streaming at 7:00 in the morning, what a degenerate.   Valentina was wide awake at this point, thumbing through her phone to open the Twitch app and get a look at Fiona’s stream. It wasn’t something she did often, and never something she told her sister about. She knew the young woman had a habit of being a bit… much while streaming and didn’t want to make her feel like she had to hold herself back by popping in her chat. So, Valentina just lurked with her account (something she had made solely to watch her sister stream whenever she just wanted to see her a bit).   Right now, Fiona was just chatting to her stream a bit. Likely the early morning crowd before she got serious. Turning up the volume just enough that she could hear it if she held her phone close to her face, Valentina watched as Fiona began to laugh to chat about the text.   “Oh my god, you guys won’t believe this. So, my sister is staying over for the night with her new boyfriend, right? And the two of them couldn’t keep their hands off each other last night, so I complained about the noise, and you know what this bitch does? She just sends me a pic of his dick with the caption ‘what you think?’ with zero hesitation.”   The chat reacted with an assortment of emotes, most of which she couldn’t even begin to recognize outside of the keks (she had long since given up on keeping up with meme culture). A few comments stood out to her, if either for hilarity’s sake or her own pride.   MachineXXX – BROOOO ZERO FUCKS GIVEN!   BillyClub – CHAD SISTER   BiggusDickus – Was it a good dick pic tho?   Fiona just laughed at the comments, adjusting her crop top as she put her phone down. “That’s the worst part, BiggusDickus, it really was. I’d hate her if she wasn’t so hot.”   Valentina’s brow scrunched up before she shook her head. Her sister’s sense of humor was always a bit weird, even managing to catch her off-guard even now. Just goes to show that even people you’ve known most of your life can still surprise you every now and again.   Imagine how surprised Fiona would be if she asked her to come and suck her boyfriend’s dick in front of her.   She went to slap the idea out of her head, stopping herself just before she could land the hit and make any noise. Such thoughts were getting more and more out of hand, leaving an itch in her core that not even sex had managed to scratch. It was such a fucked-up desire, wanting her own sister to have sex with her boyfriend. But that was what made it all the hotter.   Me: Want any other pics?   Biting her knuckle hard, she pressed herself against Abel in an attempt to use his body heat to relieve some of the tension building up inside of her. It was a delicate balance of getting enough friction between them to alleviate her growing desire and not moving around so much as to wake him from his slumber. A balance she failed miserably, as her caution kept her from doing little more than making the heat worse.   Fi-Fi: You’re crazy sis So am I though ;) What about a nice pic with the two of you together?   Arousal acted for her, moving her body so that her large breasts rested on his chest and her arm was held out with her phone angled just perfectly. Pouting her lips just a tad, she took the picture and sent it with a growing fervor.   Fi-Fi: Oh damn You actually did it He’s asleep too? Fucking naughty   She was sexting with her sister. The thought should have been like a bucket of ice water on her back, but it did little to dissuade her mind from its current course of action. Tuning back into the stream, she watched with rapt attention as Fiona attempted to maintain chat’s interest while getting increasingly distracted by her messages.   “I don’t know what Swissy Milk is up to, but um, uh… sorry, lost my train of thought. E-Early morning fog brain, ya know?”   That girl was thinking about her boyfriend. Thinking about using her young and tight body to steal him away from her pathetic older sister, with those thigh highs and booty shorts leaving nothing to the imagination while her crop top left her flat midriff completely exposed. It wouldn’t be too hard for her. All she’d have to do is just offer up her virginity and any man would hound after her. Even Abel, as kind as he was, wouldn’t be able to resist pounding that nineteen-year-old pussy.   The thought left her soaking, nipples puffy as she craved for her sister to seduce her boyfriend away from her. They’d get along, considering how well Abel had managed to fit into their dynamic during dinner. Mmm, had Fiona imagined what’d it be like to feel that cock rubbing up inside of her? Did she hold herself back for her big sister’s sake? Or did the idea of making her boyfriend cheat get her off as much as it did Valentina?   Her intrusive thoughts were getting the best of her, overwhelming her poor mind to the point where she unconsciously sent the text that would change her life forever.   Me: You can have a taste of him, if you want.   The moment she hit send was the moment she felt reality slap her face, and a sudden horror gripped her heart. Her fantasy was supposed to remain just that: a fantasy. But instead, she messaged her own fucking sister and asked if she wanted a taste of her boyfriend. Like he was some sort of dessert for them to share.   It was a terrible, terrible guilt which wormed its way all around the inside of her guts. A guilt which was only heightened by the shameful excitement which coursed through her core and gathered between her legs unbidden. Frantic (and more than a little hopeful) she reopened the Twitch app and felt her heart do somersaults in her chest as she saw that Fiona had ended her stream prematurely.   Oh fuck.   Her ears suddenly became more sensitive to sound than they had ever been in their life, pushing the limits of what she thought was possible in order to barely hear the slight pitter patter of feet against the cold floor. She stared at the curtain separating the living room from the rest of the house, counting several eternities in her head before it was slowly peeled back to reveal the familiar tanned skin of her younger sister.   Once again, she was wearing what must’ve been the uniform for all e-girls: a pink Hello Kitty crop top which strained against a hefty set of boobs, booty shorts which clung to wide hips and a round ass, with thigh high socks which covered the young woman’s legs and thick thighs. She was an attractive girl (something which Valentina’s mind noted in an attempt to distract itself), with plump lips and a round face which leaned even more into the cute side of things than Valentina’s did. Her youth played a part in that, with her only recently becoming nineteen. She even had dimples, which was nice. Her eyebrows were neat too and-   Wrangling her thoughts back into the current moment (no matter how much they wanted to run away from it), she quickly placed her finger over her lips and let her instinct take over. Beckoning her sister over, she acted quickly and threw a leg over Abel’s chest. Settling herself so that her ass hovered slightly above the still sleeping man’s face, she attempted to whisper through her suddenly dry mouth.   “I… I didn’t think you’d actually come.”   There was a thumping all through the air, and it took a moment for her to realize that it was actually coming from her heart. Her palms were sweaty, arms limper than mom’s spaghetti even as Fiona gave an awkward shuffle in response. “I don’t know, it just… it looked… you know?”   The sisters stared at one another, neither of them really sure of what they really were there for. They had joked often, yes, and they were closer to one another than most siblings were. But jokes and closeness were far from the same thing as this. It was a breach of taboo, a dip into a pond in which the two should technically never venture. At any point, they could back down and pretend this never happened. It would be easy, just a turn of the head and pivot of the heel.   Neither tried.   The blanket covering Abel’s waist was pulled aside, by which sister Valentina couldn’t say. His dick, only at a slight chub, didn’t quite measure up to the shock value that his erection typically had on her. However, Fiona was a different story. She gasped as the soft pillar of flesh was revealed to her curious eyes, kneeling before it as she tilted her head with earnest intrigue. Her finger poked it, causing the flesh to twitch in such a way that it caused her to pull back from surprise.   “It’s warm.”   If memory served her well, calling it warm was an understatement. It was the hottest part of his body (which was saying something), and always matched the fiery need within her core with a blazing heat of its own. She treasured it almost as much as she did him, ironic considering it and everything that it represented was what drew her to him in the first place. And here she was, seeing the purely sexual attraction form within another woman right in front of her very eyes. Her own blood and flesh.   It made her feel weak in the best of ways.   Words tied themselves into knots as she sat quietly on the top of her boyfriend’s chest. Fiona began to rub her palm over the now growing dick, eyes widening as its size went past the length of her face and tapped over the top of her head. Valentina remembered how it felt to have it tower over her, to smell the thick musk of his cock as the overwhelming desire to just smother her face into it dumbed her down into little more than a bitch.   The memory of it was strong, but the white-hot jealousy of watching her sister fall prey to the same dick she did was even stronger.   She should say something, anything to get the girl to stop. That was her boyfriend, the potential love of her life. Her stomach flopped around inside her like a fish as Fiona began to rub her face against it. Her lips pressed against Abel’s cock, drool escaping the sides of her mouth as a haze descended over her eyes and she began to lap at the flesh with the same desperation one would a popsicle on a sunny day.   I-It wasn’t fair. That was her boyfriend. It was hers. Hers. And Fi-Fi was gonna steal him away. She was gonna make him cheat on her and, oh god, steal him away.   “Mmm? Darlin’?”   Valentina’s spine went ramrod stiff, throat tight with fear and arousal as little more than a gasp could escape her. If he woke up, then her dirty little secret would be revealed. He’d know she was just a miserable little cuck, and then he’d cheat on her with all her friends and family.   The idea was meant to convince her to stop all this, but it only served to make her even wetter.   Throwing her ass back, she bit her tongue slightly as her pussy came into contact with his mouth, his nose pressing against her untouched asshole. It would be enough to block his vision, she decided as she leaned a bit forward. Her boobs rested on his stomach, and she was now face to face with the sight of her sister running her tongue along the length of his dick.   “Say no more love.”   Abel began to kiss and caress her lower half, lips pressing against her thighs while his fingers teased the edge of her pussy. On the other side of her, Fiona began using her hands to jerk off his dick right by the base, her mouth on the tip as she began to suck on it.   Valentina covered her mouth, knowing that any words to leave her lips could very well alert her boyfriend to just who was the one sucking on his knob. She was forced to sit and watch as Fiona began to push herself deeper onto the cock before her, eyes shut tight as the girl truly began to suck his dick.   This was a dream- a nightmare, she meant- it had to be. Fiona’s throat (obviously so much tighter than her own) was massaging his penis much more than she could. Valentina could only imagine how hot and wet it was in there, probably a better feeling than her own skills. If Abel found out about it, he’d definitely want to leave her for her sister. Mmm, she could only imagine it. His confused face melting into a hungry need as he all but threw her to the side and began to ravish Fiona instead. The two of them would go at it, completely ignoring her as she sat in the corner and watched her future get tossed down the drain. Oh god, Fiona didn’t use birth control either. If the two of them did it, the girl would definitely get pregnant.   Abel would impregnate her sister before he did her.   The thought alone was enough to push her over the edge, squirting in Abel’s face as she sagged even further down. Her head bowed low, struggling to keep itself from touching his waist and giving her and Fiona away. Not that the girl in question seemed to care much about anything, as the lustful haze continued to cloud her eyes as she pushed herself all the way to the midpoint of his dick.   “I’m cumming!”   His cock throbbed something fierce as it began to unload within the girl’s mouth, her eyes widening as she kept her head in place and attempted to catch off of it. Fiona’s cheeks puffed out as she struggled to keep all that cum inside her mouth, a good few shots of it leaking from the corner of her lips instead.   Pulling herself off of slowly softening erection, she kept her lips together as she grabbed Valentina’s head and lifted her up. Confused by the action, the older sister did nothing to stop the girl as she pressed her lips against her and pushed the cum still gathered in her mouth into hers.   What?   Valentina was unsure of what to do in this situation, dumbfounded over her own sister kissing her. It wasn’t as if this was the first time she had kissed a girl (as Nat could attest), but she very much did not expect it from Fi-Fi of all people. It threw her off, enough so that she hadn’t been able to catch Abel’s movements until after he had pushed her forward.   Her naked body pressed up against her sister’s, sending them both to the floor as their breasts pressed up against one another. She attempted to pull away from the cum swap kiss, but Fiona kept a strong hold on the back of her head, keeping her on top of her in spite of her growing panic.   “Time to really hammer you- what in tarnation?”   This time, she used her hands to force Fiona out of her mouth, turning her head around as she tried to explain herself to Abel’s baffled expression. Unfortunately, she completely forgot about the cum that had been forced down her throat, allowing some of it to accidentally leak out past her lips and onto her breasts instead.   “Is that your sister?”   “Wassup.”   Her life was over, it really was.   … … …   Breakfast ended up being a painful affair, Valentina decided.   She did her best to keep her head down, offering a quiet mumble whenever her mom asked her a question. Abel just sort of sat there, unsure of what to say or do and unable to look her sister in the eyes. And Fiona…   “I think I’m good on milk, Mom. Had enough cream earlier.”   Fiona was the fucking worst.   Abel almost spit his own milk out, looking down at it with a newfound disgust as he put the glass down and instead focused on his bacon and eggs. His complete lack of subtlety made her mom raise an eyebrow, a suspicious look affixing itself onto all three of them. “What happened?”   Both Fiona and Abel looked to her, the former with an apologetic wince while the latter just seemed completely out of his depth. So, as always, it was up to her to keep her mom from finding out what happened. “Fiona accidentally walked in on Abel and me while we were… you know.”   Mom shook her head, pinching the bridge of her nose throwing her hands up into the air. “Ay coño, I leave you alone for one night and you decide to fuck on my couch? I know I said I wanted grandkids, but this is too much, maldita sea!”   Both her and Abel winced at her mother’s exasperated tone, though he also had a slight sprinkling of confusion thrown in there at the use of Spanish, not that now was a good time to explain it to him.   “The two of you are heading to Pathmark, getting soap, and cleaning my couch, understood?”   The glare leveled at the two of them was enough to send their heads nodding before they could even process the request, not that it would have changed anything if it had.   “Well? What are you two waiting for? Permission? Get to it!”   Their breakfasts were snatched out from in front of them, her mom making a point to put them in the fridge before crossing her arms. Feeling her shoulders sag, Valentina got up from the table and led Abel out of the apartment.   God damn it, Fiona.   “Hey uh, darlin’? We gonna talk about what happened?”   God damn it, me.   Pulling her hood over her head, she stepped into an elevator and stuffed her hands into her hoodie’s pocket as she attempted to navigate this the best she could. “I… can I have a minute? Just to think and…”   Embarrassment filled her, not a very common emotion for her to feel. She loathed how it felt, how this vulnerability felt. She was fine with being helpless in bed, but outside the sheets was a whole different story.   “Take as much time as you need, love.”   The door opened, and despite her embarrassment she found herself warping her arms around his and leaning against his lower bicep. His arm was firm, the muscles she intimately knew to be underneath still managing to reveal themselves to her even under his flannel. Her hand traveled down his arm, finding his much larger hand into her own and lacing her fingers with his own more callused ones.   “Where are we even going?”   “Let me worry about that.”   She led him by the arm, sticking close to him as they navigated the congested city streets. The two of them made an odd couple, as they garnered the occasional odd glance. Though nothing fit the City more than apathy, and if it wasn’t their business, people tended to just ignore it and walk away. Whether that be an odd couple, or a body in the street.   Don’t rock the boat, and the boat won’t rock you back.   Entering the Pathmark, she grabbed a basket and felt old habits take hold of her as she led him to the aisle they needed. She had been there many times as a child, both with her mother and by herself. It wasn’t too hard to get back into the motion of things, keeping her head down as she skimmed the aisle for the cheapest brand of upholstery cleaner she could find. Grabbing it, she also found some cheap dish soap to use for the mop.   “What do we need that for?”   Placing both in the basket, she let out a sigh. “Mom says to clean the couch, but she means the whole living room.”   “Well how come?”   Picking up a bottle of air freshener, she leveled a tired look to her clueless boyfriend. “As a lesson, obviously. You dirty one thing in the room, you clean the whole room or get your ass beat.”   He blinked, shoulders sagging as he offered his hand. “Guess we’re going to be busy. I can take that if you want.”   Thanking him, she gave the basket away before grabbing a small thing of detergent and putting it in the basket. Satisfied with what she had gotten, she waved for Abel to follow her and stopped at one of the nearest registers. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see him already preparing to grab his wallet, and quickly kicked his shin as she grabbed her own. “Don’t even think about it.”   “You didn’t have to kick me.”   “Maybe.”   Paying for everything, she accepted the bag with a curt nod and passed it along to him. Wrapping herself around his arm once again, Valentina found herself at a crossroad. She could tell Abel of her secret, let him into the fact that she got off on being a cuckquean, or she could keep quiet and potentially never tell him. No, she would never tell him. If she didn’t take this opportunity now, she’d never have the guts to actually do it later.   Even now, she struggled with the challenge.   “You don’t gotta worry about it, ya know?”   She put a pause on her train of thought, looking at her boyfriend with a raised eyebrow. “Excuse me?”   Abel didn’t quite look at her, keeping his eyes ahead of him even as he spoke below his breath. “You don’t gotta worry ‘bout a darn thing, love. Whatever it is that’s got ya all spooked, don’t worry about it.”   …That absolute dumbass. Scoffing into his arm in order to hide the growing smile on her face, she pinched his hand as they reentered the apartment building. “That’s not fair, asshole.”   “Sorry.”   She pinched him again, leading him into the elevator as she finally found the resolve to say what she wanted to say. “It’s just… I have a weird kink. I’ve never been able to really explore it before, and I was wondering…”   Her lips pursed, her eyes locked onto him as she waited for him to say something. Not that he did, instead choosing to wait patiently as she finally managed to spit out what had been making her feel so conflicted. “I want to watch you have sex with other women. I-I like the feeling, the betrayal. Feeling like I’m worthless compared to theses other women, it makes me so fucking horny. I just wanna sit there and be forced to just watch as some better woman shows you what good sex is. I want you to fucking cheat on me, and to tell it to my face, and to remind me of how better she is than me. Break my heart so fucking much, just grind it under your god damn heel and-“   The elevator dinged open, reminding her of how public she was and how into it she had just gotten. Her mouth shut nervously, hands grasping at the drawstrings of her hoodie as that shitty feeling embarrassment came creeping back in.   “That’s… well it sure is something, darlin’.”   Despite how much she had expected him to be all for it, his expression was more conflicted. Even as they stepped out of the elevator and into the empty hallway, he never lost that uncertainty as he looked at her. “I mean… I ain’t sure what to say to that. The idea of cheating on you like that, of being unfaithful it don’t really feel right.”   Ah, right. She should have guessed. His mother had cheated on her husband with his father. It should have been obvious that he would have some gripes with the idea. Valentina pulled on the strings, regretting having even brought it up as she felt her stomach sink. He probably thought she was a freak now, some sort of degenerate. It shouldn’t even matter to her if he did, they had met not even a month ago, but it did. It mattered a lot, and the idea that he thought less of her for it made her chest ache.   “But I’d do it for you, so long as we lay down some ground rules.”   Her head shot up, hands reaching for her hood as she pulled it down and stared at him with a humiliating eagerness. “R-Really? I mean, of course. Whatever rules we need to make, whatever you need. I just, I didn’t think-“   Words failed her, but she didn’t need words. Grabbing him by the flannel, she yanked his head down and pressed her lips against his. A brief grunt of surprise escaped him before he fell into the moment and allowed her to slam him against the wall. She ran her tongue along his teeth, catching the inside of his lower lip as she bit down on the sensitive flesh and pulled lightly.   “You’re about to be the luckiest man alive, babe.”   He shivered against her as she whispered into his ear, kissing his lobe before trailing down his jaw and reaching his lips again. Her tongue explored his mouth, a yelp leaving her throat as his hand slapped her ass and began to grope it roughly. She giggled, butterflies in her chest as she began to trail down to his belt and-   “Ay dios mío, will you two stop humping each other for five minutes!”   Valentina all but pushed Abel away as she heard her mother’s voice in the hallway, adjusting her hoodie and sweats before realizing what she had done. Turning to face him, she felt heat rise in her cheeks as he looked up at her from the ground, face still processing the last few minutes.   “Life really is a box of chocolates, ain’t it?”   She chuckled, helping him up as she retorted playfully. “More like a slot machine, and you just hit the jackpot, tiger.”   As he flashed her a silly grin, she made a mental note that it wasn’t just him who had won it big.   … … …   IT LIVES!   Yeah, I’ve actually had this chapter half done for the longest time now. Just haven’t really had time to fix it up and finish it. Or is it finish it then fix it up? Whatever, point is that it’s here. Another point, the cuckening may begin soon. I have no other words except that I’m not into twitch/streamer culture so if I got anything wrong, whoops.   This has been A Decent Hoonter, and are Pathmark’s still even a thing?

Chapter 2 - A Mountain of Discoveries

Chapter 2: A Mountain of Discoveries Jatha blinked. His eyes were crusty but he felt very well rested. It was at this point that he first noticed something weird. His hands were covered in blue fur. Wait, no, not hands….paws. He stared dumbly at his short hairy digits for some minutes trying to figure out if he were still asleep, That’s when a bright, cheerful, voice called from above, “Morning! About time you woke up, sleepy head!” Startled, Jatha lurched from his shelter and tumbled over the tree roots he had been resting between. As he lay dazed on his back he looked up to see a boy crouched on the limb above. He was grinning down at Jatha, a mischievous look plastered to his youthful face. He wore crude leather clothes and his bright red hair was a wild mess atop his freckly visage. “Who are you?!” gasped Jatha. “Don’t you recognize me?!” the boy grinned, “It’s me, Vintwa!” Jatha gasped as it all came crashing back to him, “But, you don’t look like the Vintwa I met yesterday.” The island god gave him a patronizing look, “I’m a god, genius. Don’t you think I’d have the ability to shape shift? I made you look like the cutest fuzzy blue bear there ever was.” Jatha looked down at his body. Lifting up his shirt, he discovered that he was covered in deep cerulean blue fur, except for an upside down silver rainbow crest that covered his chest. He looked up at Jatha, “But I…when….? How did you….?” Vintwa chuckled, his voice was different but Jatha could still detect some of the same qualities in it, “I transformed you last night when you slept, and I just read your last thoughts before you drifted off and decided to make you a Bear Fendie. A sun bear to be exact. It was either that or let the island smother you in your sleep. Which she really wanted to do.” Jatha looked warily around at the surrounding foliage, “Thanks.” Vintwa grinned, “No problem, friend. Now don‘t you want to check your self out? Come on, this stream leads to a small lake. Best mirror on Vii.” Jatha nodded and started to head up stream. Vintwa kept pace with him by leaping from tree limb to tree limb. After a while he looked down at the struggling sun bear and asked him curiously, “Why don’t you travel the tree tops with me? It would be much faster.” Jatha looked up at him and then back down to his furry paw. The palm was the only part of it that wasn’t covered in short, sleek fur. He still had five digits arranged like human fingers, but they were short, thick and stubby. He looked up at his new friend and showed him his paws, “These don’t look very good for climbing…” Vintwa grinned, “My you have a lot to learn about being a sun bear. Try tensing your finger tips.” Puzzled, Jatha did as suggested and yelped in surprise as ten long and scary looking claws slid through openings in his fingertips making his digits now just slightly longer than his human fingers had been. He looked up at Vintwa with his mouth hanging open in surprise. Vintwa laughed, “Go ahead try them out.” Grinning, Jatha gripped his claws around the same tree that Vintwa hung from and started to climb. In only a few seconds his limber and powerful limbs carried him up next to the island god. They grinned at each other. “Real sun bear claws don’t retract like that do they?” Jatha asked. Vintwa shook his head, “No. You will find that you differ in many ways from either humans or sun bears. It’s like you have pieces of both as well as a few completely new aspects thrown in. Welcome to the life of a Fendie!” Vintwa leapt from his branch to the next tree and motioned for Jatha to follow suit. The bear boy gulped, but wedged his feet against the trunk of the tree. He could feel the new power in his legs. He used it to thrust away from the tree and vault himself over to the other tree. As he neared the trunk he reached out and captured a heavy branch in his claws and hung there grinning at Vintwa. “I could get used to this,” Jatha laughed. The god smiled, “I thought you might. Now, come on. We have a lake to get to.” The two boys swung and leapt from tree to tree. Vintwa almost floating from branch to branch while Jatha used the full range of his new body’s limber muscles. They covered several miles very quickly before they reached a mountain that rose higher into the sky than Jatha could see. A lake rested at it’s base that was so beautifully clear it held Jatha’s gaze for several moments before he dropped down to stand at its shore. In the crystal clear surface he gazed at the reflection of a being that was so foreign and yet still familiar to him. He still had a button nose but it was attached to a short furry snout. His eyes were they same silver as the crest on his chest but they held the same twinkling look as his old pair did. His hair had become short sleek cerulean fur, while his ears were fuzzy and round. He bared his teeth to reveal some evil looking canines. His body looked very close to his former form, except for the blue fir that covered it. He stripped off his shirt to reveal that, while his stomach still had fur, it was sparser and simply looked like a somewhat fuzzy human stomach. He parted his fur in several places all over his body to find that the skin underneath was still human. Curious, he took a peek in his pants and was relieved to find that he was basically the same down there, with just a tiny bit of fuzz. His fur thickened again as it got to his legs and stayed that way until it reached down to his feet, the soles of which were bare. His legs were slim but sleek and well muscled. His feet were close to human but wider and when he tensed his stubby toes, claws similar to the ones in his hands appeared. Over all, he looked like a blue human/bear, but still with his slim but slightly curvy form that gave him a bit of a feminine look. He looked up to see Vintwa gazing intently at him. As their eyes met Vintwa asked, “Well? What do you think?” Jatha found it hard to form words, “I…think…I don’t know. I look different.” Vintwa looked disappointed, “You don’t like it…” Jatha shook his head, “No, Vintwa, it’s not like that. I’m just so different now that I’m not sure what to think.” Vintwa nodded and then smiled shyly, “Well at least you’re still alive…” Jatha grinned and nodded, “Yes, there is that. Thank you so much, Vin…I can’t keep calling you Vintwa. My tongue bunches up every time. I think I’ll call you……Vinny.” Vintwa suddenly looked flummoxed, “That is not my name,” he intoned, his voice dropping to a regal, godlike, decibel. Jatha stood with his hands on his hips, “Now, I know you don’t have much experience with having friends so here’s a lesson. Friends can give their friends nicknames. You don’t have to like it, but if we’re gonna be friends then I’m gonna call you Vinny.” Vintwa still looked flustered but instead of arguing he turned to the mountain said gruffly, “You want to try those claws on some rock?” Jatha looked at the massive peak. It reached high into the sky and he was pretty sure he would be able to get a good view of all Vii from the top, “Yeah, sounds great!” The boys attacked the rock with enthusiasm. Jatha was amazed at how swiftly he was able to scale it. The stone felt different under his claws than the wood had but his long sharp claws easily found purchases in the crags. He had never felt more secure climbing a height. The range was steep and lofty, though. After several hours they were still only a quarter up. As Jatha felt his new muscles begin to strain, Vintwa guided them to a small ledge wide enough for them to rest comfortably on. As they sat with their backs to the stone giant Jatha gazed in amazement at the view. They could see for miles across the Ros Sea. Not to mention the part of Vii on this side of the mountain. Jatha gasped in amazement as he saw birds flying past, below them. “This is amazing, Vinny!,” he gushed. Vintwa smiled, “Once we get to the top, you will be able to see all of my wonderful Vii.” Jatha looked to his new friend, “You’re very proud of your island, aren’t you?” Vintwa nodded, “She is my first and foremost love. Without her I would not exist and without me she would be vulnerable. We complete each other.” Jatha looked down, “And yet you still get lonely?” Vintwa shrugged, “Everyone needs some conversation sometimes. And as much as Vii has to offer, that is not one of her strong suits. I am so happy,” he laid a hand over Jatha’s, “that you are here.” Jatha blushed as Vintwa held his hand. He looked up as the god moved his thumb over the sleek furred back of the paw. The two boys gazed at each other’s eyes for a few moment before Vintwa asked, “So what has you’re life been like, Jatha? Tell me about yourself.” Jatha gulped as his new friend continued to caress his hand, “Well, I have a sister and brother. Both younger than me. They’re with my parents on that ship headed for Turland.” “What was your homeland like?” Jatha shrugged, “Cities. Civilization. Boring mostly. My dad was a factory worker. He saved up enough to get us on one of the immigration ships. It was going to be an exciting new life. But then…” Vintwa patted his hand, “Then you fell overboard.” Jatha nodded. A tear formed in his eye. The memory was so fresh that it still hurt. Vintwa asked softly, “How did that happen again?” More tears flowed down Jatha’s cheek, “There were these sailors. I thought they were my friends…” He told Vintwa everything that happened. Vintwa scooted closer to him and put his arms around him in a comforting embrace. “You’re safe now, Jatha,” he promised. “While you are on this island, no one can hurt you like that again.” Jatha turned his head to look at his friend and caught his breath as he found his lips to be only a few inches from Vintwa’s. The god smiled as he held his friend’s gaze, “You want to kiss me, don’t you?” Jatha gulped and blushed, “How did you know?” “I’m a god, Jatha. I can look into your soul and see your innermost desires. Even the ones you yourself haven’t quite figured out yet.” Jatha looked down and clicked his claws together nervously, “I’ve never even thought about being with another boy that way. I mean I know some males prefer each other but it never occurred to me that I would do that. Not until those men…” Vintwa captured Jatha’s chin in his fingers and drew his gaze back to his own, “I’m not like those other men, Jatha. I will never force you. You will always have a choice.” Jatha’s lower lip quivered as he whispered, “Ok…” Vintwa’s lips quirked up a little as he leaned forward only slightly and captured Jatha’s lips with his own. The bear moaned into his mouth as their tongues met and they kissed with all the pent up passion that a teenage boy and a god with centuries worth of loneliness can employ. Hundreds of feet above the most beautiful island in the world, two boys held each other and made out while the Ros Sea broke on the sunny shore beneath them and the jungle teamed with wildlife. Vibrant birds passed near them as they maneuvered through billowing, silver, clouds. The god assuaging years of loneliness while the boy gave himself to the new sensations that flooded his furry young body. As Jatha moved his lips against Vintwa’s he marveled at how different, how new it felt. He had been with girls before but this was nothing like that, and yet somehow the same. It almost felt as though something inside him was suddenly set free and he could feel everything to its fullest. The soft skin that covered Vintwa’s wild boyish lips brushed across his own, awakening such sensations that Jatha almost cried from what could only be described as relief. It wasn’t completeness, but it was close. So very close. Eventually, Vintwa broke the dance that their tongues had been skillfully executing and giggled as he rose to grip the rock wall once more, “Race ya.” Jatha scrambled to catch up with him as the boys scaled the precipice at nearly break neck speed. This time, as they climbed, Jatha wasn’t so much exploring his new strengths and abilities as testing them. His muscles strained as he crab crawled up the rock and leapt from crag to crag. With the exhilarating energy of newfound discoveries, it took Jatha less time to scale the remaining three quarters of the mountain than it had the first quarter. Vintwa, of course, easily kept pace. Once they made the top Jatha gazed about him in awe. It was like they were on top of the world. All of Vii stretched out below them, as well as the Ros Sea that spread out in all directions. In the distance he thought he could make out other islands. Jatha laughed an exhilarating laugh as he spread his arms and shouted out his exuberance to the magnificence that surrounded him. As he turned to Vintwa, who had been watching him with a maniacal grin on his face, he asked, “How many islands are there in this sea?” Vintwa shrugged and grinned, “I’m not sure. My sight is limited to the area around Vii. But I’ve heard it’s somewhere around two score or so.” Jatha nodded, “I haven’t been to any of them but I have no doubt that your’s is the best.” Vintwa smiled gratefully as he took Jatha into his arms for a moment to kiss him. They were standing on a spacious ledge in front of a cave built into the side of the mountain. The stone surface of the ledge was smooth and clear, obviously not a natural formation. Jatha sighed as they finished the kiss, looking around he could see every part of the island. The stream he had followed to the mountain’s base had disappeared for the foliage, but he could still tell where it was. As he gazed around, Jatha could see several small lakes, another, smaller mountain, as well as a large river that seemed to connect a few of the lakes before it found its way to the sea. They sat on the ledge, their legs swinging over the edge as they talked. Vintwa told Jatha stories of his island. About the many times he had had to defend her. About pirates, tsunamis, hurricanes, even an ice age. Jatha responded with stories of his childhood. Of the city and land where he grew up. Of playing amongst the alleys and abandoned buildings with his friends. Of his family and how they had lived in a small one bedroom flat. The afternoon turned to evening and the evening turned to night as the sky became a clear black canvas adorned with spark like stars and celestial beings in the form of distant planets and moons. After a while, the boys tired of stargazing and Vintwa suggested they go into the cave. As they entered, Jatha was surprised to find that the cave was simply a hollowed out part of the mountain with skins and soft plants making a nice carpet. In the center there was a pit with a roaring fire and in a corner there was a comfortable looking .pile of animal skins. Jatha smiled as he looked around, “This is amazing! How did this cave get here? And how did you get this stuff up here?” Vintwa waggled his tongue playfully, “Hello! I’m a god, you little boy. There’s not much I can’t do on this island.” Jatha laughed as he drew close to Vintwa and kissed him, “I’m beginning to see that, Vinny.” Vintwa grumbled at him as he pushed Jatha to the stone wall, pressing him up against it, “I told you, I don’t like that nickname!” Jatha giggled, “Hey, I’m the one that’s supposed to do the growling! I‘m a bear after all.” Their lips met in a playful kiss before Vintwa growled, “Not tonight. Let me teach you, pretty boy!” Jatha gasped as Vintwa unclasped his pants and let them fall down around his furry legs. A smile crept into his lips as he breathed, “Yes, please teach me, Vinny!” and stripped his shirt off. Vintwa tossed the clothes into the fire and stripped off his own leathers. The boys stood, naked, as Vintwa pressed Jatha up against the wall. Reaching down, Vintwa gripped Jatha’s member in his hand and stroked it. The bear boy gasped and started to moan as he kissed the god’s face, neck and mouth. Moaning back, Vintwa pressed closer forcing Jatha’s legs to part as he slid his rod between them resting it along the bear boys’ taint. “You want to find out what it’s like to be fucked?” the god whispered into Jatha’s ear. Jatha could feel the rod resting at his backdoor. Jatha nodded, “Oh yes Vinny!” as he wrapped first one leg and then the other around his lover’s waist, supporting himself on Vintwa’s hips and the stone wall, his hard cock resting like a hot iron against the god’s bare stomach. Vintwa chuckled, “You’ve never had anything back there?” Jatha started to look a little worried, “No…” Vintwa nodded, “It’s ok, we’ll just have to get you ready.” Vintwa stuck two fingers into Jatha’s mouth, stroking them back and forth as the boy sucked on them. Then he brought them down to poke against the bear’s anus. Jatha’s lower lip tightened up as he felt the first finger poke at his hole. He cried out as it popped in, aided by his saliva. His mouth stayed open and he breathed heavily as Vintwa stroked his asshole with his finger eventually adding the other wet finger to it as he opened up the puckered hole. Jatha’s eyes lit up as he began to enjoy it, his cock throbbing as he was finger fucked. Jatha moaned as the fingers were removed, “No, please, more, Vinny, please!” Vintwa grinned as he lined up his shaft, “Oh yes, love, here’s more!” Jatha’s moaning scream filled the chamber as Vintwa entered him, popping a mushroom like head into his tight hole. He cried for joy as the god worked more and more of his rod into him. When he was completely sheathed inside, Vintwa began to slide in and out, fucking his new friend as Jatha helped by gyrating his butt over the shaft. The boys humped back and forth in sync. Their hips bucking as Jatha clung to Vintwa and squealed and moaned girlish cries over the god’s shoulder. Meanwhile Vintwa grunted as he fucked the boy fast and hard. Outside, the sounds of their love making floated on the breeze and out into the night sky as the boys lost themselves to their lust. After a while, the boys moved to the bed of skins where Vintwa bent Jatha over onto his hands and knees as he rode him. Their bodies moved together eliciting orgasm after screaming orgasm. Eventually, they ended up with Jatha curled up in Vintwa’s arms as the god held him like his very own teddy bear.

Chapter 6 - The Cuckening

She had thought that her life would visibly change as soon as she had gotten that secret of hers off her chest, but it hadn’t. Life went on, days passed, and for Valentina, work continued.   “I tried sitting with other people at lunch today.”   Michael sat across from her, munching on a pretzel angrily. Already, she could tell exactly how that went, though she chose to simply play dumb. “And how did it go?”   “Awfully. Everyone there just sort of looked at me and scooted over.”   Really? She did her best to resist raising an eyebrow at that, hoping to maintain a collected visage. She knew high schoolers could be dicks, but to completely socially isolate someone because of a hobby? That was a different kind of cruel. “And they do this all because you like taking pictures?”   It was a carefully worded question, one meant to inspire a sort of disagreement by being too broad and instead allow her to dig into the situation more naturally without seeming too pushy. And, as the boy shifted in his seat awkwardly, it seemed to work just fine. “Well… not exactly.”   Making a point to place her pen and pad down, she laced her fingers together and rested them on her lap. “What’s the story behind that then, if you don’t mind me asking.”   His leg began to bounce, nervousness settling within him. It was a bit of a push on her part, but that sort of thing was sometimes necessary in order to get a clearer picture of a situation. Thankfully, it seemed that her prying wasn’t enough to make him shut her out, as he rubbed his arm and explained the story further. “When I was in freshman year I- a friend dared me to go into the girl’s locker room and take pictures of the soccer team while they were changing. I-It was dumb of me, and I regret it, but he had offered me fifty bucks and I really needed the money for a new camera.”   Her expression remained calm, even if she wanted to tell the boy he was a fucking idiot for accepting the dare. There’s something about small quantities of cash that always manages to get men to do stupid shit. The whole, “20 dollars is 20 dollars” thing. Still, she had known people who had done worse things, and the kid seemed pretty beat up about it. So, there was no need to get on his case about it.   Even if she would have beat his ass black and blue if she was in that situation. “And then they caught you while in the locker room?”   His head shook, almost offendedly as he crossed his arms. “No, I got in and out without anyone seeing me. But the guy who bet me to do it started giving the pictures to people, and rumors spread.”   Well, at least now she could somewhat understand why he was a social outcast. On the downside, helping him with his social life now seemed like an uphill battle. There was no way he could fix a reputation so tarnished this far along, at least no way that she could see. If it was still haunting him now, three years later, then what could be done about it?   Perhaps it would be better to shift his focus then. “Well, maybe if you don’t think you can change your situation now, you can do that when you graduate. Right?”   College hadn’t really been a talk between them yet, though he likely had made a choice considering it was already the beginning of April. So, it was a good idea to get him talking about it now, so that way they could work out and discuss any anxieties he had over it to better prepare him for this new change in his life.   “Huh, I could. I hadn’t ever really thought of it like that before.”   A thoughtful look flashed across his face, and Valentina felt a small boost in pride at the change in his attitude. “Of course. It’s a fresh new start for you, Michael. Whatever mistakes you made before, you now have a chance to be free of them. What college are you going to anyway?”   “Golden Tip University.”   Huh, small world. “Really? Well, I’m going there right now trying to get my doctorate. I’m actually in my last year, so I can definitely recommend it. Just try not to get Mr. Bower on your schedule. He teaches about as well as I fly.”   It was then that the timer for their session went off, and she clapped her hands together. “Time really flies huh? Why don’t you take a few snacks with you before you go?”   The kid accepted a pack of gummy bears, a light smile on his face as he turned to leave. “Thanks for the session, Miss Ramos.”   “And thank you for being such a good sport about all this, Michael.”   He left the room, leaving her to her lonesome as she let out a sigh. The last week or so had been too busy for her liking, with classes becoming a bit more of a pain as she finished up her dissertation. Her personal time had dropped to just about nothing, which left her with only the occasional lunch break to see Abel. Of course, that was counting on the fact that he wasn’t tutoring anyone at the time.   It was Sunday though, so her working hours were just about over despite it only being four. Benefits of the job, she supposed. Not only that, but Abel was supposed to be heading to that school he had been interviewing for to see if he got the job or not. He said the meeting should end around five and the school was only a ten-minute drive from here…   Maybe she would get to have some boyfriend time after all.   Packing up her stuff, she grabbed her purse and locked up the office behind her before making her way through the receptionist’s office and giving the girl a wave. “Have a good day, Patty.”   “Have a good day, Valentina!”   Exiting the building with a pep in her step, she practically glided to her car and tossed her purse onto the passenger seat as she started it up. Locking her phone onto the little holder she had strapped to the AC vent, she plugged in the address to the high school before pausing and looking down at herself. She was still dressed in her work clothes, which were as unflattering as she could get. However, she’d rather not let him see her looking so unsexy.   “Guess I’m going home first.”   It would take twenty minutes to get there, and then thirty minutes to get to the school. That gave her ten minutes to get dressed and bounce. Probably less if traffic is bad, but considering its only four, there shouldn’t be too many cars on the road yet. Most people don’t go out on Sundays, and if they do it’s either early in the morning or early in the afternoon.   And so, it was time for her favorite activity: outfit planning on the road.   That began with what she would want to do with him after his meeting (besides the usual). Her usual activities mostly consisted of playing video games to destress or hanging out with Nat and/or Michelle. With Nat in particular, they usually liked to head over to a metal bar and enjoy the music with a little bit of alcohol thrown in there. Nat liked trying to get with the band, though Valentina wasn’t exactly thrilled with the idea herself. Musicians were either egotistical, financially unstable, or just unable to dedicate the time for a relationship. Especially the kinds of bands which played at the bar, which were usually newer ones or local celebrity bands.   Of course, perhaps bringing Abel along could allow them to finally indulge in that kink of hers.   Ringing up Nat, she was entirely unsurprised with how quickly the younger girl answered the call.   “Yo.”   “Yo. Wanna head to Demon’s Gate later this evening? Like, sixish?”   “Fuck yeah! Let me just get showered and stuff.”   “Tight. Imma bring Abel with me, that cool?”   She heard a gasp from the other end. “Hell yeah it is! Should I dress modestly and stuff or…?”   Running her tongue across her lips, Valentina couldn’t help the wicked grin that came to her. “Dress sexy tonight. I’ve got a surprise.”   “Tease. See you then!”   “Later.”   Ending the call, she drummed her fingers on the steering wheel as she quickly put together an idea for an outfit. Considering she was going to a metal bar, her usual fun clothes would be fine. Black leather vest that ends at the midriff, Avenged Sevenfold shirt (cut to also end at the midriff), ripped black jeans, her black leather fingerless gloves and a studded bracelet maybe, probably her belts and chains as well. May as well go all in, right? Oh, and her combat boots too. Would her choker and necklaces work too? Earrings are a maybe here, cause at this point it might be a bit too much. Maybe simpler would be better?   Her mind put together all the different combinations of outfits and accessories that she had, carrying her all the way until she pulled into her apartment’s parking lot. Getting out of the car, she snatched her purse and all but ran up the stairs as she remembered how tight for time she was.   She practically kicked the door down as she sprinted through her apartment into her room, ignoring her half-asleep bitch of a roommate as she slammed the door shut and threw off her work clothes. Opening her closet, she thumbed through her T-shirts before coming to two that she really liked. It was between Diamonds in the Rough or Nightmare. Hm…   Nightmare was always a safe choice, stellar album.   Tugging the shirt on, she adjusted her boobs within the somewhat tight shirt before grabbing her favorite pair of ripped black jeans and pulling them on, taking a little extra effort as she got to her ass. The jeans were also a bit tight, but that was part of the appeal, so she didn’t mind.   Going through her collection of loose belts and chains, she face-palmed as she remembered that she would need to wear her gothic steampunk inspired waist bag since she wasn’t going to be carrying her purse bag with her. Putting that around her waist, she decided to stick with a single chain on the opposite side of her waist bag and quickly pulled her fingerless gloves on.   Patting herself down, she slipped on her skull vest before looking in the mirror. Frowning, she ruffled her hair before debating on whether or not she should even bother with makeup. It would put her over the ten-minute mark, but she would look a lot better with it. Screw it, a little eyeliner and lipstick wouldn’t hurt.   With a steady hand, she applied a light touch of black eyeliner while still being mindful of the time. Never had she attempted to get dressed this fast before, already reaching the ten-minute mark and approaching fifteen at a frantic pace.   Put her makeup down, she slipped on her combat boots and let out a breath. She then sucked that breath back in once she remembered that she had forgotten all about her jewelry. Opening the drawer underneath her makeup table, she grabbed a choker (a simple black one with a metal loop on the front), and a pair of cross earrings and quickly put them on.   There, now she was done. Even if she had crossed over the fifteen-minute mark for that.   Wait, shit.   She left her apartment just as quickly as she entered it, rushing down the stairs and turning around the bend to get to the parking lot. All but throwing herself into her car, she buckled up and input the school’s address into her phone’s GPS before backing out of her spot.   She really hoped there wouldn’t be any traffic.   Per prayers were thankfully answered, as the roads remained clear for her to lightly speed through. Sure, it was technically illegal, but she did manage to get back the time she lost while getting ready earlier. So, worth it.   Pulling onto the street the school was located on, she let out a sigh of relief once she saw that the front gate was still open. Driving up to the school’s front entrance, she pulled down the driver’s side mirror and quickly checked her hair. Right, it was just as thick and poofy as she had hoped it would be, fantastic. Now, all she needed to do was wait.   And not even for very long, as only a few minutes later Abel stepped out of the building alongside some bombshell blonde. The woman’s hair was up in a tight bun, a nice tight pencil skirt and blouse really selling the naughty teacher vibe. Of course, the strict expression she wore and the thin oval glasses were enough to dispel any notion of such intentions within the woman.   Or at least, until Abel began walking away. And then the blonde looked him up and down before licking her lips. That bitch was horny for her boyfriend.   She’d be pissed if she wasn’t turned on by the idea.   A knock on her window stole her attention, and she rolled down the passenger side window as Abel waved to her. “Howdy there, love. Didn’t expect to see you here, whatcha doin’?”   Unlocking the door, she gestured for him to get in. “I remembered you had this meeting today and was wondering if you wanted to head to this bar I know. You, me, and a friend of mine that I would very much like you to meet. Did you drive here or…?”   Opening the side door, he hopped in and buckled up. “Jim drove me. He said to just give him a call when it was over, but I can just message him and say not to worry about it.”   She vaguely remembered the name, one of his roommates if she was correct. Though which one, she wasn’t sure. “Cool, cool. Wanna get changed first? I can stop by your place if you want.”   The two of them looked down at his suit, noting how very not-bar worthy it was.   “Sure. Oh, you can meet the guys too!”   Driving out of the school’s property, Valentina hummed at that. “Are they home?”   The only thing she knew about either of them was that they were gay and in a relationship. So, fuck it, why not meet them, right?   ”Yeah. I think they were just trying to binge all of Breaking Bad when I left.”   Solid choice, solid choice. “You know what you’re gonna wear, babe?”   He paused, letting his head rest against the seat as he thought it over. “What kind of bar is it?”   “A metal bar. You know, like the music.”   A wince. “I have a black T-shirt, but it has the Animaniacs on it.”   …Well, he was going to stick out like a sore thumb. “Wear that and some jeans. You have any black boots?”   “I’ve got brown ones.”   “It’ll do.”   “How’d the meeting go? Did you get the job?”   “I did actually! The school’s apparently a bit strapped for teachers, so they were eager to have me.”   “Congrats!”   They chatted aimlessly for a little bit, passing the time as she drove for a good fifteen minutes in the complete opposite direction of her apartment before stopping at his.   The two of them left the car, making for a very odd-looking couple as a Latina metal enthusiast walked alongside a smartly dressed country boy. Stopping in front of his apartment door, she waited for him to unlock it before stepping in after him.   “I’m back. Just gonna change real quick and we’ll be heading out. Oh, and this is Valentina.”   Her eyes were immediately blasted with another odd couple. The first guy was a massive black dude, bald head and tats all over him. She would’ve assumed him to either be a veteran or some ex-convict, not a gay mechanic.   The second guy straddled the border between twink and just skinny, still obviously masculine but not quite as buff as his boyfriend. He was blond haired with blue eyes, sweats and a T-shirt as he rested against the black dude’s chest. The blondie waved, eyes locking onto her as he sat up and grinned. “Finally. I was beginning to think Valentina was just a new name for ol’ lefty.”   “Be nice, Sam. Abel never introduces us to girls, this one must be worth something.”   Her cheeks reddened at the idea of her being the only girl to be introduced to his roommates, and she could see Abel’s face flush at the insinuation Sam (the blond one) had made.   “Right, right. Go get dressed kiddo, we gotta interrogate your Little Valentine over here.”   Wait, what?   Abel was practically thrown into his room by Sam, a calculating look on the man’s face as he steered her to the kitchen. “So, what are your intentions with our roomie?”   She blinked, unsure of how to respond. She had never been the one to be interrogated like this before, that was usually her boyfriend’s role. Thankfully, the black dude (who must be Jim) stepped in for her rescue.   “Leave the girl alone, Sam. She’s a bit too old for the interrogation bit.”   Jim rested a hand on Sam’s shoulder, giving the slightly shorter man a disapproving look. It was clear which one wore the pants, though the two of them were still both way taller than her. Jim especially, managing to probably outbid Abel for tallest guy she knew.   “Damn it, I’ve always wanted to do it though.”   “Perhaps if we manage to get that home we’ve been eyeing, we’ll be able to live out those fantasies with some kids of our own.”   Jim’s voice was low and very subdued, even as he affectionately rubbed circles into Sam’s shoulder with his thumb. Sam himself was a bit more expressive, grinning wildly as he elbowed Jim. “You’ve been looking through my computer again.”   “It’s hard not to, when you keep forgetting to sign out. Though I do admit, adopting does sound like a nice idea.”   The two of them seemed to be in their own little moment, and Valentina found herself feeling very out of place in it. Thankfully (or unthankfully), Sam quickly refocused his attention onto her. “Back on topic now, what’s the plan for tonight, hm? You’re dressed awfully… that, for a therapist.”   She wasn’t sure if she should feel offended or not, so she opted for the latter. “Going to a metal bar. I uh, wanted to introduce him to it.”   There were a few other reasons she wanted to bring him, but that was basically the gist of it. And that seemed to be enough for the guy, as he looked at Jim and gestured for him to do something. The man rolled his eyes, but complied as he fixed her with a cold stare. “If you don’t keep that boy safe, your family and friends will miss you dearly.”   Her jaw dropped, mind crashing as she registered the very clear threat in the man’s voice. “I-I see. I didn’t- I’m not planning on- I would never-“   Tongue-tied, Valentina gave herself a few moments to collect her thoughts before speaking. “If anyone attempts to do anything, I’ll kick their ass.”   “So would he. We just wanted to make sure.”   Sam then snorted, leaning forward on the table in such a way that also ended up with his backside pressed against his lover. “Between you and me, I just kinda always wanted to threaten someone over dating our roomie. You seem chill enough. Let me guess, you wear the pants until his are off?”   He was blunt, incredibly so. But she didn’t quite mind it. “Sounds about right. Same with you?”   “Damn straight. You know what they say, once you go black-“   Jim tightened his hold on Sam’s shoulder, giving the more open man a look. “You overshare.”   “I’m 35, Jim. Modesty has long past me.”   The two began to bicker lightheartedly, and once again she felt more like an accessory to the conversation than a part of it. Deciding to take a more active role in things, she forced in her own question. “If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly made you two want Abel as a roommate anyway?”   Giving Jim a look, Sam stepped to the side and allowed the bigger man to answer her. “Kid was only twenty when I first met him. Was single at the time, and laid it on him. He was polite about not being into it, and we went our separate ways. Few months later, I found him again, this time when looking for a roommate. Sam and I had just made things official a month or two before, so I was a bit worried about asking him about Abel. However-“   “-I decided that we could never turn him down. Took one look at him and realized that boy needed some guy friends, and we may be gay, but damn if we ain’t bros. he looked like an abandoned puppy, I swear. It totally worked out too, guy’s like the little brother I never had.”   More than a little dramatic, Sam finished his story with a loud sigh. “And now our boy’s growing up and spreading his wings. I’d shed a tear, but I’m not a bitch.”   “I beg to differ.”   She snorted at Jim’s dry retort, even more so at the scandalized look Sam gave him. “And you said I overshare.”   “I’m 32, Sam. Modesty has long past me.”   “You sassy bitch.”   It was then that the door to Abel’s room clicked open, revealing her boyfriend in an Animaniacs T-shirt, faded blue jeans, and brown boots. His hair was a little wet, though not enough to be as if he had just showered. Though she wasn’t quite focused on his hair, as she noted how tight his shirt was. Sure, her tits may stretch out her own T-shirt, but his was practically painted on.   Damn, she loved it.   “Please try and get done doin’ the dirty before I get back. My headphones are still broken, and I don’t wanna have to smother myself to get some sleep.”   He walked up to her, wrapping an arm around her waist and giving her a quick kiss. Giving his roommates a slightly expectant look, he jerked his head towards her slightly. “So… she’s pretty cool, right?”   She recognized the hopeful tone well enough, having heard it on Fiona more than enough times growing up as a kid. The kind of tone which looked for approval and was also a bit desperate for it. Sam also seemed to recognize, giving her a look before smiling at Abel. “If you fuck this up, we’re kicking you out. Okay?”   Jim nodded, still maintaining his borderline monotone voice. “Your straight boy lifestyle was cramping ours. Now, at least she can keep you preoccupied out of the apartment.”   In spite of what was said, Abel couldn’t have looked happier for it. “I ain’t screwing nothin’ but wood, that I swear.”   All three of them looked at Abel with naked confusion, before shaking their heads as Jim chuckled. “I will never get used to your white boy slang.”   “Oi, don’t pin his weirdness on the rest of us!”   Valentina had no comment there, silently agreeing with Jim as she followed Abel out of the apartment. Stepping out first, she paused before nudging him with her elbow. “Your new job.”   His eyes widened, and he stopped the door from shutting and yelled into the apartment. “Oh, I got the job by the way!”   “Good work, boy.”   “Hell yeah, now we can increase your rent!”   Shutting the door with a laugh, he followed her into her car. The two of them got in, putting on their seatbelts and falling into a comfortable conversation as she drove out of the complex.   “So… they were cool, right?”   Raising an eyebrow, she risked a glance at him from the corner of her eyes as she smirked. “They were. Not at all what I was expecting, but cool. What, were you nervous that I wouldn’t like your dads?”   He shook his head, not quite catching what she said. “It wasn’t that, I was just- wait a minute!”   She laughed at his outrage, patting his arm somewhat condescendingly. “Don’t worry about it. Is it weird? Most definitely. But it’s also kind of cute, in its own way.”   “You talkin’ a lot of nonsense for someone beggin’ to get cucked, love.”   Now it was her turn to feel outrage, as she punched his arm with a light scowl. “Nah uh, you don’t get to play that card. Not when you also benefit here.”   “Whatever you say, darlin’.”   He flashed her a cheeky little smile, which got her rolling her eyes as she began to drive through a more wooded strip of road. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Abel’s growing confusion over where they were going, brow furrowing as he tried to work it out. “I thought we were going to a bar? What are we doing heading north for? Is it a rich person bar?”   Driving down still, they began to see the occasional house pop up on either side of them. Each home being the size of a small mansion (at least in her eyes) and with an abundance of land surrounding them. “Not in the slightest. I doubt most rich folk would even attempt to listen to ‘the devil’s music’. As for why we’re here…”   Pulling up on the edge of the Island, she carefully drove up the massive curved driveway leading to a lakeside house which dwarfed just about any home they had passed so far. Stopping in front of the home, she texted Nat that she was here and finished her answer. “We’re here to pick up a friend of mine.”   Not even five minutes later, Nat came skipping out the house wearing her emo best. Black platform boots and knee-high socks which led up to a thigh-length black and white plaid skirt which stopped at her waist, a small belt holding it together. Tucked into the skirt was a Hello Kitty T-shirt, with a black and white striped long sleeve underneath which stopped at her knuckles. Though it was hard to see, experience told her that the younger girl was also likely wearing a satin choker and had a mini backpack on her person.   Her dress, makeup, and blue hair made it clear what kind of gal she was, and she had little motivation to change that.   “What’s up and- oh, nice.”   She leaned up to the passenger window, pressing her breasts against the glass slightly as she gave Abel a wink. In spite of her more petite form, Valentina knew that the girl was confident in what she had and knew how to use it. Nat’s boobs (decent handfuls for her but she had a feeling that Abel could hold them and have room to spare) were perky and squishy enough to catch eyes, and her faux-innocent flair was enough to catch anything.   Now was not the time for that, not yet. “Get in the back seat, bitch.”   Nat giggled and threw herself in the backseat of the car, leaning forward between the seats and pressing a hand against Abel’s arm. “So mean. You won’t be mean to me, right mister?”   “Uhhhh.”   He looked to her, unsure of what to do or say. Twirling her finger, she followed the driveway out of the property as he gently moved her hand off of him. “Uh, hi, you must be…?”   Nat fake-gasped, scandal dancing across her face as she turned her eyes from Abel to her. “You didn’t even mention me? What happened to besties for the resties?”   “That was never a thing, don’t try and make it a thing.”   She pouted, her overly cute face making even Valentina’s experienced defenses crack slightly. She and Fiona had a lot of similarities, with the teasing and flirtatious attitudes they casually took up. The thing that made Nat more dangerous was her ability to make you believe her innocence even when you knew you shouldn’t. A cunning girl, that one.   “Well, it’s a pleasure to meet ya, Nat. My name is Abel, and I can’t wait to listen to all the metal music!”   …He got points for effort, even if his effort made him sound like a parent trying to play Fortnite because their son likes it. “You sound like a cop trying to buy drugs, babe.”   “Thanks!”   If she weren’t driving, she’d palm her face with the steering wheel. “That’s not a good thing.”   “Oh. I just thought cause, ya know, police, it was good.”   Easily the whitest thing he’d ever said.   “You really found yourself a himbo, huh Tina?”   Abel’s eyes squinted as he said “himbo” to himself, clearly never having heard it before. Patting his arm again, she gave him an answer that she felt was probably perfect. “It means the ideal guy, babe.”   He nodded slowly, back straightening a bit with pride as a silly little smile graced his lips. She wanted to coo and hug him and cuddle him and then kiss him silly, but she still had to drive. So, she settled for promising to do all those things later.   “I’d say I’m surprised with your taste in guys, but this makes too much sense to be honest.”   As if she was any better. Nat’s favorite kind of guy (or girl) was one who had more red flags than a beach during a hurricane. “Give him a chance. He seems soft, but flip the right switch and suddenly he’s pushing your head down and rawdogging you until your legs stop working.”   Abel blushed but didn’t say anything, having gotten somewhat used to her being open about their sexual history. Nat meanwhile, suddenly seemed far more interested in the conversation as she leaned forward and eyed him with a sneaky grin. “Oh? Tell me more.”   Valentina looked in the mirror, her eyes locking with Nat’s as the two of them silently agreed to go just a little bit further. “He’s also got a hand for some light BDSM. Did I ever tell you of the time he put a strawberry in my mouth, flogged me with a belt, and told me he’d only stop if he could reach five hits without me damaging the strawberry or dropping it?”   He put his face into his hands, ears red as Nat’s eyes gleamed. “How brutal. Mmm, that farm boy sure does know how to abuse you, huh?”   A dilemma rested in her mind. She could either back down and allow her rapidly-hardening boyfriend to cool off, or go full steam ahead and pull that little trigger in his brain which switched him from loving boyfriend to demanding master.   No, no, it was better to save it for later. “He does, though maybe we should save that for later.”   They continued to drive away from the northern part of the Island and towards the west, not quite enough to reach the City but enough to reach Caulfield, the town where the bar resided in. It was right on the edge of the suburban part of the Island, where the buildings were a story or two taller and brickwork became more common in design.   Valentina pulled into the parking lot, turning the car off as she checked herself out in the mirror one last time before exiting the vehicle. Nat practically teleported by her side, resting an arm on her shoulder as Abel took her hand and followed.   It was a good thing that Caulfield was a bit of a bar crawl town, as the loud music from within the brick building could be heard from outside rather clearly. There were a few people resting outside the building, smoking and talking to one another but notably not on line. It was a rather odd time to be at a bar and was only a little populated if the parking lot was any indication. The fact it was somewhat busy at all was only thanks to the mostly dead metal scene on the Island, especially for bars. So, there were always at least a few people hanging around the bar. There wasn’t much else to go to get the same experience, after all.   Approaching the doorman, she gave the heavily tattooed man a brief nod as she slipped into older habits. “What’s up, Pete.”   “What’s good, Val. New guy?”   Gabriel gave Abel a once over, critiquing him silently. It was something he did with everyone she brought to the bar, a holdover from their time back in the 117 (the public school they had attended). Back then, he had been the sort of guard to their group’s hangouts, keeping watch for any trouble. He had been the oldest, so it was his ass on the line of anyone got in trouble. Well, it had been all their asses, but especially his. All of their parents knew each other (as they all lived in the same building) and would actively give each other permission to discipline their kids. Kinda fucked up, but that’s just how it was.   “Another blanquito, eh manita?”   Them being practically family also meant that she was used to him talking shit about her romantic interests. “You don’t get to talk shit. You fucking married one.”   The ever-present ring on his finger was a testament to that, with him having married that Jane chick a few years ago. She had never been more pissed to be honest, if only because he had always given her grief about her preferences.   “Whatever, just don’t do any stupid shit. Oh, and for the new guy.”   Fishing out a button from a bag on his left hit, he slapped it onto Abel’s chest and gave him an expectant look. “You wear that shit, new blood.”   “Uh, okay?”   Sticking the button onto the side of his shirt, Abel poked it with a raised eyebrow, clearly a bit apprehensive about it. She could understand why, with it having a cartoon baby covered in blood proudly starring as the centerpiece, with the words “Can I come too, Daddy?” written on the bottom. It was a definitely part of the unique charm of Demon’s Gate, which was about half “get fucked, lmao” and half “you part of the family now”. She fell into the latter, Abel was still in the former.   “Good, now get your asses in there.”   Tugging Abel along once more, she felt a grin split across her face as she walked inside the building and felt the music bounce through her ears. Admittedly, it wasn’t all too loud, but the sound was enough to already get her in the mood to just chill out.   But first, she had to organize her evening. “Babe, you should get us some beers while Nat and I get a Chill Room.”   He shot her a confused look but bobbed his head once she pointed to a curtained off room on the far side of the bar. It was another one of those things which made Demon’s Gate so unique. They had these curtained off siderooms which you could rent on an hourly basis and chill out for a while. Not only that, but they even had game consoles in there so you could drink, eat, and game to your heart’s content. Of course, the consoles were locked in a case and the controllers were kept in the booth by a long cable connected to a harness which was locked around the controller, to keep people from just yoinking shit. Still, very cool.   Sliding up to the guy in charge of setting the rooms up, she pulled out her card and simply raised an eyebrow. He grunted, recognizing her and Nat as he took the card and set them up with their usual room.   “How long?”   Damn, tomorrow was a Monday. She had a class in the morning and work an hour later, so no way she could stay out past ten. Fuuuuck, being an adult sucked. “Three hours.”   “Enjoy your stay.”   The two of them stepped into the ten by ten foot room, Nat throwing herself close to the TV as she laid down across the couch and pointed at her. “So, you gonna tell me about this surprise now that the boytoy is gone?”   Throwing her legs off of the couch, Valentina sat down next to the younger woman and sighed. “Right, that. I’m gonna be blunt here, I want you to fuck my boyfriend in front of me.”   Nat’s eyes bugged out as she sat up straight. “You what?”   Confident in her desires, Val explained herself. “I’ve got a cuckquean fetish, and now that I’m dating again I want to try and explore it. I told Abel about it, and he said he’d do it for me. But, I think I know him well enough to say that he’s not going to go out of his way to do his part, if you know what I mean. He’s a good guy, a bit too good in this case. So, I need you to help me break him into this sort of thing and get him used to it. Can you do that for me?”   Nat stared, mind still processing what was just said as she slowly answered back. “Uh… sure? Imma be honest, was not expecting this. But I mean, it wouldn’t exactly be the first time we’ve done sex stuff together. Looking back on it, I really should have expected this. Remember when I had to kiss Danny during Drunk Truth or Dare?”   That she did, quite vividly actually. At the time, she had been kinda pissed with the idea, but looking back on it now she realized that was probably the first time she felt that kind of humiliation before. Had it been anyone else, she probably would’ve started throwing hands. But it was Nat, and she knew Nat well enough to know that she was probably less into the kiss than Val had been.   Nat had a thing for dudes who could pick her up and throw her around, and Danny had very much not been that.   “Right, good. Just remember to build up to it first, if you go too fast he might chicken out.”   Perhaps that was a bit inaccurate to say. He wouldn’t chicken out, but he’d be uncomfortable enough that he wouldn’t give it his all and it’d just be lame for everyone. If he was going to do this, he needed to be horny as fuck.   “Trust me, I got this. But first, we gotta play some Black Ops 2 Zombies. That was my childhood.”   Valentina mentally winced at Bo2 being anyone’s childhood. She had been 17 when it had come out, and she had only ever played a few years later when her dormmate had brought it over. Once again, the eight-year age gap between her and Nat continues to make her feel fucking ancient.   Throwing the game on, Val leaned back and let Nat navigate the menu, picking Tranzit (because obviously) and then zoning out as they started up the game. Of course, Abel walked in with a confused look on his face not even a minute after they started, three beers in his arms as he turned his gaze onto her. “I got drinks, and one extra. Bartender wouldn’t let me leave without one for me.”   She snorted, remembering Abel’s policy on drinking. “I’ll drink it. Now grab a controller and sit down.”   Placing the drinks down on the table, he went to sit on the couch across from them, but she hooked her leg around his and stopped him before he could. Raising an eyebrow, she scooted back a bit and jerked her head towards the space in front of her and behind Nat. “Right here, babe.”   “If you say so.”   He joined right as the first round ended, the screen shrinking even more as three player co-op was forced upon them. Nat groaned, annoyed with how small the screens were now, but that was to be expected. As much as she tried to hide it, Nat was still a spoiled rich kid at the end of the day. She had no understanding of the days where you had to connect Xboxes together with an ethernet cord to play co-op with more than four people and being forced to all crowd around a screen the size of a computer monitor while staring a quarter of that screen just to play.   Ah, the early days of multiplayer before Xbox Live and the rampant online shit talking that accompanied.   The groan Nat let out after seeing Abel play, however, was completely understandable to her.   She wasn’t trying to be rude or anything, but it was hard not to be when he played like her mom did. The way he stopped moving his character so that he could move the camera around and aim at a zombie, and how he took what felt like an eternity to line up a shot because he kept moving the crosshairs past his target by a wide margin was complete noob behavior. Something which she immediately pointed out to him.   “You can move your camera and body at the same time, you know.”   “I know that, I just ain’t used to these types of games.”   “You a strategy game guy?”   “Yeah, and a few RPGs. I usually just play third-person games, so these first-person ones are like trying to wrangle a bull with floss.”   However odd a simile like that was, there was no denying that it was fairly accurate to his style of play. The jerky movement of his camera as he swung it from side to side was as if he had a boulder strapped to his head, the weight of it making his every movement have this sort of heavy momentum. It was taking up the majority of his focus, leaving him incapable of noticing as Nat inched backwards into him.   He did not notice, but Valentina did.   Her focus was split 80-20 now, mindlessly shooting zombie hordes as her best friend creeped closer to her boyfriend’s lap. The white noise of the music behind her and the zombies in front of her was drowned out by the hammering in her chest, a rising thump, thump, thump which heated her cheeks and tensed her fingers.   “Hm? What are-“   Abel finally noticed, taking his eyes off the screen as he stared down at the little fucking homewrecker rubbing her pert ass against his leg. A mischievous grin was on her face, the impish young woman giving her a wink before turning her attention to the man she was currently trying to seduce. “What’s wrong? I’m just trying to get comfortable, and you seem nice to sit on. You won’t do anything naughty, will you? After all, your girlfriend is right there. You wouldn’t cheat on her, would you?”   “I-I wouldn’t, I-“   He glanced back at her, their eyes meeting as Valentina attempted to communicate with him with a single look. What she was trying to say, she had no idea. Her head was a mess of contradicting desires, torn between yanking him away from Nat’s perfectly tight body, sitting there while he gets taken away from her, or even pushing him further into the grasp of the seductress in his lap grinding away at his jeans.   Whatever it was that filtered through them, it left him silent as Nat’s dainty hand cupped at his dick through the denim of his jeans. “Oh my, I think you’re a liar Mr. Abel.”   Her wrist flicked and turned, his zipper and button undone with practiced ease as she danced her fingers along the edge of his exposed boxers. Turning her head back, Nat smirked cockily as she and Valentina made eye contact. “Why don’t you keep a lookout, Val? You know, to be a good cuck and make sure no one interrupts us.”   The sharp words cut into her like a knife, making her recoil in surprise as her face smushed together a scowl with a submissive stare. “S-Sure.”   She slid to the end of the couch, keeping one eye on the gap between the curtain and the wall. Her teeth grit as she kept lookout, the humiliation well and truly setting in as she heard the excited moan of satisfaction that she knew to come from insertion. Valentina hazarded a look back, lips pursed as she saw Nat sitting as far back on Abel’s lap as she could, her short skirt masking the connection between the two of them.   Abel met her nervous stare, uncertainty visible on his face. He winced as Nat ground her hips against him, pleasure and guilt blending together not dissimilar to her own cocktail of feelings. Vindication filled her. He should feel guilt for this, for fucking another woman right before her. He should be stuck with the uneasy sense of shame which came with such an act.   It was then that he noticed something in her face, which somehow served to calm his nerves. His eyes sharpened, the nervous and kindhearted man which she knew lovingly vanishing as the stern disciplinarian she knew intimately took hold. Taking a deep breath, he leaned back and dropped his controller to the table beside them, anxiousness still jerking him somewhat as his hand clenched and unclenched before he spoke.   “This is what you wanted, right? You wanted me to find a different woman, a better woman, to have sex with. You wanted this.”   It was as much an accusation as it was his way of asserting his own confidence, but the wavering of his will did little to lessen the impact of his words. Her heart quickened, hands shaking as she jerked her head away from them and towards the curtain. “I-I don’t… yes?”   Her heart beat in tune with the throbbing in her core, loins on fire as she rubbed her legs together. She didn’t know if she could look at them, if she could look and see what was happening beneath that sinfully short skirt. Fire burned in her face as she drummed her fingers against her knee, the hushed gasps and moans which somehow drowned out the music from outside causing a visceral tension within her.   “Ah, you’re too big, Abel~ I can’t imagine Val handling this easily.”   “Hm, she gets tired fast.”   “Ooooh, I bet I won’t.”   Copper met her tongue, which was the only indication that she had even begun biting her lip. She released her lower lip, an itching sensation by the side of her neck goading her into peeking at the couple (another trigger down to her core).   Nat was short of breath, face red as she hunched forward slightly. In spite of her boasts, it was clear to see that she was pushing her limits. Her eyes were glazed over, the controller in her hands barely an accessory as she raised her hips ever so gently before allowing gravity to bring her back down. She could scarcely see what was happening under the skirt, only the rhythmic gleam of juices giving her an idea of the debauchery hidden in plain sight.   Abel, meanwhile, maintained a fixed stoicism as he caught her staring once again. “You’re a waste of a lookout. If you wanna see so badly, then look.”   His large hand reached out and grabbed her arm, dragging her to the ground as she let out a sudden squeak. The rough treatment triggered her submissive side hard, and she could do little but gulp as he slid his hand down her arm until it was holding her wrist.   “Go on, lift up the skirt. See what’s happening.”   Her entire arm shook as she grasped the thin fabric, head swimming as the last remnants of her pride stopped her. It was a Pandora’s Box of sin, an adultery happening before her eyes and at her own behest. She could never deny what had happed if she looked now, could never believe that they were simply pretending to have sex beneath the skirt. Her irrational mind could explain away the flushed look on Nat’s face, the whiny grunts, and even the slight squelching of fluids which pierced her ears. But to see the connection, to see the penetration… there would be no rationalizing it. There would be no going back.   “Lift. It. Up.”   Abel’s demanding tone was what did her in, her panties soaking in her arousal as she lifted the skirt and felt the world stand still. Nat’s pussy was stretched to the limit, the petite girl’s sex being spread wide by Abel’s girth. By her boyfriend’s girth. Valentina could only imagine the ecstasy at being filled so thoroughly, negatively comparing her own depths to her friend’s. She had more room to spare within her, making it easier to fit his size within her. Nat by comparison was much more snug, unused to and unable to take him fully without permanent change. Even now, she could see an inch or so of dick which was unable to fit inside the younger woman, a previously unseen stretch of flesh.   Perhaps that technically meant that she was better than Nat in that regard, but her mind twisted such an idea before it could settle.   Nat’s tighter.   Nat’s wetter.   Nat’s better.   Her breath shuddered as her focus was consumed by the sight before her. The fire lit within her earlier was completely uncontrollable now, a blazing inferno which devoured her entirely. The burning need for stimulation got to her, as she attempted to reach into her jeans only to be stopped by a strong hand gripping her forearm.   “You don’t get to cum.”   Valentina just stared, barely registering the high-pitched whine of Nat’s climax nor the slight tensing of Abel’s face as he too found release. She watched as her boyfriend (the man which she trusted more than any other) emptied his load into a younger and tighter woman right in front of her. She stared as Nat fell back, the young woman huffing as she laid against her boyfriend’s back, cum trickling out of her cunt. She even listened as they mocked her, cruel expressions forced onto their faces as they hammered the point home.   “I can’t believe she was about to masturbate to that.”   “I should’ve known how pathetic she could be.”   “Yeah, what a sad little cuck.”   Their words hurt her as much as they entranced her, leaving her squirming on the floor as she settled her inner conflict and begged. “P-Please, can I just…”   Her eyes lingered on the meager amount of cum which leaked out of Nat’s pussy, Abel’s cock acting as a rather effective stopper to keep the rest of it inside.   “Oh my god!”   “What did you expect?”   “I can’t believe that proud Val would be such a fucking loser.”   “Mhm, I should’ve just kept fucking her roommate instead.”   They made no move to stop her as she dove in, licking around the edge of Abel’s slowly softening dick and right on the stretched lips of Nat’s new reformed pussy. Valentina almost wished she could describe the taste, but every lick she gave only left the sour flavor of ignominy on her tongue.   She wanted more of it, forever.   “Hey, Abes, why don’t we ditch this loser and have some fun at my house? I’m a cheerleader at my Uni, and I’m awfully flexible.”   Abel, for the briefest moment, broke character as he shot her a concerned look. Of course, his callous mask was back in place as soon as he saw the nirvana that she was in. “Sounds like fun, though we came here in her car. Hey, babe, why don’t you drive us back to Nat’s place so we can have some fun.”   She idly noticed how he always seemed to become more articulate while domming, but otherwise said nothing as she gave a brief nod.   He chuckled, standing up as Nat found the strength to get off of him, and stuffed his cock back into his pants. Watching as Nat pushed her panties back in place, he slapped her tight ass before giving it a harsh squeeze. “Good girl. Say, Nat, why don’t we have some fun in the backseat while she drives? Maybe give those pretty lips of yours a go?”   The two of them kept her in their gaze as they spoke, pretending not to notice as she shivered.   “Mmm, I like the sound of that.”   They walked through the curtain, leaving her alone in the tiny room as the demonic laughs of the Black Ops game over screen taunted her as she collected herself.   She had been degraded, cheated on, and ignored by her boyfriend. By the person she was growing to love more and more with each passing day. That love was taken, twisted, and then stomped on as he fucked her best friend and came inside her. And now, she was expected to drive the two of them home while they fooled around in the back, all so that they could then fuck in Nat’s house.   Valentina stared at the mostly untouched beers, a dreamy smile on her face.   “Best day ever.”   … … …   It has been some time. Not as much as last time, but time nonetheless. But here we are, the fabled cuckening that was promised since the title. I’m going to be very honest, I am not super in touch with the cuckquean community. I know, shocking. Regardless, I was just going off the cuff with what I assumed would fit in this situation. The dirty talk was especially annoying to get just right as I wanted to sort of tread the balance of being somewhat forced while still being good enough to read. After all, this is a first time for all people involved. They shouldn’t sound like masters and there should be a degree of awkwardness in there. Of course, if there are any cuckquean specialists or enthusiasts or any other word out there, please let me know of any sort of lesser knowns subfetishes or just things which tend to go hand in hand.   This has been a Decent Hoonter, and words.

Chapter 7 - Valentina's Day Special

There were two types of people in the world: the complicated and the simple. Abel recognized himself as the latter and had done so since an early age. It was just a natural part of him, he knew. He was a simple guy, who enjoyed simple things. He wanted to be a teacher in the hopes that those he taught would be able to take his lessons and apply them in situations outside of books.   He was aware that literature wasn’t the most immediately useful skill. Really, even he struggled to apply it literally anywhere outside of teaching. But it wasn’t the books themselves that he believed was the point of teaching it, even if he enjoyed those. No, it was the ability to derive context from words and situations that he felt was what students should take away from his lessons. To be able to read between the lines and grasp subtly, even in their everyday lives.   To him, literature made you smarter not because you have to read books, but because you had to learn how to understand them. How to understand characters so different from yourself and fall into their shoes. And if his students could do that with a book, then maybe they’ll learn to do it with each other, and the world would be a better place for it.   What did that have to do with anything? Nothing, but it helped him ease his nerves as he sat in what would be his new classroom for the rest of the year. Only like, two months, but still. It was nerve wracking. This would be the first time he ever actually taught a classroom in a professional setting, outside of his TA days.   Abel sat down at Mrs. Dane’s desk, careful not to touch any of the currently absent English teacher’s things as he skimmed the class schedule for what must have been the hundredth time. Logically, he knew he had the skills necessary to teach this class perfectly fine. However, doubt was always hovering over his shoulder, and now that the moment was truly here…   His hand went to his phone, unlocking it as he reread the motivational text Valentina had sent him.   Valentina <3: Whoop they ass   He smiled briefly, before returning to a more neutral expression as he remembered the events of their last… escapade. The night had been long, and a lot of it blurred as he remembered pushing his stamina to the limit before eventually knocking out. And not once had he touched his girlfriend like he usually would. Instead, all of his efforts had gone to her friend.   If Abel was a simple man, then Valentina was a complicated woman. Her desires seemed to conflict with one another, a balancing act that would tilt and sway with each coming morning. Her sexual fantasies contradicted her general personality, which also contradicted her romantic fantasies. If he were even a fraction as complicated as her, he was certain their relationship wouldn’t have worked out as well as it had been so far. However, he was a simple man, and as such was willing to do whatever he could to make it work.   And work it did. No matter how awkward it felt having sex with another woman in front of his girlfriend, it wasn’t something he couldn’t get used to. Valentina had been especially thankful of him the morning after, giving him more affection than she ever had, which was saying something considering how intimate of a couple they were.   Gently putting his phone away, Abel shook his head to clear his mind. Sex should be the last thing on his brain at the moment. Checking his watch, he exhaled softly.   6:55. Class started in five minutes.   Collecting himself, Abel adjusted his tie before unlocking the door to the classroom. A smile plastered itself onto his face as a wave of students came rushing in, none of them really paying any mind to him as they instead hugged their cups of coffee close to their chests and tiredly sunk into their seats.   First period was a senior class, and an AP one at that. A relieving thought for him, as older students were infinitely easier to work with than younger ones, as his TA days could attest. Their lack of reaction to him also took off another point of stress, as whispers behind his back always served to spike his anxiety even if he had gotten used to ignoring them.   Leaning on the edge of the teacher’s desk (his desk, he was sure to remind himself) Abel Lustcraft took a deep breath and gripped his nerves as he flipped the little switch in his mind which helped him focus. Not that it was a literal thing (no matter how much Valentina claimed it was), but it was more of a mental trigger that he built up and-   He imagined the switch again, and this time refused to get into mental tangents on it.   The bell rang, and his eyes sharpened as his “Himbo Energy” (as Nat called it), was pushed to the side as he clapped his hands together. “Good morning class, I hope you are all doing well. My name is Mr. Lustcraft, and I will be Mrs. Dane’s substitute moving forward.”   It was then that eyes began to rove over him, most taking a single glance before shrugging it off, though a few of the girls took a little longer than was appropriate. He ignored it, and instead got straight to the point. “I’ve been made aware that you guys have been hopping between subs for the past two weeks because of Mrs. Dane’s sudden absence, so we’ll start with a quick review of the last two weeks to make sure that you all have actually learned what you need to learn for the AP exam.”   Groans echoed all around the room, and Abel couldn’t help but chuckle as he quickly realized what was going on. “Relax, I won’t be handing out a test or anything. I’d much rather hear it in your own words, to see if you really understand it.”   Picking up a small packet from the – his – desk, he opened up to a bookmarked page and watched as a few students opened their bags to pull out the same packet. He skimmed the front page, suppressing a laugh at how basic schools could be as his eyes landed on the title of the packet.   “Does anyone want to share any thoughts they had regarding Hamlet’s Soliloquy?”   He hadn’t expected any hands and had been ready to give his own two cents about it when a single hand from the front row went up like a rocket. “I do!”   Abel eyed the student, a girl with obviously dyed red hair and envy green eyes. Her rounded glasses gave her an innocent look which seemed to fit the studious young woman. Clearly, she was the overachiever of the class. “Please, go ahead.”   She grinned enthusiastically, something which contrasted her even more so against the rest of her peers, who seemed thankful that someone else had taken the question for them.   “Hamlet’s musings on the binary nature of life and death begins abruptly, showing its hand in the first line of ‘To be or not to be’. This conflict of the pain of life vs the uncertainty of death carries on as he describes the mental warfare in which he has fallen prey to, wondering the worth of fighting against a sea of arms. As the soliloquy continues, we see a more in-depth look into the cowardice of Hamlet, who would much rather feel the restful slumber of death than the whips of life yet is too fearful of the unknown to take that final step.”   “…Huh.”   None of the other students seemed phased by the girl’s macabre thoughts. If anything, they were likely used to it. He would have to be as well. “And what did you think of the soliloquy’s meaning as a whole?”   “That to fear death is to be a coward.”   There were mumblings amongst the students, none of which he could clearly hear, and so he paid them no attention. “Do you agree with it?”   “Yes.”   …Abel backtracked on his previous thoughts, deciding that this class might be a different kind of stressful. “An interesting choice.”   Leaning moving to the front of the classroom, he lifted the paper to his eyes before discarding it altogether, having been forced to read this passage several times during his high school and college careers. “Well, if that’s the case then I’m sure you all won’t mind writing a short three-page essay debating that interpretation?”   The class groaned, a few of the lazier looking students glaring at the redhead who took their disdain in perfect stride. Still, he didn’t want to leave the poor girl out to dry, so he worked to quickly distract the students. “Don’t worry, you’ll have a week to complete this paper and I won’t require any sources, as this is an opinion piece. I just want to make sure the cogs in your brains are working fine, before we get to the actual point of this unit.” Twenty-three pairs of eyes were locked onto him, even the half-asleep kids near the back managing to rouse themselves from their naps in order to catch what he was going to say. Abel wanted to think it was because he was a good orator but knew that it was likely just because they wanted to know what they needed to do and how long they had to procrastinate. Oh well. “At the end of this unit I want everyone to pick one character from the story and write both a short story in the perspective of that character and then an essay explaining how and why you chose to portray this character after having read Hamlet. The actual details of this assignment will be given to you once the printer starts working, but until then does anyone have any questions?”   Not a single hand went up, so Abel just mentally prepared himself to receive a dozen emails a few days before the project would be due asking what they were supposed to do. Oh, how the turns have tabled.   “Great. Now that you all have read the soliloquy, the next few weeks are going to focus on reading the actual play and seeing if that recontextualizes the soliloquy for you, following that-“   The class went on as he thought it would, with bleary eyes and clogged ears hearing him without listening in the slightest. He didn’t really mind, seeing as it was an early class and it was his first day as a substitute. Give it a few weeks, and he was certain they’d warm up to him.   And hey, at least the redhead was paying attention.   … … …   It would be a few hours later that Abel would finally have lunch, having just gone through six periods of classes. Well, it was actually only really four, since he had off third and was on hall duty fifth. One had been his senior class, two and four had been his freshman class, and six had been a creative writing class which was actually quite nice. That left him with a seventh period lunch break, which was ideal since it was just a little bit past noon. After lunch he had his final senior class and that was the entire school day, though he’d have to stay at least a half-hour since that was how long he was still technically supposed to be working.   Opening the door to the teacher’s lounge a room away from the student’s cafeteria, Abel couldn’t help but fidget slightly as three other teachers within the room glanced his way. It felt awkward, the three having been caught mid conversation and him just happening to walk in on it, but he was prepared for that. Clutching his over the shoulder bag, he smiled as politely as he could and gave a brief wave.   “Hello, I’m the substitute for Mrs. Dane! My name is Abel Lustcraft, a pleasure to meet you all.”   An older woman with light brown hair snorted, stabbing her salad as she looked at him with tired eyes. “So that’s the fresh meat, huh?”   A dirty blonde to her right tried to wave off her colleagues’ apathetic tone with a bright smile, eyes practically shining as she stood up and all but manifested next to him with an eager energy to her. “HI! I’m Ashley May, and it’s super cool to meet you! Everyone else here is old as heck, so I was excited to hear that we were going to get someone my age for once!”   The grumpy brunette grumbled something to herself, while a middle-aged football coach (there was no way the whistle wearing man wasn’t one) laughed from his belly. “Hah! I’d love to disagree with ya, but my knees might beg to differ!”   Abel chuckled as he found himself being dragged to the table the three shared, sitting down by the football coach who held out a large and hairy hand. “Name’s Mike Van, kid. Glad to see you’ve got some balls; Lord knows this place could use some.”   Not knowing whether or not he should laugh or cringe a bit, Abel went for the middle ground and just smiled awkwardly. “You’re welcome? I’ve never had those complimented that way.”   Mike laughed again, Ashley joining him as she elbowed the grumpy brunette who just sighed and put her fork down. “Misha Marigold, you have my sympathies.”   “Sympathies?”   Staring at him with heavy bags under her eyes, Misha pointed her fork at him before stabbing it into a carrot in such a way that it made him clench his thighs together and wince. “Being a teacher sucks. Grading papers written by dumbasses for several hours, talking to dumbasses, putting in months of effort planning a curriculum only for the students to never give a shit about it and spend class on their phone youtubing or whatever, I could go on.”   He blinked, unsure what to say. He never needed to figure that conundrum out, as Ashley quickly butted in. “Don’t listen to her, she just gets that way whenever there’s a ‘Y’ at the end of the day. Teaching’s actually great! You get to really make a difference in the world, teaching the youth and helping them spread their wings!”   Pulling out his lunch, Abel popped it open and gave Ashley a thankful look. “Your optimism is infectious.”   “Thanks!”   Steam wafted from his large thermos, having put his penne alla vodka in while it was piping hot earlier that day. The other teachers glanced at the thermos, eyeing the orange-colored pasta with burgeoning interest.   “Damn that smells good. What place you go to for that one, kid?”   Poking his fork into the top of the tightly packed pasta, Abel tilted his head a bit confused. “Place? I woke up early to cook for the day.”   He was always an early riser, finding comfort in the wee hours of dawn and then some. And since he only lived a half-hour away from the school, it meant that him waking up at 4:00 AM gave him quite a bit of time to do other things before getting to the school. It was relaxing in a way, though he was certain Valentina would sooner call him crazy for waking up so early willingly.   His coworkers didn’t seem to think much differently, eyeing him incredulously while Ashley pulled a mirror out from her bag and held it in front of him, checking to make sure he had a reflection before eventually putting her suspicions to ease. Not that it stopped her from prodding him further. “I couldn’t imagine waking early enough to cook! I mean, it looks really good but that’s like, really crazy, ya know? Getting those amazing eight hours can be such a pain, especially during exam weeks! Then again, I’m also still working on my master’s so that’s also another whole can of worms and stuff.”   The young woman talked a lot, but Abel kept up with it rather well. “I get that a lot. I grew up on a farm, so getting up that early was fairly normal.”   That admission seemed to pique his energetic coworker even more, as she leaned closer and began to all but vomit questions at him. “You lived on a farm!? That’s so cool! Did you have horses there? Chickens? Wait, do farms have those or are those ranches instead? Both? Did you ever drive a tractor or like, any big machine like that? How much work was it a day? I always wanted to be on a farm, but I don’t know if I could actually do it, it seems like a lot of work. Oh, was Farmer’s Only popular out there or is it just a meme? That’s the most important question.”   In her excitement, Ashley accidentally bumped her elbow into Misha’s cup, spilling water all over the table much to the older woman’s frustration. The younger teacher panicked, frantically apologizing while wiping the table down with some paper towels, all the while Mike just cackled at Misha’s grumpy look, uncaring as the water dropped onto him.   It was a comical sight, and as Abel began to assist in the cleanup, he found that it was one that he was glad to have seen.   … … …   It would be another few hours later, just past five, that inspiration would hit Abel. He was lying in bed,  having just finished doing some work going over the syllabus that Mrs. Dane had made for him before heading to maternity leave when an odd thought came to his mind.   “I want to play video games.”   For the stereotypical twenty-five-year-old, this would probably just be the average evening. However, Abel was far from average. For one, he really wasn’t much of a gamer. Sure, he played games every now and again, but they were far from his favorite hobby. Reading or working out often came first, followed by television or trivia night at the local bar. But trivia night only happened on Wednesdays, so that was out.   Leaving his room, he noted that the apartment was once again completely empty. Jim and Sam had been going out a lot more often, staying the night elsewhere and often coming back with excited looks on their faces. Well, an excited look on Sam’s face, Jim maintained his stoic look almost perfectly save for a slight upturn of his lips. They never explained what it was, but going by how much time they were putting into it, it had to be something important.   Giving the couch a quick once over, he sat down and stared at the white console which stood tall next to the television. It was Sam’s console, one that he forgot the name of but knew the man had been very relieved to get after months of it being unavailable. He was big into games like that, something that he was sure Valentina would vibe with should they ever hang out. Maybe that’d be something to organize?   Grabbing a random game from the shelf, Abel hummed to himself as he stared at the nice-looking box art. It looked to be some kind of RPG, which would be nice. He was a big fan of those types of games, enjoying story-based ones as well as general fantasy settings. Maybe this would be a good way to relax?   “Elden Ring. Huh, kinda reminds me of Lord of the Rings. Wonder if it was based on that?”   Sliding the disc in and opening up his barely used profile on the console, Abel leaned back onto the couch and prepared himself for a calm session of zoning out until he fell asleep.   That did not happen.   “DAMN THAT STUPID HORSE!”   An hour later and he was glaring at the screen, the taunting YOU DIED text almost making a vein burst in his forehead as he put the controller down lest he break it. His fingers tapped on his knee while his leg bopped up and down, frustration mounting as he tried to regain his cool. What kind of game even was this? Who enjoyed dying for an hour straight to the most unfair boss ever!? Was this some kind of masochist game or something?   “…If it’s masochistic, Valentina would know it.”   Calling his videogame-expert girlfriend, Abel let out a breath to let go of some of the stress that damn game had given him. Stress which was further alleviated when hearing her voice.   “Just got off of work, what’s up?”   Staring at the stupid golden horse guy roaming around in front of his character, Abel gathered his thoughts the best he could to avoid sounding like some kind of whining child. “Well, I was just playing some game Sam had and uh… well I think I could use some help with it. If you wanna come over, that is.”   “Sure. What game is it anyway?”   He looked towards the cover, reading the title to her before pulling his phone away as she started cackling loudly in his ear.   “PFFFFTTT, I’ll be right there. Be sure to have my payment ready.”   He rolled his eyes as she hung up, heading to the kitchen to prepare some snacks. Grabbing some corn tortillas and avocados, he quickly cut up the former into triangles before lightly buttering each side and putting them in the oven. Then, he cut open a few avocados and began to mash them up, cutting up some tomatoes, jalapenos, cilantro, and onions. Once those were all diced, he dropped them into the avocado blend and squeezed some lime in there alongside some salt and pepper. Mixing it all up, he pulled out the corn tortillas and gathered them all up into a bowl.   He stared, wondering if that was enough before shaking his head. She wasn’t here yet, and she definitely hadn’t eaten dinner yet. He should make something else, though nothing crazy. Pulling out his phone, he began to google ideas before wondering if there was any Puerto Rican food he could make her. Nothing crazy of course, just something simple.   Things got out of hand, to the point of his apron being covered in flour by the time the doorbell rang.   “Be right there!”   Opening the front door in his Tom and Jerry apron, Abel couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed at how quickly he had escalated, Valentina’s eyebrow having raised upon seeing his floury look.   “…You look lovely, darlin’.”   She rolled her eyes at his deflection, likely thinking him to just be spouting nonsense. He meant it fully though, finding her black hoodie and sweatpants combo to still look wonderful on her. Then again, he was overwhelmingly biased.   “Uh huh. So, what’s cooking?”   Leading her inside, he pulled out the guacamole from the fridge and pulled the plastic wrap off the top. Putting both it and the chips on the coffee table in the living room, he gestured to the oven with a sheepish grin. “There are some uh… pasta lilos frying on the stove.”   “Pastelillos.”   Her correction was done without much thought, as her face lit up a second or two after. “You’re making pastelillos!?”   A smidgen of pride filled him as he pulled the first few out of the pan and onto a paper towel to drain the excess oil, putting in another few and keeping an eye on them. “Yeah. I found a recipe online and thought they looked amazing, though I wasn’t sure if I wanted to make beef or chicken, so I did both.”   Glancing back at her, he paused to see her whispering on the phone very intently. His brow furrowed as she looked back at him, nodding at whatever the other person said before turning red and suddenly hanging up. “Called Mom and told her you were making pastelillos, and she got a bit… excited.”   Her phone rang again, and by instinct she picked it up before suddenly being blasted by her mother.   “ESTUPIDA! Did you hang up on me?”   Letting out a snort as Valentina hastily pretended to have hit the end call button on accident, he took out the next few pastelillos before adding in the last few. His girlfriend’s spirited family always made him smile, the memory of how kindly they had treated him being a core one for him now, even if that trip had a rather odd bit near the end.   Finishing up the last of the pastelillos, he began to clean up the kitchen while Valentina finally ended her call with a sigh. “Ugh, next time I’m just texting her.”   “What’d she say?”   A pink dusting returned to her cheeks as she scoffed away her slight embarrassment, poking at one of the pastelillos and debating on whether or not she was going to eat it now or wait. “Typical mom stuff.”   “…”   A beat passed between them before she suddenly stiffened. “Uh, I mean, you know…”   It was his turn to raise an eyebrow, amused at how dramatic she made it seem. “It’s fine, you know. To be honest, I like hearing about your family. They seem like a lot of fun.”   She relaxed quickly enough, leaning against the counter as she struggled to look at him in favor of eyeing the food hungrily. “She was just bugging me about when we were gonna have kids and all. She’s been itching for that for a while now, though I think it’s mostly because she’s starting to feel less useful now that Fi-Fi and I are grown up and doing our own things. I mean, even if Fi is a complete dumbass half the time, she’s actually gotten some success doing her streaming thing, and Mom… well she hasn’t needed to actually care for us for a while.”   Valentina was quick to stop herself, having almost psychoanalyzed her own mother in front of him. He didn’t say anything about that, knowing it was a bit of a pet peeve of hers, so he instead focused on the actual contents of her words. “I mean… kids sound nice, though I think it’s a bit early for that.”   He wasn’t about to say that he always wanted kids, not now. His career was still too fragile, and she was on the cusp of getting her doctorate so she was busy too. It would be some time before that happened.   “That’s what I said. But like… I’m going to be thirty soon and I feel like I’ve just wasted the last few years. I… what if I waste more time and by the time I want to have kids, I can’t?”   Her somber tone took him by surprise, and it took him a moment to really process what he wanted to say to that. Drying his hands and taking his now clean apron off, he pressed his lips against her forehead and hugged her with one arm. “You’ve got quite a bit of time before that happens. And hey, you’ve already got a stable job and are working to finish your doctorates soon enough, which means when you do decide to have kids, you’ll be perfectly stable financially to do so.”   Her hand grasped his own, their fingers intermingling. “What about you? Do you think you’d be ready by that point?”   “Yes.”   To him, it wasn’t a question. The idea of having a family of his own was one which outweighed just about every other dream he’d ever had, having grown up being envious of those who could say they did have one. Perhaps that was the wrong reason to want it, but it was his reason.   “…I can’t believe we’ve only been dating for like, a month.”   He snorted, pulling away as he plated the pastelillos and brought them over to the living room coffee table. “But what a wonderful month it’s been.”   The two of them sat down on the couch while he grabbed the controller and took the console off of rest mode, continuing from where he had left off. Valentina munched on a pastelillo next to him, a plate held in front of her as the crumbs fell onto it and steam wafted into her face.   “Holy shit that’s good.”   “Thanks.”   Taking a bite of her pastelillo (with her holding it to keep him from greasing up the controller), he hummed in delight at the flavor. It was very different from his usual Italian flair, much more intense in the flavor. Idly, he wondered if that was reflective of the culture it was from, before letting the thought fall to the wayside in favor of his immediate troubles.   “So… how do I beat this guy?”   Polishing off the fried dish, Valentina gestured vaguely to the screen. “This guy is more a lesson on knowing when to back out and come back later. Your best bet is to explore a bit more to the south and level up a bit, maybe get some new gear and get a handle on the controls some more.”   “What level should I try and get to?”   Her hand moved in a so-so motion, before reaching to grab another pastelillo. “Honestly, it doesn’t really matter. This is more a skill-based game than a stat-based one, so learning the feel of the game and the bosses is more important than straight leveling.”   “So, I’ll just have to get good at the game then?”   She snickered at that for whatever reason, before answering him properly. “Yeah, you’ll have to get good.”   Hitting the grind, Abel leaned back onto the couch and followed his girlfriend’s instruction for the next few hours, exploring the map around the pain in his neck. He died quite a bit, each time earning a chuckle from the giggling woman next to him. Those chuckles grew to full-blown laughter once he got his own horse and quickly learned how lethal gravity could be, much to her amusement.   It wasn’t long, however, before he eventually found himself facing the golden prick once again, having beaten some lesser bosses and gathered slightly better gear. This time, he wasn’t hampered by his lackluster mobility and was able to keep up with his foe. That wasn’t to say that it was a clean wash, far from it. Controlling his horse took some getting used to, and he fell for an unlucky shield bash or downward strike more than a few times. But patience rewarded him, as tension overcame the room as the boss found itself on its last sliver of health.   “You just need one more hit, babe.”   “I know.”   “You’re out of flasks.”   “I know.”   “You’ve got one hit at most left in you.”   “I know!”   He could practically feel her smug grin digging into his cheek as he rode around the boss, terrified of losing this attempt. Frustration set in, and he went in for a risky bait. The boss reared its arm up, its massive golden halberd tracking his position as he skirted the edges of the bosses’ attack area and waited for the right moment. A half-second passed before the attack came down, delayed enough to have caught him off guard in the past but now second nature to his instincts as he dashed on his horse and went in for the last hit, getting a clean kill as the halberd just barely missed the edge of his steed.   “YES!”   The urge to toss the controller down like a football came and went as he stood up and gripped the plastic, hands moist from the stress of it as he almost knocked over the chips and guac. He put the controller down, satisfaction filling him as he went to grab a pastelillo only to feel nothing but crumbs. He glanced back to Valentina, whose cheeks were stuffed with the delicious goods.   “Er… yay?”   Sitting back down, he stretched his arms out and rested them on the back of the couch to bask in the moment. A weight settled on his arm, before moving deeper into him as Valentina sat down on his lap and rested her chin on his chest.   “Feels good, don’t it?”   “…Yeah.”   Abel looked down towards her grease-stained face, grabbing a napkin and wiping up the grease on her cheeks. She didn’t say anything, letting him clean her face up as one of them indulged in the moment, though who he couldn’t say. Crumpling the napkin, he tossed it onto the table and locked eyes with her. “Darlin’?”   “Yeah?” They stared into one another’s eyes for a moment, feeling each other’s body through their clothing. A new thought entered his mind, and this time he followed through on it as he wrapped his arms around her and stood up.   “Ay!”   He abandoned the game console and carried her to his room, her legs clenched around his waist as he pushed his door open and then kicked it shut.   “Who’d have thought that videogames would make you horny.”   Laying her down on his bed, he trailed his hand up her thigh as he shook his head. “This is all your doing, love. Now take responsibility for it.”   He pushed his lips to hers, hand gripping her ass as he bared his passion free for her to feel. Her lips were soft against her own, submissive to his own but not in such a way which betrayed her own hedonistic desire. Her tongue prodded his, teasing him to delve further into her and refamiliarize himself with every bump of her teeth, and with the uneven texture of her mouth from where she bit the inside of her cheeks during stressful times.   The need to breathe eventually forced them apart, that infernal bodily need which attempted to quell spiritual desire. He pressed his forehead to hers, keeping her close to him as they both caught their breath.   “You taste like chicken now, darlin’.”   Her brow quirked as she bit her lower lip, hair a mess and face still slightly gleaming from either saliva or grease. “Eat me like one then.”   He would’ve laughed had the mood not been as arousing as it was now, her voice airy and hot against his face as he felt her through the fabric of her sweatpants. He returned to her lips, having suffered being away from them long enough. He indulged in her, drinking from her being as her fingers ran through his hair and gripped tightly, possessive and needy.   “In me.”   There was little but rabid want in her eyes, love formed through debaucherous couplings which defined their relationship so heavily. But beyond the heavy mark of lust which painted them, were the finer strokes of genuine adoration which turned them from mere lovers to art given form.   “Patience, darlin’. You had your fun last time, now it’s my turn.”   Silencing her pitiful whine with his tongue, he stroked her upper thigh languidly. She was a woman soft in body yet sharp in spirit, able to cut down just as easily as she could give form. Her softness betrayed her, cursing her with supple beauty while her eyes explained her true intention with every flicker of fire within them.   She would have what she wanted; the world be damned.   Grabbing her wrist as she tried to reach for his shirt, Abel forced her hands above her head as he rested his thumb against the side of her cheek. “What did I say about patience?”   “There’s patience and then there’s torture.”   He brushed her hair from her face with his free hand, the strands flowing like the smoothest ink down her face in an attempt to obscure her greatest gift. She smoldered so readily, eager to burst into flames but held back right before the spark could light. There were few things more beautiful than that, not that he could list any of them in that exact moment.   “Torture, darlin’? I call it love.”   There was no tying of the wrists here, he simply let her go. She pouted at the lack of instant gratification but didn’t fight it as he kissed the soft curve of her jaw down to her neck, gently biting at her skin. She writhed under him, impatient to his relaxed ministrations. Though she accepted them nonetheless, helpless to move forward as he kept her hanging on the edge.   Things were bound to change as he reached her collarbone, the harshness of the bone contrasting against how much like putty she was in his hands. He traced a heart within his kisses, letting them brush against her skin until he reached the corner of her plump lips. Giving them one last taste, he slithered his hands up into her hoodie and grinned at the realization that it was the only thing she was wearing over her chest.   Pulling up the thick cloth, he left no comment on her nakedness beneath it and instead took it all in like it were the first time all over again. Her breasts, large for any woman and massive on her, were the most obvious things to notice. But his eyes went past that, taking in the fluctuating curve of her skin as the weight she worked so hard to hide lay apparent to him. The squish of her stomach, though perhaps embarrassing to her, was little more than a perceived imperfection that he could not imagine her without.   “You don’t have to stare, ya know?”   “As if I would ever not want to.”   His hands were large against her skin, starting at her stomach and giving her chubbiness a squish that made her blush with annoyance. He didn’t linger there, though he certainly could have, as he moved to the assets she was most proud of and played around with the mounds of flesh which spilled out of his hand. He played with them, holding them in every way he could imagine as he burned the memory of their warmth into his mind.   “Obsessed today, are we?”   “Always.”   He felt the role of an artist take over, molding her breasts with intent and care. They were a marvelous part of a dazzling woman, whose skin held the intoxicating brown color of the earthiest clay with an equally rich allure. Rich, that was how he felt. To hold such a woman within his arms was more than any treasure could hope to match, her lidded eyes gleaming like the most precious of stones. They inspired eagerness within him, energy which was ill-suited to the careful worship he had planned.   Sitting back, he grasped the edges of his shirt and paused. Time, that ever-whimsical concept, stopped for him out of a cosmic kindness as his eyes fixated themselves onto her. Short hair splayed out around her head, brows knitted in heavy desire, lip bitten as her tongue pressed against the inside of her cheek, chest rising with unsteady breaths which hitched with a hypnotizing wobble as he pulled his shirt off.   “What’s going on in that head of yours, Abel?”   It was hard to explain, really. Even as he pressed his bare chest against hers, the answer didn’t come to him. He just wanted to hold her, to feel the heat of her body radiate into him. Maybe, just maybe, if they were close enough together then their hearts would begin to beat in sync.   “I love you, Valentina. I love you more than I thought I ever could.”   She laughed, not the way one would when hearing a joke, but the way one would when no other sound would let them feel the release that laughter could. She laughed in a way that made him smile wholly, breaking down the snarky personality she usually wore as pure affection colored her words.   “Dumbass, you can’t be saying cheesy shit like that.”   “Why not?”   Grabbing his face with a playful scowl, there was little she could do to maintain her bad bitch demeanor as she smiled like a goof. He imagined he looked much the same. “Because then I can’t help but smile like an idiot, idiot.”   “Maybe I like seeing you smile like an idiot.”   Rolling her eyes at his cheesiness, she shook his head with her hand before letting go of him. “You’re lucky I love you so much, otherwise I’d kick your ass.”   “You could’ve stopped at lucky.”   He blew a raspberry on her neck, making her laugh before she hit his shoulder. “Dumbass!”   Cutting off her laughter with a brief pinch of her nipple, he regained control of the situation and reminded her of their current circumstance all in one motion. She fell in line quickly, demure in bed while outspoken everywhere else. Resting his hand on her hip, he played with the elastic of her sweatpants while toying with her nipples with an almost lazy fascination.   The slow burn of stimulation visibly drove her crazy, her hands balling into fists as she restrained herself from acting too hastily. It emboldened him, his finger curling into her pants as he pulled it back as far as he could make it go before letting go, the elastic snapping back into place on her hip.   “Ah!”   Her lower back lifted itself off the bed as her body jolted from the sharp sensation, mild in any other circumstance but enough to make her shiver in the moment. She was sensitive, on edge due to his lingering touches. Pressing his knuckle into her stomach, he laid his nail flat against her skin and dragged the finger up between her breasts. His touch danced all over her, leaving no part of her skin unmolested as he wound her back up.   “P-Please.”   The pitiful whining she let out was like a piano to his ears, melodic to the point of music as he ran the edge of his finger along the inside her pants’ elastic. Digging his middle finger into her pants proper, he finally began dragging them down while following the thick curve of her thigh, just scarcely avoiding her dripping core. He dragged the pants down, following her inner thigh down until they got to her knees where he grabbed them properly and pulled them off, tossing them to the side. Nothing covered her from his gaze, natural beauty exposed for him to appreciate.   Her form was one which inspired sin, the original lust which he had fallen to and would continue to. He worshiped her as his idol, her devilish charm inspiring wicked temptation which he could not escape. Hell lay between her thighs, scaldingly hot as a warning to the hellfire which lay within. He leaned closer to it, resting his head against her inner thigh and breathing in the heat of his greatest damnation.   He wasn’t poetic enough to lie about the smell, it was no flower or candy. It was the smell of a warm body, a natural scent that did little to hide its origin. It was an inherently sexual smell, and one which inspired lust within him. Abel kissed the side of her thigh, still not willing to give up his game and dive straight in.   At no point did he directly touch her pussy, leaving only the steady exhales of his breath to stimulate her desperate lips directly. The urge to kiss them was palpable on his tongue, which felt drier than ever before even as he licked the sides of her arousal. But thirst was not enough to drive him to impatience, as the sounds of her gasps and the tightening of her thighs around his head left him satiated for the time being.   No, he dragged out every moment of it. Unlike her, desperation did not puppet him around. He kept a steady mind, clouded by desire, yes, but not blinded by it.   “Come on! Just a little more, I’m so fucking close.”   There was no way he wasn’t aware of that fact, not when he planned it so thoroughly. He lifted his head away from her thighs and almost shivered at the coldness of the open air. He stared at her, the shine of sweat all over her body as she panted and twitched. Her hips twisted in place, jerking from side to side as her body fought to find release. She was practically bursting at the seams, waiting for the straw to break the camel’s back and grant her release.   Finally, he would oblige.   His shorts were down without much ceremony, his length harder than it had ever been before as the effects of his ritual had not spared him. Her knees bent as she pulled them closer to her body in order to allow him full access to her, which he wasted no time taking advantage of. He held his hips just away from hers, the tip of his dick a shudder away from touching her slit.   Even now he maintained his careful procedure, angling himself perfectly with one hand while he gripped her hip tightly with the other. He locked eyes with her, wanting nothing more than to see her face twist in orgasm before him. It was obvious for her to see, but embarrassment had long since passed them as she simply braced herself for the moment.   His hips surged forward, and the tension snapped.   Her orgasm wasn’t an overstated thing, nothing like the exaggeration of porn or the animalistic heat of their usual kinkiness. Her eyes screwed shut as her mouth gaped ever so slightly, fingers curling as her nails dug into her palms and body stiffened as tremors shot through her in waves. It was a subtle thing, but there was no denying that it was the strongest orgasm he had ever seen out of her.   Eventually, her body went limp as her legs dangled off the side of the bed and eyes fluttered open with a dazed dullness to them. Her mouth opened and closed a few times, too out of breath to put together anything but near silent gasps before she eventually managed to string together a brief yet poignant sentence.   “Teasing… dickhead.”   Despite her portrayed annoyance, a silly smile spread itself across her lips. She cupped his cheek lovingly and led him towards her, kissing him with what little energy she had before eventually letting her arm fall to her side.   “Mmm… keep going, slowly.”   “Gladly.”   Grabbing her lower thigh, Abel lifted her leg up and held it under his arm as he began to gently fuck her with all the care he showered her with the since he first dropped her onto his bed. It was a sensual sawing motion, one which he kept in rhythm with her every breath. The aggression and rawness which characterized their usual encounters was absent here, but somehow taking that away had only added something else. Something hard to place but tangible all the same.   Their noses bumped as he moved on top of her, unable to look away from one another as their languorous pace inspired an enduring fascination for every detail of each other’s face. The pleasure of sex was, while not an afterthought, no longer the primary focus of the moment. The quivering of her inner walls inspired not a breeding frenzy but an amorous effort to explore every inch inside her with his length so as to make it home. He had no desire to end things quickly, to race to the finish line. He wanted the moment to last for as long as he could stretch it. He wanted to be inside of her for every possible moment, until he could hold back no longer.   Alas, that moment was sooner than he could ever hope.   The end of his rope was rushing along far too quickly, and the thought of screwing his eyes shut and prolonging himself through whatever means he could came to mind. But before he could even try, Valentina held his face and began to whisper to him.   “Can you imagine what would happen if I weren’t on the pill? The consequences of this moment?”   He gulped, mouth dry as she smirked from beneath him. “You’d cum in me, so recklessly. You’d fill me up, leaving my womb helpless to your seed.”   Beads of sweat gathered by his brow as he tried to withstand her teasing whispers, her sultry voice doing just as much to bring him to the edge as the clenching of her around his dick. The leg in his grasp wrapped around his hips, refusing him leave of her. Not that he ever would.   “No way I wouldn’t get pregnant. But you’d like that, wouldn’t you? Belly all round because you got too eager and knocked me up.”   He almost gasped, cheek twitching as his self-restraint was tested to its maximum. In a complete reversal of the last however long it had been, Abel could do nothing as Valentina wrapped him around her every word.   “Irresponsible fuck. That’s what you’d be if you just went along and bred me like some bitch. You’d love it, seeing my body change like that. Imagine it, babe, imagine it.”   There was no way he couldn’t, her belly large and her breasts swollen with milk. It was a very rosy view of pregnancy, without any of the hiccups or complications, but his mind needed nothing more than that.   “What would you do if I said I wasn’t on the pill right now?”   The question caught him off guard, enough so that he could hardly stop the sudden grunt that overcame him as he felt his release hit all at once. He sucked in air by the lungful as he filled her up, a smaller orgasm coming over her as she let out a satisfied sigh. They didn’t move for some time, holding one another as they caught their breath.   “Can we actually lay down on the bed now? I think my butt is going numb.”   Letting out an amused snort, he begrudgingly pulled out of her and watched as she wriggled up the bed and laid her head on his pillow. Pulling the covers out from beneath her, Abel slid in next to her and brought the thin blanket over their bodies as the two of them snuggled together.   “Almost gave me a heart attack with that last one, love.”   If she had the energy to, he was certain she would’ve cackled at that. Instead, she merely gave a mischievous grin as she flicked his nose. “That was the point. As if I’d actually do something so risky.”   “Considering your track record with kinks…”   Her eyes narrowed at the implication, digging her nail into his shoulder. “I’m kinky, not irresponsible. Besides, if you actually knocked me up before marriage, I might actually kill you.”   He hummed once more, affecting a lower pitch to his voice as the warmth of both his bed and bedmate inspired a slight tiredness in him. “I’ll be sure to keep that in mind, darlin’. You stayin’ over, or should I pester you to get back home?”   She tried to sit up from her position on his chest but stopped halfway through and snuggled in closer to him. “Fuck that noise. I can leave tomorrow. I don’t have class anyway.”   That was more than good enough for him, as he held her comfortably close to him and enjoyed a drowsy conversation which he was pretty sure he mumbled his way through. Eventually he fell asleep, and while he wasn’t quite sure when that was, he did know what his last thought was.   He never turned off the game.   … … …   Dedicating this chapter to Boyz II Men and Valentines. As such, I leaned off the kinky pedal and applied a bit more romance into it, and as such wrote it in Abel’s PoV since I figured it would make more sense for him to have a more flowery inner monologue than Valentina. Our normally scheduled (fucking load of bullshit is what that is) program will continue next chapter with her returning as our reigning PoV, but I thought it’d be nice to shake things up a bit. I’m also aware that it has been a hot minute since I last updated this (holy hell it’s been like 6 months). Blame that on uni, as it has devoured most of my time. I actually had to dedicate most of today in order to plan out and write this chapter, which was an experience I hadn’t had since uh… since at least COVID probably. I blame it on my style of writing being a bit slow, as I tend to put a lot more importance on each individual word than I probably should. Seriously, I spend almost as much time going through a thesaurus as I do actually writing. Anyway, as of the time of writing this it is 2/5/2024 (5/2/2024 for you ingrates who don’t measure everything by war crimes per corporate bailout) and I’ve no clue when this is actually going to go out. The current plan is that I’ll do it on Valentines, but if the release date on this doesn’t say February 14, 2024 then it’s clear that I got impatient and sent it out early. Which is honestly pretty likely. Who knows. This has been A Decent Hoonter, and I’ll try not to let the time between this update and the next get as crazy long.   Post Nut Hoonter: It is currently Valentines, so I guess I stuck with my plan. Not much else to say here other than Abel being so prosy in his internal bonking monologue is such a nerd thing. 

Chapter 1 - Lucy x Gray

It was early in the afternoon when Lucy Heartfilia stood in front of the Fairy Hill Dormitory for women. She’s been here a couple of times to hang out with her friends, Levy, Erza and Mirajane. The building looked brand new even though it’s been in this very spot for as long as she could remember. Lucy was about to knock on the large door when someone came up from behind which caught her by surprise. It was Gray Fullbuster, one of her friends and guild mates. She placed a hand over her chest while taking a deep breath. He really did a number on her for a brief second. Lucy turned to face the man to give him her full attention so not to be rude. Gray smiled before knocking on the door with a little more strength to get their notice checked.  “It’s good to see you, Gray! What are you doing here though?” Lucy asked while twirling her finger along her lovely blonde hair.  Gray looked at the large door before adjusting his eyes back to her. “I have some business to attend is all. Nothing major.” he said with a cool aura surrounding him.  “R-Right! How’s Juvia doing? I haven’t seen her in a couple of days now.”  “She’s doing alright. I believe she is on an errand right now so she’s not in town. Did you want me to relay a message to her?” asked Gray.  Lucy shook her hand before turning away to face the door. “That’s okay. I was just wondering is all.”  The door opened with Levy stepping out to greet them. She was surprised to see Gray and Lucy mingling though. Levy had tugged Lucy close to her within the grand hall of the Dormitory. She wanted to know what they were talking about before she opened the door, but Lucy explained it was the usual meet and greet that friends do when bumping into each other. Levy smiled and sighed from relief. She thought something else was being explained out there. Gray smiled and looked the other way while taking his shirt off as per usual. Levy turned back to look down the hall where the stairs were located. She wanted to take Lucy upstairs to start their fun sleepover. Levy had something important to talk to Lucy about besides the new Book that was planned to come out soon. Lucy turned back to face Gray whom was now fully nude. This caused Lucy to turn red from embarrassment. She couldn’t understand why he was naked while standing in a building for girls. She had half a mind to force his trousers back on, but Levy got in her way to tell him off first. At least, that’s what she thought she was going to do.  “I’m sorry. Erza and Mirajane should be here shortly to assist you with that.” Levy said with a cute smile. Gray smirked while looking over to Lucy in the back.  He nodded with his cock slowly raising up. “Thanks. I can’t wait.”  Levy walked to her friend to take Lucy by the hand. She helped guide her over towards the stairs when Erza and Mirajane came out of a room. They were wearing sexy lingerie that were meant for intimate relations. Lucy watched as their sexy bubble butts bounced with glee when walking towards the naked man. She thought that Erza was going to discipline Gray like usual, but no, she eagerly dropped down to her knees to put his lengthy dick in her mouth. Mirajane started kissing Gray on the neck as he fingered her ass. Lucy was just in awe when being forced up the stairs with Levy leading the way. Levy was hoping to explain this stuff to her before she witnessed the secret activities that lurked within these halls. The young short woman lead Lucy down the long second floor hall to where her room was located. Lucy gently sat on the comfortable bed with her bag sliding down to the floor. She was in shock still from what she just witnessed.  “L-Lucy?” Levy asked. She was concerned for her friend’s mental state.  “T-They were...they were...s-...sucking his penis.” Lucy said with a low soft whisper.  Levy sighed as she closed the door to keep their privacy. They were now safe to talk; although this building was safe already. “Lucy, I have something to tell you.”  The confused woman looked up to see Levy standing there by the door. “Y-Yes you most certainly do! S-Since when has Gray been cheating on Juvia with them?! W-What are they thinking?! What’s going on in this building?!”  “Please, calm your mind and steady your heart. What I’m about to tell you will help ease your concerns.” said Levy as she sat beside her friend on the bed. “The Fairy Hill building isn’t just a dormitory. It has a secret history to it.”  “What are you talking about?”  “Fairy Hill has a Secret Sex Service to help fund Fairy Tail. We accompany the men from Fairy Tail to our dorms and let them have their way with our bodies. We’re totally willing to try anything and everything that they desire from us for a hefty price.” Levy stated.  “You’re prostitutes?” said Lucy.  “N-No! W-We’re not doing this for a person that’s pimping us out! Silly! We’re doing this to help our Guild out when we’re low on funds! We need medical equipment, food, supplies! Don’t forget the insane amount of alcohol that we burn through.”  “I get that part. Our men do like to drink more than they can actually handle.” Lucy laughed, but the laughter was brief. “Seriously, what’s going on? Why is there a sex company at all?”  “Lucy, we let men fuck us for money. We use the money to help fund the buildings and gather supplies. I stated that part already. But, we also help the guys relieve some tension and stress from the hard quests they take. It can be a heavy burden to come home and let those emotions fester. So, we help them out!” she said with a cute smile.  Lucy was trying to wrap her head around this, but it still felt too surreal. “The women in Fairy Hill...have sex for money. That’s the gist of it, right?”  Levy nodded. “Yes!”  “Then you’re a prostitute!” Lucy smirked.  “I don’t think you’re getting it.”  “I don’t think I’m getting it.”  The girls start laughing because of the perplexed conversation they were having together. It felt good to just talk, but this subject was making Lucy feel...different. She couldn’t put her finger on it, but Lucy was intrigued by the situation she found herself in. But the thought of Natsu being one of the guys being pleased by them easily set her off. “Is...Is Natsu a patron here?!”  Levy shot her hands up to her sides while shaking her head. “No! H-He’s one of the few guys that don’t know about this place! Only a special selection of the guys in Fairy Tail know about this building’s wonderful secret!” Levy said.  Lucy felt so relieved to hear about Natsu being free from this lustful place. “That takes a load off!” she said while relaxing on the bed now.  “I’m sorry. I couldn’t tell you about this place because of the rules. But...I think it’s okay now.” Levy said as she laid beside her friend on the bed. “I trust you.  “As you should, Levy. I won’t speak a word to anyone about this. I just don’t feel right about it. It’s...not right.” Lucy said softly.  “How about we change the subject? Want to talk about the wonderful book that is about to be released in the store?!” Levy said with a bright smile.  “YES! That sounds amazing!”  Some time had passed since Lucy learned about the Secret Sex Service that Fairy Hill hid from the public. It was still strange to be in a building that allowed men to come and fuck anyone they want for a price. Levy was smiling at her friend as they discussed the best book they’ve read. Lucy wasn’t done with that taboo subject though. It was in the back of her mind like the way Gray’s cock was in the back of Erza’s throat. The imagery within her lusty thoughts had portrayed what happened after she left with Levy. Lucy pictured Gray fucking Erza’s mouth for a little bit before switching to Mirajane. They swapped partners repeatedly until Gray jizzed all over their faces. Lucy’s concentration was interrupted when she felt Levy shake her by the shoulder. “W-What happened?” Lucy responded.  “Were you not listening? I was asking if you were okay with what we do here?” Levy said with a concerned look.  “I’m okay. It’s just...It doesn’t feel right is all.” said Lucy. She said this, but the thought of having sexual intercourse with different men in the building made her a little wet. She was wearing black tights with matching panties underneath. The panties was already soaking up her juices that leaked out from her twitching pussy. “D-Do you like it?”  Levy blushed with a cute smile. “I really love it! It’s amazing! I have some cash saved on the side from doing this!”  “W-Wait, you make money?” this went over her head earlier.  Levy waved her finger around. “Yes, we make a cut from it. I say we take about 40% of the large payment for our sexual favors. 60% goes towards the stuff we need as a guild. The rest is for us to use on our own personal right.”  Lucy smiled. “That sounds pretty g-”  Knock! Knock! Knock!  Someone at the door had cut Lucy off. Levy was eager to hop off the bed to see whom it was. Gray was revealed to be the knocker. He was naked and covered in sweat. It was clear to Levy that Erza and Mirajane didn’t satisfy his urges; at least not all the way. Levy turned around and sat back down on the bed to face the man. She was a little interested in knowing why he came upstairs to her room out of all the others that were free. Levy was basically off-duty to spend time with her friend.  “Is there something you need, Gray?” Levy asked the naked man.  “Anal.” he responded.  Levy’s face turned dark red. “A-Anal?”  “I want to fuck your tight little ass next.” Gray said before hitting his dick once to make it bounce. “You have the tightest ass in the building. I want to cum so that I can go again with Erza and Mira. They’re waiting for me downstairs in Mirajane’s room.”  “I-I have a guest.” Levy said.  Gray looked over to Lucy. He almost forgot that she was there. “Yo! Do you mind?”  Lucy tried her best to look away from the hung cock that looked so appetizing. “N-No. I-I don’t mind at all. P-Please…act as though I’m not even here.” Lucy said while slowly bringing up a book to hide her embarrassed face.  “Good. Levy, get in position. I’m really close to busting a nut already.”  Levy sighed before getting up to turn around. She playfully wiggled her cute little butt from beneath her green skirt. She slid her blue panties down to her knees. There was a long line of pussy juice stretching from her lips to the underwear that was clearly dirty with cum. Levy was horny the entire time she was hanging out with her friend. “L-Like this?”  Gray immediately stood behind the girl to get in position. The tip of his strong cock was brushing in between her small ass to get ready for the fun. He placed his hands around her waist to keep her secure. He didn’t like it when they tried to stand on their own when getting it from behind. Gray easily pushed the tip of his throbbing cock into her tight hole that was hidden between her cheeks. Levy let a lustful moan out of her mouth when she felt the penis stretch her ass open. Lucy was sitting on the corner of the bed with the book covering her view. All she could hear was Levy begging for him to be rougher through out her erotic whimpering moans. Gray was really getting into it because his balls were slapping Levy’s pussy lips which only amplified her own pleasure. The smaller woman was bent over the bed with her ass perking up a little higher. This allowed Gray to shove it in deeper with some more room to improve his anal-fucking technique. Levy stretched her hands out to take hold of her bed sheets. She started to pull on them while the man pounded her ass as rough as possible. He really wanted to get off.  Lucy lowered the book to finally see what was happening. The book slipped out of her hand and landed on her large breasts. It bounced off her tits and fell on the floor. That didn’t break their concentration. Lucy watched in awe as the man continued to fuck her wonderful friend in the ass as if she was really not there. But Gray noticed. He glanced over to see Lucy watch in amazement. This was the first time that Lucy was in naughty territory. As he fucked Levy in the butt, he wondered what it would have been like to have his way with Lucy as well. She had large breasts and a fat ass that jiggled everywhere she walked. She was wearing tight black leggings right now which perfectly showed off her curves. This was really turning him on right now. Levy noticed something changed because he was fucking her harder than ever. She was struggling to stay on the bed as his cock drilled in and out of her tight hole. The pleasurable sensation was rather overwhelming for her to become accustomed too. Levy winced as his long cock came out of her tiny hole to spew the thick chunks of cum all over her green skirt. He just kept shooting load after load all over her back until nothing was left in the chamber. Gray smiled as he gave Levy’s little butt a gentle tap. He was impressed with how much she made him cum in such a short time. Although he did get really worked up by Erza and Mirajane earlier. He turned around and walked towards the door. Gray stopped when he twisted the knob. “I will be back later.” he said before stepping out of the room to rejoin the others downstairs.  The woman that had her ass blown out by her friend was still out of it. She was drooling on her bed sheets with an unsightly look of bliss across her lips. Levy was used. She couldn’t feel her legs at all. Cum droplets hit the floor which finally snapped Lucy out of it. The woman reached over to shake her friend by the shoulder to see if she was okay. Levy smiled again with her legs shaking. They weren’t ready to move just yet. It was as if Gray sucked away her energy by fucking her tight ass as roughly as possible. Lucy felt it was a little shameful to leave her like this. She helped undress her friend to get her cleaned up. Levy was placed in her bed to rest while Lucy watched after her. She was concerned that Gray overdid it, but Levy reassured her that she loved being in this state. It meant that she was useful to the guys in other ways than just the normal guild activities.  Lucy was sitting in the chair with a book on her bosom. She fell fast asleep with the moonlight piercing through the window. Lucy felt something push her legs open, but she couldn’t tell if it was her dream or if it was happening right now. She decided that it was just her dream so she nodded off and fell asleep again. But in fact it was Gray whom had returned like he said he would. Gray was down on the floor with his face so close to Lucy’s legs. The warmth from her black leggings was like a welcoming hand against his cool skin. He slowly leaned in closer to take a big whiff of her private area. It was fresh. Gray started to jerk his dick off while the woman slept on the chair. He wanted to fuck her next but didn’t have permission. It was bad enough that he was this close to her pussy; he wanted to taste it. The scent from her womanly aroma was making him question his motives. He decided to pull back and turn away from the sleeping woman.  Creak! Creak! Creak!  The woman in the chair heard something that woke her up from her sleep. It was pissing her off because she was having a great dream about meeting her idol when it came to the Novel world. Lucy opened her eyes to find a dark figure mounting her friend on the bed. She felt afraid. It was an assailant! Lucy looked around to grab something to use as a weapon, but all that she could find was her bag on the floor. The woman swung at the assailant once to knock him off the sleeping girl that was violated. A familiar grunt came out from the dark figure when he was struck. A light turned on from the lamp on the table beside the bed. It was Gray! His dick was jammed deep in Levy’s ass again while she was asleep. Lucy was shocked to see that Levy was enjoying this in her sleep! Gray slowly pulled his cock out of her butt so that it was aiming toward Lucy now.  “That hurt.” he said while rubbing his side.  Lucy was right to defend her friend. “That’s on you. What are you even doing in here? Let alone that. What are you doing to her?!” she whispered to not wake Levy.  Gray sat on the bed with his cock twitching. “I paid for 12hrs. I fucked Erza and Mirajane a couple of times already. I wanted to come here and ask you something after I finished them off first.”  “Oh yeah? What?” she said while holding her bag closer to her chest.  Gray looked away before turning back to her. “I want to fuck you.”  “Eh?” Lucy took a step back as the bag dropped to the floor. “E-Eh?!”  Gray was stroking his cock in front of her. Little white cum-beads were sliding out of the tip which caught Lucy’s immediate attention. “What do you say? Interested?”  “There’s no way. I-I’m with Natsu.” said Lucy as she turned away from the naughty image.  “I’m with Juvia. But in here...that doesn’t matter. What matters is the fun that we create together.” said Gray. He stood up from the bed and walked to her with his cock wagging side to side.  It would be a lie if she said she wasn’t interested. Watching him fuck Levy earlier turned her on so much that her panties were completely wet. She had to change into her other pair of underwear after she put Levy to bed. Lucy turned back to face the man but he was already standing there to meet her. The tip of his dick was close to pressing against her hidden blonde patch of pubic hair which was covered by her black leggings. “It’s safe...to do it?” she asked softly.  Gray smiled while gently placing a hand on her head to comfort her. “Yes. It’s secretive and safe. The men here won’t release your information to anyone, especially Natsu. Does that help you feel at ease?” he said to the woman.  “A-A little. But it’s still…” she just stared down at his dick. It looked...appetizing. She’s only ever had sex with Natsu. So being this close to another person’s cock was surreal. Lucy couldn’t help but poke the head of his penis to get the warm liquid on her fingertip. It was smooth.  Gray slowly reached around to take hold of her firmly thick butt in black. This caused a cute moan to escape Lucy’s soft lips. “I knew it was this soft from just the look...but the touch of it is even better.”  “Yeah?” Lucy moved a little closer to the man to allow him to grip more of her ass. She liked how strong his hands were when they clamped her cheeks together. Lucy was slightly moaning into his bare chest while he continued to play with her butt. This was causing her to soak her panties once again. The cute blonde lowered her hand and took hold of his cock that was hot to the touch. She slowly started to jerk him off while he played with her butt.  Lucy grew closer to the naked man to feel his warm embrace against her body. The simple touch of his dick within her hand sent shivers down her body as she continued to squeeze and stroke it. Gray knew he won her over because of the state she was in. He decided to stick his fingers deeper into her ass-crack to take hold of her cheeks with a better grip. Gray wanted to fuck her. It’s been something on his mind for a while now since they always crossed paths outside of the Fairy Hill building. Juvia gave the best head when it was just them two alone; but he always had the urge to play with other women to see how they differ from her. The Fairy Hill Secret Sex Service was the perfect place for him to learn new techniques to try on Juvia, even though she didn’t like the idea of him fooling around with others. She still approved because it made Gray happy and it helped with their love-making in bed. Gray smirked as he dipped his hands into the back of Lucy’s tights to feel her soft panties along her smooth ass. It was so warm. Lucy let out a quiet moan that still reached his ear. He moved back a little so that he could place his lips against hers. He believed that it was a step too far, but to his surprise, she accepted it. The beautiful busty blonde started to kiss the man back as he fondled her thick ass from within her blight sexy tights. She loved having her ass played with by Natsu when they were together. The taboo of cheating on him right now was helping her experience a new kind of kinky fun. The only problem was that this could leak out and ruin what she had with him. Lucy’s thoughts were one thing, but her body desired it. It loved feeling his hard tip brush into her thighs while she jerked it off.  Levy was still fast asleep on her bed with her ass still sticking out. Cum trailed down her pussy lips which meant that Gray fucked her in that hole first before moving to her anus. Levy smiled as she felt the wonderful sensation leave her body. She was oblivious to the fact that Gray returned to fill her womb with his seed. This wasn’t a problem for the women to be cum-med in. Part of the rules for being a worker in this class was that they had to take a birth-control after every session they have with a man. Levy had a system to always take one every night because she allowed the guys to come in and fuck her while she slept. She loved waking up with cum coming out out of her pussy and ass. The special ones that she enjoyed the most was when her face or breasts were covered in the manly liquid. Levy just smiled in her sleep as she turned over with her bare ass still in plain view for anyone to see.  The couple of deviants moved over to Levy’s desk chair to continue their little fun. Lucy was still kissing Gray’s lips as he sat down on the wooden surface with his cock pointing up. The cute blonde sat down on his lap with his dick pulsing in between her thick thighs. She adjusted herself so that he was comfortable with her on top. Lucy trailed her finger tips along his thick shaft which was still leaking pre-cum. It helped to lubricate the surface for her to work with. This was starting to get a little too real as she quickly released her grip from his cock to look him in the eyes. Their lips parted with Gray’s dick pulsing next to her hand.  “What’s wrong?” Gray asked the girl.  She was hestitant at first to answer, “I-I don’t know if we s-should do this. What will happen if you...get me pregnant?” she said with a dark blush of worry taking over her face.  Gray smiled and gently patted her shoulder. “Levy has plenty of those birth pills here. I can cum in you all night and you won’t get pregnant. Okay?” he said while lifting her chin up so that she could look him in the eye. “Trust me. I won’t do that to a friend.”  She smiled. “T-Thank you, Gray.” Lucy looked down at the dick that was yearning for her touch. “Let’s do it. I’m already horny and wet.” she said before climbing off his lap to stand up. The woman gripped the back of her tights and ripped a couple of holes. One revealed her panties in the back where her anus was hiding. The second hole was between her thighs where her pussy was located. She decided to tuck her panties to the side so that her wet lips were exposed for him to see.  “Maybe I...have a taste?” Gray asked her. He slowly climbed off the chair so that he could drop down in front of her. The male was on his knees with his hands gently moving up her smooth legs.  Lucy moved her hands up to her chest to feel her heart beat. It was pounding harder than before. “Y-Yes.” she said softly.  Gray had moved in closer with his tongue extending out from his mouth. He gave the outside of her pussy a lick which caused her legs to twerk for a moment. Gray was in love with the taste of her pure womanly juice that covered his tongue now. He took a second to swallow the amount he acquired from just a couple of licks. Gray moved his hands to her butt to keep her locked in place. He immediately started swirling his tongue all inside her pussy which caused her body to lose control. She was bending down towards him to rest on his shoulders while he ate her pussy out like a violent thirsty monster. Lucy’s red shade kept growing darker the more he wiggled his tongue inside. The swift movements of his tongue had caused more of her pussy-juice to leak down to his mouth. She was so close to cumming already because Natsu rarely did this to her. Lucy stood up before her back arched from the spastic pulses of pleasure surging throughout her entire body. Gray knew he accomplished this because a powerful amount of her cum came splashing into his face. Her legs were shaking with her strength slowly disappearing. Lucy couldn’t believe that he made her cum with just his magnificent tongue. The woman felt her body being lifted up from the floor and carried to the same bed that Levy was sleeping on. She knew that the next part was only going to get better. Lucy...was craving for sex.  The beautiful woman easily pulled her top off to reveal her breasts. The bra was removed earlier when she changed into her spare panties. Lucy felt the man tug her black tights off. She felt a little upset because she tore the holes for him to fuck through, but he ended up just removing them and her panties that were soaked wet. Lucy was laying on the bed, naked. She extended her arms out for him to climb on top of her goddess body that yearned for something long and hard. Gray crawled on top with his dick brushing against the entrance of her vagina. The single touch from his dick made the girl wince from pleasure. Her pussy was still pretty sensitive after cumming into his mouth a few moments ago. She was ready.  Gray was careful when inserting his penis through her wet vaginal entrance. Having his hard cock slide into her pink tunnel caused her body to twitch for a moment. It wasn’t from pain. It was from the lustful enjoyment of being impaled by another man. Lucy wrapped her arms around the back of his bare back to pull him down into her embrace. They started to kiss again as his hips moved into her. Her toes would curl each time he pumped his dick into her. Lucy was able to tell that his dick was about the same size as Natsu’s when he was turned on for some naughty fun. Gray smiled as he slid his tongue into her mouth which broke her concentration of memories with Natsu. She happily accepted his wet tongue and sucked on it for a little bit while kissing him more vigorously. The bed was beginning to rock because of how hard he was thrusting into her pussy now. The wet sounds of her vagina getting fucked grew louder the harder he pumped into her. Lucy thought that Levy was going to wake up from all the noise, but she was still sound asleep. That was quite a puzzling gift she had.  “M-mm! G-Gray! T-This feels so amazing! I-I’ve never been fucked like this before! Y-Your cock is burrowing deeper inside my pussy!” Lucy’s breasts were bouncing around underneath his chest as he continued to fuck her. “K-Keep going! Don’t stop! Don’t slow down!” she said through her hot erotic moaning.  Gray was too focused to say anything right then and there. He had moved his hands down to spread her legs more so that she could feel his cock even further inside. This caused Lucy to lose control and spasm cum all over his dick again. She was becoming quite the girl that squirts rather easily when pleased sexually. Lucy loved feeling that sudden rush take over her body. She wrapped her legs around his lower back with his cock still pumping into her a little faster now. “Y-You’re getting tighter! Y-You’re going to make me cum soon!” he said while gritting his teeth.  Lucy smiled before kissing him again. “F-Fill me up! Fill my pussy up with your loving cum!” she said.  Gray continued to buck his lower body into her until that fantastic feeling took over. The young male felt his body shake and twitch as his cum started to pour into her pussy. Thick chunks of his white milky cum flowed out of her vagina as their lips continued to press against each other. “You made me cum pretty quickly. You naughty woman.” he said before kissing her again.  “I guess you’ll need to rest...while I take over this time.” said Lucy. She playfully licked his nose before unwrapping her legs from his waist. This allowed him to crawl onto the bed by her side with his dick already getting hard again. “Look at that! He’s ready for another round!” she said with a happy grin.  Gray gently placed his hand on her breast to give it a few squeezes. “Soft.”  Lucy giggled. “S-Stop!”  The woman carefully crawled on top of his naked body so that she could tower over him. She happily slid the dick into her cum-filled pussy when she sat down on his lap. Lucy brought his hands up to her chest so that he could squeeze her boobs all he wanted. This made Gray smile. She began bouncing on his dick with a slow pace to start things out. Lucy didn’t want to wake Levy up by causing the bed to bounce around from her playful antics. So she kept it to a minimum for starters. The woman leaned down and placed her hands upon his chest to hold herself up. She was really getting into this position. Lucy has only done this once with Natsu. It was because he couldn’t really stand or move his arms after doing a tough quest. She wanted to make love and he was willing, but no strength. So she took over and made his night even better. This little memory brought a smile to Lucy as she continued to rock her ass around for the other man. The woman glanced down at Gray to see his eyes were full of determination. He wasn’t moaning or showing any signs of pain or pleasure. He was completely sealed off to concentrate for her. Lucy was able to feel the difference from his dick when she first slid it insider her naked body. The cock was now completely restored to it’s thick version so that she could really get into it. The woman dropped down onto his chest so that she could focus on slamming her lower body onto his groin. The sweet sounds of her wet pussy being fucked grew louder like before. This was only spicing up the girl’s urge to continue this type of activity throughout the night; or until her body gave out.  Lucy felt his hands move down to her sides. It felt so good to feel them slide down to her ass cheeks. Gray’s hands took hold of the thick cheeks that were covered in sweat now. This didn’t stop her from dropping her ass on him, nor did it slow her down. She kept bouncing her wonderful bubble butt until she knew it was time to change positions. Gray was starting to show signs with how his facial expressions changed each time she slammed down onto his lap. Lucy sat back up so that she could look down on him while riding his cock. It was too soon for him to cum. She decided to slide off of his dick and put it in her mouth to give it a couple of sucks before she changed positions. Gray loved how easily she moved her tongue all along his shaft that was covered in her lovely pussy juice from earlier. It was strange to taste herself on somebody’s cock other than Natsu loving penis. She happily twirled her tongue against the head to see what kind of reaction he would make. Gray bit his bottom lip and held in a moan which totally turned Lucy on. She loved hearing Natsu moan when she sucked his penis. It was a sign that she was doing something right; something that they enjoyed. Lucy slowly pulled his cock out of her mouth to look at the red shaft. It was throbbing in her hand with drool covering it now. Lucy wanted to feel his manly cum pour down her throat, but she wanted to continue riding him. She eventually crawled back onto his lap but facing away this time. Gray peeked over to see her large beautiful butt in his view. She was in the reverse-cowgirl position now. It was one of Gray’s guilty pleasures.  “R-Ride away...Lucy.” he said before giving her bubble butt a playful spank.  “Mm! Do that again!” she said in a sexy voice. Lucy dropped her ass down onto his cock to begin the fun all over again.  He brought his hand back and gave her cheek another slap with more force in it. This caused her ass to really jiggle from the impact of the hit. “Like that?”  “Y-YES!” Lucy cried out with a pleasurable moan.  She continued to bounce her thick booty on his lap. It looked as though her pussy was swallowing his cock each time she smashed her body down. Gray was getting into spanking her ass every so often hear that wonderful moan come from the woman’s mouth. Lucy kept bouncing up on his dick for the next couple of minutes until she felt that overwhelming urge to cum again on him. This was such a wild ride for her to experience with him. Inside, she was battling the urge to just drop everything and run on home. Lucy Heartfilia wasn’t exactly thrilled about cheating on her boyfriend with one of their friends, but it felt so good to be pleasured like this. Thinking about this stuff was causing her movements to become more wild and lustful. She couldn’t quite control herself anymore. Gray was the one suffering from it because she was squeezing her pussy around his dick without realizing it. He ended up busting a nut up inside with his cum splashing into her womb. Lucy froze in place when feeling the powerful sensation of heat build up inside her lower body. She ended up cumming back in retaliation. The woman slowly crawled off of the man’s lap to show him what he did to her. Lucy hoped that he was right about the pills that Levy had. She placed her hands along her cheeks to spread it open. Gray watched as his hot cum came out of her lips. It slid down her thighs until it touched Levy’s bed sheets.  “Are you done?” Gray asked her with a smile.  Lucy was hesitant. She wasn’t sure if she should continue after receiving so much cum inside of her body. But...she wanted more. Lucy couldn’t understand why this was so hot! “N-No. I can keep...going.” she said while licking her lips.  “Want to...suck it?”  “Yes...Yes I do.” said Lucy.  The woman slowly turned around to return to his dick which was still leaking out some of the cum she squeezed out. She happily dropped down to take it into her hand next to her face. She looked happy from what Gray could make out. She started to stroke his soft cock to regain some of it’s shape. Lucy Heartfilia opened wide and slide it inside once it was hard enough to take shape. The taste of their cum mixed together was so unique and fresh. She started to go down on him while brushing her blonde hair out of her face. She wanted him to watch her go to work on his cock like a girl with experience would. Lucy softly placed her hand down on his hard abs while sliding a little more down her throat. She started to gag cause she wasn’t use to doing deep throat. The girl had to pull away and stop to regain her composure. It was too much to go that far already with him. She decided to just suck on it like a good girl would. Gray adjusted his hips so that he was more comfortable on the bed. His head was close to Levy’s ass which needed some form of attention. He decided to bring his hand back to feel the slit between her cheeks. Gray slid two fingers into her butt while Lucy sucked his cock. Levy was letting cute little whimpers out as she felt something hard slide into her ass as she slept. It became a good dream now that sex was introduced.  Lucy looked over to Gray to see him fondling Levy’s ass. She felt a little hurt because she wanted to have all the attention. That form of jealousy didn’t last too long because she was the one that was sucking his dick; not Levy. Lucy pulled back from his dick to see how much saliva she covered it with. It was enough to put back in her pussy and ride again, but she was already filled up in that hole. She glanced back to his hand to see him fingering Levy’s ass. Lucy had never considered putting a dick inside her own. It seemed dangerous and a little taboo to even attempt it. She was curious about it though. Lucy shook her head and decided to not try it tonight, if she ever tried it. The woman took hold of her thick milky breasts and placed them around his wet cock. She started to move them up and down to continue their little fun. Gray must have liked it because he was letting out those cute moans again like before. Lucy lowered her head so that her tongue could tickle the tip of his cock. She was able to feel his fast heartbeat pulse into her chest because of how tight she was squeezing them together.  “Wanna cum on my face?” Lucy asked while playfully licking the head of his cock. Saliva would often slide down her tongue until it landed on his penis to cover it again with another coat. She decided to pull back and go down on his throbbing piece to suck on while groping his sack below.  Gray released his fingers from his friend’s ass so that he could put his hand on the back of Lucy’s head. He started to push her head down further so that she could feel the tip of his penis in the back of her throat. This was the furthest she went when sucking on his dick. “K-Keep sucking! I’m almost...there.”  “Mm! Mm!” Lucy decided to churn the base of his dick with her wet hands. His cock was covered with enough spit and pre-cum to use as lubricant.  “J-Just like that! Just like that L-Lucy! Keep sucking it!” said Gray.  The way she swirled her tongue along his cock had sent him into another world of insane pleasure. She surely had some skill with her mouth, but she probably didn’t know just how good she really was. Gray wanted to have his dick sucked by her again since she was already releasing the white cream from within his balls. He had to thrust into her mouth to make sure that every last droplet was forced out. The girl ended up gagging because of the amount that entered her mouth, but his hand was still keeping her locked in that position. She couldn’t escape from him because his strength was on full display. He was flexing all his muscles with sweat covering his body. All that he could do was shoot load after load into her mouth until cum was sliding out of her nose. Lucy finally felt his grip on her head loosen up. She had pulled back to couch some of the cum out of her mouth. Lucy wiped the cum off of her lips before swallowing the rest of it that was still stored inside her throat. It was...delicious. The woman allowed the cum to fall on her breasts since it was still sliding down her chin in a gloppy mess. She trailed her fingers along the surface of her breasts with her nipples being hard as rock. The girl slowly crawled over to him to lay her face on his muscular chest. She noticed that Gray’s heart rate was back to a steady beat which was good to know. They laid there naked for a while until he left to join Erza and Mirajane downstairs. He did tell her that he was interested in having sex with her again if she wished for it. Lucy didn’t have an answer just yet, but she wasn’t exactly bought on the idea of doing this behind her boyfriend’s back.  The morning was here with the sunlight beaming through the windows. Levy had sat up in her bed with a puzzled look on her face. Lucy was laying by her side without any clothing on. She had some dried cum on her mouth. It could be seen on her pussy as well because of Lucy’s legs being wide open. Levy slowly crawled out of bed to feel her ass ache a little. A smile formed on her lips as she looked at the door. Her eyes trailed over to the desk to find the usual pouch of money he would leave behind as payment. But there was another bag there with a note to it’s side. Levy walked over to the desk to take the note into her possession. It was from Gray. It was addressed to Lucy Heartfilia. Levy already figured it out. Gray must have persuaded Lucy to have sex with him. He was rather dashing when it came to talking them into doing naughty stuff together. Levy smiled and spanked Lucy on her side. She was a little proud of her for doing this on her first night, but she wasn’t exactly part of the Fairy Hill Secret Sex Service; at least, not just yet. Levy covered her friend with her sheets so that she could continue sleeping. She had a feeling that Lucy had a hell of a night that wiped her out.  Lucy got up like a bolt of lightning when she hard the door close. It was Levy whom had returned from taking a bath. The woman smiled at her friend while placing her dirty clothes in the basket. Levy decided to sit down by Lucy’s side to get the details.  “So, how was it?” Levy asked.  Lucy was shy to bring it up. It was just a bad dream. At least, that’s what Lucy thought it was. Bad, as it naughty bad. “I-It wasn’t a dream?”  Levy tugged the sheet down to expose Lucy’s large breasts that were covered in cum-stains. “Nope!”  “Ah!” she was completely embarrassed. Lucy was hiding underneath the bed sheets. She was too ashamed to be seen by her friend.  Levy smiled while playing moving her hand around Lucy’s head from outside the sheet. “It’s okay. You don’t have to talk about it. Just know...you must have done really well with him. He paid you for your service.” Levy placed the heavy pouch on the bed so that Lucy could feel it by her hand.  “HOLY COW!” Lucy popped right out of the sheet with her breasts bouncing around. She lifted the bag up to feel just how heavy it was. “T-This is a pretty hefty sum! W-Why did he pay me this much?!”  “You don’t get it? Because you’re good! Hell, you might be really damn good to get that much on your first night!” Levy was impressed.  Lucy lowered her hands so that the pouch could rest on her lap. “But, what about Natsu?”  Levy took a deep breath before handing Lucy a card. “Here.”  “What’s this?” she said when accepting the small piece of plastic. “An ID card?”  “I want you to move into Fairy Hill. This is an administration Card to allow you access on the premises whenever you want.” Levy said calmly. “This was the real reason why I wanted you over for the sleepover. I honestly wasn’t expecting you to find out about the sex stuff until later on. Sorry.”  Lucy shook her head. “No, that’s okay! I was honestly thinking about joining this place last night before I fell asleep. I think Gray wanted to do it again sometime in the future.” Lucy looked over to the floor to find her torn leggings and shirt. “I could use the money to buy more...tights.”  “Ha ha! I use my money for clothes too! Especially birth control pills.”  “AH!!” Lucy placed her hands on her face. “G-Give me one! He totally filled me up last night! Like...Like a super amount of it is inside me! Deeply!” Lucy said in a frantic plea.  “Ha ha! You’re so funny! I had a feeling that was going to happen. Here!” Levy reached over to the small table by her bed to retrieve her little plastic item. It was her special pills that negated the men’s cum from creating life. It isn’t cheap. “Take one.”  Lucy immediately swallowed the little pink pill without any water. She was just happy to have dodged that bullet. She wasn’t ready to have a kid just yet, especially since she found out about this neat gig. “Thanks, Levy.” she said with a smile.  “When do you feel like moving in?” her friend asked.  Lucy looked over to the door. Natsu couldn’t enter the building without permission. It was the perfect place to fuck anyone that was interested in her body. It wasn’t right, but it feels like it is. Lucy turned back to her friend to smile with a playful wink. “How about today?”  The women started to laugh as the plan to move in was settled. This was the beginning of Lucy’s new adventure with the Fairy Hill Dormitory. She was going to step into the world of Lust while making a profit with her body. They took a deep breath to calm themselves down before Lucy hopped out of the bed to get cleaned up. Levy, had to wash her sheets...again. It was the fourth time that week for her to do laundry. -to be continued.

Chapter 2 - Lucy x Gajeel

Lucy and Levy were enjoying the new room that was assigned to Lucy when she moved into the dormitory earlier that morning. It was in the evening when Lucy finally finished packing up after hanging out with Natsu during the day. He wasn’t too pleased that he couldn’t see her anytime he wanted now that she moved into her new place. It had very strict rules that needed to be followed or there would be trouble. Lucy giggled as she remembered Natsu tripping on himself when she broke the news to him. Levy heard the cute laugh and was interested in what it was, but she didn’t pry. Instead, Levy walked over to Lucy whom was stuffing clothing into the drawer near the window. The room was the same size as her own from down the hall. Levy playfully tapped Lucy on the back of her shoulder to see if there was anything she needed before she had to leave and meet Gajeel for dinner. Lucy placed a finger against her own pink lip while pondering about any information she needed for working under the Secret Sex Service. A smile formed on her lips as the questions she wanted to ask yesterday finally returned to her. “Levy! How many guys can enter the dorm?” she asked while taking a pair of black panties out of her drawer. She planned to take a shower in a little while because of the date she had with Natsu. She was dirty underneath her skirt because of the dried cum that was left behind by him. Lucy smiled as she looked at her friend while clenching her panties. Levy took a moment before returning to face her friend. “Only one at a time! The guys need to register for a reservation on any date that’s available. Remember, they get about 12hours to fuck as many girls as they want. There's an option to reject the guy wanting to fuck you if you’re not feeling it, so no pressure!” Lucy smiled before reaching for her black tights and white tank top. “How do the guys register?” “They contact Mirajane! She’s the one managing the service for us girls. She’s become really dependable for this situation.” Levy said. “Well, how does the guy learn about the service we provide? Do we put fliers out or something?” asked Lucy. She went back to her bed to sit down. “Oh no! That would be bad! People would find out about us too quickly and we’d either be booked all the time or worse; shut down production. The girls in Fairy Hill are tasked to go to a guy of their choice and secretly tell them about or playful job. You can also guide them over here to the dormitory and persuade them to sign and pay for a wonderful time within the following week. It gives you time to prepare yourself. Clean, shave or whatever we need to be presentable!” Levy sat down on the chair next to the desk covered in books. Lucy seemed to have a wild collection already. “Last question! What are the punishments if the guy let’s out our secret?” Lucy asked. “Strict Punishment indeed. Erza and Mirajane will take care of it. We had one guy that tried to leak our information out there for his own gain. It didn’t end well for him.” Levy said. “What happened?” “It was...taken care of.” Levy said with a smirk. “O-Okay!” Lucy didn’t have the heart to dig deeper. It was safe to assume that this place was protected; along with her secret of cheating on Natsu. A couple of hours have passed since Levy left Lucy’s room to join Gajeel for dinner. Lucy had just returned from the hot shower with a yellow towel wrapped around her naked body. She couldn’t believe that she forgot her clothing when she left her room earlier. There they were. Her black panties and black tights were laid flat on her bed with her white tube top resting over her chair. She was in a hurry to get cleaned up from Natsu’s quickie in the park earlier. It was turning her on again because of how demanding he was to get some frisky action. She knew it was because he was upset that he wouldn’t be able to see her as much as he liked now that she moved into here. So she caved in and sucked his dick behind a large bush that was hard to peek through. When she thought she was done pleasing him, he demanded to fuck her from behind with her panties barely pulled down her thighs. Lucy slowly lowered her hand down her towel to feel where her pussy was located. The slightest touch caused her knees to buckle in. It was still sensitive after Natsu fucked her good. A soft smile grew on her lips as she was about to finger herself for fun. That was until a knock at her door interrupted her fun! “Y-Yes?” she asked when reaching for the doorknob. Her heart was beginning to pound heavily in her chest. This was probably a random man that wanted to fuck her for the next 12hours. She was so glad that she took a shower to wash off Natsu’s semen from her pussy and thighs. Lucy happily twisted the knob to find a tall man standing in her doorway. This caused her to take a step back. It was dark in the hallway so she couldn’t exactly tell whom it was until he stepped into her light. It was Gajeel. A sigh a relief escaped her lips as she looked at the muscular beast by her door. “W-What’s up? Are you looking for Levy?” she asked while clenching her towel tightly against her chest. “Are you free to fuck?” he asked so openly. “Really? Y-You want to fuck me? What about Levy?” she asked. Gajeel brought his hand to the back of his head to ruffle his long black hair. “She knows I came here to ask you for your time. She insisted, actually.” A blush appeared on Lucy’s face. “Oh really now? You’re such a bad boy for coming after me when you just got done hanging out with your girlfriend.” she playfully teased. “Hanging out? No. We had dinner. Then, I fucked her hard.” Gajeel said with his sharp teeth appearing. “I fucked her hard enough to where she passed out on the bed. She said you could quench my cock’s appetite with your mouth.” he said while closing the door behind him. The sound of the lock being switched on caught Lucy’s attention. “W-Well...isn’t that a lovely thing?” she stared at his crotch to see his bulge growing thicker. He wasn’t wearing a shirt so his sweaty muscles were in clear view. He must have put his pants on before entering the hallway. That was nice of him. “Why me?” Gajeel smirked. “Maybe it’s because we caught your hungry eyes staring at my dick earlier today. You’re curious, aren’t you?” “About what?!” “You want to know if my dick is bigger than Natsu’s. Well, it is.” Gajeel said before dropping his pants for his large cock to come out in plain view. It was already riddled with veins and cum surrounding the surface. He started to stroke it softly to get it nice and ready for the cute woman in front of him. “Was I wrong?” “I-It sure is...b-big.” she said while swallowing her saliva. She looked up at him while shifting her stance. “Maybe I was staring at it...maybe I wasn’t.” she said with a smile. “Enough chatter. Do you wish to...ride my cock for the next 12hours? I have enough energy to fuck you through out the night.” he said while squeezing his dick to show how much pre-cum could leak from the tip. “Yes.” Lucy said. Gajeel was escorted to her large bed which could accompany three people. There was a reason for every bed in the women’s rooms to be large enough to hold more than one person. It was part of Mirajane’s smart calculations to make the beds big enough to have sex in different fun positions. Lucy was going to tug her towel off and just climb on his meaty dick, but she had a better idea. She wanted to see if he could cum from just her moving her body around in a sexy manner. If that didn’t work, then it could help boost his libido even further than it already was. She slowly took a few steps back without breaking any eye contact. Lucy gently grazed her hands along her womanly shape to show off her sexy curves for him. The tower miraculously stayed on the entire time she squatted down to show her strong sexy legs and bare bottom. This was causing a little reaction to take place in Gajeel’s crotch. The dick that was already hard had grew more firm. It bounced around each time his steady heart beat reached his throbbing member. Lucy decided to turn around and bend over to reveal what he was about to fuck. Her clean shaved pussy and thick juicy ass was in clear view for him to enjoy. He tried to reach out and touch her wonderful butt but she was quick to pull away. She wasn’t exactly done teasing him just yet. She playfully wagged her finger around as if he was a dog that needed to have patience. It worked. Gajeel leaned back on the bed while enjoying the wonderful show she was putting on for him. Lucy had slowly moved the towel down to reveal her large breasts for him to witness. They were so much bigger than Levy’s which put a smile on his face. He wanted to suck on them. He wanted to grip them tightly so that she would cry for more pleasure. Lucy Heartfilia walked over to the man to gently sit on his lap with the towel still wrapped around her waist. Her long beautiful blonde hair had brushed his nose to give him the clean scent of her shampoo. Lucy’s heart was beating quickly because of how close her ass was to his meaty dick. It was tapping her cheeks each time it twitched. Lucy gently swayed her hips on his lap so that her juicy ass would jiggle from the movement. Gajeel was ready to fuck her. He didn’t want to be teased any longer. The male placed his hand around her yellow towel to yank off. Lucy was getting turned on by his hunger for lust. She stood up to push him down on the bed so that he was staring up at the wall. The woman carefully crawled onto his lap with her wet pussy glazing along his shaft. She was going to ride him now. “Be careful. Don’t want to stretch too much.” Gajeel said while reaching up to squeeze her godly breasts. Lucy smiled while gently lowering herself down onto the thick dick that awaited for her soothing lips below. She winced a little when she felt the tip get swallowed up by her vagina. It was a good thing that she was horny before he entered her room. All wet and ready for some action. “How does this feel?” she asked the man when sitting her body down on his lap. The busty blonde felt his entire cock throb inside her pink warm tunnel. This caused her right eye to twitch a little. She thought he was joking when he mentioned it would stretch her open. The girl had to place her hands among his strong pectoral muscles to keep her up and balanced. She started to move her hips when she felt comfortable enough to move. The tightness that Gajeel felt around his dick was the right amount he had hoped for. Levy was tight in both holes; but Lucy’s was just the right amount to keep him from busting a nut so soon in their little fun. Lucy Heartfilia placed her hands over his when he started to squeeze her breasts a little tighter. This caused her body to bounce up and down on his dick until it was considered the real thing. Lucy was really working it as her sexy moans filled up the room. The special thing about the rooms were that they silenced padding installed within the walls. The girls could scream their hearts out without disturbing their neighbors. Lucy wished that it was true, because she was moaning like a bloody banshee with how his cock made her feel in that instant. The tip of his cock felt a tight squeeze each time she brought her pussy up. The tightness was released when she slammed her body back down onto his lap which made her ass jiggle from the process. Lucy loved having such a manly cock burrow deeper into her body the harder she smashed into his crotch. “Y-Yes! Yes! Yes!” Lucy kept saying over and over. Gajeel had to lean up a little so that he could put one of her tasty breasts into his mouth to suckle on. This was only exciting Lucy even more. He eventually trailed a hand down to her ass to squeeze during her intense love-making. “That’s right. Ride that cock! Tame it! Make it yours! Make it yours, damn it!” “I-I will t-tame it! I will tame your mighty dick! I will have your semen...flow into my womb!” Lucy said with such a slutty look on her face. She was enjoying it a little too much now that she was in control of him. Gajeel was doing his best to keep himself from nutting, but that was impossible when she arched her back to concentrate most of her weight down on his dick. The sounds of her wet pussy getting stuffed by his dick grew louder. She was loving every second of his cock penetrating her body until the final slam caused his penis to explode with cum. So much kept pouring into her pink tunnel when nothing else would fit. Gajeel was able to feel his warm seed slide down his shaft and cover his balls below. Lucy was too shaken to move her body. She was sensitive all over. He decided to just push her over to the side of the bed with his long cock popping out of her pussy. It was covered in their mixed juices which was a sight to behold. Lucy was breathing heavily as he opened her legs to watch the white cream leak out of her lips below. It was so thick and creamy like warmly made vanilla pudding. Gajeel smirked when she extended her arms out for him. She wanted more. He playfully lifted her up and slammed her back on the bed with her ass being forced up. She was going to get it now, doggy-style. Lucy loved how forceful he was when compared to her own lover. “W-What next?!” she said with her face buried in the sheets. Gajeel gave her fat ass a spank to watch it jiggle around. “I’m going to fuck this beautiful view. That is what’s next.” Lucy gave a cute giggle from being overly excited. She reached back to take hold of her own cheeks to spread apart. This revealed her pink-eye that was hidden by her ass. Gajeel moved down to give the dirty hole a little lick which made Lucy cum all over again. This forced more of his cum out of her pussy which would allow him to fuck a little easier now. Gajeel got on the bed and knelt down to be behind her. The tip of his wet dick brushed around her pink tiny hole to give her a scare. Lucy had never had a cock in there before. But that feeling disappeared when she felt his magical cock slide through her yearning lips. A soft moan escaped her lips as he began thrusting into her body. He wasn’t holding back. Lucy was already gripping the bed sheets tightly with her face burrowed deep into the comfortable bed. The woman was getting fucked roughly like a professional whore. It was because Gajeel had more experience when dealing with women in this position. Lucy loved doggy-style, but Natsu preferred doing it missionary since he enjoyed seeing her cute face. The girl’s heart fluttered when the image of Natsu suddenly came to her mind. This made her feel a little conflicted about what she was doing. Lucy knew that it wasn’t right...but it was also pleasurable to be so wrong. The girl bit the sheet to try and contain her excitement. “H-HARDER! HARDER!” Gajeel gave her ass another rough slap to leave a red hand-print. It was as if he marked her for his own pleasurable goal. “I will...fuck you so hard...you won’t be able to walk at all next week!” he revealed. “S-So good! IT’S SO GOOD!” Lucy said. But that wasn’t what nearly caused her to cum so soon. She felt her body buckle around when he slid a finger into her ass to increase her own pleasurable experience. The woman was salivating from the mouth due to how insane he was making her body feel. “Damn this hole is pretty tight. But it’s not as tight as Levy’s! Guess I know which hole I’m fucking next!” he said while sliding his finger in and out of her butt some more. “M-MY BUTT?! YOU WISH TO FUCK MY B-BUTT?! B-BUT I HAVE NEVER DONE ANAL BEFORE!~!” she let out. Lucy was a little worried now. Anal was something she was interested in, but never had the chance to try. Levy always said that it was amazing to have a dick stuffed inside there, but it was a little painful during the first time. “YOU’RE GOING TO LOVE IT” he said so loud that anyone would hear it in the building, but thanks to the special padding, no one did. Gajeel continued to fuck her pussy until it was time to pull his penis out. He wanted to enjoy every minute he had with her body since he was given this golden opportunity. Gajeel always lusted after her body since they first met. He knew that she would end up sucking his dick one way or another. What perfect chance than now? He gave her one last ass-slap to get that sexy moan out of her before pulling out. The wetness from her pussy came out like a waterfall when his pulsing dick was removed. Lucy loved feeling his rod move in and out of her body. But she didn’t like it when he stopped to switch positions. It killed her sex-drive a little, but that didn’t last long though. The moment he licked her ass again perked her up all over. Lucy was afraid to have her ass fucked; but she knew that it was a learning experience to get this done by him of all people. Natsu would have probably been afraid to shove it in her ass and hurt her. Gajeel wanted to pleasure her. Lucy turned back to look the man dead in the eye. She wanted it. The tip of his wet dick moved up and down along the rim of her anus. It was beginning to be shoved inside which wasn’t easy. The hole was closed off from anything this big to enter. Gajeel had to spit on her ass to help lube up the dirty pink-hole that he wanted to fuck next. Lucy was preparing for any kind of pain to enter her body. She was taking deep breaths to calm her anxiety down. Gajeel was finally able to slide the head of his dick inside which in fact stretched her a little. Lucy had a few tears form, but the pain wasn’t permanent. She was tough. The woman told him to keep going. Gajeel gave her ass a playful slap before shoving some more inside. He would then move his throbbing dick in and out of her tight ass to help loosen it up. It wasn’t as painful as Lucy had feared. It was starting to feel pretty good to have something this thick inside there. She reached out for a pillow to take in. She wanted to rest her head against something soft when he began thrusting into her tight hole. The impact he had on her ass was mind-boggling. She couldn’t really understand why she was getting so turned on by having such a manly cock fuck her dirty hole. It was taboo. Lucy would often peek past her shoulders to see the male gazing at her beautiful bouncy butt. He had the look of lust on his face. She was wincing at this point because he was increasing his speed with his magnificent thrusts. The supple suctions coming from her glorious anus made him quite addicted to it. He loved shoving it in as deep as it could to feel that sucking sensation before pulling it out. It felt unique and rather satisfying. Erza was able to do the same thing with her ass, but she wasn’t as tight as Lucy. Erza’s anal captivity could fit an entire arm inside to please her. Gajeel smirked as he pictured Lucy doing the same thing in the future. To get her that stretched open was a goal. He wanted to fist fuck her holes at the same time to see what kind of reaction she would make. Lucy Heartfilia was oblivious to the dirty thoughts that were in his head. All she could think about was her ass was finally getting fucked by someone other than her lover, Natsu. It was like getting her butt-cherry to pop! Lucy was going cross-eyed from time to time because the powerful heat coming from his dick was overwhelming. Drool continued to leak out of her mouth as her body took his powerful thrusts like a champ. She was nearly passing out from the intensive pleasure he was providing her. The woman’s toes were curling up as pulses of pure bliss kept shooting throughout her body. Gajeel was a master at anal; at least that’s what Lucy believed in. He always fucked Levy’s ass. So he had experience and endurance to keep it up for a long time with normal-sized anal cavities. “M-MY ASS! IT FEELS SO GOOD! WHY?!” she said through his man-handling. Gajeel spat to the side and wiped some sweat out of his eyes. He was starting to heat up with all the thrusting he was providing with her body. “Because….I’m a natural!” he said with such confidence! “P-Please keep fucking me! Keep fucking my naughty little butt until you’re completely satisfied!!” she cried out with sweat sliding down her round breasts. Gajeel decided to pick her up into his arms so that he could hold her up. Her legs were forced open wide with his dick still drilling up into her butt. Pre-cum kept sliding down his shaft until a puddle was formed in the sheets. He was getting ready to burst inside her anus. Gajeel grinned when the familiar sensation started to build up inside his lower body. It was only a matter of time before he released everything he built when fucking her lovely ass. The male eventually dropped her back on the bed and climbed on top of her back so that he was laying upon her. Lucy was groaning from the impact of his cock now that it was pushing inside with a different angle. It was grinding against the side of her anal-cavity which set her off. A flood of cum came spilling out of her pussy. This caused her legs to twitch out of control. Lucy, was enjoying herself a little too much. She knew that this was only the beginning of her night, but it was already too intense. He was like a more advanced person to fuck down the line; not now. “G-Gajeel?! I-I can feel the heat build up inside my butt! Are you going to c-cum soon!?” she asked with drool still sliding down her lovely lips. Gajeel groaned as a powerful surge of semen entered her ass. So much of it kept pumping into her tight hole until it was felt inside her intestines. Lucy was so...turned on. “Damn...that was a little intense there.” Gajeel said while slowly pulling his cock out of her butt. “I-...I…” Lucy didn’t know what to say. It was as if he unlocked a new hidden desire from her. She loved Anal. She wanted to feel her ass get stretched open again and again and again by different men. Feeling the warm sensation fill her lower tummy was exhilarating. “Now...for the next position.” he told the woman while playfully grabbing her ass to squeeze. “A-Again?!” Lucy was forced on her side with her leg being lifted up in the air. “Again…” Gajeel easily rammed his cock into her pussy while holding her leg against his shoulder. He was going to fuck her like this for a little while. “G-Gajeel!” she wasn’t expect to have his dick enter her pussy so soon after cumming. He was already hard! Lucy took hold of the pillows to hold onto as her pussy was violently fucked in this loving position. Her leg dangled over his muscular shoulder with juice splashing out of her cum-soaked vaginal hole. Lucy could tell that her body was hyper sensitive after being used as a fuck-toy by Gajeel. Her anus often gaped open to let Gajeel’s warm cum out while she had her pussy fucked a little harder than before. She was about to black out from the intensity being increased upon her voluptuous body. Gajeel’s dick became harder the more she let out her erotic gasping moans through his rough thrusting. Lucy Heartfilia was hardly fucked in this position; but now she’s beginning to like it. But it couldn’t compare to having her ass used for his lustful delight. She was feeling tingly all over from just thinking about the anal she experienced moments ago. Gajeel continued to fuck her in this position for a couple of more minutes until he released another insane amount of cum inside. This caused Lucy’s lovely leg to fall flat on the bed with her pussy fully exposed. The white stream could be seen leaking out of her red lips that were flared up from the hot friction of his cock. Gajeel used his fingers to spread Lucy’s vagina open to allow more of his cum to pour out. Lucy was just laying there with her breasts bouncing with each breath she took in. She was covered in semen and sweat. Lucy knew it was going to be a long night because it was only two hours since they started fucking each other. 10 more to go if he was willing to stay that long with her. Gajeel hopped off the bed to sit down on the cool wooden desk chair. He needed to cool himself off for the next activity he planned to do to her. He gave her a couple of minutes to regain some of her energy before they advanced their night. “Gajeel?” Lucy said as she tried to sit up from the bed. Her hair was a complete mess with sweat beads sliding down her breasts. She felt nasty; but in a good way. “Yeah?” he was cleaning his ear out with his pinky when she caught a glimpse of him. The male’s dick was already rock-hard for the next playful adventure. “Got something on your mind, Lucy?” Lucy shook her head as she quietly slipped off the bed. She got down on her knees and crawled over to the man to reach his penis. “May I...kiss it?” Gajeel smiled. “Yeah. You can kiss it. What will you do after that?” Lucy gave the tip of his dick a soft kiss while cupping the balls. “I’m going to eat it more than I do Natsu’s dick.” Lucy said before taking the head into her mouth to swirl her wet tongue against. “That feels nice.” he said as she continued to please him with her mouth. “Mm!” The wonderful blonde used her tongue to scoop some of the delicious cum off of his cock. She could taste herself all over the throbbing penis that was currently halfway in her mouth. Lucy loved the difference Gajeel and Natsu had when it came to their privates. Natsu’s dick was a tiny bit longer than Gajeel’s, but it wasn’t as thick. Gajeel’s dick was made for stretching holes and Lucy could agree to that. Levy was the one that had her ass stretched open nearly every day when he had some alone time with her. The only problem was that Levy’s butt wouldn’t sustain the stretched effect like others did. Her anus would close right up after her body would relax. This was a problem for Gajeel, but he also enjoyed it because it felt like he was fucking her butt for the first time all over again. Lucy locked eyes with the man which broke her naughty thoughts about Natsu. She slowly tried to slide more of his penis down her mouth, but it was just too much to take in. The size wasn’t the problem. It was her inexperience to handle such a manly dick that came in her a couple of times already. She gently placed her hands on his strong legs to help push herself up. Saliva strands were connecting her lips to the tip of his penis. She easily broke the connection by severing it with her tongue. Lucy decided to use her breasts to help stimulate the man since she couldn’t go all the way down on him with her mouth. Gajeel felt her large breast wrap around his cock when his eyes closed. It felt nice. The soft movements she performed with her tits helped pleasure him. It was a nice steady change to give them some time to regain some of their energy that they lost together when fucking on the bed. Gajeel peeked with one eye open to see her tongue extending out of her mouth as it drew closer to the tip of his dick. Lucy allowed her saliva to gloss all over his penis until it was nice and wet. This allowed her breasts to easily slide up and down his shaft so that he could benefit more from it. The sloppy sounds coming from her wet breasts grew louder the faster she stroked his dick with them. That wasn’t the only thing she did. Lucy placed the tip of his penis into her mouth to playfully suck on while jerking him off with her breasts. She was slowly gaining a rhythm that only improved as time went on. Lucy loved having only the helm of his cock in her mouth to focus on. All she needed to do was apply a little bit of suction while gently pressing her tongue against the slit of his cock. She knew she was doing something right because he would often release these soft whimpering moans under his breath. Lucy smirked as she relished in the idea of making him cry out her name during their night together. The female continued to lather his dick with her wet warm spit before pulling back to see the damage she did. Her breasts had released the wet throbbing cock to watch it pulse in front of her. “Did I make somebody happy?” she said playfully. Lucy placed her finger against the dick to feel his heartbeat through it. The woman gently wrapped her hand around it to feel the wetness that she caused. “Should I give you a classic hand-job?” Gajeel took hold of her head with both of her hands to force her down on his penis. He wanted her to keep on sucking him off; not talk. “Use that useful mouth of yours and suck it all out! Suck my dick until my manly seed is going down your throat!” Gajeel said as he started to fuck her face when keeping her head in place. “Gyak! Gyak! Gyak!” Lucy’s eyes were looking up at the man while his powerful cock kept going in and out of her mouth without her permission. It was really turning her on to be used like this. She had only read this kind of kinky stuff in books. Gajeel was the kind of man to take what he wanted by any means necessary. Lucy couldn’t help but slide some fingers down between her legs to pleasure her clit to increase her sexual experience. A waterfall of cum came out of her so fast because of how turned on she was right then and there. “Oh?! DO YOU LIKE THIS?!” Gajeel said while thrusting into her mouth with the same speed. Lucy couldn’t speak. She had his dick in her mouth after all. All she could do was blink rapidly with tears strolling down her cheeks. They weren’t from fear or pain. It was from being overly excited by this side of him. “GAK! GAK! GAK! GAK! GAK!” sloppy slutty sounds kept coming from her mouth that was barely opened. Gajeel was ramming half of his dick inside, but he knew he could stuff more if he tried. “Do you want...to give your good old friend your throat to use?” he said while looking down into her beautiful eyes. It looked like she tried to nod ‘yes’, which was all he needed to see. “Good girl. Now, brace yourself.” The male placed a hand on the back of Lucy’s head to keep her still. This helped him shove his dick nearly all the way inside so that the tip could be felt in the back of her inexperienced throat. More tears were streaming down Lucy’s face as she struggled to take it all in. She was coughing into his cock with a couple of gags here and there, but nothing physical tried to come up. The only thing that was going down her throat was his throbbing penis that settled in. This was suppose to help stretch her mouth open to take in his massive dick for more fun down the line. Gajeel used his thumb to wipe some of the tears out of her eyes so that she could see him a little better. Lucy tried to smile with his cock rammed down her throat. “Here we go.” he said softly. Gajeel slowly started to push more in before pulling out a little. He would do this for the next couple of minutes to help loosen her throat and jaw muscles. The dick started to move faster once Gajeel felt more room to improve. It was so tight and warm in her mouth. It reminded him of Levy’s ass. It always felt great to get some head from a lovely built woman. Levy’s mouth was too small to fit his entire cock down her throat which was a shame. She could only suck on the head which was all that he needed to get off; but it wasn’t the same. He loved feeling the tightness around his entire penis. That was part of the fun when getting some sloppy head from someone. The male was surprised when Lucy started to take over the cock sucking mess. She placed her hands around his waist to help support her body when bobbing her head back and forth into his crotch. It was so much easier to suck his dick now that her mouth was stretched open to take in his size. She was ravishing the flavor that was coming from the tip. Lucy was able to taste it so much better since the tip of his penis was sliding down the back of her throat where her taste buds were. The woman cupped his balls and sucked as hard as she could to get the remaining pre-cum out. Gajeel had to grip the sides of the chair because the suction she performed was quite surprise. He didn’t expect Lucy to have such a grip on his cock with her mouth. She didn’t stop there. The woman glanced up again to stare him dead in the eye while gobbling down on his throbbing penis. Spit bubbles kept forming around the edges of her mouth because of the air that was sucked and mixed with her saliva. The sight of her looking so beastly with his penis in her mouth had caused him to finally climax. The massive amount of cum had shot into the back of her throat which caught the woman off guard. She pulled away from the dick which caused it to shoot loads all over her face and breasts. Lucy Heartfilia looked like a hot mess with all that cum leaking down her bare naked body. Gajeel was amazed at how well she was able to perform with her mouth alone. Getting the breast-job was a special bonus that she used earlier to help get his dick nice and firm. Gajeel took hold of her blonde natural hair and dragged her back to the bed like a trophy. It didn’t hurt Lucy one bit. She loved feeling like she belonged to him for that brief moment. Lucy was thrown on the bed with her ass being forced up. He parted her legs and pulled her back a little more so that she was close to hanging off the edge of the bed. Gajeel brushed his dick up and down between her cheeks before settling with the right hole. It was her anus. She was so happy to have his powerful cock slide right on in through the entrance. It was still stretched open from earlier so there was no struggle to force it inside. Gajeel wrapped his large hands around her slim waist before ramming his dick all the way in. There was still a good amount of cum stored within her anal cavity. It was going to help lubricate his cock to make it an easy raw-less fuck! Lucy was already faced down into the bed with her ass being railed by the man that wanted to do this all night. She was going to try and endure it the best she could; as long as she could. A couple of hours have passed and Gajeel was still fucking Lucy. All of her books were scattered on the floor with her body laying flat on the desk. Her head was dangling off the edge with his dick ramming into her throat. This was the thirteenth time he fucked her mouth that night. She was nearly exhausted because of how much energy he had left in him to keep it up. All Lucy could do was suck on him a couple of times before feeling drained. A couple of knocks could be heard at the door. Gajeel didn’t mind taking a short break so that Lucy could answer it. Lucy had to carefully get off the desk and crawl on the floor. She couldn’t use her legs after getting fucked in the ass so many times in different positions. Lucy struggled to twist the door knob after unlocking it. It was Levy. She stepped in to see her friend on the floor with cum leaking out of every hole. Gajeel smiled at his lover while sitting on the desk. He was still hard as ever. “Gajeel! What happened to Lucy?!” Levy dropped down on the floor to help her friend sit up. She was worried that Gajeel went too hard on her. Lucy couldn’t even keep her eyes open. “Heh. This was all her doing. She kept begging me to keep going, so I did.” he said while stroking his dick. He loved seeing his girl dressed in tight clothing with a skirt on. It always put him in such a good mood. “Why don’t you join in so that she could rest? I still have a couple of hours left to be in here.” he said while showering her how hard he was. “W-Well...if it’s for Lucy.” she said while helping Lucy into the bed. There was just so much cum on the bed that it felt wrong to let her sleep on it. “A change of sheets?” “N-No…” Lucy said with a weak voice. “It’s...perfect.” “Oh Lucy…” Levy placed her naked friend on the bed covered in cum. She placed a long sheet over her body so that she wouldn’t get cold during her nap. “I’ll handle it from here. Get some rest.” Levy said. Levy was instantly pinned to the wall with her lover forcing his tongue down her mouth. She easily gave in and held him close to her small body. Her legs were dangling over the floor because of their height difference. Gajeel’s hot cock was pressing into her black tights that were covered with her blue skirt. He easily ripped the front part of her leggings off so that her cute pink panties were visible underneath. Levy helped the man by pulling her panties to the side so that he could fuck her like that. She didn’t want to take her clothes off, but was totally fine with make holes in her tights. She felt his hard cock slide right up into her pussy with no trouble at all. It was all thanks to the sex toy she had used before coming over. Levy was pleasuring herself to the thought of Lucy getting fucked by her lover. It was exhilarating to imagine. “Y-Yes!” Levy said as he started to thrust into her body. She felt her lower body get lifted up so that he could stuff more inside. This allowed her thin legs to wrap around his waist as he continued to pleasure her. So much pussy juice was already spilling out of her body. A large puddle had surfaced underneath her area. She felt a little bad since this wasn’t her room. She didn’t like the idea of leaving her fluids all over for Lucy to deal with later. “A-Ah!” Levy felt his dick kiss her womb because of how deep he was shoving it inside. “T-That’s a little too much, babe!” she said. Gajeel’s expression softened up a little. He didn’t want to hurt her. He must have became too wild when fucking Lucy earlier. Gajeel started to soften up and slowed his movements down on her. She wasn’t as big as Erza, Lucy or Mira. She had a smaller body so he needed to be more careful; or else she could be injured with his dick. “Like this?” he said in a calm voice. “J-Just like that.” Levy loved how gentle he was with her when it came to sex. But she loved it when he was rough with her ass. Levy pulled him in closer to begin their ritualistic kissing. Gajeel and Levy continued to fuck for awhile in the corner until it was time to get a little more experimental. Levy was the one that thought of this idea. The horny couple walked over to where Lucy was sleeping. They removed the sheet and pulled the unconscious woman over to them. Lucy was dead tired and couldn’t feel a thing. Levy crawled on top of the naked woman with her pussy rubbing against Lucy’s. She started to kiss her friend before sliding her tongue inside. It was a strange feeling to do this to your friend whom was fast asleep. Gajeel admired his lover’s ass sticking up for him to see. He lifted the blue skirt up to see the large black tights getting stretched. It helped show the hidden pink-color of her panties through them. He decided to tear a hole where her puckered anus was located. It was time to fuck his woman in the butt. Levy’s tongue wiggled deeper into Lucy’s mouth to taste her lover’s cum inside. It was deliciously mixed with Lucy’s spit. A moan escaped her lips and entered Lucy’s when she felt his massive cock slide into her butt. This always made Levy freeze up because of how great it felt to be stretched open. Levy broke her kiss with her friend to watch Gajeel shove his dick in a little more. The anus had been stretched open all the way to take it. Levy felt him begin his thrusting which only made things even better. She turned back and continued to kiss her friend while groping her large breasts underneath her chest. Lucy was starting to react to it by moving her hands down to firmly squeeze Levy’s cute butt. “Is she awake?” Gajeel asked his lover. “I-I don’t think so!” Levy answered before sliding her tongue back into Lucy’s mouth. She loved the taste of Gajeel mixed in with Lucy’s spit. Gajeel gave his woman’s ass a playful spank to see it jiggle within Lucy’s hold. “Heh! Isn’t that a sight to behold?” Gajeel pulled his dick out of Levy’s butt so that he could slide it into Lucy’s next. This had caused Lucy to awaken from her brief slumber. “L-Levy?!” Lucy said with a dark blush on her face. “Lucy!” Levy happily kissed Lucy on the lips while squeezing her large breasts. “Sorry! I didn’t mean to wake you!” Lucy could feel the powerful cock slide in even deeper until it was removed. That’s when he shoved it back into Levy’s ass to continue the intense three-way. “What’s going on?! I-I thought I was the one getting fucked by Gajeel tonight?” “You are...but I couldn’t help it. His dick is enough to take us both on!” Levy said with a cute smile. “You’re right about that.” said Lucy. Gajeel smirked. He loved it when women admired his fucking prowess. Gajeel winced when he pulled his dick out of Levy’s ass. It felt like it grew tighter around his cock when he tried to pull away. He decided to shove it into Lucy’s pussy now since she was awake and wet for more fun. Lucy wasn’t expecting that at all. She was already moaning into her friend’s mouth whom was still interested in kissing her. Lucy didn’t want any of this to stop. It was a new experience to join in on a couple’s kinky fuck. All she could feel was her legs being stretched open by Gajeel’s strong hands. This allowed his dick to move more freely inside her pink pussy. “Damn it. I’m already going to cum again! W-Where do you girls want it?!” Gajeel said while fucking the hell out of Lucy’s pussy. Levy winced when she felt him stick a few fingers into her butt to include her in the fun. “H-How about...on our faces?” Levy said with a devious smile. “I love...facials…” Lucy was blushing. She had never seen this lustful side of Levy before; and frankly, it was turning her on. Lucy felt him pull his dick out of her pussy so that he could prepare it for them. “I wouldn’t mind feeling your hot cum on my face.” said Lucy. “Then get your asses up. I’m about to cum!” said Gajeel with his dick turning red from the pressure. The women eagerly sat beside each other. Levy tugged her shirt down so that her perky breasts were exposed to his cock. They sat and waited as he continued to beat his meat in front of them. So much pre-cum kept oozing out of the tip which made them lick their lips. They wanted it. Gajeel let out a mighty roar when his cock finally released the cream that they desired. It splashed all over their tongues and into their hair. Levy felt as though seven shots made it into her mouth while the rest hit her face and breasts. Lucy swallowed every shot of cum she could. So much of it slid down her milky breasts and down her abdomen. This was a special night; her first night in the dormitory to be exact. Gajeel stood there while pumping his cock some more while looking at the women. It was as if they received a second wind for the night. “What next?” the women said at the same time. Gajeel smirked as he stared at the two lustful vixens. “I guess I’ll have to fuck you two until you completely pass out. Now, on your knees and bend over. The both of you!” “YES!” they said together. Gajeel fucked them through out the entire night until it was early in the morning. They were all resting in the same bed with cum spots all over the sheets and floor. Some of the cum could be seen hanging from the ceiling and splotches among the walls. Gajeel came nearly fifty times within his 10 hours with the girls. It was a special night indeed. It was all thanks to Lucy. -End.

Chapter 3 - Lucy x Gray x Erza

Read the note at the end.  Thank you.  It’s been a couple of days since Lucy Heartfilia settled into her new place within the Fairy Hill Dormitory. She’s loved being so close to the girls to have their little chats when it was convenient for them. But the part that she loved the most was having to have sex with any man that was interested in her for some money. Gajeel and Gray were the first two to pull her into that wonderful scenario within the building’s lifestyle. She couldn’t thank Levy enough to bring into such a happy experience. The only downside was that she didn’t get to see Natsu as much. That’s why she took it upon herself to join him and their team to do a mission together. Lucy was sweaty and tuckered out from shouting and dodging the enemies attacks. All she needed was a lovely shower and a nice meal to regain her strength. The beautiful blonde didn’t take too long in the warm water that washed away her stress. She was out of the bathroom in a couple of minutes with a towel wrapped around her body and another around her lovely hair. Lucy sat on the bed while drying her hair out like any woman would after getting it wet. The woman then turned her head to the door when she heard a creak coming from that direction. There was a simple knock. She thought it was for the person next door so she didn’t mind and continued to dry her hair. That’s when another knock happened which shot her up. It was coming from her door this time. Lucy looked down to see that she was still practically naked with only a pink towel covering her. “It’s fine,” she thought to herself. It was probably Levy. Lucy reached over to the knob to twist it when Gray’s face peeked through the open slot. “Hey Lucy.” he said. “G-Gray?!” Lucy released the doorknob and nearly fell back. She wasn’t expecting him; let alone anyone at this time in the evening. “Are you alright?” the door opened with Erza entering her room. She was naked; why was she naked?! Lucy was helped off the floor by her friends that were both...naked. “Yeah, I’m okay. What are you guys doing?” Lucy asked them. Gray’s cock was already covered in some cum and left-over pussy juice. They both reeked of hot sex. “We were wondering if you were interested in having a threesome with us?” asked Gray. “A threesome? It looks like you already started the fun without me.” Lucy teased. Erza started to blush as she looked away. “I couldn’t help myself. He has a charm that makes me cock-hungry.” “I’m joking!” Lucy said as she welcomed them in and immediately closed the door. “So a threesome huh? I’ve...just done that last time.” Gray looked around her room. It was the same as the first night he entered. “Aside from that. How are you liking this place?” “I’m really enjoying it! Wait, if you’re here. Where’s Natsu?” Lucy asked when she finally noticed the last member was missing from their team. Erza stepped up with her breasts bouncing around. “He was last seen with Gajeel at the Guild! They were having a drinking contest, so no worries.” “That’s a relief.” Lucy said with a smile. “Well, are you interested? Gray wanted us to pleasure him with our mature womanly bodies.” Erza said proudly. Lucy chuckled with a soft sigh escaping from her lips. “You really want that, Gray” she said while looking at the naked man. “I want to fuck you both. Erza and I fucked in her room for about an hour or so. Now we want you to help entice the night with more lustful fun.” Gray said. Lucy started to blush. “I-I accept…” Erza gently took Lucy’s hand into her own to hold. This made the blonde nervous. Lucy felt the tug as she was pulled into her own bathroom with her friend. Erza had a plan to spice things up for their lovely night together. She hid a small bag of clothing to change into if Lucy accepted the proposal. The clothing were two sets of black and white bikinis with cat ears and tails. Lucy was blushing like a mad beast when she put the white bikini on. The tail had a mind of it’s own as it swayed all around her round ass. Erza slowly slid the black bikini bottom on which made Lucy feel a little horny, which was odd. They looked into the mirror to see just how revealing the clothing was. Their nipples were peeking out of the top with their breasts trying to pop out as well. Lucy has never worn anything like this before. She decided to twirl around to see just how revealing it was. The thing she noticed was that there was a hole in the very bottom of the white bikini. A hole where her anus was located. She turned bright red when she released these were for anal fucking. Lucy turned back to face her friend whom was quite proud to wear her black ones. “Are you ready, Lucy? To have your ass blown out by him?” Erza asked while gently carressing Lucy’s curvy hips. Lucy felt her body move into Erza’s with their breasts getting squished together. “I-I think so.” Erza happily squeezed Lucy’s ass before stepping away. “Good. Cause he really wanted to put it in your butt earlier. I was just generous enough to come ask for your cooperation.” “T-Thank you, Erza. This should be fun. I’m really nervous though since it’s my first time.” Lucy said. She recalled the night with Levy and Gajeel, but Levy was asleep most of the time. So it wasn’t necessarily a threesome. “You’ll be just fine. Just give into your lustful desires and you’ll have the greatest night of your life. Trust me.” Erza said before twisting the doorknob to open the door. Gray could be seen sitting at the edge of Lucy’s bed with his dick still as hard as ever. This made Lucy’s leg tremble with excitement. She wondered when she would get to have fun with his cock again since they were together doing a mission earlier. Lucy kept eyeing his crotch as they battled their enemy. Now she had the chance to touch it, kiss it, suck it once more. Lucy was drawn to his crotch because of how much it twitched in her view. Gray extended his hand to the ladies to have them come to him. He parted his legs some more so that his cock and balls were hanging off the bed. The women slowly got on their knees and crawled towards him like the felines they became when wearing the cat bikinis. Lucy was the first one to go for his cock that looked so appetizing and fresh. She took hold of it by the base to lower it down towards her lips. She happily took the behemoth in and started swirling her slippery wet tongue along the head to start the naughty night. Erza went down and placed her lips around the sack that was hanging off the bed. Wet drool landed on Erza’s cheek when Lucy began sucking on the veined-dick with a little more oomph. The women were quick at play when trying to please Gray with their mouths only. He was enjoying it alright. A smile grew on his face as the women continued to suck on his cock and balls. They reached the point where they would release what was in their mouth to change places. Erza was now going down on his dick while Lucy used her tongue to lick the folds of his balls underneath. She could taste sweat and something sweet. It was honestly from Erza if her drool was sweet like cake. Lucy opened her mouth wide and swallowed his balls inside to suck on roughly. This caused Gray to brick into Erza’s throat until she couldn’t take it in anymore. She had to back away with blobs of cum hitting her right in the face. Erza was breathing heavily as cum continued to splatter all over her breasts and toned tummy. Lucy was quick to take his dick back into her mouth to suck on. She didn’t want to miss a single droplet of his warm tasty snack. Gray winced a little as the blonde firmly wrapped her hands around his dick to stroke and jerk.  Lucy decided to focus on the head alone with her mouth as she sucked on it repeatedly. Gray fell back on the bed with his cock exploding once again with leftover-cum. All the thick chunks of his white creamy seed was sucked into her mouth where it then passed down her throat and into her stomach. She pulled her mouth away with strands of cum connecting to her lips. It was delightful. Erza crawled over to Lucy’s side to kiss her lips softly. She wanted to taste Gray off of Lucy’s mouth by stealing the left-over cum that was sliding down her chin. They weren’t done yet. Lucy moved in close to wrap her large breasts around his fat cock. It was already wet from their saliva and his cum, so it was lubricated enough to enjoy a tit-fuck. Lucy started to stroke his throbbing penis with her breasts while Erza gently groped her large ass from behind. Lucy was feeling tingle sensations all over her body when she felt Erza’s hands touching her butt. “T-That tickles.” Lucy said when sliding his dick out of her mouth. Erza smiled as she continued to squish and squeeze Lucy’s round ass. “That’s good to know. But how about...this?” she said before sliding a finger through the hole of the bikini. The fingertip easily slid into Lucy’s anus which caused her muscles to constrict. “A-Ah!” Lucy was going to talk when Gray pressed her head down. The tip of his dick entered her mouth while she continued to stroke his shaft with her large breasts. “Mm!” Erza smiled. “Guess you wanted that mouth to do something else?” she said while looking at Gray whom was sitting up now to watch her finger Lucy’s ass. “Is it tight?” he asked her. Erza nodded. “A little. That’s what you like, right? For our asses to crush your cock when you try to fuck this hole?” Gray nodded while feeling his dick getting suckled on from Lucy. “Y-Yes. The tighter...the more...pleasure...we both get.” he said. Lucy was really going at it now. The young woman kept bobbing her head up and down to suck on the head of his penis. She made sure to excrete a good amount of saliva so that it could travel down his shaft and lather her breasts. This allowed her boobs to move up and down with ease without much friction slowing the woman down. Gray loved feeling his cock getting squeezed and sucked at the same time. It was amazing. He eventually leaned down a little to kiss Erza on the lips as she continued to finger her friend’s delicious butt. They exchanged saliva by sliding their tongues down each other’s throats like a lover would. Lucy blushed as she felt Erza’s weight push her down, causing her to take Gray’s entire cock down her throat. It was like a dream to feel this warm and fuzzy from doing something so naughty with someone other than Natsu. Lucy eventually felt the weight be lifted off of her back so that she could move away from his penis. The moment her lips left his dick, he came. A large amount of his cum splattered across her face and breasts. Erza happily turned Lucy around to lick some of it off since it was so yummy and warm to her. The girls giggled as they licked each other clean like cats would in this scenario. It was time for Gray to have some kinky fun with these adorable darlings that wanted more sexual attention. Gray could be seen laying on Lucy’s bed with his dick already sticking up high. He just came but was already hard for some more naughty fun. Lucy crawled onto the bed like a cute kitten with her large ass waving around for the tail to move. She gently gave his cock another lick before stroking it a few times. The woman new what he wanted because of how he was positioned. Lucy got on top of his lap so that his hot cock was resting against her quivering lips below. She slowly brought her ass up so that she could move his dick downward to slide right into her pussy. Sliding the lengthy piece inside made her legs jiggle from quick spasm reactions. She took a deep breath when she felt comfortable enough to sit down on it. The pulsing sensation within her pussy was making her feel hot all over. She moved her legs forward so that she could begin bouncing on his throbbing penis that was stuffed inside her warm vaginal hole filled with excited pussy juice. She had turned back to watch Erza climb on the bed to get behind her. She was able to feel Erza’s warm embrace from her arms by wrapping them around her waist. She leaned back a little to allow Erza’s tongue to slide into her mouth which lead to them kissing. Lucy Heartfilia was filled with joy as she continued to bounce on Gray’s cock while kissing her friend with such passion. Body sweat built up between Erza’s large milky breasts and Lucy’s sweet and slender back. The heat was growing the more the women got into their little making out session. Erza would eventually slide her hand down Lucy’s back until she reached the tiny hole in her bikini. The hole was there for anal play which they weren’t ready for just yet. Erza gently slide two fingers into Lucy’s ass to help her cum a little sooner. She knew that Lucy loved getting fingered in there because her tongue became more wild through their kissing. Erza loved how easily Lucy switched into a naughty person from just having her ass fingered. Gray felt a change in Lucy’s pussy as well from what they were doing. It felt tighter each time she pulled up to slam back down into him. It was a welcoming change through their sexual routine. Gray almost got to the point of moaning from just how liberating it felt to have his dick crushed by her pussy alone. He brought his hands up to take hold of Lucy’s large breasts to squeeze and admire while she rode his cock like a feisty little cow-girl. Gray was able to feel the bed shake from just the amount of force she was using to slam back down onto his hard cock. He was loving every second of this sexual encounter with Lucy; whom he wished to have fucked today in the first place. Wish granted. “Ho-How does my cock feel when compared...to Natsu?” Gray said. It took some time for Lucy to build up the strength to answer that question. She was still fairly new to the idea of cheating on her boyfriend for...work. Lucy then smiled at the man and slowed her movements so that she could speak clearly. “Your style for fucking is more advanced than his. I-I can feel your dick reaching areas that Natsu couldn’t!” Lucy said while letting out true erotic moan for him to enjoy. This boosted Gray’s ego quite a bit. He eventually lowered his hands from her breasts so that he could firmly hold her hips. Gray began thrusting into the woman with fast strikes from his powerful cock to prove he was better than her lover. “Do you like this?!” he said while pumping his dick harder than ever. Lucy arched her back into Erza as she felt the red-head kiss her neck all over. All she could feel was pleasure. Lucy was struggling to speak because of the imminent urge to cum which was quite overwhelming. She took a deep shaky breath before speaking. “S-….So much better!” she screamed out. Erza smirked as she slid another finger up Lucy’s ass. That made three that was currently inside her tight butt that enjoyed being played with. “Lucy...ever have a tongue...in here before?” she said while kissing Lucy’s ear. “W-What?!” Lucy was shocked to hear this. She didn’t know anybody would do anything like that with that hole. She was trying to sort her fantasies with what was currently going on. She started to blush madly as the man continued to fuck pussy faster than before. “I-I haven’t!” she cried out. “Do you want me to...eat your ass?” Erza said playfully to the blushing woman. “B-But...that’s not...a c-clean hole…” Lucy was embarrassed to bring this up. She was interested now that the topic was brought up, but it was odd to suggest her friend to eat her ass. Gray loved hearing them talk all naughty with experimental suggestions. “I’ll eat your ass...if you want me too. I bet it tastes good.” he said while finally slowing down. He wanted Lucy to take over like before when riding his cock. Lucy Heartfilia took a deep breath before laying down on Gray’s chest. She could feel his arms wrap around her body as he held her tightly. It was rather comfortable to be in this position for Lucy. She always loved getting hugged, but this was different. Gray began pumping into Lucy’s pussy again but with a stable thrust technique. This allowed Erza to lean down and get close to the bubble butt that was in her view. She playfully gave the tiny anus hole a lick to see what reaction Lucy would make. Lucy was just blushing heavily which Gray could see alone. Erza eventually parted Lucy’s ass cheeks so that she could stuff her face inside. She happily pressed her tongue against the entrance before forcing it inside the tight hole. This caused Lucy to let out a loud shriek from pleasure. “H-Her tongue is...is licking me all over...from within my ass!” Lucy said while feeling Erza’s hands grip and grope her cheeks from the back. This was a new sensation to experience. It was part of the job and part of growing up in this field of womanhood. She tried to look back to see Erza’s head eating her ass, but Gray stopped her. He kissed her on the lips to distract her from looking. This caused a new strange kink to grow in Lucy’s heart. She never thought that she would experience having her ass get eaten while getting fucked and kissed at the same time. This was a revolution in her sexual experiences. She finally gave in after some time had passed. She eventually reached back to grab Erza’s head to shove it further into her ass. She wanted to feel her tongue move deeper inside before she stopped altogether. “Do you like that?” Gray said while giving Lucy’s ass a playful spank. Lucy was hesitant to speak about it. It felt like a dream to experience something like this. She just nodded with a cute confused smile. “. . . .” “It’s okay. Juvia lost consciousness when I ate her ass out for the first time. Then I continued to fuck her until she woke up.” Gray said with a sly smirk. “H-How do I compare to...Juvia?” Lucy asked. She was rather curious. Gray took hold of her fat ass to give it a playful squeeze. “You have a more developed body than hers. It’s totally sexy to spank and hold against my body. You’re sexier than Juvia, Lucy.” he said with such confidence. This caused the beautiful blonde to blush even more. “I-I see.” she was happy to hear this news. Happy enough to break Erza’s ass eating to get back to riding his cock like a furious rider. Erza wiped her lips from the saliva that escaped her mouth when eating her friend’s ass. She sat back and watched Lucy cut loose. Gently, Erza’s fingers moved down to her black bikini where her clit was located. She started to stroke it while watching her friends fucking on the bed. “Ride ‘em cowgirl.” Erza said before sliding her hand down her bikini to finger herself. “Mm!” she let a soft moan come out from being that stimulated. Lucy rode Gray’s cock until he came inside her twice. She just kept riding and riding until so much cum came pouring out from her pussy. The woman happily crawled off of his body so that she could rest up beside him. Erza was quick to clean up the sloppy mess that Lucy made by licking his cock clean like a good girl. She wagged her ass side to side to make her black tail bounce around in the air. It didn’t take long for Erza to clean the cum off of Gray’s delicious dick. She eventually moved over to Lucy to lick her pussy up. It had so much cum spilling out. Erza had to part Lucy’s legs open to get in there and lick up everything that she could. This caused Lucy to lose control and cum in her friend’s mouth which was unexpected. Erza took it as a challenge and just kept licking Lucy clean until there was no cum left to be seen. “Tasty.” Erza said while shaking her booty in the air. She crawled in between the two to snuggle with their warmth. “What’s next?” Erza said while trailing her finger tips along Gray’s muscular chest. Gray placed a hand on her thigh as she touched his chest. “I’m going to fuck you doggy-style. So get up and bend over with that ass up in the air.” “Yes!” Erza said happily. Lucy watched as Erza got up on her knees to stick her butt out. Gray hurried behind the woman with the tip of his cock pressing into her cheeks. He loved the fabric of her black bikini since it was soft and warm. Gray noticed that the bikini did have a tiny hole in the back where their anuses could be found. He easily plopped the tip inside which caused Erza to groan from excitement. Her ass was already loose because he was fucking this hole earlier in the day before they brought Lucy into their naughty fun.  Erza ended up biting her bottom lip as the man slid his cock all the way inside her amazing hole. It was different from Juvia and Lucy’s ass. It was loose. He could go all out and fuck her as rough as possible and she wouldn’t feel any kind of pain. It was because she was Jellal’s little slut when it was just them. She would ride his cock anywhere and anytime he wanted to bust a nut inside. Her mouth was always open to swallow up his load. Erza blushed at the thought of Jellal; though it was brief due to having Gray fuck her in the ass as rough as possible. She started to dig her nails into the comfortable mat below as her anus swallowed his entire penis. Gray moved his hands all over the surface of her butt while it jiggled from the impact. He loved watching his hard cock get swallowed up by her hole before he pulled it out to repeat the action. Lucy sat up on the bed before leaning towards the man. She decided to move her hand down Erza’s waist so that she could play with her pussy; just like she played with her ass moments ago. Erza was groaning with such pleasure when feeling Lucy’s fingers wiggle inside her wet pouch full of pussy-juice. She would often cry with cute erotic moans escaping her little gasping screams. This was only fueling Gray to fuck her faster than ever. He roughly wrapped his hands around the red-head’s waist to keep her balanced. She was receiving a harsher thrust when compared to Jellal. Lucy watched as Erza’s ass went from a nice skin-tone to a bright red. Gray didn’t even look like he was breaking a sweat when plowing into the woman’s butt. This was turning Lucy on. She wanted to receive the same thing within the same hole. Lucy kept wiggling her fingers into her friend as she moved Gray’s face to look at her. This allowed the two to continue kissing where they left off earlier. Gray happily accepted her wild tongue into his mouth so that he could suck on it which she seemed to have enjoyed. The bed started to break loose from the screws that kept it in place. All the beds in Fairy Hill were screwed into the floor to keep them from scraping the wooden surface when the owners were performing for their employer. Gray was fucking Erza hard enough for the bed to start shaking and smacking into the wall. Lucy didn’t mind it at all since Erza was one of the women that helped run the place. But she was going to have to pay for the damages done to her bed; since it was fairly new. Gray forced Lucy’s head down next to Erza’s butt to keep her in place. Lucy was lost until she watched the magnificent cock pull out of the hole and into her mouth. The taste of Erza’s ass was all over his cock and Lucy truly didn’t mind. It was a new experience for her as she sucked on his cock to get it nice and wet. Erza was blushing as she peeked over to watch Lucy suck her nether-juices off of his dick. She felt totally embarrassed since nobody but Jellal ever licked her ass clean. Erza bit her lip when she felt his cock enter her butt again to continue where he left off. Lucy was drooling as her head was kept down next to Erza’s ass. He would alternate between Erza’s ass and Lucy’s mouth to keep them both entertained. Lucy was getting use to this routine since he kept shoving his naughty cock down her mouth when he pulled out of her friend’s ass. The taste became something to be desired now that she grew accustomed to it. Lucy would eventually stroke and squeeze his balls while he fucked her mouth like the naughty girl she became. Her white kitty tail swayed around in the air due to her hips shaking from pure happiness. Gray felt the urge to cum suddenly appear. It was because Lucy kept sucking on the tip of his cock extra hard. He knew that she wanted to taste his manly seed since she would extend her tongue out when it was her turn to receive his penis. Gray popped his cock into Erza’s ass one last time before the urge to climax arrived. He returned to his previous speed when thrusting into the large ass in his view. Erza was drooling on the pillow that she pulled in to use. Her ass was clapping against his lower body each time he clashed into her with his various techniques. “M-My ass! I can feel it...I can feel the heat entering my body! G-Gray! C-Cum in my butt! I want you to fill my naughty ass with your amazing hot cum!” Erza said while trying to brace herself for the final climax. Lucy opened her mouth to accept his cock for one last suck before the tasty treat was released. “GAK! GAK ! GAK! GAK!” the slutty sounds coming from her mouth was only increasing his urge to bust a nut. Gray pulled his dick out of Lucy’s mouth so that he could ram it back inside Erza for one last pump. Erza let out a powerful moan of pleasure when she felt the hot cream force it’s way inside her ass. He just kept releasing shot after shot after shot which easily filled her up. There was so much cum coming out of her butt that it started to leak out from the sides while his dick was still locked inside. Gray eventually pulled his penis out so that Lucy could have her way with it. The curious blonde opened her mouth and accepted the meaty dick to suckle on while squeezing his sack. Gray winced and groaned as she sucked on it as hard as possible. All the cum that was stored inside his dick was suckled out from her powerful mouth. He eventually felt her mouth loosen from his dick as cum trailed down her lip. Lucy licked it off as she stared up at the man. “Delicious.” she said to him. Lucy had playfully pushed Gray over to the side so that she could get behind her friend. Erza was breathing heavily to cool herself down, but that didn’t last too long. Lucy was licking the cum off of her anus since so much of it kept spilling out. She then placed her lips around the little hole and started sucking the cream out as if it was a playful snack. She slid her tongue inside to help loosen the anus so that more of the cum could enter her mouth. Erza nearly passed out because of how amazing it felt to have her friend eat her out while there was so much cum still stored inside. “L-Lucy?” Erza said with a lustful moan. “That feels amazing. D-Don’t stop until you get every...every last drop out.” “It’s tasty.” Lucy said as she pulled her tongue out of her friend’s butt. She loved how cute the hole looked when she was that close to it. Gray was quick to get behind Lucy to give her what Erza received moments ago. Lucy let out a muffled moan through Erza’s ass when she felt Gray’s cock slide into her butt. “M-Mm!” Gray smirked as he slowly slid his thick dick through the white bikini hole where Lucy’s anus was located. He started to thrust into the woman’s butt with a slow pace. It was tighter than Erza’s ass so he had to take proper time with this one. “It’s your turn.” Gray said to Lucy. “Y-Yes! Fuck my ass!” Lucy said while fingering Erza’s pussy with her tongue still lapping the cum out of the hidden hole. Part of Lucy was still wondering why she went with this lifestyle so easily. It was odd for her to become this erotic in such a short time. But she then thought about all the times she fooled around with Natsu when they went on quests together. Lucy was always a naughty girl, but she was now able to express it with her friends while making money from it. “G-Gray...fuck me...harder.” she said while kissing Erza’s cute ass. “Don’t show her...any mercy. Fuck her ass like you do mine!” Erza butted in. Gray smiled as he gave Lucy’s ass a powerful slap. “Fine. Prepare yourself!” One long hour had passed since Gray fucked Lucy in the ass. The women were laying on the bed with cum leaking out of their asses. He was sitting on the bed with his cock being kissed and stroked by both of them. It was admirable for them to keep up with him through out the night. He knew that they were going to grow weary very soon, but he still had cum to give. Levy popped into his mind. He would pay a visit to her after he was done fucking them. Gray suggested that they took a shower to wash off the filth they made with their bodies. They were covered in sweat and cum after all the naughty fun they had together. Lucy was the first one to hop out of the bed to open the bathroom door. She was fill of pip with her breasts jiggling around from the slightest movements. “Come on!” Lucy beckoned them. They were now in the shower together; naked. Lucy was kissing Gray on the lips while she stroked his cock. Erza was behind Gray with her large breasts pressing against his chest. She was holding him for warmth like any lover would. The water and soap was washing the dirty sweat off of their bodies to give them a more healthy shine. Gray however wasn’t exactly done fucking them. He eventually moved Lucy down to her knees so that she was facing his throbbing cock. Erza was pulled to his side to receive his kisses. He pulled his hands up to take hold of her large breasts to squeeze and tug. Lucy knew what to do when placed so close to his wonderful dick. She opened her mouth and accepted the clean penis in to suck on. The woman was happy to do this while taking a shower. They were still so dirty, yet getting clean at the same time. It was a happy occasion. Lucy recalled the compliment that Gray gave her earlier. She had a sexier body than Juvia. Lucy believed that Juvia was far sexier than her, but this was Gray’s opinion. The beautiful woman pulled his penis out of her mouth so that she could wrap her breasts around it. She started to stroke and rub his dick with her magnificent boobs that were still a little soapy. Lucy kept this up until she saw the reaction she wanted from him. He was closing his eyes as he kissed Erza. Gray was getting into the vibe of having his dick pleasured by Lucy’s large breasts. Erza was quick to pull Lucy away from Gray’s cock so that she could shove her face into her red-shaved bush below. Lucy was tasked to lick her pussy clean since she was down there. Erza was the superior in this group since she helped organize this little event. Lucy happily licked the pink folds of her friend’s pussy since there was still cum leaking out. She was jerking Gray off with her hand while pleasuring her friend with her tongue. Gray pulled Erza in a little closer so that he could slide his tongue down Erza’s mouth. They were really getting into it now. Erza was finding it difficult to stand up straight when getting so much attention. She ended up dropping down to Lucy’s side to help her pleasure Gray’s amazing cock that still had so much cum to give. Gray decided to turn the water off so that they could suck on him as much as they wanted without getting splashed on the face with soapy water. Gray had a hand on each of their head to control whomever he wanted to deep-throat his cock. Erza was currently pressed into his crotch as his dick wiggled down into her throat. She would tap his thigh when it was time for her to break away for air. Lucy couldn’t hold his dick in her mouth like Erza could, but when she struggled it felt so much better. Lucy kept coughing and gagging into his dick which felt amazing for him. The male pulled back and shot another load all over their faces. They were upset that he got their hair and face dirty with his cum again. But that was easily removed with a brief moment of laughter. Erza and Lucy were happy to lick his cum off of his dick and from each other. It was a lovely night together; that was what Lucy believed. Erza decided to spend the night with Lucy since she did damage her room quite a bit. It was only right that she would help tidy and clean the place when they woke up in the morning. Gray had another person to attend to since he still had a few hours to burn before leaving the dormitory. Gray walked out of the room after helping the women into the large bed. He was still naked, still horny, still hungry for more sex. Levy ended up receiving nearly ten loads of his cum when he entered her room moments later. He fucked her doggy-style, missionary, reverse-cowgirl, held her up against the wall and fucked her throat while she was upside down on the bed. Levy was left with loads of cum covering her naked body upon the large bed. Gray wasn’t exactly done with her since he still had another two hours to use. Levy...was ready. -End Note: Next few Chapters will be different girl POV. Mirajane next.

Chapter 4 - Mirajane x Gildart

It was early in the morning when Mirajane Strauss was working at the front desk within the dorm for the secret service. She was going through all the files for the past week while biting down on an already chewed pencil. The young woman leaned back into her uncomfortable chair to stretch her body out. She had been sitting there for too long and wanted to do something else than stare at the papers. Mirajane smiled as she lifted up the report about Lucy Heartfilia. Lucy’s cute picture was placed next to the documents with a list of the men she dominated since moving in. Heartfilia neatly slid the papers into the folder before opening the cabinet to her side. It was full with special papers that involved all the girls here in the Fairy Hill Secret Service, including Mirajane herself. She gently tucked the documents together before closing the cabinet’s drawer. That’s a rap! Mirajane jumped out of the chair to reach for her broom. She really wanted to sweep the front lobby since the guy’s kept bringing in dirt. Just like the Fairy Tail Guild Hall, Mirajane wanted it to be nicely swept and clean. But the members of her guild weren’t the type to keep it that way for too long. Some time had passed since she started cleaning up the lobby. It was already looking rather neat and clean due to her special experience working. The door she was cleaning next too was locked with questionable sounds coming from it. The walls are filled with soundproof material to keep the tenants happy and free; but Mirajane was able to hear the couple going at it like horny monkeys during the full moon. She was beginning to feel hot from just hearing her friend’s erotic shaky voice escape through the door frame. Mirajane was wearing a simple white skirt that reached just above her knees. They were slowly moving up so that her long slender fingers could gently press against the wetness of her panties. It’s been a couple of days since she had a nice long cock to play with. Everyone was getting booked for the role but not her. Mirajane knew they were all intimidated because of her desirable hunger for cum. She couldn’t help herself. On the outside, she looked meek and fragile for a nice and tender fuck; but when she let the demon out, she quickly turned into a vile erotic beast that fucked the hell out of her opponent until they were crawling away with no energy left in their legs to walk like a normal person. This was probably the best reason she could think of for not getting much gigs; unlike Erza, Levy and Lucy. The young beautiful woman was resting against the door with her legs parted open. She was gently stroking her pussy from the outside of her white panties that were already damp from being overly excited. Mirajane knew that the girl inside was getting fucked in the face because the man’s grunts were more noticeable than hers. The sound of sloppy gurgles coming from the room helped Mirajane reach the next point of her self-stimulation. She couldn’t help but pop one of her breasts out to squeeze roughly while shoving her fingers inside her wet pussy. This was only causing her cravings to grow stronger, not fix it. Mirajane stopped when she heard the people in the room move around. They must have known someone was outside listening. By the time they opened the door, Mirajane was on the other end of the hallway with the worn broom in her hands. She was pretending to sweep as if she knew nothing went on between them. They closed the door and returned to their naughty fun while the white haired beauty was still unfulfilled. Little droplets of her pussy juice could be seen sliding down her legs. She was dripping. Mirajane decided to return to the front desk. She was surprised to find a tall male standing beside the desk with his massive back facing her. The young woman thought it was her younger brother at first, but was surprised to discover that it was none other than Gildart Clive, the 5th Guild Master. He turned to face the woman with no recollection of whom she was. “Hey, what is this place?” he asked with his arms crossed in front of his manly pectoral muscles. The right arm had some bandages wrapped around it while the left arm was fully encased in an armored gauntlet. Mirajane noticed that his left leg was also very still from how he was standing. She gave the male a smile while walking around to the desk. “It’s good to see you, Gildart. If you don’t remember, I’m Mirajane Strauss! Part of the Fairy Tail guild!” she said while sitting behind the desk to get more comfortable, and to hide her wet legs from her previous actions. Gildart looked around to notice the halls were empty. “Right. I’m sorry. I’m usually bad with my surroundings so I need to familiarize myself with everything every so often.” he said to the beautiful girl. She smiled. “It’s quite alright!” Mirajane noticed the large hole behind him. He must have used his ‘Crush’ ability to walk through instead of using a door like usual. “I’m afraid I’ll have to charge you for repairs.” Gildart nodded. “I’m use to that.” Mirajane smiled as she opened up her book. “This is Fairy Tail Secret Service! A place where men and women can come and relax from their weary travels!” she said with a playful wink. “Secret Service? Hmm. Interesting. What kind of ‘Services’ does this place have? I’m rather curious to stumble upon it.” he said while taking a seat in one of the chairs set for guests. Mirajane playfully opened her top to reveal her youthful breasts, “A place where we can have fun for a sum of cash.” The male blushed a little before looking away. “A brothel?” She nodded a little before fixing her top. “Y-Yes, in a way. But we’re a little more professional than that.” Gildart leaned into the comfortable chair to crack his back. “Alright. I think I could use that kind of stress-relief.” She pulled out a little book to write his name in for this day. “Excellent! Do you have a girl in mind to keep you company for the next 9-hours?” “9 Hours?!” he smirked. “Now that’s what I’m talking about.” Gildart looked at the pictures on the wall behind Mirajane. They were all beautiful and young, much like Mirajane. The red head was the one that caught his eye. “How about her? Is she available?” Mirajane looked behind her to find Erza in the picture. “I-I’m sorry. But she’s currently unavailable for the next couple of hours. But…” Mirajane was still feeling rather horny from earlier. “I could take care of you.” she said while gently rubbing the damp panties below the desk. Gildart looked at the woman in front of him. He knew she was in the mood for some fun because of the scent that she was giving off. He’d been with many women before her, so he knew when they were ready to go for some action. Gildart stood up to reveal a bulge in his pants. This caught Mirajane’s interest. “Alright. Let’s get going.” he said to her. Mirajane nearly jumped out of the chair to meet up with him. He was incredibly tall and rather dashing for a man in his mid-40’s. She took him by the hand and made off with him to her bedroom that was down the hall. The other reason she took control was that she didn’t want him to destroy another wall when trying to enter a new area. She was going to make sure that he walked in by using the door like a normal person. Mirajane entered the room with him following after her. He tossed off his large black cloak to reveal his muscular figure. This was causing the woman to feel heated and ready to go. She going to remove her panties but he stopped her. Gildart Clive wanted her to leave her clothes on for the beginning. He loved it when the women’s clothing was ripped off by his own hands. She was tossed to the bed with little strength before he undid his pants to reveal his long hard cock. It had wrinkles near the base which showed it’s age, but the size and girth was what made up for it. Mirajane’s legs parted to show how wet and ready she was for him. Gildart kicked off his pants and removed his black shirt so that he was fully naked. The metallic arm and leg were left on so that he could function normally. Mirajane stopped herself from gasping aloud when she witnessed the scars on his body. He went through so much in his past; no wonder he wanted to blow off some steam. She held out her hands to take him in, but he went somewhere else first. Mirajane’s face went red when the male shoved his face into her wet panties to kiss and lick it. This was causing the pleasurable waves to spark her internal engine. She couldn’t help but wrap her legs around the man’s neck to keep him locked down there. She wanted to feel his tongue against her panties for as long as she could; but the true endgame was to have him fill her body with his delicious cum that she craved. Mirajane’s face was full red when she felt the man’s strong hands take hold of her panties from the sides. He easily tugged them right off and threw them to the wall where they stayed in place. The wetness caused the wet panties to get stuck to the wall which was rather embarrassing for her to witness. That feeling only lasted for a couple of seconds when his tongue entered her pink pussy that was drenched with the overflowing juices from earlier. She was letting out these cute muffled moans when having her pussy eaten by one of the former guild masters. Mirajane Strauss winced a little when she felt a finger slide into her anus. It wasn’t often that a man wanted to do something down there. She had little to no experience with anal when compared to Levy and Lucy. Mirajane didn’t know what to say when she felt his finger slide in and out of the tight warm hole between her cheeks. She decided to just focus on the tongue that kept lapping up the sweet juices that were buried deep inside her crotch. The wet sounds coming from her groin were making her feel like a school girl again. She would often bite down on her fist while he continued to lick her good. He knew exactly how she wanted to be eaten. Gildart was very experienced when it came to pleasing women after all. Ever since he lost his wife 18 years ago, he’d been with numerous women to get through the pain by using lust as a scapegoat. “T-That feels divine!” she said when he shoved his tongue as deep as it could inside her quivering pussy. “H-How did you l-learn how to do this?!” she sounded as though she was out of breath when speaking to him. Gildart slowly removed his tongue from her tasty snatch. He licked his lips with a youthful smirk appearing on his face. “Experience. I’m very experienced in this field. As you will find out in a moment.” he stood up from the bed so that he could drag her to the edge. Her long soft legs dangled off the side of the mattress with his hard hot cock smacking into the lips below. Mirajane’s eyes widened when she felt the stiff dick touch her sensitive pussy. It was time. She slowly sat up to watch him insert the tip first. “That...feels good…” she said as he slid more inside. “S-So good.” The male slid half of his cock inside of her body to see how well she could handle it. “Alright, let’s start with much first!” he said before moving his hips into her. The young woman was already moaning because of how great it felt to have an experienced dick inside of her body. She was reaching around to grab anything to hold onto. The pillow was the only thing that she could reach as her pussy was fucked with passion fueling him. She looked into the man’s eyes to see how focused he truly was in the moment. The tight sensation of having his long hard cock push it’s way inside her pink constricting tunnel caused her body to spasm. Gildart had to keep her legs down because of how wild they tried to spasm out of control. It took a couple of seconds for Mirajane to grow accustom to his amazing size as it continued to move in and out of her pussy with ease. He was beginning to push a little more of his cock inside to increase the pleasure for the both of them. Gildart wanted to bust inside of her already, but it was too soon from what he thought. He took a deep breath and focused his thoughts to be wiped clean. This allowed his dick to stay hard but the urge to cum to wither away. Mirajane was moaning a little louder when she felt his hips move faster than before. He was really getting into the action since he shoved his dick inside in the beginning. But Gildart couldn’t contain himself any longer. She looked so innocent and sexy with her clothing still on. He pulled her white shirt up to reveal her perky large breasts that bounced with his rhythm. This caused his cock to explode with an insane amount of cum to flow into her body. Mirajane’s back began to arch as she accepted his manly seed inside. It was great to feel the overflow of cum again. She thought that he was going to stop right there and pull out, but he didn’t. Gildart was still plenty hard and willing to continue the fuck with his cock moving in and out of her cum-filled pussy. She was wincing from both pleasure and pain due to him ramming more of his long cock inside her stretched hole. The overflowing sensation was beginning to stimulate another part of her body. She wanted more! Mirajane’s aura began to change which Gildart took notice of rather easily. She was grinning as his cock continued to drill into her pussy with cum spilling out. Gildart Clive wasn’t done with her at all. He got on top of her sexy body to kiss her on the lips. She reciprocated by doing the same thing, but being the first one to slide her tongue into his mouth. This was the fiery passion that she was yearning for all this time! The bed started to squeak and move because of how hard he was giving it to her now. This was because he hadn’t been with a sexy woman in quite some time, so he’d been rather pent up. He knew that a waterfall of cum would happen once he pulled his dick out of her. That wasn’t going to happen, not just yet! He pulled back from her kiss for a moment to bring her legs up. She was rather flexible to have them rest over his shoulders as his dick continued drill inside her cum-filled pussy. Mirajane was ecstatic to have her body experience something like this! The other guys she’d be with would need a break to recover, but not Gildart! He was fucking her as if he never came at all! This showed how hungry he was to release his pent up urges with her body. Mirajane locked her hands with his while going back to kiss him roughly. The couple ended up having sex numerous times on the bed and on her favorite desk. She was bent over and roughly fucked with hand imprints left on her white cheeks. She was told to leave her skirt on because it was one of his kinks. Mirajane was sitting on the desk with her legs spread wide open. Cum was leaking out of her, so much cum. He must have came a couple of liters into her body with more still dripping from the tip of his cock. Mirajane knew that she couldn’t keep up with him, not in this form. That’s why she decided to use her Satan Soul to transform. Gildart Clive heard stories of her youthful form that rivaled other S-Class Mages; so seeing it in action was a treat. She was standing there with large demonic bat-wings sprouting out of her back. Her beautiful white hair was defying gravity as it aimed up toward the ceiling. She had a sexy tight red outfit with her tits nearly popping out. The woman licked her lips as she stared at the delicious looking cock that had yet to be in her mouth. Cum could be seen going down her legs even with the clothing trying to keep it locked inside. Mirajane took hold of his dick and roughly shoved it into her mouth to suck on. Gildart just stood there and took it. He was interested to see what this form could do when using it for this kind of purpose. “That’s right, suck it. Suck it as hard as you can. Show me what you’re capable of, Mirajane Strauss, the Demon.” he said as she began to force it down her throat to suck on as roughly as possible. “GYAK! GYAK! GYAK! GYAK!” the beautiful woman was downing his penis so elegantly that cum nor drool could be seen leaking out of her mouth. She kept turning her head slightly when she went towards his crotch to give it a spin-vibe for his penis. The woman took hold of his balls with her large demonic gauntlets. She gripped them roughly to tug on and squeeze, but Gildart didn’t show any kind of emotion. He smiled as she placed his hands around her head to take control of the situation. “You’re good, but let’s try this!” he rammed his dick down her throat to where she instantly started to gag and gasp for air. Mirajane thought she was the one in control, but no, it wasn’t that simple. He started to ram his cock into her mouth to where spit bubbles began forming. The sloppy sounds of saliva churning within her mouth made it seem more exotic than it actually was. He just kept pumping his dick into her mouth and down her throat until she couldn’t take it any longer. The female was released so that she could catch her breath. “W-What?!” she turned to face him but was greeted with something white and hot that blinded her. He was cumming all over her face with thick loads of his freshly produced semen. Mirajane kept her eyes closed while slowly extending her tongue out to catch the streams. She happily swallowed the couple of shots that made it into her mouth; while the rest went into her hair and all over face. Mirajane felt her body being lifted up from the floor and was forced over the desk again. She wiped some of the cum off of her face so that she could regain her sight. “I-I’m suppose to be the one c-calling the shots here!” she couldn’t understand why she felt so helpless and weak, even when in her Satan Soul form. Gildart took hold of her dragon-like tail to keep her bound over the desk. He reached over to grip the red tight clothing that was parting her cheeks and easily ripped it off. This allowed her bubble butt to jiggle around which excited his dick. It was nice and wet with her special saliva covering it. “Time for some fun with that dirty hole.” he said before parting her cheeks to press the tip against her anus. “W-Wait!” Mirajane gripped the desk with her powerful claws digging into the wooden frame. She could feel her anus being stretched open by his powerful dick that continued to shove it’s way inside. She couldn’t help but feel utterly helpless and weak when it came to him being in total control. The woman was letting out loud naughty moans that broke through the sound-proof walls. Her neighbors were able to her moan and scream in delight as her ass was fucked roughly by their former guild master, Gildart Clive. “Nice and easy there! Look at that ass! It’s bouncing along with my every moment! You love having your ass fucked, don’t you?! Ha ha! Just look at that ass jiggle when sucking in my dick!” Gildart’s words was causing Mirajane to overflow. She was cumming all over the floor with a clear puddle pooling beneath her feet. “Made a mess? I guess I’ll need to punish you after this one!” he said before giving her bubble butt a powerful spank. “A-Ah!” She winced as he kept ramming his lovely dick inside her tight anus. She wanted more! She loved how hard he was giving it to her without showing any kind of signs of stopping. The best part was that it hadn’t even been an hour yet since they entered the room together. “K-Keep fucking my ass! I’ve been a very...very bad girl! I need to be punished!” Gildart smirked as he reached over to grab her by the hair. He pulled her toward his naked body with his dick still burrowing deep inside her tight ass. “Been a bad girl huh? I guess you do deserve to be punished. Well, as your former Guild Master….I can do just that!” he kept thrusting into her ass while holding her by the hair to hear her moan up close and personal. “Y-YES! F-FUCK ME HARDER! FUCK ME AS H-HARD AS YOU CAN!” she cried out with a smile forming with her lips. He kept fucking her ass until the sensation became rather overwhelming. Gildart released another powerful liter of cum inside her ass before tossing her back to the bed where she seemed to have yearned to continue their fun on. Gildart was showing signs of fatigue, but his was very different when compared to the other members of the guild. Only one sweat bead was shown appearing on the side of his powerful pectoral muscles. He smirked as he brought his hand up to get her attention. “I’ve only used about 15% of my stamina and energy. I’m going to make good use of your body for the next 8 hours.” he said before climbing onto the bed where she was waiting for him. Mirajane pushed him down so that his amazing cock was sticking up into the air. Her wings expanded as far as they could as she wrapped her amazing breasts around his dirt dick. The scent of her ass was near the tip which enticed her lust to increase for the next bold move. She placed her lips around the helm of his penis to lick it clean while groping her breasts on the sides to squeeze around it. Gildart was resting on the bed as she continued to lick and suck his dick while also giving him a tit-job.  This was an amazing experience for him since she was sucking him a little harder than earlier. She must have been really cum hungry because she was sliding more of his throbbing penis inside to please. Gildart couldn’t help but place his armored hand against the back of her head to force her down all the way. She was forced to suck on his ass-flavored cock while massaging his balls. She couldn’t break away from this because of how strong his hand was against the back of her beautiful head. A couple of the girls from within the dormitory had left their rooms to check on their friend, Mirajane. They didn’t knock on the door because they knew what was going on in there. Lucy was the main girl of the group to stand next to the door to hear the gawking sounds of Mirajane getting her mouth stuffed full of penis. She smiled a little as she reached for the door’s handle. Lucy wanted to have a peek but the door was locked. A darn shame! She pressed her ear against the wooden door to hear the naughty sounds of an intense blowjob happening on the other side. This was making her and the other women in the hallway feel hot and ready for some fun. Some of them had guys waiting for them in the rooms, the others didn’t. That’s why they chose to return in one room and have a pleasurable lesbian orgy for fun. Lucy, was in that group. She returned to one of the women’s room to start her fun while Mirajane had hers. The beautiful white-haired voluptuous vixen was now on top of the man that paid for her services. She had her bountiful bubble butt bounce on his cock while she faced away. She was a little disappointed that he was able to dominate her in this form, when all the other men feared and coward to her dominate prowess. The experienced woman turned around to look at him, whom was staring directly at her ass as it continued to bounce on his groin. The sticky substances from their sweat and cum turned into thick strands that connected their flesh together. It was beginning to get hot in the small room as she kept bouncing her booty upon him. The wonderful sounds of her ass clapping into his body was causing her to feel even more aroused. She knew she needed to finish this quick if she wanted to take charge. But Gildart was still hungry for more of her special service. He wasn’t going to let up any time soon, something in which Mirajane knew nothing about. “G-GETTING READY TO EXPLODE?! HUH?! HOW DOES IT FEEL TO HAVE YOUR COCK SUCKED INTO MY WONDERFULLY TIGHT PUSSY?!” she was trying to egg him into cumming into her yet again, but he was very resilient. She placed her hands on her knees to get in a better position. This allowed her ass to slam into his lap harder than before to really ram his dick up inside her vaginal tunnel that was extremely wet from over saturation of pleasure. “COME ONE! CUM FOR ME! CUM FOR ME!!” Gildart lifted the beautiful girl off of his lap and slammed her face-down into the messy bed. He had one hand on the back of her head to keep her still while her wings flapped around to break her free from his powerful hold. “MY TURN!” The powerful individual pulled his long hung dick out of her wet pussy so that he could reinsert it into her tight hole that was hidden between her lovely cheeks. It went in easier this time when compared to the first anal fuck earlier that day. A couple of hours have already passed since they started their little naughty fun, and Gildart was just getting into it. Especially when he had a firm grip around her neck with both hands while fucking her ass aggressively! “DO YOU LIKE IT?! HUH?! DO YOU LIKE YOUR ASS FUCKED LIKE THIS BY SOMEONE EVEN STRONGER THAN YOU?!” “Y-YES! F-FUCK MY ASS! FUCK MY ASS! I-I DESERVE TO BE PUNISHED!” Mirajane had succumbed to his lustful desires. She couldn’t beat him in strength; not when he was superior in this field. Mirajane loved how his dick would change directions each time he penetrated her tight hole. The roughness of his older dick would grind into different parts of her ass which sent her into a lustful frenzy. She was at the point where her tongue would extend out as she panted for air. “GOOD! LOOK AT YOU! LOOK AT THE WAY YOU ARE NOW! TOTALLY UNDER MY CONTROL!” he said while ramming his dick as hard as he could inside her slender body. He released one hand from her neck so that he could reach down to stroke her overly-sensitive clit that was extremely wet. This caused her body to spasm out of control with her lovely hot cum splashing out of her womanhood. “LOOK AT ALL THAT! YOU JUST CAME ALL OVER YOUR SHEETS!” he said while giving her bubble butt one hard slap. It jiggled in place as he kept ramming his dick in and out of her dirty hole. Mirajane was still panting like a dog while getting roughly fucked in the ass. She loved being defiled like this by someone even greater than herself; while in her Satan Soul form. Her rough claws dug into the bed as she held on as tight as possible. There was no more pain when getting it in the ass, not anymore. It was replaced by a wonderful sensation that rivaled her pussy getting fucked. “C-CUM IN ME! I WANT TO FEEL YOUR HOT LIQUID POUR INTO MY ASS! S-SO DO IT NOW! I CAN’T WAIT ANY LONGER!” Gildart released her neck so that he could lift her lower body up a little more. This allowed him to really dig deep with his cock which was still burrowed inside her anus. Now that her lower body was lifted up higher, he could really start the actual fuck that would blow her insides out. Mirajane was panting even faster with sweat sliding down her body. She was beginning to feel real hot, hotter than before as he kept punishing her ass with his amazing dick. There was so much going on in her mind that she nearly passed out from overheating. But that would mean defeat, and she wasn’t going to let him win this; even though he was damn near close! A couple of minutes have passed since he first inserted his dick into her ass for some doggy-style fun. Gildart had managed to implode his dick with a massive amount of cum that kept spilling out of her when he pulled out. He watched in amazement as the white thick liquid continued to come out of her gaping hole that quivered to close, but remained open. Gildart started to stroke his dick as she tried to move. He quickly grabbed Mirajane’s leg and pulled her back toward him. “Oh, no honey. We’re just getting started. My dick is going to break you good.” Gildart said when forcing her head down his crotch; his cock easily sliding down her throat for her to suck on. “That’s a good girl! Keep sucking for your old Guild Master! Mm!” he gave her beautiful butt a slap to watch it jiggle while she sucked him off. “I think I’ll be stopping by again next time. Just for you.” he said while keeping her head down into his crotch. Gildart continued to fuck Mirajane until the late evening. Her bed was covered in their sweat and cum when he was done with her. Gildart ended up using his ‘Crush’ ability to walk out of her room. The loud sound caused the others to take notice and come out to witness the destruction that he left behind. They were in awe as Mirajane was unconscious with cum spilling out of her holes. Lucy and Levy were thinking the same thing as they examined their naked friend on the bed. “This lucky slut.”

Chapter 4 - Side Chapter Natsu x Levy

It was late in the night when Levy had snuck out of bed. It was a wonderful night with Gajeel and Lucy. They experimented quite a bit of positions to find the right stuff to climax too. But Levy had a side quest in mind that involved Lucy’s lover, Natsu. He had came over earlier that day to discuss his love making with Lucy. He believed that he wasn’t satisfying her enough since she was always cranky and upset when in his presence. Levy believed that it was her duty to help her friends out so that they stayed together. Even if it meant she went behind Lucy’s back to try out Natsu’s amazingly size cock. The image of it popping out of his pants earlier at the front door was buried in her mind. Even when she was getting fucked by her lover, Gajeel, she imagined sucking on it. Levy thought it was a little funny that she didn’t try to give it a kiss when he first whipped it out for her to see.                The urge to reach out and grab his cock was tempting, but she held back. Now, at the entrance of his door, she was ready to continue what she started earlier that day. Natsu opened the door with a big smile on his face to see her. Levy entered his home to see that Happy was no where in sight. That was a good thing since they were going to be having sex after she gave him a few pointers to help out in bed. This was to help Lucy be satisfied by Natsu in bed. Levy was wearing a cute orange outfit with a matching skirt on. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail which seemed to have hit some points with Natsu. He was already trying to remove his shirt, but she stopped him. The young woman gently guided him over to the comfortable chair to sit down. She had placed her hands on his legs as she leaned in closer to reveal her cleavage.                “Natsu, you can’t just rush into things. You have to build up to it. Now, what do you think Lucy would have done if you did that just now?” Levy asked him, face to face.                “Last time I did that, she sighed and went to the room. What did I do wrong?” Natsu asked.                “Well, to be honest. Nothing. Any other person, including Lucy, would have easily took that as the initiative to jump in. But she might be different when it comes to you. You two are so close, so it’s probably awkward to jump straight into the love making. How long has this kind of thing been going on with you two?” Levy asked as she swayed her hips very gently.                “Well, about a couple of times now. We’ve…done it maybe twice now? The first time was pretty amazing, but I soon fell asleep after it. The second time was during the day and she just jumped on me. I was caught off guard so she was thrown to the couch. Was she trying to attack me?” Natsu said with a confused look.                “You’re so dumb, yet so adorable. No, she was just trying to make love with you. Clearly she was hot and ready when she jumped you. But you didn’t catch that signal and immediately thought she tried to spar with you. Seriously, Natsu. Now, why don’t you whip out your nice cock for me to see again?” Levy said as she turned around to lift her orange skirt up a bit to reveal formation of her perfect petite ass.                “O-Okay.” Natsu was already unbuttoning the front of his pants to release the large hard cock for her to witness.                “There it is. That’s the special boy I wanted to see tonight!”                “Is it a good size? I thought maybe Lucy didn’t like the way it looked?” said Natsu.                “Trust me, Natsu. She would be happy to have this deep inside her. I know I would.” Levy said as she carefully trailed her fingers up and down the shaft.                “Yeah?”                “Oh yes, Natsu. That’s why I accepted your request in helping you. I’m going to teach you how to please your woman. So that Lucy will faint from pure happiness.” she said before taking the cock into her hands.                “What’s first?” Natsu asked with a light blush appearing.                “Let me show you what it’s going to feel like when Lucy licks it a little.”                Levy lowered her head so that her hot breath was hitting the base of his dick. Natsu was watching very carefully so that he could learn anything from this ordeal. The main thing that he wanted was to surpass his lack of knowledge in this area. If Levy could show him how to please Lucy, then tonight would be worth it. Before Levy was able to put his cock into her mouth, he stopped her by gently catching her blue hair in his hand.                “W-What’s wrong?” She asked him with a blush appearing on her face.                “Is this…wrong?” Natsu said to the girl.                “Why do you ask that now?” Levy asked.                “Because…my heart is telling me that this isn’t right. That I shouldn’t be doing this kind of thing without Lucy.”                “Under normal circumstances, yes. It is very wrong to do this behind Lucy’s back. But we’re best friends and she would want me to do this with you! It will help her in the long haul! Don’t you want Lucy to be happy?” Levy said before taking his cock back into her hand to rub very softly.                “I do, but I don’t want to hurt her.” he said.                “That’s the last thing I would ever want to do to Lucy. Believe me, Natsu. This will be great for all of us.” she said before taking his cock into her mouth to lick.                “W-Whoa!” Natsu buckled into the chair as the woman continued to lick and suck the head of his wet dick.                “Mm!” she let out during the slurping sounds.                The woman placed her hands along his powerful legs to support herself up a little. This allowed her head to go down further with his cock sliding into her throat. Natsu nearly nutted in that spot since she was so great at giving head. After all, she sucked Gajeel’s cock on a daily basis for her daily protein. Levy would wake up early in the morning to suck on Gajeel’s morning wood until he came into her mouth. Then at night before they went to bed, she would get on her knees to please her lover until he was satisfied. The muscles in her mouth and throat were on a great high tier that rivaled Cana.                Natsu was leaning against the comfortable chair with his cock still getting sucked on by the beautiful and very attractive, Levy. His heart was pounding rather quickly due to the unsure of their sexual activity together. He didn’t want to be harming Lucy in any kind of way, but Levy here was right about her words. They were doing this to make Lucy happy in the end. All Natsu wanted to do was make Lucy happy by any means necessary. So hopefully the next time she comes home, he would be able to please her the way she wanted to be. Levy was willing to offer her knowledge and skills in training him. Natsu was going to take advantage of her teachings and absorb everything that he could. Even if it was a new thing for him to get absorbed into.                The loud sounds of her slurping on his cock grew louder the faster she went. Levy was adamant about getting him to cum down her throat so that she could get a taste of what he was like. Gajeel was a powerful hose when it came to cumming. Levy was just curious as to how much he could produce in such a short time when provoked. Natsu was close to that breaking point since he placed his hands on the back of her head without really noticing. The woman loved feeling her head being shoved down lower into his crotch which allowed his cock to go deep down into her throat. Levy wiggled a little with her ass bouncing up and down. By the time she was allowed to come up for air, Natsu came. All of his hot white cum came splashing onto her face and tongue. The girl felt the goop collide against her cute features and hair. Natsu was afraid that he did something wrong since he made a mess on his friend.                “I-I I am so sorry Levy! I didn’t mean to do that!” Natsu said with his hands waving around in the air.                “That’s quite alright, Natsu! Though I preferred it in my mouth next time. I gotta say, you sure do cum a lot! So excited to see what else you’re capable of.” Levy said as she playfully placed the tip of her finger against her bottom lip to look seductive.                “W-We done?” Natsu said with a straight face.                “No! We’re just getting started! Here, why don’t I take the lead again?” Levy said as she slowly stood up.                The girl turned around so that her cute ass was visible to him when lifting her skirt up. She wiggled her booty a few times to allow the jiggle to take it’s affect on him. Natsu did reach out to touch it, but he immediately pulled back. This just meant that he wasn’t quite ready to go full in until provoked to the next level. Levy hopped onto the chair with her feet in between his legs and armrests. The girl squatted her ass down until the tip of his wet cock was pressing against her tender ticklish lips. She had turned back to look at the cute blushing face he was making. Levy gripped her gray panties and pulled them to the side so that the head of his cock would rubbing against her clit.                “Do you like that, Natsu?” Levy asked the bashful boy.                “It feels rather warm. Are you sick?” Natsu asked her.                “Thankfully you’re sexy to me too.” she said before dropping down.                Natsu’s eyes opened up when her wet tight pussy swallowed his cock up from that single drop of her waist. The girl placed her hands along the armrests to hold her up. She began to bounce her ass up and down on his hard cock to start the play. Natsu just watched as the girl continued to bounce her beautiful butt onto his swollen dick. He was rather curious as to why so much liquid kept spilling out of her body. Natsu thought it was sweat cause she was really giving it her all, but that wasn’t the case. Levy was just ignoring him now so that she could enjoy the ride while she could.                “Do you like…this?!” Levy asked as she continued to hop on his lap.                “It feels…really really good! L-Lucy tried this too!” he said while gripping her legs.                “She did?! Did she do a-anything differently?”                “She put my penis in her butt!” Natsu said with a innocent smile.                “That naughty girl. Guess you’re not shy in that department. I’ll have to try that one out next!”                “What?” Natsu said during her moans.                “O-Oh nothing!” Levy cried out as her pussy swallowed the rest of his cock into her since she landed roughly onto his lap.                “Nn!”                “You hurting?!” Levy asked him.                “N-No. That feeling is coming again…when I exploded on your face! I feel it again!” Natsu said as he held it back as much as he could.                “O-Oh! K-Keep it up! The l-longer you hold it…the better! I-I promise you that!” she said as she blushed madly from the sexual thrill of riding her friend’s hard sexy cock.                The erotic moans that the young girl was making had echoed throughout the living room area. They were lucky that the others that lived around the place weren’t at home. Most of them had gone off to do a high paying job. It was just the two of them, in a small area. They were able to scream out as loud as they could without waking up or disturbing anyone around them. It was the perfect place. The perfect place for a quick naughty fuck.                Levy nearly fell over to the side when his hot cum came spilling up into her tight pussy. Their juices had fused together the moment he released his load. The girl’s legs became rather shaky as she just sat on his lap with his hard hot cock being entombed inside. The girl was taking very slight yet heavy breaths to retain her sanity. Natsu was just sitting there with a smile plastered onto his face. He believed that he was starting to understand the feeling you get when making love. Except it would be a 100x better with Lucy. Since his heart is hers and hers alone. But at the moment, Lucy knew how to make his dick happy.                “Are you okay, Levy?” Natsu asked the tired out girl.                “Y-Yeah. Just let me…catch my breath for a moment.” Levy said very softly.                “Can I give it a try?”                “Give what a try?”                “I wanna try something on you next.” Natsu lifted her up while his cock was still buried inside her pussy.                “Ah!”                Natsu carried the girl over to the closest wall to pin her against it. She felt her legs being spread apart so that he could have her stand a little on her own. Now that they were set up just right, he began to thrust into her pussy with his swollen cock once again. It was the first time he was able to do anything tonight. Levy had already sucked his cock and bounced on his lap which felt totally amazing. Now it was his turn to give her a little treat before the night ended. But even after he fucks her against the wall, he wanted more. Something inside him had awoken. Like a sleeping dragon that desired to mate. Natsu moved his hands up her shirt so that he could cup a feel of her petite perky breasts. The girl let out a sexual moan as his cock continued to pound into her wet pussy. Droplets of her cum landed on the floor below. She couldn’t help but cry out in pure lust as her friend fucked her from behind. It was all going so well until he suddenly pulled his cock out of her pussy. Levy turned back to feel her ass being pulled back a bit. This was a position she was well familiar with since Gajeel loved it too.                “I’m going to put it in here now!” Natsu said as he easily slid his cock into her tight asshole.                “Ah!~” Levy let out a quick moan with saliva sliding down from her mouth.                “Does it hurt?” he asked while pounding into her butt already.                “I-It feels…s-so good…N-Natsu…” Levy said with her face being buried into the cool surface of the wall.                The girl placed her hands firmly against the wall to change her posture a little. This allowed her butt to stick out for him to have better access too. It helped since his cock was able to slide into her ass a little easier. The little pain that she felt in the very beginning had wore off. Now all they were able to feel was nothing but tight sexual pleasure. Natsu trailed his hands down her slender waist to get a better hold of her body. The sounds of her ass getting clapped by his lower muscular body echoed in the room. Natsu loved the way her ass looked when his cock went deep inside her butt so easily. There was no restrictions slowing him down from pleasing his teacher. Levy may have came over to help him out, but to be honest, he didn’t need much to learn. He knew how to please a girl, but was too shy to overcome that obstacle with Lucy. Lucy was someone very important too him, and the thought of making it awkward between them during sex was what he battled with each time. But not anymore. If he was able to make Levy nearly lose her mind to how great he fucked her ass; Lucy would be able to love it too.                “F-Faster!” cried Levy as she felt her legs going weak again.                “I-It’s so tight and good in here! I hope Lucy will like this too!” Natsu said as he kept pounding into her cute ass.                “SHE WILL LOVE IT NATSU! BELIEVE ME! THIS! THIS RIGHT HERE! THIS IS WHAT’S GOING TO FIX EVERYTHING!” Levy cried out with a large grin plastered on her blushing face.                Natsu’s grip on her waist grew tighter when he felt the strong sensation wrapping around his cock. Levy kept squeezing her walls around his member to slow his fast paced thrusts. It would help out at times, but in the end it worked more in his favor. He loved how tight it felt in this particular hole that he was fucking. The soft moans that Levy kept crying out was sending shivers down Natsu’s body. He recalled the first time he made Lucy cry out like this. At first, he believed that he was hurting Natsu so he held back. But now that he knew this was a sign of happiness and wanting for more, he would go all out. Levy felt her upper body press against the wall as his rapid thrust became more than she could handle. Gajeel had never gone to the next level with her. It’s possible that he held back on her petite body in fear of injuring her in some way. But Natsu didn’t have that sort of worry for Levy. She was lending her body for him to try out. A sexual toy in training is what he saw her at the moment.                “H-Harder!” Levy said between her heavy fast breathing.                “YES!” he let out with sweat sliding down his chest.                Each thrust he did was well calculated and a bit wild on her end. Levy couldn’t stop her legs from buckling because of how great it felt to get pounded in her ass again. She wasn’t in her best shape since she fucked with Lucy and Gajeel earlier that day. This was the reason why she was tired out after riding his cock on the chair. Now that he took over the experiment, her body had some time to gain some strength again. But it instantly disappeared once Natsu showed his true lustful side that she wanted from the beginning. Hearing him grunting and moaning from behind was such a turn on for her. The petite girl felt her body being lifted up from the floor again. Her legs were danging down with his hands holding her up by her armpits. He just kept thrusting up into her tight ass as fast as he could. Levy’s pussy juice was overflowing from her pink lips. She was embarrassed because it sounded like she was peeing on his floor, but he didn’t seem to mind at all. Once he was done with that move, he carried her over to the bedroom to finish the job. This was where Lucy would stay the night during some days. Levy was placed on the firm bed with her legs being spread open wide. Natsu climbed on top of her sexy body with his long cock danging between them.                “N-Natsu?” Levy was resting against the soft pillow as he began to kiss her exposed tits.                “Mm! Your body is so delicious. I could just eat you up, Levy.” said Natsu as he gripped his cock to guide it to her pussy.                “I-I don’t think you n-need anymore..t-training.” Levy said as she felt his powerful cock slide into her pussy.                “I still feel inexperienced! T-Thank you so much for c-coming over to train me! I really a-appreciate it, Levy!” Natsu said as he rammed his dick deep inside her pussy.                Natsu continued to suck on her cute breasts with his cock drilling deep inside her juicy pussy. The room was quite small when compared to the living room, so every sound they made could be heard all over. The wet sounds of her pussy being churned by his perfect cock echoed between her legs. The woman moved her hands down to feel his muscular strong back. She couldn’t believe that he had this much power when focused on pleasing the woman. The only thing that he needed to do next was eat her out, but that would probably best saved for the woman he loved. Everything else was so perfect that she could scream out his name in pleasure.                Levy felt the bed shake from the constant heavy thrusts he performed on her body. Natsu felt it as well which snapped him out of his sexual mode to please her. The sight of Lucy under him was what he was focusing on the most. He wanted to make her feel great, but it wasn’t the same without her. Levy wrapped her legs around his waist to try to get him to go faster, but he was already past the point of cumming. Having her do that with her legs made his cock go in as far as it could. Natsu winced as his hot cum came pouring into her pussy. A few seconds later, he rolled over to lay down beside his friend with cum still pouring out of his erect cock.                “That…was a-amazing.” Levy said as she took a deep breath to calm her heart down.                “D-Did I pass?” he said with his cock still shooting another load up into the air, landing down on his legs.                “With flying colors, Natsu. You Passed with flying colors.” Levy said as she crawled down to suck on his cock as a reward.                “I-I’m so happy. I can’t wait to try out my s-skills with Lucy later.” Natsu said with a bright smile.                “If you ever need help…don’t be a stranger. I’ll gladly help, Natsu.” Levy said as she continued to lick up his cum before sucking on it again to get every last drop out.

Chapter 3 - Lucy x Gajeel x Levy

A windy storm blew into the area as the rain began to pour heavily across the land. The rain was hitting the rooftops hard. Windows were forced open because of the sheer strength of the passing winds. None of this seemed to have bothered the three naked youngsters sitting in the bedroom. Levy and Lucy were sitting in the middle of the large bed that belonged to Gajeel. He was sitting against the wall as the two women made out with each other. Their naked bodies were pressed among each other while Gajeel watched. He was rather enjoying the beautiful sight before him while his cock was erect in the open. He would stroke it every so often to keep it nice and thick for them when it was his turn. Levy was the first one to initiate the lesbian sequence with her loving beautiful friend. She always admired Lucy’s supple juicy ass and large amazing breasts. Levy was gripping Lucy’s butt tightly to pull her in closer while they kissed each other. Every once in a while, Lucy would slip her tongue into Levy’s sweet mouth to play around. When she would pull away to catch her breath, a string of saliva would connect the two. Levy was smaller in size with her breasts being no where as big as Lucy’s. Lucy saw this as an advantage for her. The blonde had easily pushed her friend down onto the bed so that she could climb on top of her. Her large breasts were dangling over Levy’s lips to tease her with the size. Levy would stroke Lucy’s beautiful thighs while licking her nipples. Gajeel kept feeling his cock up; the thick pre-cum began to leak from the tip which brought him some sort of lubrication.                Lucy slowly crawled down Levy’s petite body until she reached her pussy. A light blue patch of hair was between her legs. Lucy thought it looked cute and fitting for her character. Without hesitation, Lucy stuck her tongue out to lick inside of Levy’s small pussy. Levy’s body arched already with her toes curling. Levy was a big fan with pussy eating. It was one of Gajeel’s fine points for initiating during their sexy naughty times together. Levy gently placed her hands on Lucy’s head to keep her down there. She didn’t want her to stop eating her pussy out since it felt so good. Lucy didn’t want to quit either. This was her first time doing something so perverted with someone of the same sex. She was just glad that it was with someone she loved dearly as her close friend. Lucy looked over with her eyes only to see Gajeel’s fat wet shiny dick. That was fueling her to finish her friend off quickly so that she could focus her mouth on his thick meat stick. But Levy wasn’t letting Lucy’s hair go until she was good and ready to release her sweet hot cum into her mouth. Lucy continued to lick the inside of her pink juiced pussy until one of her fingers slid into Levy’s tight butt. This action caught the young girl by surprise. Levy opened her legs up some more so that Lucy had more room to play with. Gajeel eagerly sat up to lean in for a better view of their naked bodies.                “Tastes good, doesn’t it?” Gajeel asked while he continued to stroke his dick between his legs.                “She’s so yummy! Is this what I taste like when you ate me out?” Lucy asked with a dark blush.                “You two taste different, but delicious altogether. Here, give me some.” Gajeel said as he leaned in closer to swap their tongues together.                “Mm.” Lucy felt his tongue wiggle against hers which made her pussy immediately.                “So damn delicious.” he said with a confident grin.                “K-Keep licking! L-Lucy! I-I’m so close!” Levy was breathing harder with her perky breasts jiggling a little.                “I got something for you baby. Take a mouthful while she drinks that nice pussy up.” said Gajeel as he crawled over to place the tip of his wet dick in her mouth.                “Mm?!” Levy felt his massive cock push deeper into her mouth to where the tip was hitting her throat.                “N-no fair! I wanna do that too!” Lucy said as she continued to kiss Levy’s sweet and innocent pussy.                “Pipe down! You’ll get your turn. Both of you will have to share this dick tonight!” Gajeel glared at Lucy with a menacing look.                “Y-Yes…Gajeel…” Lucy felt a little scared, but more turned on.                The thought of him pinning her to the wall and ramming his fat dick into her tight ass was replaying in her mind over and over. She wanted to be used as a little sex slut, because that’s what she was with him. Lucy was his sexual toy whenever he wanted to get his cock sucked and fucked. That’s how she saw this relationship between them now. Natsu may have Lucy’s heart, but Gajeel will always have her pussy and ass to use whenever he desired. The image of Gajeel fucking Lucy in her own home while Natsu slept was a perfect fantasy she wanted to happen. If things ended up getting too real, she could always just give her body to him. Or Natsu would join in and the two powerful men would dominate her body as they saw fit. This kind of thinking made Lucy more of the slut that she was starting to become. Levy had finally hit her mark when Lucy pushed her tongue in as far as she could. The tip wiggled around along the walls which triggered the young girl’s body to ejaculate her hot clear fluids. Lucy felt the sudden rush of hot juice filling her mouth which put her off a little. But the taste of it against her tongue easily changed her feelings for it. She started to drink up every last droplet that came out of Levy’s pussy.                “W-Why is this so…sweet!? I-I want more…but I also want his dick too?” Lucy continued to watch as Gajeel fucked Levy’s mouth.                “All in good time. She can’t handle deep throat, remember? Come over here and get ready to swap.” Gajeel ordered.                “Yes sir!” Lucy crawled over Levy’s naked body with her mouth opening wide.                Gajeel slowly pulled his long cock out of his lover’s mouth so that she could catch her breath. Levy loved how good it felt to feel the tip grind against her tongue before leaving. She gave it one last kiss before Lucy took it into her own mouth to suck on. Levy held Lucy’s naked body close to her own with her breasts resting on her face. Levy started to suck on one of the large breasts that was dangling down in front of her mouth. She loved how soft and squishy if felt between her lips. Something about having a sexual experience with her friend was rather strange, but so worth it. Gajeel noticed the way Levy was acting when it came to sharing his dick with Lucy. She wasn’t jealous or angry, rather glad she had someone to help take the load off of since he was able to shoot a lot. The man was on his knees while Lucy took in more of his dick than what Levy could. Lucy loved the way it entered her throat without any pain or stretching. It was as though her mouth was the perfect fit for his fat dick to take. The blond winced a little when Levy decided to bite down on her breast. A little pain was good, but this was something she wasn’t entirely use too since it came from another girl. But if it was going to lead to an amazing time with them, then she was all for it.                “Look at you sucking that dick. I must say, you’re really getting into the spirit of being our little slut.” Gajeel said as he gently petted her head.                “Mm!” Lucy tried to respond but her throat was full.                “G-Gajeel? W-What are you saying?” Levy was a little confused, but she didn’t want to interrupt him.                “Your sexy body belongs to Levy and I. Whenever we want a little touch…a taste…you come immediately. Understood?” Gajeel said.                “M-Mm!” Lucy tried to nod with saliva spilling out of her mouth from how much she was taking in.                “That’s a good girl! You see, Honey? We got ourselves a new little pet.” Gajeel said before he shoved his dick all the way down Lucy’s throat to take in.                “G-Gajeel! S-She’s choking!” Levy was worried.                “No baby. Look, she’s enjoying it. I wouldn’t dare try this on you because it could choke you. But her throat is just the right size for me to go all out. See? Look how well she can take it.”                “I-I see. You know I worry. If she can take it, then give it to her good.” Levy said with her legs wrapping around Lucy’s waist to hold her close.                Lucy continued to swallow up his fat dick so that she could get his deliciously thick cum down her mouth. Something about tasting his warm essence and having it spill down the back of her throat was a super turn-on for her. She wanted her stomach to be filled with his tasty cum, even if it was a little bitter at some points. She didn’t forget about Levy, whom was playing with her breasts at this very moment. The fact that she had another woman touch let alone suck on her tits was the next best thing to happen to her. The thought of sexually playing with one of her lady friends had never crossed her mind until today. All Lucy wanted was to have her ass and mouth fucked good with a nice juicy cock. But she had a feeling that Levy would know how to eat her pussy better than Gajeel, and that was really getting her juiced up from just the thought alone. Lucy had trailed her hand down Levy’s chest to play with one of her small breasts. Levy felt shy for being touched like this, but she welcomed it. The young girl underneath her friend had opened her mouth some more to take in the large breast. Her tongue wiggled against the light pink nipple to make it nice and wet. Tasting Lucy was a delicious treat for her, but she did want to have her own pussy licked to see how it felt by another woman. Lucy’s beautiful eyes glanced up at the man that was fucking her face. He couldn’t see it, but she was smiling big with cum spilling out from beneath her legs. Having her face used as a slut hole made her cum already without him needing to put it in her down there. Levy felt the wet warm juice land on her pussy which felt unique and new.                “Mm! T-That tickles, Lucy! I-I’ll use it though.” said Levy as she started to finger herself with Lucy’s cum.                “That a girl! I love how you can think of ways to play with yourself. Keep going baby. You two can have some fun again before I shove it in your asses next.” said Gajeel as he slowly pulled his cock out of Lucy’s mouth.                “B-But I want the cock now!” Lucy was pouting with a cute look.                “Oh shut it. I’ll fuck you good and hard very soon. Just enjoy yourselves. Hell, why don’t you two give me a special lap dance? I think I’ve earned it already?” said Gajeel as he sat down with his back against the wall.                “That sounds fun!” Levy tackled Lucy down so that she could crawl over to her lover’s lap to start.                “Fine!” Lucy let out with a pout.                Levy sat down on her lover’s lap with her perfectly shaped ass pressing against his hard stiff dick. Lucy’s saliva was rubbing against her back since it was still pretty wet from her mouth. Gajeel’s lover began to grind her ass against his lap while Lucy began to crawl towards them. She wanted to gain in on the fun with her large breasts jiggling with each move she made. Gajeel watched closely as Lucy’s large tits kept bouncing around with the slightest touch she performed on herself. Lucy had a knack with how to move her body very sensually without making it awkward or offbeat. She undid her ponytail so that her hair was long and wild. This sort of look made Gajeel’s hard cock slap the back of Levy’s bouncing ass. Levy wasn’t expecting that since she had to look back to see if it was his hand that spanked her in the first place. They started to kiss each other in front of him with their hands gently taking his cock in their own. Together, they slid their hand up and down his rod so that they could feel their wet warmth from his pre-cum that spilled out from the tip. Gajeel gently placed his hands against the back of their heads while they kissed each other.                The touch he performed upon their heads was comforting. Lucy and Levy were enjoying each other’s company while the man continued to gently comb his fingers through their silky long hair. Gajeel felt his cock release some more of his cum from just their slightest touch. The girls felt the hot sticky warmth slide down their palms which made it easier for them to stroke his dick without much friction. The wet sounds of their hands gripping and rubbing his member grew louder the more they jerked him off. Lucy broke the kiss to easily push Levy back down onto the bed. She opened her slender legs and stuffed her face between them. The scent of Levy’s pussy was indeed sweet and pleasant. Lucy started to scoop her tongue inside while Levy’s hands took hold of Lucy’s beautiful blonde hair. Gajeel was enjoying Lucy taking the initiative with Levy since she loved to be dominated in bed. Levy’s body was shaking from the pure pleasure she was receiving because Lucy knew exactly where to lick and finger. Lucy only did what she believed was right because that’s how she loved getting it. It was a good thing that Levy loved the same thing she did, or this would have gone south so quick.                “Getting hungry?” Gajeel said as quickly scooted behind Lucy.                “T-Thirsty for your girl’s delicious pussy!” Lucy said between her rapid long licks.                “Here, I got something for you while you continue to do that.” he said.                Lucy felt the man’s hard cock easily slide into her tight pussy. It felt so amazing to have that lengthy monster back inside of her body. She started to stroke Levy’s legs so lovingly while having her pussy fucked by Gajeel. Lucy felt as though she was getting the better half of the deal at this point. Levy was only having her pussy eaten, but that would change soon enough when it was Levy’s turn to be thrusted upon. Gajeel brought his hand back before smacking Lucy’s ass with full force. He loved to see her sexy ass jiggle from the immense impact of his palm strike. The girl loved being hit and held down while getting fucked like a wild animal. Lucy was beginning to understand herself a little better while being with them. When she was having sex with Natsu, it just didn’t click. It was like he wasn’t entirely interested in the concept of making love in the first place. This was one of the reasons it just didn’t work for her. Lucy deserved to be fucked like a filthy whore; just like how she wanted. Lucy’s eyes opened up when Levy released her amazing clear liquid into her mouth. The hot liquid splashed against Lucy’s tongue while the girl moaned out in pure ecstasy. Gajeel pushed Lucy down onto Levy’s body so that they could start kissing again. The man pulled his cock out of her wet pussy and easily rammed it into his own lovers down below. He continued to spank Lucy’s pink ass while she made out with his love.                “I’ll alternate between these two beautiful bodies. You two keep kissing. I don’t want either of you feeling left out while I do this.” said Gajeel as he continued to thrust into Levy a little faster now.                “Y-You taste so good, Levy.” Lucy said with Levy’s cum spilling into Levy’s own mouth.                “I-I do..t-taste…pretty…sweet.” Levy leaned up to slide her tongue back into Lucy’s.                “This will be a regular thing. I can feel it.” said Gajeel.                Levy felt his fat dick churn the inside of her innocent pink pussy with each thrust he performed on her. This was the usual deal when they would spend the nights and early mornings together in their own home. Sometimes they would sneak away from the group during quests to have quickies in the woods. Gajeel would find them a good spot that was well hidden and bend her over. Levy would then pull her shorts down or lift her skirt up so that he could ram her pussy good until they were both satisfied. Gajeel was into the quickies when it came to outdoors, but Levy enjoyed having the real deal back at home when they could be more intimate and take their time together.                Cum started to spill out into Levy’s pussy when Gajeel hit his limit. Levy was a lot tighter than compared to Lucy, so he would always pop sooner with her. Lucy, he was able to take his sweet time and fuck the hell out of her without holding back. Gajeel pulled his cum covered cock out of her wet pussy and slid it back into Lucy’s. He wasn’t 100% hard, but it was thick enough for her to feel something warm and wet move around within. Lucy continued to french kiss Levy down below with their sweaty breasts grinding against each other from Gajeel’s thrusting movements. Lucy was rather enjoying the day without being with Natsu, but that was going to change. A knock at the door stopped the three from their current fuck session. Levy slid out from under Gajeel to see who it was from the side window. It was Natsu, and he looked a little determined for some reason. Levy noticed that Gajeel had flipped Lucy over onto her back so that he could fuck her in an intense missionary position. Lucy’s legs were dangling up in the air with her breasts bouncing around. The bed was starting to make loud squeaking sounds since there wasn’t that much weight anchoring to the floor. Levy decided to close the door and put a quick skirt and top on to hide the cum and sweat from Natsu.                “Hello Natsu!” Levy said as she opened the door to greet him.                “Oh! Hi Levy! Is Lucy over here?” he said while scratching the side of his head.                “Y-Yeah she’s here! Why? Do you need her for something?”                “I do. I want to know what she’s up too. She’s been acting really strange lately so that’s caught my interest. Also Happy said that he followed her here the other time too.” Natsu said with a confused look.                “H-Happy did? W-What did happy say?” she asked.                “Happy said that Lucy looked happy and relaxed. I guess she had fun with you! Thank you for that, Levy.” Natsu said with an innocent smile.                “O-Oh right. I-It was no problem. It was just a girl’s night is all. So you wanted to know where she was or what she’s up too?” Levy said.                “Yeah! You see, we kind of made love recently and I wasn’t giving her my all. I…I’m new to that kind of stuff. I was wondering if you could help me out with it?” he said with a smile.                “H-Help you? In what sense?” she asked with a blush appearing.                “Like with this.” Natsu pulled his pants down to reveal a cock rivaling Gajeel’s in size.                “T-Th…That-…That is…um…that is nice! N-Natsu? W-Why do you want my help with t-that?” she asked with a dark blush forming on her face.                “I want to surprise Lucy, but she’s always angry or busy. So, do you want to help me with this to surprise her?” Levy rested her body against her door while fighting the urge to get on her knees to suck him off.                “N-Natsu. H-How about I go to your place tonight and help you? I have a feeling Lucy is going to stay a night to continue writing her novel?” Levy couldn’t understand why she even offered that to him.                “Really?! Thanks Levy! You’re the best! I’ll tell Happy to stay with some friends. I’ll leave the front door open too so you can just walk in. Thanks again Levy!” Natsu said as he pulled his pants back up and walked away.                “…ah crap.” Levy closed the door and walked back to Gajeel’s room.                She opened the door to see Gajeel fucking the living hell out of Lucy’s tight asshole against the wall. They were standing up and leaning against one of the walls while he held her up from the floor. Levy loved that position since she didn’t weight much and he was pretty strong to do so. Levy walked over to check their form out and was rather impressed with how much cum was spilling out of Lucy’s tight ass. Levy got on her knees and placed his sack into her mouth to nibble and suck on. She wasn’t going to bring up Natsu since that was going to be her own dirty little fun to enjoy. Gajeel had his own fuck pet, now Levy will have one for herself later tonight. The thought of doing this behind her friend’s back was rather evil, but it would be good for their own relationship if Natsu was able to please Lucy like Gajeel could. Levy would teach Natsu how to fuck and how great it feels to get sucked off until he nuts into their mouth. That was Levy’s role now with her friends.                “W-Who was at the door, baby?” Gajeel asked while he continued to plow into Lucy’s beautiful tight butt.                “It was nobody! Just a random person asking for someone’s whereabouts.” Levy lied with his balls in her mouth.                “Stupid people.” Gajeel muttered with his cold eyes looking out the window to see Natsu in the distance.                “What is it?” Lucy let out through her heavy moaning.                “Nothing. Now be quiet or I’ll fuck you less.” Gajeel said with his hands gripping her fat ass.                “Y-Yes S-Sir!” Lucy cried out with a happy expression.                Gajeel pulled his cum covered cock out of Lucy’s ass so that it could go back into Levy’s mouth. Levy was able to taste Lucy’s ass all over his cock and she wasn’t grossed out. The taste was a little bitter, but it did have more of Gajeel’s cum mixing in with it. The woman took as much of it as she could in her mouth to suck and lick to get it nice and clean for him. When Levy was done, she released his python so that he could shove it back into her butt. Levy then leaned up to lick Lucy’s wet pussy with her long tongue. Lucy kept letting out cute little whimpers because of how great it felt to be fucked and eaten at the same time. Levy’s soft hands moved from Gajeel’s strong legs to Levy’s juicy ass. It was so soft to the touch, as though she was playing with her breasts again. Lucy felt nothing but Gajeel’s hard cock moving in and out of her butt while Levy continued to lick her clit from below. This was pure pleasure and she loved every second of it. Lucy was then tossed back onto the bed so that she could catch her breath after she came all over Levy’s cute face. Levy was lifted off the floor and pressed against the wall. Gajeel rammed his fat cock into her pussy first so that she could experience what Lucy did earlier.                Levy cried out with cum already spilling out of her pussy from being fucked for a few minutes. She couldn’t last long when he got his way, but he did. This was Levy’s clear cum that splashed out of her pussy, not his hot white thick substance. It splashed all over the floor below them while his cock continued to ram into her tight pink pussy. Levy pressed her hands against his powerful pecks to feel his powerful heart beat ever so calmly. So this wasn’t a real workout for him if his heart could beat like this, while theirs were pounding within their chest so heavily. Levy was thrown back onto the bed beside her friend while Gajeel stared at their beautiful naked bodies. He walked towards them with a menacing aura surrounding his body. It was as though he unlocked another dragon mode for himself; The Dragon Sex Mode.                The man climbed on top of Levy with the tip of his wet cock pressing against the entrance of her ass. She was shy to have it in there since it was her first time to take it in that hole. Lucy crawled over to Levy to kiss her on the lips and play with her breasts to distract her. Levy opened her legs so that Gajeel could spread her cheeks to see where he was aiming his rod. The tip of his dick pressed into her ass but it just wouldn’t go in. It kept bending and folding around the entrance due to the size of his cock. But he knew for a fact that it would go in once the head was forced inside. Gajeel pressed against her tight hole again until more than the head pushed inside. Levy’s eyes opened up when she felt the new sensation take hold of her body. Lucy slid her tongue down Levy’s mouth to distract her from what was happening down there. The man knew he wasn’t going to last too long inside her since she was extremely tight. Levy’s pussy was tight, but her anal cavity was the tightest he ever came across. Lucy broke the kiss so that she could fix herself up on Levy’s face. Her wet pussy pressed down on Levy’s mouth with her ass almost swallowing her face. Lucy leaned in close so that she could kiss Gajeel with their tongues mixing together. Gajeel started to push into Levy’s ass with his hips moving slow at first so that he didn’t tear her up.                “Mm!” Levy couldn’t speak since her face was muffled with the ass of Lucy.                “I think she loves this.” Lucy said within her sweet kiss to Gajeel.                “Believe me, I know she does. This is the first time I’m fucking her in the ass. Consider yourself lucky to experience this with her!” said Gajeel as sweat dripped down his tone body.                “Levy, you lucky girl! I remember my first time! It was so amazing!” Lucy said as she felt the tongue wiggle inside her pussy.                “Mm?!” Levy’s body twitched because of the fat cock sliding in nearly all the way inside her tight butt.                “Looks like I’m in. Guess I can go faster now? Now the fun can really start!” Gajeel said with a sinister grin.                “Do it! Fuck her ass good!” Lucy said while her breasts jiggled from the slightest movement he made to Levy’s body.                Gajeel leaned in closer to Lucy so that he could slide his tongue down her mouth. Her hands wrapped around his neck to help hold her body up to make out with him. Lucy was enjoying this fantastic time out with her friends. She never thought she’d get to have a threesome with them, let alone so soon since her first sexual encounter with Gajeel the other day. Having Levy eat her pussy out and Gajeel’s tongue down her mouth was such a great thing to experience. Gajeel’s hands would softly caress her large tits that kept bouncing all over because of the rapid thrusting he’d perform on Levy’s lower body. Levy was taking it all in; her ass was still tightening around Gajeel’s fat cock. The pressure building around his shaft was something he had to get use too. This was one of the reasons why Gajeel would never want to fuck her in the ass. The thought of her being too tight would keep him out of that specific hole. The tighter her ass was, the faster it’d make him cum. Levy’s pussy was tight enough already since her body size was rather smaller than his. But her ass made it feel like someone was squeezing his dick with both hands.                The bed continued to rock back and forth due to the amount of powerful pushes Gajeel did with his lower body. The pillows had already fallen to the floor where their clothes were scattered across. Levy was the only one wearing a tight skirt with a cute top on since she answered the door for Natsu. Gajeel loved that the skirt was concealing her private area. The mystery of fucking something he couldn’t see was rather exciting for him. Lucy let out a loud moaning gasp when her thighs started to jiggle from the intense pleasure she experienced. The blonde kept little moans slip out when a tidal wave of cum splashed onto Levy’s face. Levy tried her best to lick up everything that landed on her lips. Lucy had a unique taste. It wasn’t bitter yet it wasn’t too sweet. But for Levy, it was just right.                The tightness around Gajeel’s cock finally took it’s own toll upon his hard shaft. He yelled out in surprise when his hot cum began to pour into his woman’s ass without any sign of stopping. Levy couldn’t help but moan through Lucy’s wet pussy because of how great it felt to be pumped inside her ass. Even though Gajeel came, he just kept thrusting faster and faster into her. The cum helped lubricate his cock so that he could slide in easier without much resistance. The tightness around his dick was starting to let loose so that he could truly pound her jiggly ass. Lucy climbed off of Levy’s face so that she could sneak on down to lick Levy’s clit. Her hands would trail down to Levy’s cheeks to cup them softly. Levy was the one receiving the lovely royalty from both of them now. The blue haired woman sat up to see her friend Lucy licking her sweet spot while Gajeel continued to plow into her tasty ass. The woman never felt better to be so close to the both of them. The man then pulled his hard cock out of her ass with cum spilling out of her hole.                “Damn baby. That was excellent.” Gajeel said while stroking his dick.                “I want next!” said Lucy as she quickly gobbled his cock into her mouth to clean off.                “W-What do you want to do, baby?” said Levy as she wiped her sweat off her cheek.                “I want Lucy to bounce on my dick while you sit on my face this time.” Gajeel said with his tongue licking his lips.                “You want to taste me?” Levy asked with a dark blush.                “More than anything. Come to me.” he said softly.                The man slowly laid down on his bed with his hard cock sticking up in the air. The women began to kiss each other again so that they could taste each other’s sloppy cum. They were inseparable when paired together now. As they kissed each other, they began to stroke his dick to keep him in the loop. Lucy broke the kiss off so that she could slowly straddle down onto his dick. The tip easily slipped through her pink lips without much effort. Lucy had began to bounce down and up on his lap with her juices spilling onto his lap already. Levy gave her lover a warm passionate kiss before she sat down on his face. Gajeel placed his hands on her cute butt to squeeze while his tongue wiggled into her little pussy. It was very satisfying to taste his lover again with his own tongue. It’s been a while since he ate Levy out, especially when she was already soaking with her pussy juice like the horny girl she was right now. Gajeel gripped her cheeks to spread them a little apart. He wanted to have as much room as he could to devour her like the way she desired.                “That feels s-so good, Gajeel!” Levy cried out.                “L-Levy! Come here!” Lucy said as she pulled the girl closer to her naked body.                “Yeah?” Levy asked.                Lucy immediately kissed the girl before their hands connected together. Their sweaty palms pressed against each other with the fingers locking one to the other. This was to help them feel balanced while also feeling closer to each other. Lucy couldn’t understand why she was experiencing these new feelings for her friend Levy. She didn’t exactly hate them nor really love them. But it felt amazing to feel her lips against hers. The slightest touch of her tongue slipping into her mouth to rub against hers made her legs quake. Lucy felt Gajeel’s fat dick growing in size while she bounced on him. He must have been regaining some of his strength from earlier. Cumming one after another takes a toll on your body, but he was the one with the best stamina out of them both. Levy slipped her tongue in all the way while their sloppy saliva spilled down onto Gajeel’s abdomen and chest. The women were really going at it this time since cum kept sliding out of their slits and down onto the man below.                “Mm!” Gajeel’s muffled sounds echoed into Levy’s peachy pussy.                “That tickles! D-Don’t do that!” Levy said as she slapped the side of Gajeel’s chest.                “Don’t act you don’t love it! This is amazing! J-Just look at us, Levy! We’re all having the fuck of our lives!” Lucy was licking Levy’s lips while they continued to hold each other’s hands tightly.                “Lucy! I-I want this…to continue…from now on. I want us to be together! Us three! Every chance we can have together…I want it!” Levy said with her ass rubbing on her lover’s face.                “You want t-to continue doing this? B-But what about Natsu?” Lucy said with a heavy blush appearing on her face.                “M-Maybe later…he can join in. Think of it! One of these nights…Gajeel could be fucking your ass while you blow Natsu’s fat cock!” Levy said with a bush showing up on her cheeks.                “H-How did you know…he-he had a fat cock?” Lucy was a little curious as to how she knew about his size.                Instead of answering the woman, Levy slipped her tongue back into her mouth to distract her from that question. Levy didn’t want to tell her that Natsu showed her his fat thick dick earlier outside her home. She didn’t want to lie to her, but she also didn’t want her to feel upset that Natsu would do that thing behind her back. But then again, she was the one here that was having sex with another man. Levy kept it quiet because she wanted to experience Natsu for herself too. Maybe he wasn’t all that bad at sex? Maybe it was just Lucy’s expectations that were too high? Levy would surely get to the bottom of this later tonight, but first she was going to enjoy herself with them until they couldn’t continue. Well, until she couldn’t continue. Levy had a feeling that Gajeel was going to be the last one standing with his cock still hard for more.                Lucy cried out when Gajeel unleashed his furious amount of hot cum into her body. The girl’s body just tensed up from how much she felt inside her in that exact moment. The woman nearly collapsed onto Levy, but she held her up so that Gajeel could take his turn on her. The man shifted his legs apart to raise his waist up a little. His eyes closed tightly when he began to thrust fast into the woman’s pussy that he was still currently in. Lucy kept moaning over and over when his dick kept pushing further inside her juicy cum filled pussy. Levy held onto Lucy tightly so that she wouldn’t fall over. Gajeel didn’t forget about his lover either. He kept scooping his tongue back and forth between Levy’s ass to get a taste of her hidden area. Levy nearly cried out from how great that felt. He wouldn’t eat her ass like that too often, only on different occasions.                The women were close to hitting their limit since they didn’t have the same kind of stamina as Gajeel did in the first place. Levy was the first that was going to collapse from the intense sexual thrill she was currently going through. Her legs were shaking and her sweet pussy pink lips were parting. Gajeel felt this as an invite to slide his tongue in as far as he could to sweep against her inner walls. He wanted to taste everything she had to offer him. Her cute petite body sitting on his face was fuel for his hard cock for Lucy. The man spanked her jiggly little ass a few times until it became pink with his hand prints. Levy leaned onto Lucy’s large tits sine her body was losing the strength to hang on. Lucy was still getting Gajeel’s fast cock in her over and over with her juices splashing all over his waist. The girls were close, very close.                “I-I can’t go on!” Lucy said with her lips so close to Levy’s.                “…I’m at…my limit…” said Levy in a very soft weak voice.                “Just hang on you two! I’m not done just yet! I want my dick sucked on one more time!” Gajeel said underneath Levy’s lovely ass.                “F-Fine!” Both women said with their hands finally breaking apart from each other.                The busty woman was the first one to climb off of Gajeel’s cock. It was so shiny and smooth because of their cum mixed together. Levy crawled over to his shaft to take the balls in her mouth. Her soft lips kept kissing the sack very gently while Lucy gobbled half his dick. Lucy’s lips wrapped around the shaft as her tongue began to lick up all the juicy substance that was on the surface. Levy let her tongue wiggle along between his balls so that she didn’t miss a spot. Their hands were stroking his strong legs while he just laid there with his eyes fixated on their cute asses facing him. Lucy has the large ass while Levy’s waist was a bit smaller. It was because of their size differences. Gajeel grabbed the nearest pillow to place under his head while he relaxed to their beautiful skills.                “Do you like this?” Levy asked with his balls in her mouth.                “Or this?” saliva dripped out of Lucy’s mouth when she asked him that.                “You two are something special. I’m enjoying the hell out of this day. Now continue until I release my final batch of hot cum for you two to drink up. Getting thirsty?” Gajeel asked with his cock pulsing between them.                “I’m very thirsty for your delicious cum.” Levy said before she went back to sucking his balls.                “You know I love your thick stuff! I can’t wait to swap it in Levy’s mouth.” said Lucy with a playful wink.                “Good! After this, we’re going to take a nap together before we have dinner.” Gajeel said.                “What about Natsu?” Lucy said before deep throating his entire cock.                “Tch. He can have you tomorrow. Today, you belong with us.” he said.                “Mm!” Lucy licked the tip of his cock before pulling away to stroke it softly in her hands.                “Baby, what if Natsu comes by later for her?” Levy asked.                “I’m sure you’ll think of something to get him out of here. I might want to fuck Lucy here before bed.” Gajeel said as he spanked Lucy’s jiggly white ass.                “Oh! Really?” Lucy couldn’t wait to be bent over again later.                “Yeah. I want to shove my cock in that tight ass of yours later after dinner. So make sure to shower up later.” he said with Lucy sucking his dick once more.                “Maybe I should go tell Natsu she’s staying over tonight? He’ll probably believe me if I say it to him?” Levy said with her hands cupping his large balls.                “Fine! Tell him she’s busy here with us. Lucy will be home early tomorrow. Just don’t take too long coming back. It’ll be dark soon.” Gajeel said with a worried look.                “You know I’ll be okay! I’ll just be there for a little bit to keep him busy.” Levy said with a cute smile.                Lucy overheard them talking about Natsu, and for once she didn’t feel bad about doing what she currently was doing. Gajeel’s cock in her mouth reminded her of the first time she came over to talk with Levy. The taste of his dick was different the first time they slept together. It was also the very first thing he made her do to him before they got to the fun stuff. Lucy imagined Natsu doing that to her during her time with Gajeel, but after awhile she couldn’t picture her love spending time with her like that. Every time she became horny, Levy’s lover came to her mind. His sexy body with his fat cock hanging between his legs always came to Lucy’s thoughts. The woman was hooked on Gajeel’s sexual appetite. Having experienced more sexual stuff with him today was just the icing on the cake. She came here to talk to Levy about having another sexual day with him, but Gajeel was the one answering in a small towel fresh from the shower.                The woman had already thought of getting on her knees and sucking his dick right then and there at the front door. That’s how bad she had it out for him. Lucy wanted to please Gajeel, so that he would please her back with his variation of sex. She didn’t know it at first, but she was very much into Anal. Especially when she was forced to bend over and have her ass destroyed like a slut. Lucy loved every moment of today. From sucking his cock to getting fucked in the shower. Now she experienced her first lesbian experience with one of her best friends. Today was a special day indeed for her. Hopefully from now on, they would be able to experience days like this whenever they got together. It’s possible during missions, Lucy would sneak off with Gajeel or Levy to have a quick session together without holding back.                Cum started to spray up into the air because Lucy wasn’t paying attention to the grip she had around Gajeel’s thick dick. It spilled all over her hands and some of it landed on Levy’s face down below. The women sat up to lick some of the cum off of their hands. Levy went down to suck the rest of his cum out of his dick before it grew soft in her mouth. She loved having it soft because she was able to take in the whole thing to suck on. Gajeel winced a little because the tip of his dick was very sensitive now due to cumming so much today. Lucy went down to kiss her friend on the lips. The man’s cum was all over their lips and in their mouths since they licked up separate amounts of his cum. Levy slid her cum covered tongue into Lucy’s mouth to swap the load around. The girls held each other close while they continued to kiss each other. Lucy kept thinking about all the stuff they did together today. She loved riding Gajeel’s cock while kissing Levy on the lips. She also loved having her ass being destroyed by him earlier that day before they hit the showers together.                The girls went down together to lick and suck on random parts of his dick while they stared at him. All they saw was a lustful smirk on his face since they completely drained his balls together. Gajeel slowly pulled the women up from their position so that they could lay down beside his naked body. Lucy felt at home as she rested her head on one side of his chest while Levy rested on the other peck. His hands reached down to his sides to grip both of their asses. The women made low happy moans from his soft touch. Gajeel closed his eyes as the women crossed their legs over his to hold him close to their naked bodies. This was the beginning of a beautiful love that involved their sexual bodies.

Chapter 1 - Lucy x Gajeel

Lucy tried her best to get her lover’s attention for a week straight. But he wasn’t interested in her naked body every time he found her in perverted situations. It was as if he couldn’t register it in his brain that something deliciously fortunate had fallen onto his lap. All he saw was Lucy there; nothing more and nothing else. This was tiring her out more than ever since the lust bug had bitten her behind for a while now. The blonde girl just stormed out of their house and went for a walk to clear her mind. That’s when her friend Levy came to mind. She always knew what to say when she was down in the dump. So that was her next destination. To see Levy and try to cheer up because of Natsu and his dense brain couldn’t get a clue.             It was early in the night when Lucy Heartfilia had arrived at her friend’s humble home. Levy McGarden opened the door to see the cute familiar blond girl stand there. Lucy was wearing her usual white tank top with a tight blue skirt that revealed a good portion of her thighs. Levy took a step back to allow her friend to enter her peaceful little home she shared with Gajeel Redfox. He wasn’t home at the moment since he went out to take care of some business with a few old friends. So this was the perfect opportunity for the two to talk about what they’ve been doing lately. Lucy, was prepared to tell her friend everything that Natsu hasn’t done, or even thought of trying. The women sat down on the soft couches to get better comfortable before speaking.             “I can’t believe Natsu didn’t even try anything. I was laying in bed, with hardly anything on and he just walked on by with Happy! Can you believe that? Who would do that?!” Lucy said with her hand resting on her perfectly shaped breast.             “I don’t blame you. Gajeel was a bit of a handful when I was in the mood in the beginning. But, he took the initiative and pleased me the way I never thought was possible. I’m sorry Natsu is being a bit of an airhead on this bit. But he does have a good heart.” said Levy as she relaxed on the soft couch.             “Gajeel pleased you? What kind of stuff did he do the first time?” Lucy was interested.             “Well…that’s a bit much but. I was the one with more of the feisty attitude at first. I wanted him. I wanted him to use me like a little sex puppet for his disgusting fantasies. Gajeel had me on my knees to suck his fat cock in the beginning. Next thing I know, I was sitting on his lap on this very couch.” Levy said with a blush appearing on her face.             “This couch?” Lucy said as she scooted to the other cushion.             “I take it you haven’t had sex with Natsu yet, have you?” Levy asked with her legs opening a little when she scooted towards the edge of the cushion.             “You got that right! He caught me naked in the shower a couple of times and nothing! I even turned around and bent over so that my awesomely shaped ass would be in his view. Once again, he walked away and pretended to not see a damn thing!” a saddened Lucy said with anger showing on her face.             “If Gajeel would have saw you like that, he would probably have pounded you in the shower until you couldn’t stand anymore.” said Levy.             “He would have?” Lucy brightened up.             “Yes. Every time we’re with our female friends, he perks up rather quickly down there. So of course, I’d remind him who he belongs with by sucking his dick when we’re alone. If you’d like…Lucy.” Levy stood up to stand in front of her friend.             “If I want…what?”             “I can lend you Gajeel tonight to satisfy your lustful desires. But just for tonight. I need him in the morning for our usual quickie.” she said with a playful wink.             “I can have sex with Gajeel? Tonight? T-That’s so sudden! Also…what would Natsu think if he found out? It’s cheating. That is cheating! He’d never forgive me!” Lucy said with tears of frustration starting to show.             “Listen. There’s a difference between Love and Lust. Natsu, has your heart. That I understand and totally agree with. But Gajeel…if you want. He can be your lust. That is until Natsu is ready to see you as the sexy goddess that you are! What do you say? I can tell Gajeel that he can cut loose with you tonight when he returns in a little while.” Levy said with a bright cheerful pose.             “You sure…that it’s okay?” Lucy slowly stood up to stand beside her friend.             “Lucy! We’re best friends, aren’t we?”             “Yes, Yes we are…”             “Then I’m totally fine with giving you Gajeel’s hard cock for the night. Just pretend it’s Natsu when you’re with him. He will make you feel so much better by the end of it.” Levy said as she held her friend tightly.             “Thank you so much, Levy.” said Lucy.   Time passed when the large dragon man had entered the home. He was covered in dirt and some form of flesh from another beast. Gajeel was rather tall when compared to Levy. Lucy watched as the short girl ran over to give her love a hug and a kiss. But it stopped immediately when he noticed the blond twerp that was sitting on his couch. He gently placed a hand on Levy’s shoulder to guide her to the side as he made his way to her. Gajeel’s cold stare gave Lucy the quick shiver down her spine. The man sat down on the other couch with the dust forming into a small cloud around him.             “Where’s Natsu at? If you’re here, surely he’s around?” Gajeel asked Lucy with his eyes dead set on her.             “That moron isn’t here right now! I don’t want to see his dumb face for the whole night!” Lucy replied.             “Ha! So he pissed off his lady? Had a feeling it was something like that. So then, what the hell are you doing here?” Gajeel said with his eyes adjusting to her large breasts.             “I came to see Levy, if you must know. We were having a great discussion that involves you.” Lucy said as she looked at her blushing friend.             “Oh? My dear Levy was talking about me? Good stuff, I hope.”             “But of course! Do you think I would speak ill of the one I love?! Come on Gajeel! You know me better than that!” Levy said with a cute outburst.             “I know. I’m just teasing. Alright, what’s going on then? It’s late. We’re going to sleep soon so you should probably leave.” Gajeel said as he stood up from the couch.             “I want you to fuck me.” Lucy said with her head hanging low.             “Eh?” Gajeel let out.             “I want you to fuck me…tonight. Levy said it was okay.” Lucy said as her body trembled from both fear and excitement.             “It’s true, honey. Please, do me this favor and go wild on her tonight. I’m going to stay with Ezra tonight. So you two kids can have the whole little house together!” Levy said while she clasped her hands together in a cute stance.             “You want me to fuck her?! Are you out of your mind?” Gajeel said as he placed his hands on Levy’s shoulders.             “Do it. Fuck her hard like you would me. Natsu hasn’t touched her once. Can’t you see how much sexual pain she’s going through? Please, Gajeel. Use that mighty cock of yours to good use. Fuck her tonight. Okay?” Levy said as she kissed him on the lips.             “. . .You’re fine with this, girl?” Gajeel asked Lucy.             “If I wasn’t…I would have left earlier after she offered. I want it. I want to feel…sexy to someone.” said Lucy.             “Alright. We’ll begin when my love leaves. But don’t you dare think I have feelings for you. I’m just going to be using you for my own benefit as well.” Gajeel said as he turned to face her.             “I understand. Thank you, Gajeel.” said Lucy as she stood up to face the tall young man.             Levy waved them off before exiting her own little home. She knew that Lucy was in good hands when it came to sex. Gajeel was a powerhouse when he really let himself go. They were able to hear her footsteps lessen the further she walked from the house. Gajeel rubbed the front of his pants a few times to adjust his thick cock. He was planning to fuck Levy in the shower before they went to bed, but Lucy will have to do. He pointed down in front of him with a sinister glare. The blond slowly got down on her knees with her tongue carefully licking her lips. This was her first time having a cock in her mouth, especially from someone she didn’t have feelings for. Gajeel watched her very carefully when she unzipped his pants and pulled his fat cock out. It had a strong warm scent because of how hot his body was from earlier. He crossed his arms in front of his chest with his dick growing in her hand.             “Get to it. Let me see what you can do with your mouth.” Gajeel said.             “Y-Yes. T-Thank you.” she said softly as she closed her eyes and moved closer.             The tip of his cock felt her graceful wet nimble tongue wiggle underneath the shaft. Lucy decided to open her eyes again to see exactly what she was doing. The size was rather impressive since it was difficult to wrap her whole hand around it. She decided to just jerk him off a little to start it off. The tip would slide into her mouth so that she could get the real taste of him. It was salty because of the sweat he had on him. It was nice to taste something like this every so often. Gajeel placed a hand firmly on her head to hold her still. The man pushed more of his cock down her mouth to where it hit the back of her throat. Lucy coughed into his dick since he wouldn’t release it from her. A few seconds later he loosened his grip so that she could pull away and catch her breath. The girl had saliva spilling out of her mouth as she looked up to him.             “Keep going girly. Get it nice and wet for where it’s going in first.” said Gajeel.             Lucy licked the tip again but with more ferocity. Gajeel liked the way she was using her tongue, even though it wasn’t anything compared to Levy’s mouth. The girl decided to put his fat cock back into her mouth so that she could start sucking on it. She placed her hands around his thick wet dick to rub while her mouth sucked on the head. It didn’t feel right to be doing what she was doing, but at the same time, she was okay with it. Natsu wasn’t going to her suck his cock because he was clueless. If he was more like Gajeel, then she wouldn’t be here right now. She would be pleasing Natsu in anyway he wanted.             “What? Getting tired?” Gajeel asked since she was slowing down.             “N-No. Was thinking of Natsu.” said Lucy.             “Yeah? Well the fact is that you’re here with me, sucking my cock right now. He must have been doing something wrong if you’re doing this in the first place.” he said.             “Y-You’re right. I’m sorry. I’ll focus more starting now!” said Lucy with her head gobbling down onto his cock once more.             The slurping sounds grew louder the more she worked her mouth upon his endowed member. The bitter salty taste was going away the more she focused on releasing saliva all over him. Every so often she would glance up to see him staring at her. It was turning her own to the point that she parted her legs and lifted her skirt just a little. Her hand would trail her black panties to feel the familiar warm slit from the outside of the fabric. Lucy began to rub her sensitive spot while continuing to suck on his cock.             Gajeel placed his large hand on top of her head with a firm grip. Even if he did enjoy the little work she was giving his cock, it wasn’t enough to please him. Maybe after he came a couple of times in her, she could go back to clean his dick with her naughty mouth. Gajeel placed the other hand on the side of her head to hold her still. Lucy glanced up at him again with some confusion showing on her face. Gajeel gave her a smirk before jamming his cock deep down her throat.             “Gak?!” Lucy let out when he did this to her so suddenly.             “Oh? Bet you weren’t expecting that. Sorry, but I like to be in charge when it comes to pleasing. So shut up and let me take over from now on.” he said with his dick slowly sliding out of her mouth.             The woman’s eyes were partially opened to see the hefty cock covered in her spit. It was tempting to feel it hit the back of her throat again but she knew she wanted more either way. Lucy opened her mouth wide so that he could put it back in. Gajeel didn’t need any sort of sign or permission. The man slid the tip back into her mouth so that she could suck and lit it all over. When her guard was done, he would ram his cock back into her mouth as far as he could. Every time she struggled with it inside, her body would vibrate which felt great for him. Gajeel kept doing this to her for a while before he moved his hands to the side of her head. The woman braced herself for whatever he had in mind since his fangs were showing again. Lucy placed her hands on his pants to hold onto.             “Whatever you do. Don’t stop sucking.” he said in a low whisper.             Gajeel’s hips started to move with his eyes finally closing. Lucy felt his cock go in and out of her mouth so quick. She barely had any time to suck on a certain part of his fat dick. The best she could do was just keep sucking the whole thing each time he pulled away from her. Spit dripped down onto her white tank top. A majority of the saliva splattered on top of her thighs and the wooden floor below. The man kept fucking her face until that sweet strong delectable cream spilled out of the tip. Lucy felt the large amount of bitter cum pour down into her throat. It was hard at first to accept the taste, but after the second gulp, she got it down. The woman moved her hands to grab his shaft to rub while her lips surrounded his sensitive tip. Lucy wanted more of his cum inside her. Gajeel started to undo his pants so that they would drop to the floor below. He then removed his shirt to reveal his amazingly toned body. Lucy was going to remove her clothing when he stopped her.             “Keep yours on. I will remove them soon enough.” he said with his cock still hard between his legs.             “Y-Yes…Gajeel. What next?” she asked him.             “Bend over on the couch. It’s time to get started.” Gajeel said while he stroked his cock to keep it hard.             Lucy slowly got onto the couch with her butt slowly sticking up in front of him. She felt embarrassed to have someone see up her skirt since it wasn’t Natsu. Even if it was Natsu, he wouldn’t do anything with her. The girl felt his hot cock press against her butt a few times. It felt bigger than before, or maybe it’s cause it was in her mouth and not actually touching her at the time. Gajeel gripped her black panties and easily tore them off. She was a little upset since they were rather expensive. But he didn’t care about any of that. All he wanted was to push the tip of his dick into her tight ass. This was the first time she had ever felt anything go inside that hole. The girl had gripped the cushion with all her strength since it was quite painful. Gajeel gave her ass a smack to take her mind off of it. Lucy looked back to see the dragon man grinning at her expression.             “What’s the matter? Can’t take a little pain before pleasure?!” Gajeel teased.             “Y-Yes I can! I can take it! K-Keep going. Don’t stop! I can take the whole thing inside!” Lucy said with tears forming in her eyes from frustration.             “That’s it. Take a deep breath, cause I’m pushing it all the way in now.”             The woman did as she was told and took a deep breath. Gajeel gripped her hips tightly and rammed his dick all the way inside her tight ass. The woman clashed against the cushion with her breasts feeling extra sensitive now. All she could feel was his fat dick pushing in her ass which felt good, but it was even better when he would pull it out. Her fingers kept crushing the cushion within her grasp each time he thrusted into her. All she could hear was his grunts due to how tight she was in that particular hole. Gajeel trailed his fingers along her ass until flipping her skirt up. He wanted to see his cock burrow deep inside her butt each time he pushed it inside.             “I-It’s so tight! It hurt at first but now…now it feels really good.” she let out with some saliva dripping out of her mouth.             “Good! Cause as soon as I fill your ass up, you can ride my cock next.”said Gajeel.             “Y-Yes!” she replied with her face smothering against the cushion.             Gajeel continued to bash his cock deeper and deeper inside her ass each time he rammed into her. The sounds of their bodies colliding only grew louder with each hit her bubble butt took. Lucy felt her large breasts pop out of her white tank top after that last hit her ass took. They dangled and bounced around due to the constant movement she was under. Gajeel noticed they were released which caught his upmost attention. He leaned over to grab them with his strong hands to squeeze and hold tightly. Lucy was loving this feeling of being helpless in this sort of situation. The girl couldn’t hold in her moans any longer.             “G-Gajeel! Yes! L-Like that! F-Fuck my ass harder! I can take it now!” Lucy begged as she looked back to him.             “Oh yeah? Good. I was tired of holding back.” he said with a sinister smirk.             The moves he performed on her ass was more physical than what he would ever do with Levy. He feared that he would hurt his love, but with Lucy, she was fair game. This was the reason why he agreed to have sex with her in the first place. To cut loose. To enjoy every moment without holding back. Gajeel loved how tight her ass was swallowing his cock. But now he wanted to feel her pussy. The man had pulled it out of her hole to see it stretched open. Lucy was pouting because he removed it already without cumming first.             “Pipe down you brat. I’m going to make you feel even better right now.” he said as he rubbed the tip of his cock against her pussy’s lips.             “Mm…please. I want it inside me already.” she teased with a gentle twerk from her ass.             “Don’t have to tell me twice.”             Gajeel easily slid his cock inside her warm wet pussy. It was tight, but not as constricted like her ass. He was able to slide more of his fat thick dick into her without slowing down. Lucy felt a new sensation build up inside her body. Sure, she’s played with herself from time to time with a couple of toys but this was the real thing. She could only imagine how Natsu would react if he found them together like this. Shame was starting to show on her face, well, that was until Gajeel rammed his cock all the way inside. The girl’s thoughts were shattered and all she could feel was pleasure. Lucy felt his cock push in and pull out at a fast pace. The blond girl was loving every moment that passed with Gajeel.             “W-Why does it feel so much better?!” Lucy asked with her breasts bouncing around.             “Because your pussy is extra sensitive. Now shut up and let me concentrate!” he demanded with his hand spanking her ass.             “Ah~” she let out with a dark blush appearing on her cute face.             The sounds of her juices being churned inside grew loud enough for them to hear. The longer he stayed inside her, the more her pussy kept leaking the warm liquid out. It trailed down his cock and balls to his legs. Gajeel knew he was doing something right if she was ready to cum before him. He reached over and grabbed the back of her pigtail to hold onto now. This moved her head to the side so that she could see her the muscular man plow into her body. The sight was enough for her to reach her climax. Lucy cried out in a pleasurable moan when a heavy amount of her pussy juice splashed out. It landed all over her legs and the couch below. Gajeel slowly pulled his cock out of her pussy so that she could see the shiny mess she made.             “Suck my dick while I sit down.” he ordered.             Gajeel sat down beside her so that she could easily reach his cock. The woman gave the wet tip a couple of kisses before accepting it into her mouth. The sweet taste of her own juices lapping against her tongue was rather fitting. She couldn’t get enough of herself which had her gobbling down his dick. Her tongue licked up what it could while she sucked it clean. While she did this, he had leaned over to spank her ass and rub her clit. Her hips were bigger than Levy, so there was more to enjoy when plowing her ass. Gajeel didn’t want to stop anymore. He wanted to keep Lucy as his little sex toy. But he would only consider it if Levy was fine with that outcome. Hell, maybe Levy and Lucy could both take him on within the bedroom sometime soon.             “Climb on. I want you to ride my cock now.” Gajeel said as he pulled her head off his dick.             “R-Ride?” she asked with a cute confused smile.             “Sit on my dick and ride me like a cowgirl.”             “Oh! O-Okay!” Lucy was happy to oblige.             The girl quickly climbed onto his lap and carefully squatted down. She felt the tip push back up into her pussy which felt great already. Lucy placed her hands on his chest so that she had something to lean on for balance. Gajeel kept groping her breasts that were hanging in front of his face. Slow at first, she would begin her bouncing rhythm. The woman wanted to get the feel of it first so that she wouldn’t lose her concentration. Gajeel knew that she was nervous and afraid she was displease him. The man placed his hand on her cheek to calm her down. Lucy only saw his fangs and intimidating eyes staring directly at her. This was giving her the confidence to get it right and ride his dick.             She carefully moved his hand over to her mouth so that she could lick and suck on one of his fingers. Gajeel allowed her to take control of his hand while she began to land firmly on his lap. The couch would move a bit every time she came down for a powerful pound. Her breasts bounced all over when she smashed her ass onto his dick without stopping. Gajeel was able to feel her wet juices slide on down his shaft and onto his balls. The cool air was rather fitting for her constant sexual advances still being figured out. Lucy was enjoying herself to where she arched her back and rode him like the wind. Her screams echoed through out the living room which helped fuel Gajeel to crave more of her sexy developed body. He leaned up to place one of her breasts into his mouth to suck on.             Gajeel played with her erect nipple in his mouth while she rode his cock. The cushion he was sitting on was soaking up all of her pussy juices that kept leaking out of her body. He was hoping Levy wouldn’t be upset if they left a stain on them. Gajeel bit down on her tit and held her close when he decided to thrust up into her pussy. He felt the urge to cum but wasn’t exactly done with her just yet. He wanted to feel her pussy around his cock for a little longer. The man had licked her nipple a few times while thrusting into her body as fast as he could. His balls kept spanking her ass because of the momentum he kept in check. Lucy landed on top of his body with her breasts smothering his face. He lifted the girl up from the couch and held her in his arms. All she could feel was him thrusting up into her with her juices spilling out onto the floor once again.             “I-I…I’m going to c-cum again!” Lucy cried with her face buried in his shoulder.             “Pipe down. I’m getting ready to cum as well. I’m going to want you to suck me clean and use your tits after this.” Gajeel ordered with his cock ramming up into her sensitive area.             “O-Okay!” Lucy said with her moans echoing throughout the large room.             The man had her body against the wall with her legs being spread open as far as they could go. He wanted to be able to cum inside her all the way without any restrictions. All he could feel was her hot breath hitting his neck and her large breasts pressing against his chest. His hands were cupping her ass cheeks to hold her up. Gajeel grunted when the final thrust released his heavy flow of hot cum into her pink innocent pussy. Lucy’s body was shaking due to how much had entered her. The sounds of their cum landing on the floor was rather pleasing. Gajeel lowered her down to the puddle so that she could sit on it with his hung cock resting in front of her lips.             “You actually gave me a small work out. Good. Now, clean me off.” said Gajeel as he pressed the tip of his wet cum covered cock against her lips.             “…yes.” Lucy replied with her mouth opening up.             The girl had lovingly slid the wet soft cock into her mouth. It was still firm, but not as thick as it once was a moment ago. In this form, she was able to put the whole thing into her mouth to lick and suck without gagging from the size. Lucy brought her hands up to rest on his strong muscular thighs while her mouth kept working hard to please him. Lucy loved how wet his cock was because of what they did together, except for the fact that she wished it was with Natsu instead. If only Natsu had showed more interested in her body like Gajeel does. If Natsu doesn’t show her any interest this coming week, then she’ll try and return to Gajeel to blow off some steam. Natsu may have her heart, but her body may belong to Gajeel if he can keep making her feel good.             “What’s the matter? Having second thoughts?” Gajeel said as he placed his hand firmly on her head.             “No, I was just thinking. Would you want me to come by sometime to suck your load again?” Lucy asked while she stroked his dick in her hand.             “If Levy allows it, then yes. I’ll want you to come suck my cock whenever I need to release myself and she’s not around to do it. I’ll fuck your ass as much as you want, anywhere.” said Gajeel.             “I’d…I want that…B-But just until Natsu finally wants me for himself.” said Lucy with a blush.             The woman put his cock back into her mouth to swallow whole since it still wasn’t fully erect. She brought her hand up to cup his balls very gently. Her fingers kept massaging the sack while she sucked his dick in her mouth. The woman still felt the heat of the warm puddle just below her body. She was still wearing her clothing, except for her panties. He decided to rip them off earlier when fucking her ass on the couch. Lucy got up on her knees to wrap his cock with her large breasts. She decided to please him with them since the thought came to her just now. Gajeel watched as she swallowed his cock in her large delicious breasts. It was helping him get hard again which gave him another dirty idea. He wondered if he had it in him again to fuck her one last time.             Lucy felt his size return between her beautiful wet breasts. The tip was poking through which surprised her by it’s length. She was able to lick it while rubbing her tits around it still. Gajeel allowed her to continue pleasing him with her mouth some more before he took control again. Lucy was getting horny again because of how close his dick was to her mouth. She wanted to get fucked by him again but didn’t know how to ask. But he knew, he knew very well that she was up for another bout. The man had lifted her up over his shoulder and carried her over to his bedroom. She felt her body being tossed onto the large bed as he climbed on top of her. The man easily slid his cock back into her pussy while holding her hands down against the pillows. Lucy felt him push deeper inside which felt amazing the second time.             “Y-You came in me earlier, right? W-What if you make me pregnant?” Lucy asked him while he started to pound into her hard and fast.             “So what? I’ll just keep fucking you on the side.” Gajeel said with his body really getting into it.             “B-But..” Lucy was concerned.             “Don’t worry about that crap. Just enjoy what we’re doing right now. That’s all you need to focus on. Make my cock feel good by squeezing your pussy around it. Spread your legs open! Do something!” Gajeel said with his lower body pushing deeper into her warm wetness.             “Y-Yes!” Lucy said with her eyes closing tightly.             The woman felt the bed move around because of the sudden impact his cock was doing to her. It felt better than the first time he did this to her. Lucy looked up to see his face, but the room was dark. At least there was some light in the living room to where they were able to see each other’s expressions. Here, it was just pitch black. The only thing she could see was some light entering from the doorway. Lucy liked it. The thought of Natsu being in control like this is what was keeping her from overthinking too much. This was practice. Practice for her to show Natsu exactly what she was capable of when they were finally together, intimately. Until then, Gajeel can have her body for his sexual desires.             “F-Fuck me harder! I want to feel your hot cum surge inside me!” Lucy let out within the darkness.                         Gajeel gripped her wrists a little tighter with his cock burrowing further within her pussy. He kept pounding into her over and over with her juices flowing out onto the sheets. The man was really enjoying himself now because of how she wanted it. Gajeel moved back to move her legs up over his shoulders. He wanted to use them to keep her still while he fucked her as hard as he could. Her ass was a reddish pink due to how much it kept getting spanked by his lower body and balls. The girl loved being helpless and used up like this. To have someone powerful and strong to take over and make her feel amazing through the act of sex. Lucy could see herself coming over here every so often to feel this again. She had started to massage her own breasts while he thrusted harder and faster. Gajeel smirked when his heavy load of cum came spilling into her pussy. Lucy laid back onto the bed with her legs opening up for it to flow out of her body.             “So…how about we take a break for now? We can continue again when you’ve rested enough?” Gajeel said to the tired out girl.             “I…would like that…very much. But next time…fuck my ass.” said Lucy.             “Understood.”

Chapter 2 - Lucy x Gajeel Part 2

A few unsatisfied days had passed since Natsu finally made a move on Lucy. It was their first time together in the bedroom and he was just horrible at giving her pleasure. She just couldn’t believe that someone like him was that bad at giving her what she desired in bed. He came a few times, but she couldn’t feel the pleasurable release like with Gajeel. At least he knew how to ram her in the right spots when he took over the love making. This idea was going through Lucy’s head for the past couple of days due to not being fulfilled sexually. Lucy had wanted to stop by at Levy’s to discuss another alone time with Gajeel, but it just couldn’t come up. Natsu was more around than usual because of their recent closeness they’ve achieved together. Lucy even gave Natsu a loving blowjob earlier in the morning, but he just came in her mouth and left to hang out with Happy. This wasn’t part of her sexual fantasies to not be taken over and pounded into like she truly desired. So she decided to pay a visit with her friend. Levy may have a few things to say that could help her out with Natsu. But if it doesn’t work out, then maybe Lucy would ask Levy for another favor which involves Gajeel.                Lucy was standing outside of Levy’s door with a nervous look on her face. She was wearing a cute blue skirt with a matching tank top. Her long beautiful blonde hair was put up in a ponytail which gave more focus to her eyes and chest. She was blushing and she just couldn’t stop. The thought of having Gajeel take her here and then was exhilarating. She wore this little cute outfit to entice his hard cock. Lucy wanted him to dive right into her yearning pussy.                Knock. Knock. Lucy kept knocking on the door but there was no answer. The thought of not being sexually fulfilled was weighing heavy on the girl as she turned around to walk away. But the sound of the door being open very slowly caused her heart to skip a beat. She quickly turned around to see a half-naked Gajeel standing in the doorway. He was wearing a towel around his waist with his muscular toned body wet from his recent shower. The man waved his hand up with a surprised look on his face to see her in front of his house.                “Yo. What are you doing here blonde?” he asked with his eyes fixated on her large chest.                “I-I’ve come to talk with Levy. Is she home?” Lucy asked as she walked towards him.                “No. She isn’t home at the moment. She went to go visit a friend at the guild’s hub. What the hell do you need this time?” Gajeel said as he opened the door to welcome her in.                “Thank you.” Lucy entered as his eyes stared at her large ass peeking through her skirt’s movement.                “Whatever.”                Gajeel closed the door after letting her inside his abode. The man walked past her to enter his room which was down the small hallway. Lucy was interested and quickly followed after him. He entered his room where his clothes were scattered all over the place. Lucy felt as though she stepped into Natsu’s old room before they moved in together. It was completely filthy. Magazines and clothes were everywhere with some left over food that had some fungus growing off of it. Lucy couldn’t understand why, but she was already dripping with anticipation. The girl gently placed her hand on his wet back to get his attention while he was searching through a pile of clothing by his bed.                “What do you need girly? I’m going to be busy today with some training.” Gajeel said as he removed his wet towel to reveal his lower body.                “I…” Lucy’s eyes couldn’t stop staring at his hung cock that was hung like a horse.                “You’ve seen it before. Stop acting like I haven’t put this in you. What do you need? I already told you Levy won’t be here for awhile.” Gajeel said as he put a shirt on to cover his chest first.                “I want you to fuck me.” she said with her hand reaching over to grab his cock.                “W-What? Hey! What do you think you’re doing down there?”                “Please…fuck me again?” Lucy asked while she began to stroke near the head to strengthen it’s size.                “I only did that last time for Levy. It was a once in a life time type thing with you. Got it? Now let go.” Gajeel said as he turned to face her with his cock growing harder.                “Please Gajeel? Just this once? Take me here. Take me now. I need to have a great fuck before I go back to Natsu.” Lucy said with some tears forming in her eyes.                “You’re serious about this, aren’t you?” he asked.                “Yes. Take my body. Take it now with everything you have.” Lucy said with her mouth easily sliding over the tip to suck.                “Damn it. Fine. Just this once. We’ll do this before Levy get’s home.” said Gajeel as she continued to suck the head like a good girl.                “Mm” slobber from her warm saliva already made his cock shiny and wet.                Gajeel pulled his dick away from her mouth so that he could sit down on the bed. She quickly got down onto her knees with her hands resting on his legs. Lucy pushed them open so that his sack and cock were in her line of sight. The woman eagerly hovered her lips over the tip before sliding down onto it’s thick size. She began to suck on his hard cock like a hungry beast. Her sexual hunger was guiding her every move. Lucy’s eyes would glance up at him to see the small expressions he’d make each time she’d suck on the tip. Gajeel’s cold eyes were just staring down at her with a sinister grin plastered on his face. That excited her. Lucy placed a hand under his sack to cup the balls. She wanted to make him feel so good that he’d want to do nothing else but plow her after she finished sucking his fat dick.                “What’s with this change? You’re different from last time.” Gajeel asked the cock hungry woman.                “I-I’m very unsatisfied. Your cock will fix that.” she said while stroking his wet dick near her face.                “I take it that little twerp wasn’t as good as me, huh? Deep down I knew you would be back. Levy’s the same. I fucked her all night til the morning. Just got out of the shower to wash off the sweat. Now here you are, desiring the same thing.” Gajeel said with his hand resting on her head.                “…it’s just so good.” Lucy said before taking it into her mouth again to suck.                Lucy continued to stroke his shaft while wiggling her fingers gently against his sack. This stimulated his body to where he opened his legs a little more so that she had more room to work with. The young woman continued to suck on the tip of his dick with a loving nurture of her tongue rubbing it from underneath. She was very eager to slide his hard cock down her throat. Lucy placed her hands against his wet naked thighs to help balance herself. Slowly and carefully, she lowered her head down to take in more of his hard cock. Her eyes kept closed as she pushed more of his dick down her throat to feel connected to him. Gajeel was enjoying this lovely treat since Levy couldn’t deep-throat his large cock without complications. But Lucy here was taking it like the champ she was trying to become. The man placed his hands around her head to keep her still as he began to thrust up into her mouth and down her throat.                “Stay like that. I’m going to fuck that pretty little mouth of yours like a dirty slut.” Gajeel said to her.                “Mm!” Lucy was ready.                Embracing the fact that she was basically cheating on her lover, Lucy was fine with this. Like last time, she told herself that her heart belonged to Natsu, but her body was more for Gajeel and his sexual prowess. Lucy felt his cock thrust deep into her throat in a slow rhythm at first, but then it started to speed up. Her tongue kept licking the under shaft while Gajeel continued to push his dick up into her mouth with a lustful smirk growing on his face. He was enjoying his new little sex toy again. He loved Levy with all his heart, but having another playmate wasn’t so bad either. But deep down he didn’t want to break anything with Levy since she was always there for him. This is why this would be the last time he would appease to his horny friend here. So she better enjoy herself.                “Damn, you really like sucking that dick. Here, I’ll stand up so you can enjoy more of it to yourself.” he said as he slowly stood up with her mouth still connected to his shaft.                Lucy stroked her finger tips along his legs to feel the tone of his muscles. Natsu was the same, but Gajeel had a bigger build which was rather fascinating. The girl looked up to see the smirk on his face while she gobbled his cock down further. Droplets of saliva escaped from her mouth and landed on the floor below. Levy was doing the same thing to him earlier, but only just the tip was in her mouth. She couldn’t handle the size of his dick down her throat; Lucy can. Gajeel placed his hand on her head to comfort her. She was enjoying this little activity but her heart was racing for more action. The look in her eye was a dead giveaway for Gajeel. He knew damn well that she was hungry for more cock but in a better place. The man decided to pull his long cock out of her mouth so that she could see it’s wetness from afar.                “Look at what you did to my dick. Made it all wet with your spit. Naughty little slut.” Gajeel teased with the tip slapping her face a little.                “I-I’m sorry. I didn’t mean too.” Lucy’s eyes were fixated on his naked body.                “I’m going to have you work that ass off to make up for it. Ride my cock with that sexy little outfit you have on.” he said as he hopped onto the bed with his hard dick sticking straight up.                “YES!” Lucy let out as she quickly climbed on top of his lap to hover her slit over the tip.                The sensitive tip felt the heat coming from her warm wet pussy as she lowered onto it. Lucy enjoyed the feeling of being stretched open when she sat down on top of his lap. Her legs were shaking because of how much she was able to shove inside her before the first naughty moan slipped out. Her hands pressed against his chest as she began to bounce onto him with a decent amount of pussy juice slobbering over his dick. Gajeel kept staring at her large breasts that were about to pop out of her small blue tank top. Every time she bounced around they would nearly slip out of the cleavage hole. Gajeel decided to pull them out so that her large breasts were there to squeeze and dance along her aggressive bouncing. He started to spank the side of her legs which left little hand prints. Lucy loved it. A little pain seemed to have a positive effect on her stimulation. Lucy would trail her hands up and down her toned stomach so that he could see parts of her bare skin. The bed started to move around due to her constant bouncing on his cock.                Gajeel sat up a little so that he could slide one of her large breasts into his mouth to suck on. He gently cupped her ass cheeks from underneath her skirt to squeeze tightly. Lucy loved having her body toyed with like this while she got her way. Soft sensual moans kept leaving her mouth each time she felt his hard cock push in deeper inside. The girl winced when his sharp fangs bit down into her breast. It didn’t pierce the skin but it would leave a bruised mark. A mark that would be his claim on her body. What kept her going was the fact that she could have his cock and Natsu’s heart all to herself.                “I love this!” Lucy said through her soft moans.                “I know you do. I can tell! Hell woman, you move like a dragon yourself.” Gajeel said as a compliment.                “Do you like my tits bouncing around?!” Lucy let out with a dark blush appearing on her cute face.                “I could suck on these big things all day! Large titties turn me rock hard!” said Gajeel as he bit down onto the other large breast.                “Mm! Y-You can have them! They’re yours to do whatever you desire with!” Lucy said before biting her lower lip in pleasure.                “Damn right it belongs to me! This body is mine to fuck!”                He pulled her down and threw her to the large bed so that he could climb on top of her. Lucy was afraid at first because she thought she pushed him a little too far, but the look of his cock heading it’s way to her pussy again was so mesmerizing. She opened her legs up and welcomed him with opened arms. Gajeel rammed his fat cock into her pussy so easily that she nearly felt it hit the wall inside. Lucy’s eyes closed tightly as the man began to pound into her so hard yet so good. The sounds of her pussy’s juices splashing around his titan cock made her easily curl her toes from the pleasure she was receiving. This was the exact feeling that she wanted to feel with Natsu, but he wasn’t that great at it. Gajeel knew what to do and say to push her to that next step. Lucy didn’t even notice that he came inside of her already because he kept pounding his fat cock deeper inside each second that passed. All of his white hot cum kept spilling out of her pussy and onto his dirty sheets.                “S-So good!” Lucy cried out with her tongue sticking out.                “Sexy little slut. I’m not even close to finishing with you.” Gajeel said with his sweat landing onto her breasts.                “YES! F-FUCK ME MORE!” Lucy couldn’t wait to feel more of his physical love.                Gajeel leaned down over her body so that her large breasts were pressed against his muscular pecks. He placed his lips against her neck which hit the right spot for her. Lucy moved in closer so that she could get the strong clean scent coming from him. She was enjoying his company to the max. Lucy moved her hands downward so that she could get a firm hold of his ass. Gajeel slowly brought his tongue down towards her tits. He started to lick them a couple of times so that she could feel the cool air afterwards. Lucy took a deep breath when he removed his cock from her wet pussy. Her juices and his cum mixed together was trailing down to her ass and onto the bed. Gajeel leaned over and landed down beside her. Lucy climbed beside him as if she was his lover, Levy. The man glanced down at her sexy body which caused his fat cock to harden again. Lucy took notice of it and decided to take it into her hand while she rested her head on top of his chest. She began to jerk it off since it was still nice and wet from the mixture of their combined juices.                “You surprise me. Never knew you were like this to begin with.” Gajeel said.                “I didn’t know myself. You changed me. I think. Ever since we had sex the first time, I couldn’t stop thinking about it. You were just amazing, Gajeel. I mean it.” she said as she continued to stroke his dick in her hand.                “Well, whatever. Levy should be coming home soon so maybe you should just go already?” he said with his eyes closing to rest.                “A-Already? You didn’t like it?” she pouted a little.                “You know I did. If I didn’t, I wouldn’t have came so much inside you.”                “Then why not another quickie? Come on? You’re already hung!” said Lucy as she got up to grip his cock a little tighter.                “No.” said Gajeel.                “I’ll let you fuck my little tight ass?” she teased.                “Oh? Is it as tight as last time?”                “Maybe even tighter. I haven’t stuck anything in there since you.” Lucy said with her lips slowly wrapping around the tip to suck a little.                “Intriguing. Fine. Then we’ll fuck once more before you leave. Wouldn’t want you to leave unsatisfied.”                “Thanks, Gajeel.” she said with a bright smile.                Lucy wrapped her large tits around his cock to squeeze. The tip was still in her mouth so that she could wiggle her tongue against it while stroking his fat dick with her breasts. Gajeel was enjoying himself quite a bit since she was the one doing all the work this time. The girl kept glancing at him to notice that he was just resting with his eyes closed. Either he was tired and bored, or he was that relaxed to have her suck his dick. Lucy couldn’t quite understand it at that moment, but she did love the taste of their juices against her tongue.                The young girl shoved her head down further on to his dick so that the tip was hitting the back of her throat. In this position, she focused more on the sucking pressure than the stroking. Gajeel winced a little since his cock was still sensitive form cumming just a few moments ago. Lucy knew how men got after they came, so she was taking advantage of the situation. She kept going down on his dick with her saliva dripping onto his large balls. Gajeel moved his hand down to her back so that he could trail his fingers along her shoulder blades. Lucy felt as though she could fall asleep with how comforting he was to her. The girl removed her breasts from before taking hold of his massive dick with both hands. She began to stroke him so hard yet so good with the tip still being sucked on. The pressure she was building up in her mouth was enough to make him cum again. Gajeel woke up from this since his hot cream spilled onto her tongue and down her throat. Lucy wanted it all for herself. If Levy was there, she wouldn’t of let her have any of it.                “Damn girl! I didn’t know you’d make me cum so damn quick! What the hell?! I thought I was going to fuck you in the ass?!” Gajeel said as he slowly sat up to stare at her.                “I wanted a treat…before we got to the super fun stuff!” Lucy said with a dark blush appearing.                “Whatever. Got on my dick and let’s begin.” Gajeel ordered.                “You just came! You have more in the tank?” Lucy was astounded by his stamina.                “Woman, I deal with Dragons. I could fuck you all night if I wanted too. But we’re just going to do it once and that’s it.” he said as he tapped his lap for her to climb on.                “Alright! I get it!” Lucy got up to squat down on top of his dick, but this time she was facing away with her large juicy ass facing his direction.                Lucy felt the tip slide into her wet pussy easily. She placed her hands on his legs so that she could balance herself out. The girl began to bounce her fat ass on top of his cock as it started to go inside further. The harder she smashed her ass into his lap, the more his thick rod went inside her pink pussy. Lucy was already feeling more than half of him entering inside her body which already made her legs feel weak. Gajeel was resting against the pillows again while watching the beautiful sight in front of him. He loved seeing her ass peek through the skirt each time she slammed it onto him. Lucy must have really wanted this since she was already moaning out his name over and over again. That kind of thing turned him on. Especially when Levy would do it all through out the night.                “You have a sexy ass. Maybe I will fuck it after you do this? Looks tight enough for me to enjoy.” he said before spanking her ass.                “Y-You can fuck it! I want you to stick this dick inside as far as you can! I want to feel you inside me with that dirty hole of mine!” Lucy said as she moaned out a little louder.                “Tch. Don’t have to tell me twice, damn it!” Gajeel said as he continued to spank her ass to see it jiggle around.                The man’s large hands started to rub her ass cheeks a few times to get a feel of their supple softness. Her skin did look fairly soft to begin with, but touching it was another experience. It’s probably why he enjoyed having his cock being sandwiched by her large breasts just now. Lucy didn’t show it, but her face was completely red when he kept rubbing her cheeks without spanking them like he was before. The thought of him eating her ass out was turning her on too, but that wouldn’t happen. Especially if he was going to wreck her butt in just a couple of moments.                “S-So…when do we switch to…anal?” Lucy said as she turned around to see him.                “I’m ready.” he said as he pushed her off and bent her over.                “Oh my!” Lucy felt her body being lifted up as her ass was sticking out in front of him.                Gajeel trailed the tip of his wet dick between her cheeks to embarrass her a little more. He enjoyed teasing her like this since she thought she was the one in charge. Demanding him to fuck her since the beginning of this enjoyable scenario. Gajeel pushed the tip into her tight entrance which kept spitting him out. He was starting to lose his patience since her ass was too tight for him to put inside. He put two fingers in his mouth to get soaking wet. Without hesitating, he slid them into her ass which nearly perked her up. Lucy felt his fingers wiggle around inside her dirty hole which was a super turn on. The girl laid her head down on the bed so that her hands could be free to spread her ass cheeks apart.                “F-Fuck my ass…Gajeel….” she said softly.                The young man pulled his fingers out of her cute ass before attempting to push the tip of his dick inside again. It went in, but just the tip.l Gajeel bit his lower lip as he forced more than half of his member into her tight ass. This caused Lucy to feel a strong sense of pain. The pain shot up her body and nearly knocked her out, but the pain didn’t last. It was her fault to begin with since she didn’t prepare her ass for him. Lucy wanted to use some anal toys to open herself up, but she wanted him to feel her tight walls swallow his cock. Lucy looked back at him with saliva dripping down from her tongue. The woman was panting like a dog when he started to thrust into her ass to open her up some more. The girl gripped the sheets tightly which caused a stray of wrinkles to appear on the bed. Gajeel was enjoying the view and the cute whimpers she let out each time he pushed into her tight ass.                Lucy kept nodding every so often to show him that she was okay. The pain and pleasure was a bit too much for her to speak out like she usually would. A little pain was great during this kind of sexual play. It erected her nipples and caused her clit to become real sensitive to the cool air hitting it. The girl slid one hand down her body so that she could start fingering herself. Pussy juice splashed down onto her hand due to the amount of pleasure she was experiencing that second. She couldn’t understand how well Gajeel was with anal. The woman felt her body shake because she was coming to her climax. He noticed the change in her breathing and the heat that her sexy white body was emitting now. Gajeel grabbed both of her arms to pull her back. She was hovering off the bed with his cock still drilling deeper inside her ass.                “Do you like that?! Huh?!” he said while plowing into her.                “Y-Y Y-Yes!” she could barely talk.                “That’s a good little slut! Now! Who’s ass does this belong too?!” he asked her with a demanding voice.                “M-Mine?”                “Wrong! Who’s sexy ass does this belong too?!” Gajeel said with his fangs showing.                “Y-Yours?!” she said with her breasts bouncing around from his constant thrusting.                “It’s my ass now?!”                “Y-Yes! Gajeel!”                “Say it louder!”                “IT’S YOUR ASS!” she cried out in pure pleasurable dominance.                Gajeel busted a nut inside of her ass which caught her by surprise. The woman fell back onto the bed with his cum pouring deeper into her ass. She could feel the hot sensation entering her lower stomach which was rather satisfying. He was leaning over her body with his naked self already breaking a sweat. He gently pulled his fat cock out of her ass so that a large portion of his thick cum spilled onto her cheeks. Gajeel spanked her ass again so that he could rub his cum all over her butt like a lotion. But she knew what he was doing. Gajeel was marking his territory with his musky scent. She had no problem with it, since she already told him that her ass belonged to him. Hell, her whole body was his, except for her heart. That was still Natsu’s.                “Heh. I’m going to go take another shower. Don’t want to be mean, but my dick smell’s like your ass now.” Gajeel said as he climbed off the bed to head to the bathroom.                “W-Wait.” she said with a dark blush.                “What?”                “Let me take a shower with you?”                “Hurry it up then.” he said as he opened the door to the next room.                Lucy got up from the bed while quickly removing her tank top and skirt. She didn’t bring any panties in the first place cause she knew she was going to get laid. There wasn’t a point in having something that was going to just get in the way. Lucy rushed into the bathroom to see him already standing in the shower with his naked body covered in the hot water. Lucy entered the shower to place her lips on his. The man pulled her in to hold close against his naked muscular self while his hands gripped her soft ass. Lucy was determined to have one more fuck before they ended their shower together. But she wondered what would happen if her friend found them fucking without her permission. Lucy was already in too deep and she couldn’t fight the urge to stop. Gajeel had already trailed his wet cock against her clit to tease her a little.                “I’m going to fuck you one more time. Then I”m sending you home. Got it?” he whispered into her ear through the steam.                “…yes.” she said with a dark blush.                “Clean my dick with some soap…then suck it good.” Gajeel said.                “Yes…Gajeel…” said Lucy as she grabbed a bar of soap to lather in her hands.                The young woman got down on to her knees as she rubbed the soap along his fat hung cock. It wasn’t as thick as it was before, but It was starting to take shape. She continued to clean his manly meat off until the scent of her own ass was disappearing. Gajeel placed his hand on her head to move her away. The hot water washed the soap away so that she was able to put it into her mouth when she was ready. But Lucy wanted to rub his balls next with the soap to wash them good. She planned to put them into her mouth next while stroking his fat dick. As soon as she was done massaging them with her hands, she washed the suds off. The girl looked up at him with a smile before placing his balls into her mouth to lick and suck.                “Like some balls in your mouth?” he said jokingly.                “They’re just so big…and thick.” said Lucy as she continued to suck on them.                “Not going to lie. That feels pretty damn good.”                “I’m glad!” she said before sliding the dick into her mouth to suck next.                Gajeel loved the look she had on her face. They were both wet and hot for another round of pounding, but he couldn’t think of another position to do besides the ones he’s done before. Looking out the window, he noticed a frog hopping along the rim of it. The way it was squatting on all fours gave him an idea. He turned back to notice Lucy really going at it with his cock again by sucking on it hard and fast. Gajeel easily pull his dick away from her mouth before lifting her up and setting her back down. She was resting on all fours with her legs squatting over and her ass sticking up. Gajeel rammed his cock so far up her pussy that she nearly slipped in the tub. The water continued to pour on to their naked bodies as he began to plow her in the pussy as hard as he could. Lucy began to think of the events that lead up to this moment.                Lucy recalled getting on her knees to suck his cock off in the beginning. He was already into the idea of having sex, he just didn’t want to admit it. She then remembered climbing onto the bed to ride his cock with her breasts bouncing around in front of his face. Lucy enjoyed him sucking on her breasts and grabbing her ass. The images of her doing the reverse cowgirl position put a bright smile on her face. She does love showing off her sexy white cute ass for anyone willing to see it. Gajeel seemed to love it since he kept rubbing and spanking her every chance he got. But the memory she would always keep was him fucking her hard in the ass. The feeling of having his thick dick stretching her out was exhilarating. Lucy’s concentration nearly broke when she almost slipped again in the shower. This was a dangerous position in the shower, but it felt so good to have a good amount of her pussy accessible for his dick to explore.                “L-Let’s take this out of the shower!” she said as she slowly climbed out of the tub to get in the same position on the floor below.                Gajeel hopped out of the shower and easily got back into position behind her. His cock went into the other hole this time though. That caught Lucy off guard since her ass was already opened up enough for him to easily slide back in. The girl felt the pressure building up inside her pussy again because of how great it felt to have him in her butt. Lucy looked back to see the man grinning with a lustful expression. The sight of his cock being swallowed up by her tightest hole was amazing to see. Gajeel smirked when his dick went in all the way to release the final bit of cum he had in store for her. Lucy couldn’t help but let out a powerful moan of pleasure when his hot stuff filled her ass once again. But the door’s handle suddenly opened with Levy walking in on them.                “W-What’s going on?” Levy asked with an angry expression appearing.                “L-Levy! I can explain!” Gajeel immediately pulled his dick out of Lucy’s ass.                “Levy! It’s…I….” Lucy grabbed a towel to hide her naked body from her friend’s view.                “You two. Really? Couldn’t you have waited until I got home?! I want to have some fun sexy time too!” Levy said as she tackled Gajeel down to the floor.                “You’re not mad?!” Gajeel was scared and confused at the same time.                “Babe, I knew you were going to fuck her again. I don’t mind that! But this time…I want to fuck her with you.” Levy said as she kissed him softly on the lips.                “W-What? Levy? Y-You want to have sex with me too?” Lucy said with a dark blush appearing on her face.

Chapter 5 - Lucy x Romeo

The library had some special visitors today since a new book came out that caught Lucy Heartfilia’s attention. It was a special book written by her favorite author. Lucy had dragged Natsu over to the library to help her look for it, but he wasn’t quite excited as she was. He made up a few lame excuses to get out of it, but she only accepted it since he would probably cause a scene there. Natsu left the library with Happy while Lucy was there alone with the librarian. That was until Wendy and Romeo entered the building to find her in one of the old aisles. Wendy immediately ran over to her friend to give her a warm hug. It had been quite a while since they’ve ran into each other outside of a Quest.                “How have you been, Lucy?!” Wendy said with a cheerful expression.                “I’ve been quite alright. What about you? Are you still dating Romeo over there?” Lucy said with a playful smirk.                “O-Of course she’s still dating me! W-We’ve been together for a little while now!” Romeo said with a dark blush appearing on his face.                “Don’t let him get to you. He didn’t want to come to the library today. I just needed to stop by to drop some books off is all.” Wendy said as she looked up to Lucy.                “He’s the same as Natsu then. He didn’t want to stay and help me look for a special book. Though I doubt it would be here today. Maybe next week it will arrive?” said Lucy.                “Do you want me to go ask the Librarian? Wait, I’ll be late for my next stop! I’ll have Romeo stay behind and help you!” Wendy said.                “Y-You’ll lend me Romeo?” Lucy said as she stared at the younger male.                “Yeah! He’s really good at doing what you ask him! He may act tough sometimes, but he’s a real big softy. Hey, Romeo!” Wendy called out.                “What’s the matter? Did you finish up here?” Romeo asked her.                “I want you to stay behind and help Lucy here, okay?” she asked him.                “Why? She’s a big girl! She can find her books on her own.” said Romeo.                “Hey, I don’t need your help you little twerp! I can find the books by myself! Well, book. I’ll talk to you later Wendy.” Lucy said as she walked away.                “Look what you did! Now you stay here and help her okay? I need to go do some errands, but I’ll be back to get you. Okay?” Wendy said before she placed a soft kiss on his cheek.                “Fine! Just…don’t take too long.” Romeo was trying to act tough with his cheeks blushing.                “That’s my boy!” Wendy skipped out of the Library with a happy look on her cute face.                Romeo had peeked past one of the large bookshelves to see Lucy bending over. Lucy was wearing a short black skirt with a white tank top, so her sexy black lingerie panties could be seen. The young man had looked down to see that he was already erect from seeing her dark colored panties. Part of him wanted to go over and bend that ass over to tame, but Natsu would kill him. Romeo shook his head before heading over to help her find the dumb book she was so interested in. Lucy turned back to see the blushing boy come up to her with his arms resting behind his head.                “What’s up? Do you need something?” Lucy asked him with her beautiful blonde hair landing down near her breasts.                “I-I’m here…to help you….or whatever.” said Romeo.                “Oh really? That’s awesome! Can you hold this step ladder still while I climb up there? I need to have a better look at the names here but it’s too wobbly.” Lucy said as she placed her hand gently on his shoulder.                “Yes. Yes I can do that.” Romeo took hold of the ladder so that she could climb up.                “Thanks Romeo!” Lucy said.                The young woman made it to the top of the foot ladder to see the books at the top of the shelf. The librarian had left the room because she believed everyone had left for lunch. It was her time to go out and grab a bite to eat before it was time to return. The doors clicked which caught Lucy’s attention. She turned around to see the main door was closed shut. But that wasn’t the main thing she noticed. Romeo was looking up her skirt with his eyes staring directly at her black panties. Lucy felt hot and violated, but it wasn’t a bad thing. It reminded her of the time she had with Gajeel when he snuck over one night and fucked her in the bed while Natsu was asleep. Romeo noticed that she was glaring down at him with a stern look on her face.                “Like what you see, little perv?” She asked him.                “I-I um.” Romeo let the ladder go which caused her to fall down on him.                A loud sound came from the Library, but nobody rushed in to see what had happened. That meant that they were all alone in the large building filled with books. Lucy slowly pushed herself off of the young man with her breasts still pressing down on his face. He didn’t want to move; Romeo was fine with his current position. Lucy sat up on his lap when a book from the top shelf tipped over. It almost landed on Romeo’s face, but she ended up catching it. The page opened up on it’s own which was rather strange. The fascinated girl felt as though she was being pulled into reading the first verse that was in her face. Romeo tried to sit up but she was still sitting on his lap. Once again, he was totally fine with this outcome. He always had a thing for Lucy ever since he was younger. A beautiful blonde women with a bombshell body like hers was his ideal lady. When he hit puberty, all he could imagine was bending her over and taking her down for a sexual fuck. But he was with Wendy, and he couldn’t imagine cheating on her. Wendy was nothing but kind and sweet to him. To betray that trust would crush her.                “Are you alright Lucy? Sorry, I didn’t meant to let the ladder go.” Romeo asked as he rubbed his head.                “You’re a perv, but I’m alright. Just, this book.” said Lucy as she continued to read it.                “What’s it say? The cover is rather creepy looking.” he said softly.                “I think it’s a spell book! It’s neat! Here, let me read one of these incantations!” Lucy said with a bright smile.                “Wait, is that safe?” Romeo was nervous.                The young lad tried to sit up but she refused to get off his lap. The woman was determined to read what on the dirty old page. The first few words that left her lips weren’t in their own language. Lucy was doing her best in trying to pronounce them without making sound too weird. Halfway through the scripture, Romeo felt a little different. It’s as though his lustful desires were overpowering his thinking. Lucy was able to feel his hard rock cock pressing up against her ass while she sat on his lap still. The woman looked at the book to see a translated section. She read a spell for mating. Something she honestly wouldn’t have read if she knew what it did.                “I-I’m sorry Romeo! D-Do you feel any different?” Lucy asked him with her breasts jiggling from the smallest movement.                “I don’t feel…right. I feel…so horny right now. My cock…is trying to break out of my pants.” he said with his face red from embarrassment.                “You’re not alone. I can feel it and…I want it. I want it inside me.” Lucy said as she put the book down on the floor.                “What do we….do now?” Romeo asked as Lucy climbed down lower towards his groin.                “I think you know what we’re gonna do. I’ve seen how you’ve been eyeing me. Always staring at me…wanting me…right?” said a seductive Lucy.                “I-…I um.” Romeo watched as Lucy pulled his pants down to reveal his hard cock.                “A big boy you are! I wonder if it tastes as good as it looks.” she said before sliding his thick dick into her mouth.                “T-That feels…good.” Romeo muttered as she continued to suck on the tip.                Lucy kept wiggling her tongue underneath the tip of his cock which felt rather amazing. He was a little new to the sexual thrill since Wendy wasn’t quite there in the relationship just yet. Romeo would always sneak off to beat his cock in peace when he was in the mood. There were some days where Wendy would catch him doing it, but she never hassled him for relieving himself. That’s was one of the reasons why they were so good with each other. But now he was having Lucy gargle his cock in her mouth as if he was Natsu himself. The thought of being caught by either one of their lovers was a troublesome scenario though. Romeo tried to forget about that stuff since having his dick licked by a beautiful woman he admired was more important. The way Lucy would slide her long wet tongue around his shaft was rather exquisite. Romeo combed his fingers through her beautiful blonde hair while she continued to suck on his cock.                It was quiet in the guild’s library. The librarian and the other usual visitors weren’t in since it’s lunch time. The door wasn’t necessarily locked, but the chances of someone coming here at this time were very slim. That meant the two had a good hour of sexual activities to enjoy before everyone returned to their usual tasks. Wendy was for sure going to come by soon to pick Romeo up from the Library. That was one of the reasons why he wanted to stop doing what he was currently doing, but the urge to fight it off wasn’t that powerful. He loved having his cock sucked by a woman that knew how to please her man. She must have had some experience to be able to suck like that. Romeo smiled at the beautiful girl when she removed the sloppy saliva covered cock from her mouth. Lucy had pulled her top off to reveal her large bouncy breasts. She had placed them around his cock to squeeze. Romeo felt the new sensation of the soft jiggly tits swallow up his dick. She began to move her breasts up and down his cock while the tip of her tongue wiggled against the wet head. Some of his pre-cum would spill out of the slit for her to taste.                “Not bad, Romeo. It’s not bitter…but not sweet.” said Lucy as she continued to lick the tip of his young dick.                “L-Lucy…I-…I want to put it in you.” Romeo said with his cock pulsing between her breasts.                “Yeah? You want to fuck me? You want to fuck me hard?” Lucy said.                “…I so want to bend that ass over. I want to stick it deep in your ass.” Romeo couldn’t believe what he was saying to her.                “Mm. You’re getting me rather hot and excited. My pussy is drenching already to have this in me.”                “Sit…on my dick and bounce! I want to see your titties bounce all over the place!” Romeo said as he reached down to squeeze her large breasts.                “Oh baby, that sounds hot.” she said as she gobbled the head down for a quick suck.                “Y-Yes! T-That feels so good!” Romeo started to remove his shirt to reveal his slender hairless chest.                Lucy slowly removed his cock from her mouth again to watch the warm saliva drip down her smooth breasts. They slid downward until small puddles formed on his chest. She had slowly stood up to squat over his cock with her skirt dangling around. Romeo couldn’t believe that he was going to have sexy with the great Lucy Heartfilia. Lucy knew by the look on his face that he was very eager to accept her vuloptious pussy. She propped down onto his cock to feel the slight pressure. Lucy gently lowered herself onto his cock until it was nearly all the way inside her wet pink pussy. The girl placed her hands on his chest to keep her balance from falling over. Lucy began to bounce on his dick with her breasts dancing around from the slow rhythm. Her juices had already started to leak out from the pink folds below. Romeo still couldn’t believe that she would do something like this with him. Especially since they were alone in the guild library together.                “S-So hot!” Romeo muttered as she bounced on his cock some more.                “You like that? You like the way I land on your teenage cock?” Lucy said with a sly lustful smirk.                “Y-Yes! It’s…It’s so beautiful. I love…this. I love it!” Romeo reached out to grope her bouncing titties.                The young woman continued to bounce onto his cock without slowing down. It seemed as though Lucy was the one that was inflicted with the magical lustful spell the most. Romeo was just there for the ride until Wendy would return to pick him up. Hopefully Wendy wouldn’t catch him in the act. Lucy loved the way his cock felt inside of her body. It wasn’t as thick and manly like Gajeel’s or Natsu’s, but it had potential. Romeo looked into her eyes when she slammed her ass as hard as she could down into his lap. The woman slowly moved her hips up and down to have his dick rub against the walls inside her wet hole. Clear juices kept spilling out the more she would grind into him. The way she moved her body made him blush to the point where he sat up to kiss her on the lips. Lucy wasn’t expecting this kind of intimate exposure from him. She pulled him closer to her large breasts with her tongue sliding into his mouth.                Lucy licked along his tongue with her hands rubbing his clear toned back to hold him close. This was an exciting time to be alone together since nobody was going to come waltzing in to stop them. At least, that’s what they had hoped. The door to the Library had opened up with Natsu and Happy entering the building. Lucy stopped what she was doing and just sat on Romeo’s cock. Romeo placed his hand on her mouth to keep her from moaning out. He was at his limit since his dick was almost about to burst open and fill her up with his hot steamy cum. Natsu walked around the stacks of books where Lucy was last seen. Happy was standing by the entrance since he was a little hungry.                “Let’s go Natsu! I’m sure Lucy isn’t here right now during lunch time!” said Happy.                “I know, but she was going to meet me. You don’t think something happened to her, do you happy?” said Natsu as he looked out the window.                “Lucy? She’s a strong woman that can take care of herself! Also, if you forgot! We’re in the Guild’s official library! Nobody would be dumb enough to come and kidnap her here! Too many of us are lurking around.” Happy said with a bright smile.                “I guess you’re right. Alright, let’s go get something to eat. We can come back later to see if she returned. Don’t know why she likes writing so much.” said Natsu.                Natsu looked around the library once more before walking to the entrance. Happy closed the door behind them when they left. Lucy and Romeo didn’t move an inch when they were in the Library with them. Natsu didn’t check everywhere since they were half-naked in the back where the old books were located. As soon as Lucy knew they were alone together; she started to bounce on his cock faster than before. This made Romeo cry out with his cum spilling up into her young body. Lucy loved the way his manly semen filled her up with a couple of extra shots dripping out. The young woman gave him another kiss before carefully lifting herself off of him.                Lucy sat down on the floor with her skirt still on. She parted her legs to show him what her actual pussy looked like. The sight before him was so great that he expelled another cum shot from his cock. It landed on her breasts with a great volume of it. Lucy used her finger to swipe some of it up to taste. She seemed rather pleased since it was still hot. Using her fingers, she parted her lips between her legs to allow the warm cum to spill out like a running river. The cum started to pool up underneath her thick ass cheeks. She carefully brought her hand up to her toned tummy. The fingertips trailed along the soft breasts with a warm smile on her face.                “Fuck me, Romeo. Fuck me right here with that manly little cock of yours!” said Lucy as she laid down on the wooden floor.                “You don’t have to tell me twice!” he said with an eager face.                The young teenager had hopped off his ass and climbed onto the beautiful woman in the skirt. The skirt ruffled up to her waist when her legs were spread wide open. The cock brushed against the gentle folds of her pussy until he finally found the hole to slide it in. Lucy loved the way it felt when he shoved the whole cock inside. The cum that was stored inside came spilling out due to the impact. Lucy couldn’t help but lean back with her large tits bouncing about each time he thrusted into her tight pussy. Cum continued to leak out of her until there was nothing left inside. All that she had left was some of her own clear juices that were being made by his lustful pushing. Romeo leaned down to rest his face between her large tits. They were as soft as the pillows back at his home where he slept with Wendy. Lucy placed her hands down on his back while he plowed into her with a hungry appetite.                “D-Deeper!” she moaned out.                “S-So fucking good!” Romeo said through her large breasts.                “F-Fuck me harder!”                “I-It’s so good!” Romeo continued to thrust into her while her legs dangling in the air.                “F-Fill me up again! Romeo! I want you…to fuck my tight little ass…after this!” said Lucy with a dark blush on her cute face.                “Your ass?!” Romeo couldn’t believe what he was hearing.                “Yes! My tight sexy little ass! I want you to stuff it with your manly thick cock! Fill me up with your hot cum! I want to feel it inside my ass next! Please?!” Lucy wasn’t herself.                “I’m gonna fuck your ass next! I want too!”                “Please! H-Hurry up and fuck me!” she begged him.                Romeo felt as though a match had been lit inside of him. The burning sensation to hurry up and cum inside of her pussy and then fuck her in the ass was his new goal. He wanted to know what it felt like to stick his penis inside of a tight hole. Her pussy wasn’t that tight since his size wasn’t as masculine like his friends. Romeo took hold of her ankles to lift her lower body up a little. He started to thrust into her pussy as fast as he could without tiring himself out. He kept it at a decent pace so that she wouldn’t lose any interest during the fuck. Romeo just wanted to treat her good since this was probably the only time they’d be able to do this kind of thing together. It’s possible that Wendy might open up and actually let him fuck her one night, but that was a risky subject to bring up with her. But the thought of having Wendy; the innocent one of the guild to suck his cock was a magnificent dream. A dream that he wanted to bring to fruition.                Keeping his mind off of Lucy, he was able to concentrate long enough to blow his load into her pussy. Some of the hot mixture came spilling out near the clit due to how high her ass was lifted up from the floor. Romeo carefully laid her back down so that he could rest on top of her naked body. She held him close to him as his cock continued to shoot a few more loads of cum inside her pussy. The woman was out of her mind still due to the influence of the magical cursed book. She didn’t care about the fact that she could get pregnant with Romeo’s kids. All she wanted was to get filled up in each hole before the effects wore off.                Lucy gently pushed him off so that she could show him the handy work he did to her. The woman lifted her legs up and spread them apart to reveal her sexy pink pussy again. Some of his cum came spilling out onto the floor which was a major turn on for him. Romeo quickly got up and stood in front of the woman with his dick easily sliding down her throat. She was rather amazed by how quick he was to get it down there. Lucy loved the way it felt in her mouth. It wasn’t completely hard, but not too soft either. She started to suck out the last couple of drops that were still hidden inside the base of his cock. Romeo placed his hand on top of her head while she licked his sack clean from the left over droplets. When he pulled his dick out of her mouth, it was hard again. The shine from her spit caught her attention as she slowly stood up to drop her cute skirt to the floor. Lucy slowly turned around and bent over in front of the wall with her plumped ass sticking out for him. Romeo smacked her ass hard enough to see the cheeks jiggle around from the impact. He playfully slid the tip of his cock between her subtle ass cheeks to get a feel of where the hole was exactly. Lucy had used her hands to spread them apart to show him exactly where it was.                “Fuck my ass! Just ram it in me and start pumping that sexy thing inside me!” Lucy said with her legs quivering from the anticipation.                Romeo carefully pushed the tip of his cock through the rim of her ass. It wasn’t too hard, but the real challenge was getting more than half of his dick inside her tight butt. Lucy knew all to well that she was tight in that hole since she had some exercise to squeeze with all her might. That’s how she would make Gajeel cum so quick when he fucked her raw in the ass. Romeo planted his hands on her hips to keep her still so that he could focus on plowing her so good in the tightest hole on her body. The young teenager thrusted swiftly inside without holding back. He wanted to fulfill her wish by cumming inside her with everything he had stored inside. Well, whatever he had left within his balls.                “It’s so tight, Lucy! I-I might cum already!” Romeo said with sweat dripping down the sides of his face.                “Fuck me damn it! Don’t hold back! I want you to wreck my ass!” she demanded as her ass jiggled because of the quick impacts.                “A-Are you feeling okay, Lucy?!” Romeo was starting to get a little worried for her, since her personality was changing just a tad bit.                “I-I’m sorry. I-I just love anal…it feels so good! Keep going and then I can give you another reward!” said Lucy as she planted her hands against the wall to keep her body nice and firm.                “Alright!”                The young lad kept bumping his body into her voluptuous ass to watch it jiggle so beautifully. The sight before him was something he had only dreamed of when thinking about her late at night. There were a couple of times where he would try to sneak a peak under her skirt when they were out on a quest together with a few other guild mates. But when Natsu was around, he couldn’t get too close without looking suspicious. Now that he’s alone with her, he could do whatever he wanted. Well that was until the power of the spell wore off.                “Why are you slowing down?” asked Lucy.                “S-Sorry!” Romeo shook his head and continued to thrust into her tight butt.                The sensation wrapped around his cock was rather different when compared to her pussy counterpart. It wasn’t as wet and moist inside, but rather warm and rough. He was lucky that he still had some of her saliva on his dick to help lessen the friction inside. If there wasn’t anything being used a lube, he would have came already and probably damaged something inside her ass. Hurting her was the last thing he ever wanted to do since she was so beautiful and nice to him. Romeo decided to take charge and lead now. The young man had quickly pulled his cock out of her ass to force her down onto her knees again. She loved how manly he became in that instant. She felt his dick slide into her mouth so that she could taste herself. Lucy closed her eyes and started to suck hard on his cock while licking away any residue from her ass. Romeo had a good grip of her blonde hair in his hand with a menacing smile.                “Lick that good, baby. I want it nice and wet so that it can go back in your cute little ass.” said Romeo.                “Yes…” she muttered into his dick.                The woman continued to suck hard on his cock while spit kept sliding down his shaft to hit his balls. Large saliva bubbles kept forming around her mouth because of how much spit she was creating from the glands inside. Romeo kept pulling his cock out of her mouth to see if it was soaked enough. It was pretty good and wet, but it didn’t have the shine he was looking for. Romeo quickly shoved it back into her mouth so that she could get back to licking it nice and good. The sound of the door being opened caught his attention though. He looked back to see Wendy walk in with the cute little outfit she was wearing. The young girl was able to see Romeo from where he was, but the sight of seeing him without a shirt was rather weird. Romeo kept hold of Lucy’s hair as he forced her towards a desk to hide under. Lucy kept sucking on his cock while the chairs around the table kept her hidden from Wendy’s sight.                “Hi Romeo! Are you ready to go?” she asked him.                “N-Not yet. I’m still helping L-Lucy with some stuff.” he said as Lucy kept sucking his dick under the table.                “Yeah? Where is Lucy? Also, why don’t you have a shirt?” Wendy asked with a light blush appearing on her face.                “Oh! Right. Well. L-Lucy kinda spilled some kind of liquid on my shirt. She felt bad and ran off to clean it. I told her I’d keep researching for her in here.” said Romeo.                “That’s really nice of you, Romeo. But, why are you flushed? Are you feeling unwell? Do you want me to help you with the research?” Wendy placed her bag down, but Romeo shook his head.                “N-No. Please, you can go on without me. I don’t want to bore you with all these old musky books. I’ll catch up with you in a little while! Okay?” said Romeo.                “Gak!” the sound of Lucy sucking his cock echoed in the library.                “What was that sound?” Wendy asked him.                “What sound?” said Romeo with a blushing face.                “The weird sound that just came out of no where! Are you hiding something, Romeo?” Wendy asked him.                “No, why would you think that? Please, just go and enjoy yourself! I’ll treat you to something sweet when I’m free! Okay?” Romeo said while Lucy gobbled his entire cock in her mouth to suck up good.                “Okay then. As long as you’re helping Lucy out. Take care, okay?” said Wendy as she stood up and left for the door.                As soon as Wendy walked out of the Guild Library door, Romeo pulled his cock out of Lucy’s mouth. The young woman couldn’t help but snicker due to the fact that they were almost caught cheating together. Wendy was so innocent that she didn’t notice Lucy’s panties and clothes on the floor to the side. Even Romeo’s clothes were next to them. Romeo had picked up the laughing girl off the floor and forced her to bend over on the desk. Her naked body pressed against the cool surface as punishment. But the moment he rammed his wet cock back into her mouth was entirely worth it. Lucy loved how forceful he was being. It reminded her of Gajeel, except that his cock wasn’t as long and thick as his was. Romeo couldn’t to ram his dick in and out of her ass without the burning sensation of the friction inside. It was just nice and wet, just like her pussy.                Romeo planted his hand down on the back of her neck to keep her at bay. He didn’t want her to move around too much because he was so close to bursting in her ass already. But having her pressed down wasn’t enough to hold it in. Romeo felt the sudden pressure build up inside his sack until it all came gushing out. Lucy let out a loud cry of pleasure as he filled her ass up. The woman was breathing heavily against the desk with her hot breath fogging the surface up. She loved how hot his stuff was warming her ass up. Romeo slowly pulled his dick out to see the white trail of cum leak out. It slowly slid down to her pussy lips until it reached the point that gravity caused it to drop to the wooden surface.                Lucy had looked back to see the tired look on the young teenager’s face. She had a feeling that he didn’t have anything left inside him to satisfy her, but she was wrong. Romeo had reached back to grab her by the hair to lift her back up from the desk. She felt her body being tossed to the floor below near her clothes. Romeo had grabbed her cute panties and crumbled them up in his hand. Lucy felt her panties being stuffed in her mouth to keep her from making any sounds. Romeo had spanked her ass again before jamming his cock back into her booty. Lucy loved that he wanted to fuck her in the same hole again. She was hoping that he would do her doggy-style, and that was exactly what he was going to do. Romeo placed both of his hands on her hips to keep her still. He wanted to do this nice and quick since Wendy could have had thoughts about them two alone in the Library. He didn’t want to hurt Wendy, but he also didn’t want to pass up the chance to fuck Lucy once more before parting. Lucy had laid her upper body down against the floor to rest up. Her large breasts were pressed firmly against the cool wooden floor while her ass was sticking up for him to play with. The way it jiggled each time he thrusted into her was magical. Lucy pushed the soiled panties out of her mouth so that she could catch her breath.                “I love how fat your ass looks! It’s so juicy! So damn good!” Romeo said as he spanked her to watch it buckle around.                “Y-Yes! Romeo! More! I want more!” said Lucy as her legs shook from the pleasure she was experiencing with him.                “I want to keep fucking you! I want to fuck you whenever I want!” Romeo said as he picked up his thrusting speed.                “Y-Yes! Anytime, Romeo! If you want…your cock sucked…or want a quickie…just….just tell me! I’ll gladly…come running over…to do anything!” Lucy said with some of her clear pussy juice spilling down to the floor.                Romeo loved the fact that she came already before he did. But now that she was almost out of breath, he wanted to finish this up quickly. He had leaned his body over her large ass to really get in there. The tip of his cock kept squishing the cum that was still stored inside that cavity. The thought of being able to fuck her again later was making this the best library visit ever. Romeo cried out when his cock busted open again with another powerful flow of come pouring into her. Lucy had collapsed onto the floor with her eyes closing. She had passed out from the powerful stimulation she felt from him cumming inside her ass twice. The young teenager had pulled his cock out of her tight ass to see the beautiful sight. He decided to wait there until she came too. If he left her naked on the floor, somebody could come in and just rape her in her weakened state. He was a cheater, but not a monster. Romeo smiled at the naked woman on the floor with his cock slowly softening between his legs.                “…I can’t wait to fuck you again, next time. Lucy.” said Romeo with a light blush.

Chapter 6 - Lucy x Romeo x Cana

It was an ordinary day for Lucy Heartfilia when she awoke to the sound of her lover, Natsu, laughing at a silly joke his friend Happy made. She was wearing nothing but the silky soft sheet around her bountiful naked body. It wouldn’t surprise her if Happy had seen her naked before, but she still wanted to be safe and hide it from them. Natsu had seen it quite a bit recently since they became more active as lovers. Lucy chuckled in her hand as she took in the warm welcome by her friends. Happy looked ecstatic to see the sleepy blonde finally awaken from her loud slumber. Natsu stood up from the floor to get his muscles stretched out. He must have been sitting there for quite some time for her to wake up. Lucy had leaned down to reach for her pink panties and blue shorts to slide on underneath the sheet. Natsu had handed her the white tank top that she wore the night before their sexual activity. A blush appeared on the girl when she accepted her clothing from him. Lucy quickly slid the tank top on before coming out from the bed with her hair tied in a ponytail. The girl stood there with a bright smile as her breasts jiggled around from the lack of bra that she was currently missing.                “Lucy! I heard that you were studying hard at the library the other day! Is that true?!” Happy looked so innocent with his cute face.                “Y-Yeah. Except I wasn’t really studying. I was researching about stuff for my novel.” she lied to them with a warm smile.                “Yeah, Lucy has been getting really serious with her book. Last time she was with Levy for the night. Then she went to the library not too long after that. But I don’t try to pry since it’s something that makes her happy.” Natsu said as he smiled back to her.                “Natsu…” her heart began to pound softly since she knew what she was doing was very wrong, especially to someone as sweet as him.                “Hey Lucy, I forgot to mention this last night but Cana wanted to see you.” said Natsu.                “Cana? Did she say what she wanted?” she asked him.                “Not really. Something about it being top secret. Guess you girls have some sneaky stuff, huh? She was going to be waiting at the Guild’s Recovery Room.” Natsu said as he stretched his arms out.                “The Recovery Room? Was she hurt or something?”                “No. She looked totally fine to me. Maybe she wants your help with filing some boring stuff. No thank you! Happy and I will be going off on a fishing trip!” he said as he walked towards the front door with Happy following after him.                “F-Fishing? Since when do you go Fishing?!” Lucy couldn’t believe that he was already walking out of the door.                “I’ll see you later tonight! Don’t wait up!” Natsu said as he closed the door behind him.                “Great! Now I’m going to be completely nervous since I don’t know what Cana wants. Maybe I did something wrong? No. I haven’t done anything to get myself into trouble with the Guild. Especially in the Infirmary room. I don’t understand. What could it be?” Lucy said to herself as she walked to the door.                The young woman stood outside her place with her bag hanging by her side. She began to walk down the path that lead to the large guild area where Cana was waiting for her. The closer she got to the place, the more her body began to shake from the nerves that were cutting loose. Lucy took a deep breath and entered the guild’s hall to see some familiar faces in there. Cana was standing in the back near the back door that lead to a hallway. The brunette had waved her hand around to get Lucy’s attention. Lucy was dreading the thought of getting yelled at by her since she was more of a grownup then she was. The blonde slowly made her way through the large amount of guild mates that were starting a ruckus with their drinking fun. Cana was standing by the door before she opened it for the young girl. Lucy slowly entered to see an old hallway with a few candles lighting the way. Lucy was getting a rather ominous feeling in this spooky place, but it wasn’t too bad since this wasn’t the first time she was in this area of the building. Cana closed the door behind her and lead the way down the hall where the guild recovery room was. Lucy watched as the door was opened to reveal Romeo sitting on the edge of one of the beds.                Lucy entered the small room first before Cana did. The door was closed and securely locked so that nobody could enter. Cana stood in front of the door with her arms crossing in front of her large heavy set breasts that jiggled. She was staring at the two youngsters that were sitting apart from each other. Lucy was about to speak when Cana opened her palm to silence her. Romeo was the youngest in the room so he felt as though he was in timeout. The young teenager quickly stood up to be the man in the situation, but Cana’s gaze instantly shot him back down to the bed without a single peep coming out of his mouth.                “I hope you two know why I’ve called you in here?” Cana said with a serious tone.                “. . .No ma’am.” said Lucy.                “Really? You’re going to act as though nothing happened? Nothing at all?” said Cana                “What do you mean?” Romeo tried to speak up, but he quickly went silent like a dog in fear.                “I saw you two the other day, at the library.” Cana said with her eyes narrowing at the two filthy punks.                “Y-You saw…what?” Lucy was hesitant to say anything that might cause a misunderstanding.                “I saw you two having sex in the library. Through the window, I saw you, Lucy, sucking his young teenage dick as though you craved for it. Then you, Romeo. I watched you fuck her in the ass as if she was a dog in heat. What made you do this?” Cana said as she leaned back against the door.                “. . .A spell book?” Romeo said softly.                “Spell book? Which one?” Cana asked.                “I don’t remember the name, but I accidentally cast a spell that made us extremely…horny.” Lucy said with a soft nervous chuckle.                “Think this is funny? I could have you two expelled from the group for this indecent act.” said Cana.                “W-What?! B-But…isn’t that a little extreme?!” Lucy quickly shot up from the bed to stand toe to toe with Cana.                “It would hurt me to see you two be thrown out of the guild for such a heinous act.” Cana said as she looked away from them.                “W-We’re very sorry. W-We won’t ever do anything like that again with each other.” Romeo said as he got on his knees to beg for forgiveness.                “He’s right! Since the spell, I haven’t had looked at him in the lusty way!” Lucy said with a light blush appearing on her face.                “Lies. I kept an eye on you two and I kept seeing him trying to look up your skirt or down your shirt while you kept checking his crotch for hardness. I’m not blind, Lucy. I’m very observant.” said Cana.                “Crap.” Lucy sat back down on the bed as she exhaled deeply.                “I’m willing to keep this as a secret…however…” Cana smirked.                “However?” Romeo said softly.                “I want in. I want to experience the same lustful desires as you two did in the library. We can do it right now in this room. Nobody will interfere since most of the guild is off doing their own thing. This room has been unoccupied for a good while now. So, what do you say?” Cana said as she pulled Lucy closer to her body so that their large breasts were pressing against each other.                “C-Cana Alberona?! W-What’s gotten into you so suddenly?” Lucy felt her lips close to hers which was causing her heart rate to increase.                “I haven’t had sex in so long. Watching you two through the window while I pleasured myself was an absolute delight. I wanted to crawl through the window to suck his dick and eat your pussy out, but the chance of catching unwanted attention was too high outside. So, I waited. Now, is the perfect time to go all out with each other. Especially since…” Cana slowly released Lucy from her hold as she pulled out a card from her sleeve.                “What are you doing?” Lucy asked.                Cana immediately turned around and threw the yellow card at the door frame. She called it the Silencer Card which nullified any kind of sound from leaving the room. A dragon could roar in this tiny space and nobody in the vicinity would know about it. Cana slowly looked back to see Romeo sitting there with a hard bulge appearing in his pants. The woman easily walked over to him with her eyes staring directly at the size. She got down onto her knees to get a little intimate with the teenager before her. Lucy watched as Cana playfully poked the bulge to see a reaction. Romeo couldn’t believe that he was going to experience another sexual activity with another beautiful busty woman. Cana had slowly slid the zipper down to reveal his light gray boxers. The tip of his cock had already excreted some pre-cum for her to fiddle her finger with softly. The sticky substance was really getting Cana’s attention. Lucy sat back down on the opposite side of the room to watch the horny woman go first. The blonde girl couldn’t believe that she was going to have sex with Romeo again. But the way Cana was being a little forceful did have her heart skip a beat. Lucy’s eyes trailed down to Cana’s perfectly shaped ass that was so plumped up in the air. Cana was wearing tight black shorts that really showed the curves off just right.                “You may be the youngest in here, Romeo. But you’re probably the most energetic when it comes to giving a woman what she desires.” Cana said as she couldn’t to poke at the bulge between his legs.                “I-I uh…” Romeo was at a loss for words.                “What do you plan on doing with him?” Lucy asked with a light blush appearing on her face again.                “Well, I do plan on Sucking his fat cock. Want to watch or join in?” Cana said as she easily forced his pants down to his ankles to reveal his hard long cock.                “I-…I want to watch.” Lucy said as she stood up from the bed to sit on the one they were currently on.                “Naughty girl. I like that.” Cana said as she gently took hold of his manly dick to stroke in her hand.                “N-Not so tight. I-I might cum easily since I’m so pent up.” Romeo said with a shaky body.                “You poor thing. You haven’t came since the Library Incident? Here, let Cana make you feel better, okay?” she said before lowering her head to slide his dick into her mouth.                “O-oh!” Romeo felt as though he died and went into a deep fantasy sleep when her mouth took hold of his dick.                “Straight to sucking his dick huh? I guess you were hungry for cock.” Lucy said jokingly.                “Don’t feel so left out. Open your legs and I’ll play with you too.” Cana said with his cock still in her mouth.                “W-Wait, you want to play with me too? I thought you only wanted to do stuff to Romeo?” Lucy asked.                The brunette woman easily slid her hand up Lucy’s nervous legs to feel the soft fabric of her panties. Lucy was going to put a stop to it when the woman’s long slender fingers slid into her wet pussy. Lucy’s face became bright red when the fingers wiggled in deeper with a soothing motion. The blonde could feel a new sense of pleasure slowly rising within her body. She fell back onto the bed with Romeo following after her. The teenager quickly lifted her tank top to reveal her large perky breasts for him to easily take hold of with his hands. Lucy looked down to see Cana sucking his cock still while she kept fingering her below very gently. Cana must have been craving for this kind of attention for a long time since she was so experienced and precise with her movements. Romeo had to hold back from bursting in her mouth since she was so good with the way she wiggled her tongue around the head of his cock. Lucy felt weak in the knees as her panties were soaking up the juices that leaked out of her body. Cana would pull her fingers out to lick and suck dry before sliding them back into the young girl’s pink slit. Cana was only a few years older than Lucy, so she was possibly more experienced when it came to love making.                Soft moans began to develop when Cana switched over to Lucy’s sweet young pussy. Cana would stroke Romeo’s cock in her wet hand while her lips were kissing the fresh slit that was between the young woman’s legs. It had been quite some time since Cana was able to perform on a girl, but she knew that her ability in pleasing was still rather high when it came to the experience. Cana looked up at the blonde to see her reaction when the tongue slowly slid into her pussy. Lucy’s legs parted a little more on their own. Lucy wasn’t in complete control of her body anymore since she had a beautiful woman eating her pussy and a young teenager sucking on her juicy large breasts. Romeo was enjoying his cock being stroked by someone with a strong grip around his lengthy beast. But having Lucy’s large tits in his mouth again was a dream come true. He had always wanted to fuck her again ever since their magical mishap back in the library. But any chances that surfaced to get her alone was spoiled by either Natsu or Wendy. Cana gave them the free shot in having another chance of going at it again without anyone interrupting. It was going to be the perfect day!                “T-That feels so good, Cana.” Romeo said as he felt his cock being stroked a little faster now.                “You like that? I’m glad. Now, why don’t you stick that bad boy in Lucy’s cute pussy?” Cana said as she tugged on his cock to move towards the slit.                “W-Wait…w-what about you?” Lucy asked while Romeo climbed on top of her body.                “I’ll be doing something else in a moment. I just want you two to be having fun as well.” said Cana as Romeo easily slid his cock into Lucy’s wet pussy.                “Nn!” Lucy was still sensitive there since Natsu fucked her good last night.                “Romeo, fuck her as hard as you can. I think she’ s been a naughty girl and needs to be punished.” Cana said as she moved her face in closer to kiss Lucy’s ass.                “B-Bad? N-Naughty?!” Lucy said as her body began to move from his heavy thrusts.                “Yes, you have been very bad. You had all that fun sex without me. Unforgivable.” Cana said as she playfully slid a finger into Lucy’s tight ass.                “W-What are you doing down there?!” Lucy said with a dark blush plastered across her cute face.                “I’m going to torture you with my finger…and my tongue. I need to get it nice and wet so that Romeo can fuck this hole next.” Cana said as she continued to slide her finger in and out of Lucy’s little butt hole.                “F-Fine! B-But…h-he’s going to fuck you before that happens!” Lucy said as the teenager continued to pound into her wet sensitive pussy.                Romeo moved his hands down to cup the woman’s subtle soft jiggling cheeks that were hidden underneath her skirt. The gentle touch made Lucy lose her mind since she was rather sensitive today thanks to Natsu’s love making. Romeo opened his mouth to allow one of her breasts to slide right in. He began to suck and lick around the nipple to get that sweet taste for himself. Cana was enjoying how fierce the teenager was with Lucy. So much that she leaned in to lick his moving cock to taste Lucy’s juices on him. Cana began to unbuckle her tight black shorts to slide them off. Her beautiful round ass was out in the open as she stood up from the wooden floor. The woman crawled onto the bed past them so that she could move her ass between the two. Lucy looked up to see Cana’s hairy pussy coming down to her. The blonde mage knew exactly what Cana wanted, so she did it. Her tongue playfully trickled between the folds of her pussy to get the taste that she was offering for her. Lucy licked her lips as she felt her face getting smothered by the mature pussy. Romeo looked up to see Cana’s ass covering the young woman’s face. He had leaned in closer so that he could kiss her ass as it jiggled from pounding of Lucy’s tongue. Cana was bouncing her pussy onto Lucy’s face as if there was a cock there. The only thing Lucy had to do was stick her tongue out in a sharp straight position. It would easily slide into the pussy to send a wave of pleasure up Cana’s magnificent body.                “L-Lucy! That feels so good!” Cana said as she continued to bounce on Lucy’s face.                “I think she likes it too.” Romeo said with his dick digging down deeper into the woman’s pussy.                “You almost ready to fuck me?” Cana said as she fondled her own breasts.                “Y-Yeah. I-I’m close to cumming in her. T-Then I can fuck you next.” said Romeo.                “Excellent!” Cana stopped moving long enough so that Lucy could work her tongue magic inside her wet juicy vagina.                “So…tasty…” Lucy muttered underneath Cana’s lower body.                “Glad you enjoy it. It’s here for your taking.” said Cana with a playful wink.                The young lad had felt the pressure built up inside his lower abdomen. The strange sensation that always occurred when it was time to overflow something with his hot fresh cum. Lucy’s legs had wrapped around his waist when the heavy amount of cum came splashing into her pink warm hole. Romeo took a deep breath and exerted the last couple of shots inside the woman before he was released. He slowly climbed up to stand behind Cana on the bed. He had lowered himself so that the tip of his soft cock would rub between Lucy’s large breasts. The cum coated dick easily slid between her large tits until he had regained his stiffness. Cana was able to feel the tip of his member brushing against her tight hole that was hidden from plain sight. Romeo then guided it a little lower so that Lucy was able to lick his shaft. Cana could feel his hot cock brushing against her lips while Lucy’s tongue would touch her pink fold every so often. The older woman quickly climbed off of her friend so that she could be face to face with Romeo’s cock. Their tongues wiggled along his hard dick which seemed to have pleased him very much. Romeo was getting serviced by two beautiful members of his guild.                “You two are so amazing. I can’t believe I’m this lucky to receive this kind of attention.” Romeo said as the woman continued to lick his head.                “Romeo, your cock is so delicious. So young and fresh.” said Cana as she continued to kiss and lick the head of his wet dick.                “Y-Yes…It’s so good. I-I agree with Cana here. This isn’t the first time…that I’ve felt it fill me up before. Cana is in for a treat!” Lucy said as she stroked Romeo’s legs that were next to her large breasts.                “I’m ready to put it in you, Cana.” Romeo said as he felt his cock twitch between their tongues.                “I know. Here, let me lay down so you can climb on me like you did for Lucy.” Cana said as she slowly crawled back in the infirmary bed to stretch out.                “I’m coming!” Romeo said as he carefully moved past Lucy to reach the other sexy woman.                Cana felt the young teenager climb on top of her body as she removed her top. Her large breasts jiggled around for Romeo to admire. Lucy sat up slowly to stretch her body out since she had been laying down for a little bit. The cum that was stored inside her pussy had began to leak out onto the bed. The white sheets were soaking up the remainder of Romeo’s cum. Lucy opened her legs so that she could scoop some of the white stuff from the tender lips down below. She brought a sample of it to her mouth to get a taste of what they tasted like together. Lucy carefully licked her finger tips to sample the warm gooey mixture. The woman turned around to see Romeo already pounding his cock hard into Cana without showing any signs of slowing down. Lucy crawled back onto the bed with her hand sliding down between her legs. She began to finger herself with two fingers to start off with. The sight of someone else getting fucked good while she had to wait her turn was almost criminal. But she would endure it since Cana did the same in the beginning. Lucy just wanted to feel something hard and thick in her ass now. Hell, she wouldn’t mind sucking out a load with her mouth too.                The bed started to knock back and forth as the woman let out powerful moans that resembled screams. Romeo thought he was hurting Cana at first, but she was just showing how much she was enjoying the sexual thrill. Lucy was letting out soft whimpering moans as well because of how well she was pleasing herself. It wasn’t the first time she was lost in the world of masturbation. The blonde had looked down to see her pussy juices getting soaked up by the sheet below. She couldn’t believe how much cum she was making from just touching herself while they had a wild amount of missionary sex. Cana barely wrapped her long slender legs around Romeo’s waist to keep him in place so that he didn’t break free from his rapid thrusting. The sight of Cana’s wet pussy overflowing with her own clear juices was getting Lucy hot and ready for more action. Lucy crawled over to place her tongue against the shiny juice that was leaking out of Cana’s pussy. The taste was indeed different then her very own, but it was enough to put a smile on her face. Cana was able to feel the cool wet tongue wiggle between her ass cheeks since that’s where some of the cum was sliding down too. The thought of Lucy licking in that area was rather satisfying. Maybe Lucy was willing to eat her ass out before it was her time to get fucked? Cana welcomed the idea of having that hole being treated good by another beautiful woman.                Lucy pulled back to lick the juices off her cute pink lips. Cana’s taste was growing on her more than she thought it would. She sat there as Romeo continued to pound into the woman’s pussy. The bed frame was scraping against the wooden floor while the headboard smashed into the wall. The noise that they were creating was enough to alert everyone in the building, but thanks to Cana’s special Card magic, that wasn’t an issue. They could be fighting with everything they had with some villain in the room and nobody would notice. Truly it was a chaotic magic to have used against you, but in this particular situation, it was bliss. Cana looked up to see the look on Romeo’s cute face. He was giving it his all to please two women at once, but even he knew that he couldn’t hold out for too long. Cana was more experienced when it came to sex. She nearly slept with everyone in the guild at least once, so this was nothing for her but a simple walk in the park. Cana had leaned up close to kiss his lips softly while holding him closer to her chest. Their heartbeats were pounding in sync while Lucy continued to lick Cana’s wet overflowing pussy. Lucy just wanted to get in on the action again since she began to finger her asshole with two finger tips. She would sometimes slide her tongue into Cana’s tight hole below since it wasn’t being serviced by Romeo at that time. Romeo was too busy trying to please the woman that was getting pounded by his fat cock.                “Y-You feel so good! I love how t-tight your pussy is wrapping around my dick right now! I-I don’t think I can last much longer!” Romeo said with sweat building up on his face.                “Cum! Cum as much as you can! Fill me up with your filthy delicious cum!” Cana said as she dug her nails in to his back.                “I-I’m g-going to cum!” Romeo let out as he started to pound into her faster.                “Y-YES!” Cana screamed with pleasure.                The rushing sensation was almost overwhelming when his thick amount of white cum came pouring into the woman’s pussy. Lucy was able to lick up some of the white gunk that escaped from Cana’s pussy. Cana’s tits had some sweat droplets rolling down the soft curves of her body. She indeed had a terrific time with him since he gave it his all. But for now he needed to rest if he wanted to continue their sexual adventure together. The next hole he wanted to fuck was Lucy’s tight ass since that’s what she loved receiving. Lucy sat back to see Romeo crawl off of the naked woman’s rocking body. Romeo laid down beside Cana with his cock still hard and ready for more action, but the look he had on his face showed that he was exhausted. Well, he did cum twice in a row without really taking much of a break. This was the time that Lucy and Cana could use to get better acquainted with each other. Lucy slowly crawled over towards the woman with a seductive aura leaking out from her cute form. They held each other close as their lips met. Lucy couldn’t believe that she was going to make out with someone else in her guild. She had slept with Levy before, but this was different. Levy was more cute and innocent when it came to this stuff. Well, innocent when it was girl on girl. Now it’s woman and woman that were about to have a turn with pleasing each other. Lucy had slid her long tongue into Cana’s mouth to play with hers. Their saliva mixed together through their intense kissing as Lucy’s hands dug deep underneath to take hold of Cana’s large ass cheeks.                Cana was loving every second that passed when it came to Lucy and her seductive body. She had wanted to fuck around with Lucy ever since she laid her eyes on her in the guild hall in the very beginning. Lucy was new, cute, and quite nervous when she entered their guild. Cana wanted to sweep her off her feet and spread her legs open to get a taste of her. But, she was attached to Natsu. There wasn’t an opening for her to sneak on by and flirt. Lucy was always guarded by someone or had her nose in the books for research. But it all ended up as she had hoped. Cana was now experiencing what Natsu does every night when they’re together alone. She was going to seize this opportunity to make an impression on Lucy. The thought of having the cute blonde crave for her attention was making her feel so hot and horny. Lucy was able to feel the aggressiveness that changed so suddenly through the kissing that she was receiving. The girl was easily flipped over so that she was laying down on her back while Cana was sitting on top of her sexy body. The woman continued to kiss her softly until she lowered down to her white breasts. Cana took one of Lucy’s beautiful perky tits in her hand to squeeze roughly. The sudden grab on her breast made a loud whimper escape the girl’s lips. She parted her legs for Cana since she decided to quickly climb down to stare down at the beautiful pussy. The mature woman’s tongue slowly licked the folds near Lucy’s clit which was still sensitive from Romeo’s intense fuck.                “M-mm.” Lucy let it slip out again.                “Are you…enjoying yourself?” Cana asked the cute girl.                “I-I am. I-I really do enjoy how…your tongue feels…when you lick me down there.” said Lucy with a heavy blush appearing across her face.                “It’s cause you taste rather delicious, Lucy. I could eat you up!” Cana said as she shoved her tongue back into Lucy’s wet pussy.                “Nn!” Lucy’s eyes shut tightly as the tingling sensation went up her sexy body.                “So good!” Cana muttered with her tongue still scooping around inside the girl’s warm folds.                Romeo opened his eyes to see Cana eating the girl out on his side. He could tell that his cock was already growing in strength again since it was standing up tall. All he needed was a couple of minutes to calm his heart and body down. Now he was ready for the next step, which was one of his favorite things. Anal. Romeo hopped off the bed without alerting the two women from their sexual play. Cana was too into eating Lucy’s pussy when Romeo easily slid his cock into her butt. The woman’s face was buried between Lucy’s legs as she let out a powerful moaning scream. Romeo planted his hands along Cana’s waist so that he was supported. He didn’t want to break his rhythm when he would start pounding into her hot ass. The simplest thrust into her body made her ass cheeks jiggle around like a droplet of water landing in a puddle. The ripples of her large ass shaking from his immense strength was a sight to behold. He began to to thrust into her a little harder now since she seemed to enjoy it. Lucy would open her eyes every so often to see Cana’s long hair covering her lower body. The girl slowly reached out to place her hands on top of Cana’s head. She didn’t want her to stop eating her out since it felt so fucking good. Natsu had tried to eat her out the other day, but it had nothing on Cana’s technique.                Lucy suddenly felt something long and wet enter her ass which caught her off guard. The woman looked down to see Cana still eating her pussy so good, but one of her hands had slipped in a finger. Cana had used some of Lucy’s wet juices to lube up her finger. She wanted to finger her ass so that Lucy felt a fraction of what Cana was currently experiencing with Romeo. The young lad was really giving it his all since he was already panting heavily behind the woman’s glorious ass. Cana would squeeze the muscles in her butt to wrap around his cock. This made it difficult for him to push in and pull it out. The reason for this was to give him more pleasure since it was so tight. Romeo was already fighting off the urge to cum in her ass since it felt so good. He eventually started to spank her ass to the point that his handprint was there as a mark. Cana enjoyed being hit a little since it was a new experience for her. But her full focus was on Lucy’s pussy and ass down below. The taste of her juices were getting sweeter the more Lucy was getting pleased. Lucy’s back started to arch a bit when her legs closed around Cana’s face. The mature woman with brunette hair felt the sudden tidal wave of a woman’s cum splash against her mouth. Cana left her mouth open so that she could take in everything that Lucy expelled from her body. This was a token of her affection for everything she did for her in this very instant. Romeo loved how Lucy sounded when she let out that beautiful loud moan of hers. It helped him finally release his hot cum into the woman’s ass that he was currently fucking.                “I-It’s so damn good!” Romeo said as he kept shooting his load into Cana’s ass.                “Totally…agree.” said Cana as she continued to lick up the clear liquid from Lucy’s pussy.                “N-Now…it’s Lucy’s turn to get…fucked…in the ass.” Romeo said as he slowly pulled out of the woman’s butt.                Romeo watched his white cum leak out of her tight hole. It slowly moved down to the folds of her pussy until it dripped down onto the dirty sheets. It continued to flow out since he released a lot of his stuff inside her. Romeo had grabbed the back of Cana’s hair to pull her back. The woman loved how slutty he made her feel by using such force. Romeo made the woman suck his dirty dick to get it nice and clean for his next victim to fuck. Lucy was just laying there with her legs shaking from the intense pleasure that Cana delivered. The sounds of Cana gagging on Romeo’s cock was putting a smile on her face. It reminded her of the time when Gajeel made her get on her knees the first time. She loved how forceful he was with his words to get her to open up and start sucking. This memory helped Lucy sit up from the bed to lean on over to the cock that was getting sucked. Lucy trailed her tongue along the side of his shaft while Cana’s head was moving back and forth into it. Romeo was using her head as a fuck toy during her sucking session. He knew that his dick was already nice and clean from her dirty ass, but he loved how well she looked with his fat cock in her mouth. Saliva was building up around his shaft while Lucy tried her best to lean in and lick some of it off. Romeo had removed Cana from his dick so that the other girl had a chance to suck it. When it was Lucy’s turn, she immediately gobbled his dick down with such furious passion. She easily wrapped her hands around his slender legs to take hold of him for support. Romeo watched the girl gag and swallow every bit of cum that was stored inside his cock after he came inside of Cana’s tight ass.                “You look so beautiful doing this.” Romeo said with a light blush.                “Tch, I didn’t?” Cana said as she licked her lips.                “You too, are very beautiful. I loved fucking your tight ass…as well as your sexy pussy.” Romeo said while Lucy continued to deep throat his dick.                “I was joking. I know you enjoyed it since I still feel your cum inside me. Now, why don’t you pin little miss princess here against the wall and fuck her there? It looked like you two really enjoyed that position last time in the library.” said Cana as she began to finger herself.                “R-Right!” Romeo looked happy to see that she wasn’t exactly done either.                Cana helped lift the over exerted Lucy off the bed to place her naked body against the cool wall. Lucy’s large breasts were pressed against the wall while her ass was forced to stick out for Romeo to stare at. It was a lovely peach that needed a good hard pounding. Romeo placed his hands along her soft ass cheeks to get the feel of them. They were rather softer than Cana’s, but not as big. He trailed his finger tips along the surface which sent a shiver up Lucy’s back. The girl had turned back to look the teenager in the eyes. She knew that he was ready to giving her the satisfaction ending that she was craving for since the beginning. Lucy had a thing about Anal, and this was the cherry on top after having Cana eat her pussy so good.                Romeo gently parted her ass cheeks to see the light pink hole that was hidden. Brushing the tip of his cock against the rim of her ass; the young man slowly pushed it inside which wasn’t as easy as Cana’s glorious butt. Romeo had to push with some extra force to slide more than half of his cock into her tight ass. Lucy shouldn’t have been so tight since she had done anal the night before, but it could also be due to having her body clenching from all the stimulation. Her muscles were trying to protect herself because of how weak and tired she really was. But Lucy wanted to do it anyways. She wanted to build up the necessary stamina to keep on going when it came to sex. This would also help with her training to be a better mage. The higher output her stamina is, the better she would perform when under certain circumstances.                “S-Shove it in my ass!” Lucy cried out.                The young man took a deep breath before taking hold of her waist with a strong grip. He instantly slid nearly the entire cock into her tight ass to feel the warmth envelope his rod. Cana smiled big when she heard her friend cry out in both pain and pleasure. The mature woman had opened her legs while sitting on the bed. Her slender long fingers easily slid into her wet pussy that still had some cum inside. She loved to see the beautiful mixture of liquid flowing out of her while she fingered herself. The thing she needs to do after they finished was switch out the sheets. There couldn’t be any kind of evidence that something naughty was going on in the recovery room. Cana brought her eyes up to see the teenager fucking Lucy hard in the ass now that he was able to move freely inside. The way Lucy gripped the wall with her palms was exciting to see. Her body posture was telling Cana everything from how much it felt to how much she wanted more. Every so often, Lucy would bring her ass back into him to get an ultimate thrill up her slutty butt. Romeo leaned in closer to take hold of her long blonde ponytail to take as a reign. He was treating the woman like a horse as he rode her through their sexual desires. Romeo remembered his first time with Lucy back at the Library. That was a special memory for him to relive in his dreams. But now he had a new memory that rivaled that one. This one included a new member in their sexual fantasy. It’s possible that he was able to use his new found confidence in persuading Wendy to have sex with him sometime soon. Even if it wasn’t sex, maybe he was able to talk her into stroking his cock or sucking him off.                The temperature in the room was heating up from their body heat. Romeo had sweat dripping down his naked toned body. He was the one that was putting in the most effort by thrusting into the tight hole. Lucy was only sweating because of how hot he was making her feel by this sexy act. Cana had already climaxed on the sheets with her toes curling. She had a way with fingering herself every night and knew exactly what to do to hit the mark. The woman was laying on the bed as she took a deep breath to relax her body. It was indeed stuffy in the tight room. She was going to take a few minutes to recover while the two continue to fuck against the wall.                Romeo slapped Lucy’s ass to see the cheeks jiggle around from the quick impact. The motion on the surface was always reacting from the pounding that her cute butt was receiving. He loved the fact that he got to fuck her last since he wanted to try Cana out first. Lucy’s body was more familiar and easier to get in tuned with because it wasn’t the first time being inside her. It wasn’t the first time fucking her in the ass either. Romeo had plans to sneak on by every now and then and fuck her when she was wearing a skirt. He would make sure to fuck her fast and hard so that she would be able to continue on with her day. This was only to let him relieve himself if Wendy wasn’t exactly ready to have sex in their relationship. Lucy was going to become his little cum dumpster. She may be more mature and older, but that wasn’t going to stop him from enjoying her delicious body with his dirty cock.                “F-Fuck me harder!” Lucy cried out as he kept pounding into her tight ass.                “I-I am! I-I’m almost ready to c-cum inside you!” Romeo said as he felt her muscles squeeze around his dick like Cana’s ass did before.                “Hurry! I want to feel your hot cum pour inside my ass!” Lucy said with her breasts bouncing around from the heavy impact against her rear.                “You dirty…slut.” Romeo muttered with sweat beads dropping down from his bangs.                “YES! I’M A DIRTY SLUT! FUCK YOUR SLUT GOOD!” Lucy was no longer the same girl she once was when she woke up this morning.                “Heck yes!” Romeo said as he increased his thrusting speed by 10 times.                Lucy felt her body being pushed against the wall as the young teenager was really stepping it up. Cana had awoken to the sound of his fast movement and the clapping of her ass cheeks being hit. The woman got up from the bed to stand beside Lucy. She leaned in closer to kiss the girl on the lips while her hands touched the side of her breasts very gently. Cana loved the looks that Lucy kept making every time Romeo rammed his cock into her tight ass. It almost made Cana a little Jealous that she didn’t experience that kind of thing with him. Well, there was always next time if she was able to get Romeo alone. She did have her own place and he was usually on his own when Wendy wasn’t attached to his side. Cana loved the thought of riding him in her bed with her Silence Magic Card canceling all her screams from the outside world.                “I-I’m c-cumming!!” Romeo cried out.                “F-Fill me up! I-….I can….I…” Lucy couldn’t speak anymore when she felt the hot sensation pour into her ass.                “That’s it baby, take it all in. Don’t stop! Keep shooting in her!” Cana said as she held Lucy’s hand tightly.                The heavy flow of his cum kept spilling into her ass until the very last drop was squeezed out of his sack. Cana had quickly got down onto her knees so that she could slide in between his legs. The girl felt his hot stuff drop on her tongue since she was right underneath the leakage from her ass. Cana took a moment to swallow up the creamy stuff before extending her tongue out again to catch some more. Lucy felt her legs shake and quiver from the amount of satisfaction she experienced in the past ten minutes of anal. The girl nearly collapsed onto Cana’s head, but she caught herself before that happened. Romeo slowly pulled his cock out of her but to see the overflow white cream drip out. It spilled all over Cana’s face which reminded him of a facial. He sat back onto the bed while Cana began to eat Lucy’s ass out.                “Y-You two…are so sexy.” Romeo said as he took a deep breath.

Chapter 7 - Orgy

The guildhall was exploding with such cheerful enthusiasm for the married couple’s anniversary party. Alzack Connel just wanted to spend the day alone with his beautiful strong willed wife, Bisca Connel, but one thing lead to another and they were all drinking through out the night. The headmaster to the guild had passed out behind the table along with a large majority of the guild. Natsu and Gajeel were duking it out in the corner with just their fists while Mirajane and Cana trying to stop them. If they kept going at it, Laxus was sure to jump in to show who was the true superior brawler in the guild. It didn’t take long for Cana and Mirajane to settle the boys down with their seductive yet calming nature. Except for Gajeel, Levy had to pull him by the ear back home so that he wouldn’t interfere with Natsu again. Natsu was already hammered from how many drinks he decided to accept by Happy earlier in the day. Lucy was quite fond with how lovey touchy Natsu was when he was drunk, but when he hit that certain point to where he just fell over after a few kisses was just pathetic. Lucy had also been drinking during the celebration too, but she wasn’t as hammered as the rest of the guild. Only a handful of members here were still focused enough to have a decent conversation. Romeo Conbolt decided to tag along since Wendy was busy else where. Anywhere Lucy was, Romeo didn’t stray too far behind. It’s probably due to the fact that she’s fucked and sucked him enough on the side that he grew fond of her.             The beautiful mage had took another sip of her freshly poured beer when that familiar feeling crept up on her. It was a tingling sensation that would go off between her legs when she was in the need for a hot cock. Being surrounded by so many good looking men with cocks inside their pants had her thinking. Jokingly, the thought of having them all fuck in a small room was slowly crawling through her mind like a bad dream waiting to happen. Romeo sat down beside the girl since she looked quite trouble with her thoughts. He had pointed at her mug to see if that was clearly the problem. Lucy waved her hand to suggest that it wasn’t the drink that was causing her to feel this way. But she knew that she wasn’t the only one feeling like this. Romeo’s crotch had a large bulge already taking shape in his pants. Lucy placed her hand on his lap to feel the heat press against her palm which significantly caused her lust to blow up to new heights. The woman started to rub near the tip was to get a reaction from him.             “Do you want to fuck me?” Lucy whispered into his ear.             “Y-Yes…I do.” Romeo replied.             “I have…an idea. Just…wait.” she said as she released his bulge from her hand.             “W-What?” he just sat there as Lucy stood up to get the other’s attention.             Lucy took a deep breath as she was about to make her speech, but the girl was left on hold when Laxus and Mirajane were arguing in the background. Apparently she hurt his pride by telling him off when he wanted to join in on the fight with Natsu and Gajeel. Lucy was surprised that his powerful yells weren’t waking up anybody that had drank themselves to sleep. It only helped her idea since his yelling wasn’t enough to awaken them. If it came to it, she knew that she could persuade Cana to use her card magic again to cancel out the sounds of their screams of pleasure. The girl carefully climbed on top of the nearest table to get everyone’s attention that was in the guild hall for the ceremony. Laxus, Mirajane, Romeo, Cana and the Connel’s were watching the buzzed girl stand there in the open. Lucy felt Romeo’s hand on her leg. This was to make sure that she had something stable to keep her standing without the fear of wobbling around and falling back to injure herself. Romeo gave her a bright smile which gave her the confidence to continue forth with her naughty plan.             “I-I suggest we all g-go back to the recovery room and f-fuck!” said Lucy with a dark blush appearing on her face.             “Lucy sweetie, you’ve had enough. Why don’t I walk you home so you can sleep it off?” Mirajane said as she began to walk to the drunk girl.             “I’m in.” Laxus said as he stood up from the other table.             “Yes!” Lucy cheered him on.             “W-What are you getting at?! You’ve had enough too!” Mirajane was already walking back to Laxus to get on his case again.             “Lo-Look! Let’s all just go to the room…take off our clothes…and have fun! Come on! I know deep down you all have this s-sexual desire to release yourselves without holding back! Come one!” Lucy’s breasts were jiggling around when she stomped her foot against the table.             “What are you getting at, Lucy?” Bisca seemed to be intrigued by the idea.             “Babe, I think she wants us all to just mate. I mean, it doesn’t sound like a bad idea.” Alzack winked at his wife.             “Oh? So you want to get kinky with other women?” Bisca playfully trailed her finger tip along her large tits.             “You know that ain’t true darling. My dick is only for you.” Alzack said before placing a soft kiss against her juicy red lips.             “Let’s go! Before everyone wakes up! Come on! I’ll lead the charge!” said Lucy as she hopped off the table to walk to the recovery room first.             Everyone soon got up from where they were sitting and followed the cute drunk blonde girl into the recovery room. As soon as they entered the room, Cana closed the door behind them with her magic silence card activating. It was just in case their screams were too much. They wouldn’t want to wake up the head of the guild during his peaceful drunk sleep. He would surely shut down their fun orgy before it got to the good part. Cana nodded which Lucy caught immediately. Lucy had shot her hand up high to get everyone’s attention in the room. The girl then gripped the sides of her cute top to easily pull down. Her large pure breasts came popping out which caught Mirajane off guard. Lucy slid the outfit down until it was wrapped around her ankles. She kicked it away as she stood there in her black panties and matching bra. Cana was doing the same which Laxus took notice of in the back of the room. He knew that her body was a rocking bombshell since she was always flaunting her breasts everywhere like eye candy. Cana was wearing a red dark colored bra and panties which looked comfortable.             “Everyone, let’s get this party started!” Lucy said as she fell down to her knees.             “Alright, let’s just stop before we regret this later.” Mirajane said as she tried to help Lucy up from the floor.             “M-Mirajane?” Lucy said as she pulled the girl closer to her body.             “Lucy? W-What are you doing?” Mirajane asked with a blush appearing across her cute face.             “Kiss me.” Lucy asked her.             “What?! B-But…”             “Do it…”             “B-But…”             “Excuse me,” Romeo’s cock slipped into Lucy’s mouth which caused Mirajane to jolt from the sight.             “Mm!” Lucy happily sucked on the familiar dick while she held Mirajane close to her large breasts.             “L-Lucy! W-What are you doing?! I-It’s Romeo! He’s just a teenager!” Mirajane said as she tried to break free from Lucy’s tight grip.             “It’s okay! It’s not the first time we’ve done this before. How about you give it a try too?” Romeo said as he carefully pulled his wet cock out of Lucy’s mouth.             “What?!” Mirajane felt his hot dick slide into her mouth rather easily.             “Oh, that feels nice.” he said as she kept trying to talk with his cock in her mouth.             “Just suck it! It tastes better the longer it stays in your mouth.” said Lucy as she lowered her hands to grip Mirajane’s firm ass.             “Gahk?!” Mirajane was taking Romeo’s fast cock down her mouth without showing much resistance.             “That’s a good girl.” Lucy went to the side so that she could lick Mirajane’s slender neck.             Laxus watched as the young teenager kept plowing Mirajane’s mouth with his puny size cock. Cana on the other hand was already unzipping the large man’s pants to reveal his godly dick. She always wondered what kind of cock he had since he never showed any interest in the women. She tried to wrap her hand around the base of it but only the tip of her index finger and thumb slightly touched. It was a magnificent specimen since it was nearly x5 the size of Romeo’s dick that she had the other day. Laxus wasn’t even paying attention to Cana stroking him since his eyes were set on Lucy’s large breasts. He knew that he was going to fuck the hell out of her soon. Cana was just going to warm him up for the main course.             The Connel’s were already making out on one of the other beds. If they were going to get any action started, it was going to be between them first. Alzack was already removing his clothing before Bisca had the chance to slide hers off. They were already having sexual relations every so often, but this time was different. The booze they had made their feelings a little fuzzy so that they could last a little longer than usual. At least Bisca would last longer since she had better control of her orgasms. Alzack was already cupping her breasts in his hands while he kissed her ever so lovingly on the lips. She wrapped her long legs around his waist so that she could feel the heat of his cock against her sensitive clit. Having him slightly buzzed from the beer was rather excellent since he wasn’t shy. He would always fidget and stutter from time to time because of how much he liked her. Bisca held her husband close against her naked body while they made out to the sounds of Mirajane getting face fucked in the background.             Lucy was growing jealous since she didn’t have anything to suck or fuck. Romeo was giving Mirajane a reason to stay silent about this ordeal since his cock was rather impressive for his age. Mirajane was at the point where she was stroking his long dick with one hand while sucking the head. Lucy broke free from Mirajane so that she could let loose to the lust. The blonde had began to scoot Mirajane’s legs open so that she could get a peek of the cute purple panties she currently had on. She carefully placed her hand down between her legs to feel the warm wet sensation that was soaking into the panties. Lucy pulled against the shirt to cause Mirajane’s buttons to pop off. Her cute perky breasts popped out which was a total surprise. Lucy was facing her bare naked breasts without a bra hiding them. She immediately took one into her mouth while sliding her hand down the purple panties. Lucy easily slid a finger inside her wet pussy to feel the hot juice splashing around. Cana was quite the wet girl when you fingered her just right, but Mirajane seemed to have more built up inside. Lucy was rather curious as to how she tasted. The girl released her breast from her mouth as she casually moved down to stick her face between her legs. Mirajane felt something long and wet slither into her body which broke her sucking rhythm. Mirajane looked down to see Lucy eating her pussy out like a hungry vixen.             “W-What are you doing down there?!” she asked with the cock trying to slide back into her mouth.             “I-I’m getting a taste of you. Do you not like it?” Lucy asked as she continued to flick her tongue against the sensitive clit.             “I do but…but…” Mirajane couldn’t stop jerking Romeo’s cock while the tip was so close to her lips.             “If you do…then that’s all I need to hear to continue!” Lucy said as she rammed her tongue back inside the girl’s pink slit.             “Nn!” Mirajane held in a moan when Romeo rammed his cock back into her mouth to keep his pleasure level at a moderate stage.             “You two…are going to get it…good…tonight.” Romeo said as he tried to keep up with Mirajane’s wonderful sloppy cock sucking.             Romeo was getting rather uncomfortable with just standing up. He would always tower over Mirajane’s head every so often just to change his position a little. He decided to pick up the frail girl and throw her on the nearest bed. Funny enough, it was the same bed where Cana and Lucy sucked him off so good. Romeo helped Lucy off the floor so that she could join in on the wonderful fun that they were currently having. He looked over to see Laxus staring directly at Lucy’s ass. His cock was massive when compared to his own. Cana was sucking on the head alone since she couldn’t fit anymore into her mouth. Bisca was riding on top of Alzack’s cock like a true cow-girl. Romeo hopped onto the bed so that her was laying flat on his back. Lucy had quickly climbed on top of Romeo’s cock since she wanted to have fun with something hard. She helped guide Mirajane to sit down on Romeo’s face so that he could continue to eat her out. The S-Class mage felt rather sensitive since her body was becoming more exposed to the others in the room. Lucy helped remove Mirajane’s top so that her voluptuous breasts would bounce around from the slightest she’d make. Lucy pulled her in close so that their lips could meet. She wanted to show her what it was like to kiss another girl while getting eaten out. Mirajane didn’t seem to be against any of this since her pussy was getting soaked from the attention she was receiving down below.             “Do you like this?” Lucy asked as she kept bouncing on Romeo’s cock.             “It’s…a little….different bu-but…I don’t hate it.” Mirajane said with a cute blush.             “Good! Then…let’s use our tongues next!” Lucy said as she slid hers into Mirajane’s mouth.             Mirajane felt Lucy’s long tongue wiggle against hers which sent a new sensational vibe down her slim body. From getting her pussy eaten by a teenager and having a beautiful woman french kiss her; Mirajane was really enjoying the life of a guild member of Fairy Tail. The woman leaned in close so that she could place her hands against Lucy’s large bouncy breasts. They were so soft and squishy from the slightest touch. They didn’t feel the same as her own because Lucy’s seemed to have a slight larger range. Lucy kept moaning into Mirajane’s mouth since her breasts were rather sensitive. Especially when an unfamiliar pair of soft slender hands were cupping them ever so gently. Lucy had moved her hands up so that she could do the same thing to Mirajane’s large tits. Romeo was just down below the women with his tongue wiggling in and out of the girl’s pussy. He felt the urge to cum into Lucy already because of how rapid she kept bouncing her ass onto his lap. But he held it in to enjoy the lustful adventure as much as he could. Who knew when they would ever partake in this kind of activity again? Romeo Conbolt wanted to ride the wave of lust with everyone in the room. Even if it felt like a competition between him and Laxus. Though everyone knew that Laxus was probably going to go all out on everyone at least once.             Lucy leaned in closer to slide more of her slithery tongue into the young woman’s mouth. She wanted her to feel as great as Levy did when they went down on each other during that sexual night with Gajeel. But Mirajane wasn’t seduced to that point just yet. Sure her breasts were being played with by Lucy and she was also getting her pussy eaten by Romeo down below; but that’s all. She wanted to actually feel a dick go inside her body. Tongues were fine, but the real deal is the ice breaker now. It would depend if she really wanted to continue on with this Orgy idea or leave without making a scene. Lucy had gripped Mirajane’s tits rather tightly which caused a yelp to escape her lips. It was due to Romeo cumming inside Lucy so suddenly. His hot white cum kept pumping up into the bouncing blonde. Chunks of it came pouring down from her pussy and onto his lap. Mirajane slowly looked down to see the hot mixture cover his abdomen which was a turn on. She couldn’t believe that seeing that amount of cum being expelled from him was even possible. He was a young teenager, yet he came like an adult man that had been having sex for a long time now. Mirajane recalled the time when she got drunk in the early days with the guild members. She went down on everyone and woke up in a puddle of cum. Her clothing was stained with beer and jizz. That was the last time she got that drunk to where she let her inner lustful demon out.             “S-So much cum?!” Mirajane let out when Lucy broke the kiss.             “Y-You’re next! N-Now let’s switch!”said Lucy as she slowly lifted her ass up from the wet limp cock.             “Okay!” Mirajane happily got off of Romeo’s face so that she could position herself over his dick that somehow sprung back to life.             “You’re fired up now? What changed?” Lucy asked as she wiped some of the cum from her own pussy to taste.             “I-It just…looked fun. I wanted to take a ride next.” said Mirajane with a cute blush.             “You’re going to definitely love it!” Lucy said with a bright smile.             Romeo had already started to go at it when Mirajane lowered herself down onto his hard young cock. He gripped the sides of the bed to give him a better balance as he began to thrust up into her pussy. Lucy sat back to watch the faces that Mirajane was making from the way his cock moved inside her. The agility of his constant thrusts was amazing. Lucy experienced them when he would get her in the ass for some anal loving, but she never had the chance to see it performed on somebody else. But the amazing jiggling effects of Mirajane’s ass being pounded had lost her interest in just a second. Lucy’s eyes were fixated on Laxus across the room. He had Cana bent over the bed with his large massive cock dominating her. Cana’s expressions were causing Lucy to feel weak in the knees. Laxus was staring directly at Lucy with a sly smirk forming. He knew she wanted to have a go with his cock since it was an entire new league. Laxus stood there naked with his large muscle tone body revealed for her to admire. She cautiously stood up from the bed and walked over to where Cana was getting rammed hard by the dragon slayer of lightning. By the time she made it to her friend, Cana collapsed to the floor with a massive amount of cum pouring out of her body. Laxus just stood there with his cock towering over Lucy’s face from their height difference.             The man had placed his hand on her head to force her closer to his cock. She was staring directly at the thick piece of meat that was covered in his cum. Some droplets had leaked out from the tip and landed on her lips. Lucy instinctively licked it off and was surprised by how good it tasted. The woman tried to open her mouth to take it in but it was just too fat to swallow up like Gajeel’s and Romeo’s. Laxus kept his hand on the blonde’s head so that she wouldn’t be able to get away from his hot cock. Lucy placed both of her hands around his swollen member to give him some kind of relief. If she couldn’t deep throat his cock, then she would rub it good while giving the tip some attention. She noticed that she was able to put the tip of his dick in her mouth to suck, but nothing more could slide in. Lucy happily placed it back into her mouth so that she could wiggle her tongue against the slit. Laxus seemed to have taken some kind of liking to it since he sat down on the bed to get more comfortable.             “I always had a feeling about you, girl. You seemed to be a natural when it came to sucking dick.” Laxus said as he leaned a little closer to watch her work her magic.             “Mm! I-I’m not…that good at it.” she said while stroking his cock by her face.             “Like I believe that crap? Listen, you seem to have a good amount of practice already if you can make me feel this good. What, do you suck Natsu off every chance you get?” he asked her.             “N-No! I don’t suck him off all the time! Only during special…times.” Lucy said as she put the tip back into her mouth to please.             “Oh? Well, my mistake. I guess you’re just a natural slut. Craving my cock. Wanting to be impaled with it. Cana said she could handle me just fine; now look at her. On the floor, passed out from being over stimulated with pleasure. Think you have what it takes?” Laxus said as she wiggled her tongue all over the flat surface of his tip.             “Mm! Mmm!” Lucy couldn’t say much with a mouthful.             “Well, guess we’ll see very soon.” said Laxus as he sat back to relax.             Lucy scooted a little closer to his cock so that she could wrap it up with her large exposed breasts. They were the right size to cover his shaft with their soft warmth. Laxus watched the woman as she began to move her breasts up and down his wet cock so that it resembled the feeling of a pussy. She would bring her head down to lick and tease the tip of his cock. Drool from her mouth trickled down his cock to make it easier to slide her breasts along it. Laxus was rather enjoying this since it was the first time he experienced it before. Lucy and Cana had the right size tits to do the job just right, but the others he slept with The thing he liked about Lucy was that she was showing the resolve of wanting more during this special night. It was good enough for him to move her away from his cock so that he could throw her onto the bed. Lucy was a little surprised by the sudden change of pace. Laxus had pushed her back down so that she was laying flat against the bed. He climbed on top of her sexy naked body with his cock brushing between her ass cheeks. Lucy turned her head on the pillow while her hands gripped the sheets below her. She felt her ass being lifted up in the doggy position while the tip of his large cock brushed against her sensitive lips below.             “Now, time for the real fun to begin.” Laxus said before forcing the tip of his cock inside her tight pussy.             “Nn!?!” Lucy gritted her teeth when he slid in more than what her mouth was able to handle alone.             “That’s right, take it nice and slow. Don’t worry, I won’t tear you up too bad.” said Laxus as half of his cock was already inside her slightly stretched open pussy.             “O-Oh I-It’s so big!” Lucy moaned into the pillow as he pushed in a little more to get a squeak out of her.                         Laxus placed his hands along her large ample bountiful ass to keep her from bouncing away from his heavy impacts. He started to thrust into her pussy which made the bed move a little from the movement. The frame of the bed would hit against the wall, but since Cana’s silence magic was still in play, it didn’t seem to affect anyone on the outside. Laxus was free to go all out on the little mage whore that was in his possession. After all those times she flaunted her sexy body around in skimpy outfits, it was his time to teach her a lesson. The man slapped her bubble butt to see it jiggle around as it clashed into his crotch from the quick thrusts he performed on her. Lucy took hold of the pillow in her teeth as she accepted the pain and pleasure in a lusty combination. Her upper body was lifted up because he decided to grab her by her arms to hold her. She felt her large breasts flap back and forth from the constant motion she was under. Bisca and Alzack watched her from their bed. They loved how her body was just accepting a cock that big. During their examination, they decided to have her in a threesome before the night had ended. Laxus was probably going to fuck Mirajane next since Romeo didn’t have the stamina to continue soon after.             “Do you like that?!” Laxus said as he continued to pound into her pussy.             “Y-Yes!” she replied with tears streaming down her face.             “Oh? Are you hurt? Sad? Why are you crying?!” said Laxus as he thrusted a little harder.             “I-I-I’m not s-sad! I’m..j-just so…h-happy!!” Lucy let out with drool spilling out of her mouth from the amount of sexual stimulation Laxus was giving her.             “Then you’re a dirty little slut that loves having sex! I knew it!” said Laxus as he slapped her juicy ass again.             “YES!” Lucy let out with a happy grin.             “Good, cause I’m going to fuck you good while I have the chance.” Laxus said.             The bed that was in use was really getting it’s work cutting out for it. The frame near Lucy’s face was bending due to the amount of sheer power that Laxus was releasing from his manly pussy pounding thrusts. Lucy had almost blacked out a few times like Cana did, but she kept holding on. She couldn’t believe that she was feeling something this amazing by another guy. Someone other than Natsu and Gajeel. Romeo was great in bed but he still lacked the experience and the stamina like the others. Laxus here was proving that he could take over her sexual desires if she needed more of a challenge. But she needed to survive the first time with him. His massive cock hitting inside her pink pouch was near god tier. Lucy didn’t want to admit it, but he was way better then Natsu and Gajeel put together. The only problem about his cock was that it was too wide. She couldn’t do her special sloppy blowjobs to gain any favorable points on him. No, this was a task that her pussy was going to take with this powerful man. Though something did seem to trouble the girl. She noticed that he kept spanking her beautiful ass every once in a while. His fingers would eventually slide between her cheeks to find the little hold that was hidden. Lucy had the hots for getting anal tonight, but with a cock like his, that’d be too much to bare. Lucy had turned back to see the sinister glare that Laxus was giving her.             “You know what’s next…” Laxus said as he slid his middle finger deep into her tight ass hole.             “N-Not there….y-you’re too big…” Lucy said as she kept getting rammed into by his powerful cock.             “Giving up already huh? Tch, I knew you were all talk.” he said.             “I-I…that’s not I-it! I can to-totally take anything you dish at me! Fine!” Lucy said with a stubborn look in her eyes.             “That’s a good little girl.” said Laxus as he slowly pulled his thick cock out of her moist dripping pussy.             “Be…Be gentle with my ass? Please?” she said as the tip brushed between her large ass cheeks.             “Pipe down. I’m trying to concentrate.”             The tip of his cock slipped into the entrance of her ass rather easily. It was probably because of Lucy’s pure juices that was soaked into his skin. That type of lubrication was going to help Laxus stuff more of his cock into her tight cavity before it became a difficult situation. Lucy took hold of the pillow in her hands to squeeze tightly since it was such a tight fit. She was able to scream into the pillow the further he pushed his long fat cock inside her ass. Laxus was surprised that he was able to get a quarter of his cock in. If he went in any deeper, he would risk tearing her ass up and causing serious injury to her. That’s if he rushed into it. Now that he knew where the line was drawn, he began to push in and out of her tight ass to enjoy the new chapter of their sexual adventure. Lucy kept her face in the pillow to hide the embarrassing faces she kept making. She couldn’t control herself because of how great it felt inside that naughty place. It felt amazing when Romeo was pounding it since his cock was a nice fit. When Gajeel forced his dick inside, it hurt a little. But the pain went away quick. Laxus on the other hand, was pain and pain alone. Yet for Lucy, the pain wasn’t enough to cause her to quit. She was too stubborn to admit defeat. The girl was going to tough it out until Laxus stretched her enough for her to enjoy it herself.             “So damn tight!” Laxus said as he continued to push into her ass.             “Y-Yes…since you’re the biggest…I’ve ever had in me.” a weak Lucy said with a dark blush appearing on her embarrassed face.             “Is that right? I should feel privileged then! Now, time to go harder!”             “Harder?!”             Laxus took hold of her waist to force her back into his lap. That sudden pull had enough force to ram his entire hard cock into her ass. Lucy instantly passed out not because of pain; it was the new pleasurable sensation that she never thought was possible to achieve in that part of her body alone. Laxus was fucking a limp unconscious girl with his cock burrowing deeper into her anal cavity without showing any signs of stopping. Bisca watched as her friend Lucy was being fucked while she was asleep. Alzack was concerned for her safety, but Bisca told her that Lucy was probably going to wake up begging for more. Bisca didn’t want to admit it to Alzack, but she had experienced something similar to that feeling before with her masturbation toys at home. Alzack shook his head as he went back down under the sheets to please his wife with his tongue. The woman with the long green hair had relaxed on the bed with her legs spreading wide. She wanted her husband to lick up everything that was presented to him. Bisca loved how he went from fucking her pussy first to eating it right afterwards. He was usually shy with her, but when it came to making love, he was a lustful animal.             Cana began to awaken from the floor to hear moaning from all over the place. She sat up to see Mirajane’s legs in the air while Romeo fucked her good. Cana was proud to see how confident he was with his sexual skills now. The last time she fucked him, he was still fresh and new. Even if he had fucked Lucy in the Library, he wasn’t as skilled as Laxus. But the way Mirajane was screaming out for more was proof that he was going to become a great fuck partner in the future. Cana had turned over to see Bisca making odd faces. The faces she knew all too well. Alzack must have been licking her pussy and clit so good. Bisca kept biting her lower lip while playing with her own perky breasts. The woman then turned back to see the man fucking an unconscious Lucy on the bed. Laxus smirked at the naked woman on the floor.             “Finally awake huh? Get under Lucy so I can change between the two of you.” Laxus said as he kept fucking Lucy’s tight ass.             “What happened to her?” said Cana as she climbed onto the bed with them.             “Dumb girl passed out when I rammed my cock into her ass. Just like you.” he said as she climbed under the unconscious girl.             “Take it easy on her. She might hate you after this. I know I do.” said Cana.             “You hate me for making you feel amazing?”             “I’m kidding. Alright, I’m ready.” said Cana as she spread her legs apart.             Laxus slowly pulled his cock out of Lucy’s tight butt to admire the two pussies grinding each other. The man placed his dirty cock between their lips so that they could feel the heat rub against their clits. Cana wrapped her arms around the naked girl laying on top of her. She began to kiss the sleeping woman in hopes to wake her up from her little nap. A simple move of her tongue easily slipped into Lucy’s mouth to taste the sweet saliva that was stored inside. Cana kept this up until Laxus decided penetrate her pussy with his fat cock again. She was prepared for him since he stretched her open earlier when the Orgy started. Lucy slowly opened her eyes to see a beautiful sweaty Cana underneath her. Their large breasts kept pressing against each other. Their hot beautiful bodies were moving around due to Laxus fucking Cana rather violently. Lucy couldn’t help but giggle at the cute faces that her friend was making underneath her. Cana leaned in closer to kiss the girl on the lips. This was the spark that ignited their lesbian make-out session together. Laxus was just enjoying the sounds they were making since it was fuel to keep his fast thrusts going. Seeing Lucy’s bubble butt jiggle around every time he rammed his cock into Cana’s pussy was an amazing sight to behold. But this kind of adventurous fun wasn’t going to last him that much longer since the urge for him to explode was rising. The man had took hold of Lucy’s ass to hold onto as he kept pounding into the pussy he was already in.             “Feels like he’s about to-to cum!” Cana said during her kissing session.             “He’s getting faster! How much can he cum? Just how much can he release?!” asked a very curious Lucy.             “Sweetie, his cum will cover both of our pussies. So much can come out of those balls he has! I made him cum earlier with my hands and mouth skills. That’s probably why h-he hasn’t cum until now!” Cana said with her eyes closing tightly.             “Looks like you’re about to cum too!” said a mischievous Lucy.             Lucy slowly moved her hand down between their warm bodies to get a feel of the little hairs that were just above Cana’s shaved pussy. Gentle strokes were made as Lucy concentrated her finger tips just above Cana’s enlarged clit. It had grown a little in size due to how turned on she was with Laxus’s fat cock penetrating her. The young woman underneath Lucy had cried out as his hot heavy cum poured into her body. Lucy was surprised when Laxus yanked his fat cock out to ram into her very own pink slit. Cum had spilled into her body which made her left hand grip the bed sheets tightly. This sudden rush of stimulation made her right hand go out of control near Cana’s pussy. Her finger tips were rubbing the hell out of her clit which helped Cana get off. So much cum dripped out of the woman’s pussy as her body shook from the experience. Lucy laid on top of the naked woman as they held each other very gently. Laxus slowly sat back to give his cock a small rest. The sight of the women’s beaten pussy’s leaking with his cum was a beautiful sight indeed. To him, he had just marked his territory with their bodies. The next one he had his eyes set on was the beautiful slender Mirajane. The titan of a man had stood up from the bed and walked over to the girl that was resting on the other bed. Romeo had crashed again due to his lack of experience in cumming so much in a small session. Mirajane turned around to see the massive dirty cock pulsing in her view.             “Go on, Mirajane. Please me.” said Laxus.             “I-It’s too big…” she said softly.             “That’s what they thought, and look at them now.” Laxus pointed to Cana and Lucy in the background.             “Y-You knocked them out with your cock!?” Mirajane said with a dark blush appearing across her cute face.             “I love it tight. You look like the perfect fit.” Laxus said as he climbed on top of her slender body with the tip of his cock brushing against her young pussy.             “B-Be gentle…” Mirajane said as she shivered shyly.             “You’re going to beg for more later on.” said the man as he pushed the head of his cock into her pussy with some resistance from her end.             “Ah!~”             Bisca carefully walked over to where Lucy was resting. She had easily lifted the blonde bombshell into her arms to carry her back to where her newly husband was laying. She was tempted to bring Cana with her, but that woman seemed like she needed the rest since Laxus fucked her rather roughly. Lucy was placed in the middle of the bed so that Alzack could place one of her fat breasts into his mouth to suck on. Bisca climbed into the other side of the bed to follow his lead. She was also sucking and licking on the large juicy breast to get a rise out of Lucy. The blonde was slowly regaining consciousness again since she was still ready to giving more pleasure out for anyone that was willing to have her. Bisca had grabbed one of Lucy’s hands to guide it over to her husband’s crotch. Alzack blushed madly when the girl took his cock into her hand rather easily. Lucy began to stroke it slow to build up the mood. Bisca was sucking on her large tits still as she scooted closer to Lucy’s naked body. She had wrapped her leg around Lucy’s so that her pussy could grind on her thigh. Bisca leaned in close to turn Lucy’s head around to face him. He pressed his lips against the girls to pick up the pace between them. Alzack really wanted to fuck Lucy for the longest time now, but his heart always had and will belong to Bisca.             “Where do you want it, Miss Lucy?” Alzack asked as he broke free from her lips.             “I-In…my ass…” Lucy said with her eyes closing from excitement.             “She wants it in her ass first? Kinky girl.” Bisca said as she helped roll Lucy over so that she was laying on her stomach with plump ass sticking up.             “Fuck my ass!” Lucy said as she gripped the pillow below rather tightly.             Alzack guided his cock between her beautiful dumpling ass cheeks. Bisca helped her loving husband by gently parting them so that the hole could be revealed. Alzack easily slid his cock into her ass since it wasn’t as tight as it was when they first started the Orgy earlier that night. His entire cock slipped right in which plastered a perverted smile on Lucy’s face. She gripped the pillow a little tighter when he began to pound into her sexy ass. The bed started to smack into the wall which caught his wife by surprise. She nearly had a little heart attack from the sudden loud bang to her side. The woman climbed back onto the bed to snuggle up next to Lucy. She wanted to make out with Lucy while her husband had a fill of her jiggly ass. Lucy broke out in little whimpering moans as the married man continued to pound into her tight butt. Alzack loved the warm sensation as he would pull his cock back before immediately ramming it back in. Pushing his hard dick into her butt wasn’t the fun part. It was when he would try to retrieve it back and Lucy’s ass would suck it back in with such force. This sort of thing made anal a secret favorite of his now. Bisca wasn’t necessarily a fan of it. She would rather blow her husbands fat cock over and over again than take it in the butt.             “Baby…I’m already going to cum!” Alzack said as he tried to maintain his composure and rhythm.             “It’s okay darling. Just try and hold out a little longer, okay? This isn’t Lucy’s first butt fuck! She’s a pro at it now. I can see the dirty little smirk she’s making by the pillow. Now make her beg for more! Fuck that ass! I believe in you!” Bisca said as she tried her best to cheer on the man of her dreams.             “YES!” that is all Alzack was able to muster.             The married man placed his hands along the sides of Lucy’s waist to get a better hold of her lower body. The sight of her jiggling cheeks bouncing around was a beautiful view from down below. He loved fucking her in the ass so good; almost enough to try and persuade Bisca in doing anal again later on when it was just the two of them at home. Lucy was really getting into it since Alzack kept bashing his cock a little harder into her ass. Bisca scooted a little closer so that her lips could press against Lucy’s. The women started to wiggle their tongues against each other during their brief make out. Lucy took one of Bisca’s hands to hold tightly as her husband continued to fuck her roughly in the ass. Lucy felt the alcohol getting a little weak since she didn’t drink as much as the others. It was the only way they were able to get into this situation together in the first place. Lucy knew that if she brought it up while they were all sober, they would have looked at her like a freak.             Lucy felt the man’s hot cum pour into her ass. It was a familiar delicious feeling that she was all too familiar with. She had felt his cock slowly pull out which caused her to exhale slowly while getting more comfortable. Lucy turned around so that she was laying on her back with her legs spreading wide open. Bisca immediately climbed on top of her so that she could rub her pussy against sensitive slit. Their clits were in sync which sent a new flavor of feelings up the blonde’s slender body. Lucy’s muffled moans bounced around in Bisca’s mouth since she initiated the kiss. Bisca was thirsty for more of Lucy’s wild lustful side. Alzack took a moment to appreciate the glorious gift of two hot beautiful pussies right in front of his wet limp cock. The sight of the jiggling asses was all he needed to see to revive the thickness of his wet member. Bisca knew the touch of her lover very well when he planted his hand firmly on her butt. She felt so at peace when he easily slid his cock into her dripping pink pussy.             The girl whimpered into Lucy’s mouth as he began to push his cock in all the way. It wasn’t in it’s prime anymore since Lucy’s tight ass wore it out. But Alzack knew how to regain his strength within his cock to give his wife a good time. Alzack kept spanking his wife’s ass to see the cheeks jiggle around from the quick impact. She kept moaning into Lucy’s mouth while their tongues wiggled against each other. The man would slip his thumb into Bisca’s tight butt to get a better grip of her.Bisca wasn’t too keen on anal, but she wasn’t going to ignore the fact that his cock was making her feel rather amazing. Especially having Lucy’s wet pussy grind against hers while she was getting fucked. Lucy would eventually trail her hands down to Bisca’s ass to cup a feel of each cheek. The blonde then opened her legs wide before wrapping them around Alzack’s waist to pull him in closer. This act made it to where each of his abrupt thrusts were hard and fast for Bisca to take in. Bisca was nearly going mad as this new pleasurable skill was taking over her exotic thoughts. Lucy was able to see the lustful look on her friend’s face when the kissing had stopped so suddenly. Bisca’s eyes were wandering around all over since she wasn’t quite able to focus on anything. Lucy would spank the married woman’s ass to try and get her attention back on her, but it wasn’t working. Pulling Alzack so close so that his dick was stuffing his wife was a move Lucy didn’t quite think would have this kind of effect.             “I-I’m gonna-gonna c-cum!” Bisca cried out as her pussy was pounding rather roughly by her husband.             “Just let it out! Just let it all out!” Lucy said with her hands squeezing her large ass cheeks.             “Nn-Nn!” Bisca shut her eyes tight as the hot sensation overwhelmed her body.             Alzack leaned back as the hot liquid from his wife’s vagina swallowed his cock whole. The wet sensation was covering his entire cock as it continued to splash out onto the bed and all over Lucy’s pussy. Lucy didn’t have a problem with another beautiful woman’s cum entering her body. Alzack slowly pulled his cock out to tease both of the girls since there was enough liquid between them. He playfully slid his wet cock between their pussies so that they could both feel the head rubbing against each of their clits. Lucy and Bisca let out wonderful lusty moans as the man began to slide his cock between their clits like an evil mastermind. This was rather enjoyable since both women got the best of both worlds from one cock. Lucy removed her hands from the married woman’s ass so that she could feel the tip of his cock between them with her fingertips. Bisca nearly fainted on Lucy when Alzack finally released his hot cum between their bodies. The young man slowly pulled his cock out so that he could lay down beside his wife to rest. But Lucy wasn’t quite done with him since she was still cock hungry.             “L-Lucy?” Alzack said as the beautiful blonde leaned over Bisca’s body to reach his cock.             “I want more!” Lucy said before gobbling down his limp cum covered cock.             “Ah!” he let out as his body collapsed back onto the bed when she started sucking hard.             The Connel’s were knocked out because of their desire in having a threesome with Lucy. The beautiful cheerful blonde was probably the most experienced in the sex-field when compared to everyone in the room. If Gajeel and Levy were in the mix tonight, the night would have been more enjoyable. But while she sucked off Alzack with a loving melody she had in her head. She would wonder why she was doing this in the first place. The thought of cheating on her lover, Natsu, was always painstakingly hard for her. She loved him with all of her heart and to hurt him was something she never wanted to do in her life with him. But she just couldn’t get over the fact that she was a dirty slut when it came to cocks. She knew that she was too far gone to stop. Lucy wanted to keep sucking and fucking more members of the guild, but she didn’t want Natsu to find out. It would destroy him and their friendship together.             “Something on your mind?” Cana said by the Lucy’s bedside.             “Mm?” Lucy still had Alzack’s cock in her mouth.             “Looks like you have a mouthful. It delicious?” Cana asked as she crawled onto the bed to sit by Alzack’s side.             “Want a taste?” Lucy said as she licked his shaft over and over like a Popsicle.             “How sweet! You’re going to share your new toy with me?” Cana said playfully before taking Alzack’s cock into her hand to rub and tease.             “It’s Bisca’s toy! But they’re tuckered out now. I think the alcohol and heavy sex finally got to them.” said Lucy.             “Yeah, Romeo didn’t take any alcohol and he’s already knocked out too. Laxus..is having too much fun with Mirajane there. Poor girl has been pinned against that wall for the past fifteen minutes.” said Cana as she continued to stroke the cock in her hand.             “I wish Natsu was here to do this with me too.” Lucy said with a heavy sigh.             “Oh darling, it’s alright. You and Natsu will get to this level one day. Then maybe we can all have a super orgy together?” Cana joked before swallowing up Alzack’s cock within her throat.             “That would be so much fun! He’s as big as Gajeel!” said Lucy.             “You fucked Gajeel?! Does Levy know about this?!” Cana said as she stroked Alzack’s cock a little harder.             “Y-Yeah. We all had sex together. He’s actually the first cock I had that wasn’t Natsu’s. He’s really amazing.” Lucy said with a dark blush forming.             “You naughty slut. I need to give Gajeel a holler then when Levy isn’t around. What does he like to do? Any tips in seducing him?” said Cana as her tongue licked the tip of the hardened cock.             “I think he loves blowjobs and anal. Oh! He also likes to pin you down to the floor and fuck the hell out of you! It was so much fun in the bathroom that one morning. That’s when Levy walked in and caught us.” Lucy couldn’t help but laugh at that time.             “So get him hard through sexy talk and then get on my knees? Easy enough. Who was the second cock you had?”             “That was Romeo. I think that’s when you caught us in the Library together. Honestly that wasn’t our intention. It was because of a magical book I found and tried out. We were both hot and horny. So, we fucked and I sucked him off so good. Loved it! Then we fucked in this very room with you in it!” Lucy leaned in closer to lick Alzack’s sack while Cana sucked on the tip of the dick.             “I see. Have you fucked Elfman yet?” Cana asked.             “No. No? Wait…is he hung?” Lucy was rather curious.             “He’s as big as Laxus…maybe even a little bigger. I had to pleasure him with my breasts cause I couldn’t deep throat his cock at all. It was a real challenge…but boy did he fuck my brains out that afternoon. Couldn’t walk right for a week!” Cana said with a dark blush forming on her cheeks.             “Wow! Maybe I’ll try to give him some attention sometime soon?” said Lucy as excitement filled her lustful heart.             “Yes, you won’t be disappointed with him at all.” said Cana before downing the cock again to get his unconscious cum to flow down her throat.             “D-Did you make him cum during his sleep?!” Lucy watched as Cana continued to suck and swallow Alzack’s cum while he slept so soundly.             “I love sucking cocks while the man sleeps.” said Cana as she laid down beside Alzack.             “Lucky…I should really do that to Natsu next time he’s sleeping in. He’s usually hung early in the morning before he wakes up.” said Lucy.             The girls rested on the bed as Mirajane was the only one left getting fucked in the room. The slender woman was pinned against the wall as Laxus kept pounding his large cock into her tight pussy. He had placed one hand on the back of her head to keep her still while the other was holding her body up by her waist. He was a titan when compared to her. The girl cried out in tears each time he rammed his large titan cock into her body. Laxus loved how she cried out of pleasure because of how well he used her slender form. Lucy opened her eyes to see Mirajane fall to the floor with cum spraying all over her unconscious body. Mirajane was just breathing heavily as Laxus stood above her with his cock aiming down at her exposed breasts. He continued to shoot out large amounts of his heavy hot cum down onto her naked body. When he was done, he walked over to shove Romeo off the bed so that he could get some rest. Everyone in the room besides Lucy had finally fallen asleep to rest their weary bodies. Lucy kept thinking about all of her life choices that ended her up here in this very room. Natsu was the big reason she started all of this in the first place. She just wanted some tips in pleasing a guy so that she could get him to fuck her like how she desired. But now it all ended up in this big mess with so many cocks entering her. Now she’s also craving Elfman’s dick since Cana had brought him up.             “I’m sorry, Natsu. I love you…but I can’t fight what I am anymore. I am a dirty slut…that loves cocks. I will always love you…but I will also fuck others too because it feels so damn good!” Lucy said to herself as she began to slide three fingers into her pussy to start up again.             Banging against the door had awoken Lucy first from her brief slumber. She must have easily passed out while she was pleasuring herself with her own fingers. But the headache from the heavy drinking was what had pushed her to that limit. The girl sat up in hopes to find some form of water nearby, but there wasn’t anything in sight. It took her a moment to remember what had happened the night before since her memories were a little fuzzy on the subject. She nearly let out a scream when she saw three naked men and three naked women in the room. Lucy recalled a celebration yesterday which must have lead to this special moment in the room. There was dried cum on her legs and some on her breasts. She wasn’t the only one. Inspecting Cana, Bisca and Mirajane’s bodies while they slept gave Lucy the answer.             “We all had sex in here?” Lucy whispered to herself.             The thought of Natsu learning about event from one of the others nearly made her heavy a panic attack. Laxus was the one that would bring this sort of thing up just to start a fight with him. Lucy couldn’t have that happen. It would destroy her relationship with Natsu for good. Lucy immediately ran over to where Laxus was sleeping. She crawled onto the bed to wake him up from his slumber. The man took quite a bit to wake up since he was extremely tired. He nearly pushed Lucy off the bed as if she was a cheap whore. But Lucy wasn’t going to give up so easily. The girl had grabbed his cock and easily squeezed it in her hand. That was enough to caused the man to awaken from his brief sleep.             “What the hell?!” he yelled at the dumb blonde.             “Listen. I need you to keep this a secret from Natsu, okay?” Lucy begged him with his cock still in her hand.             “What the hell are you babbling about? He doesn’t know his women whores herself around for action? That’s priceless.” he said before looking away with a smirk.             “Please…Laxus. Please don’t bring this up with him…or anyone else…” Lucy said with tears forming in her beautiful eyes.             “Listen, how about you give me some special attention again while those idiots are asleep? Maybe I’ll consider not revealing this to my good pal, Natsu.” Laxus said as his cock easily grew hard and thick in Lucy’s hand.             “B-Blackmail? Really? Really?!” Lucy couldn’t help but stroke his large cock in her tiny palm.             “Hey, just do it. Or rather, would you want to be my little sex toy and get fucked by me every day? I’ll easily stay quiet for that.” the man said as he forced her to sit between his legs so that she could stroke his cock with both of her hands.             “But…” Lucy was staring at his cock the whole time.             “Be my fuck toy and Natsu will never hear about any of this.” said Laxus.             “…f-fine.” she said softly while rubbing the head.             “That’s a good little sex toy. Now, make your Master happy by pleasing my fat cock with your beautiful whore mouth.” Laxus teased.             “…Master?” Lucy said with an embarrassed face.             “I’m your Master, and you’re not my slave. Don’t talk, just please your Master.” he said.             “Yes…Master…” Lucy said as she continued to stroke his large cock in her hands.             Lucy did as she was ordered by her new Master, Laxus. The title seemed silly, especially coming from someone like him. He was always butting heads with Natsu, which made this entire ordeal a lot worse if it got out to her love, Natsu. Lucy would pleasure Laxus as much as she could until he was completely satisfied or just done with her. She would hope that he would find another woman to have sex with that could take her place. Hopefully sometime very soon so that she could end her little contract with him. But at the same time, having his large cock in both of her hands was rather nice. Lucy was able to feel his steady heartbeat through his long thick dick. Some of his pre-cum started to leak out from the tip of his cock which helped Lucy in stroking it without much friction slowing her down. The girl leaned over his cock to spit on it a few times until it was shiny and clean. It was too much for her to take in all the way to her throat. If she was going to attempt that, it could possibly injure her mouth to an extent of seeing a doctor. That would be an embarrassing thing to discuss with them. Lucy decided to just kiss the tip of his meaty cock to show her obedience. But the look on Laxus’s face sent a chill down her spine. A chill that would evidently turn into a lust for more.             “I want you to slide down onto it…with your ass.” the man said as he sat up to position himself against the wall.             “B-But…” Lucy stared at his thick cock as she touched her own ass.             “Come on, you know you want to try it. Don’t wuss out on me now little girl. Sit on my cock and ride it like a beautiful cowgirl slut.”             “But…it’s so big. What if you tear me up?” she said as she slowly crawled on top of his lap to position herself.             “I fucked Mirajane here in the ass earlier. She loved every second of it.” Laxus said with much pride.             “Fine…but if you end up hurting me. You’re paying for the medical bills!” Lucy said before twisting his cock into her ass very slowly to reduce any kind of pain.             “Mm…that a girl.” he said as he groped her large breasts in his sight.             “…so big…” she muttered softly.             A little effort and some mindful focus helped the woman push down onto the heavy cock that was erect. Lucy was only able to fit 1/3rd of his cock into her ass which was still enough to make her knees wobble. She leaned in closer to place her hands against his chest to help balance herself out. If she lost her balance, there was a chance that she could sit more on the cock which could hurt her in the end. Laxus wasn’t all too bad since he placed his hands around her meek waist. He would help hold her up so that she didn’t damage or tear her delicious ass anymore than he wanted too. If she was injured, she’d have no use for awhile to him. So Laxus decided to let her ride his cock safely until she was comfortable with his size. When it came to Mirajane, he just rammed it up her ass until she grew accustomed to it. It’s probably why she was still knocked out on the floor, covered in cum.             “O-Okay…I’m gonna…start to move.” Lucy said as her breasts bounced around from the sudden movement she made.             “Don’t be reckless. Or else you’ll have to explain all this to Natsu later when you can’t sit down.” said Laxus with a sly smirk plastered on his face.             “S-Shut up!” she said before shoving more of his cock into her butt.             “Damn that feels good! I want more of it inside you now!” he joked.             “S-Shut up! Little at a time! I don’t want to t-tear!” she said with her breasts dangling around in his face.             “Delicious…” Laxus started to lick one of her tits until he sucked it into his mouth to play with.             “Ah!~”             Lucy planted her hands on his shoulders so that she could help sit up a little more. This would allow her ass to slam down onto his fat cock with more force. She wanted to do this on her own without his help since he’d probably be more forceful. Having the power to go at her own pace was the safest route she could take with his large cock. But the talk with Cana earlier brought Elfman to her mind. She was curious with how thick and powerful his cock was. Lucy looked down to see the grin on Laxus’s face. Elfman would probably be more in charge and ram the hell out of her body. Being forced against the wall with her ass propped up was one of the best ways to get fucked. Lucy was already fantasizing about another cock while fucking one at the same time. Laxus didn’t know what was going on in her little mind, but he loved the fact that she was sliding more of his cock into her ass. The hot sensation swallowing up his thick dick. He continued to suck on her fat titty with his tongue licking around the nipple. Lucy let out a couple of sexy high pitch moans each time he bit down into her tit. His large hands reached over to cup her ass cheeks to help lift her up. When she was high up on his cock, he released her so that gravity would slam her back down. Lucy’s daydream suddenly ended when she noticed that his entire cock was up inside her ass. She couldn’t move because she was locked into place by how far it went up inside her body.             “A-Ah…” she muttered.             “My turn…” he said.             The young woman felt her body slam against the bed with the titan climbing on top of her. He had pinned her hands down against the mattress with one arm while the other one muffled her mouth shut. Her screams couldn’t escape from his grasp since he had great control over Lucy now. Lucy’s legs dangled up in the air when he immediately started to thrust into her ass with an intense speedy rhythm. Her large tits kept bouncing all over the place with the bed smacking hard against the wall. There was no escape from this position, and deep down, Lucy didn’t want to leave. She loved how forceful he was when it came to this part of their sex affair. She was indeed the sex slave, and he was the Master that ruled over her now. Gajeel, Romeo, Alzack and Laxus have all had their turn with her body. But Laxus had this sudden urge to claim her body unlike the others. Gajeel had Levy, but Laxus was still the lone wolf that was ready to fuck whenever the thought came up. The girl blushed madly with her mouth still being blocked from her loud moaning screams.             Lucy collected her thoughts of the night before and how they arrived to this conclusion in the morning. She remembered bringing up the subject of an orgy, but secretly she just wanted to get into bed with anyone since the beer was making her rather horny. But it turned out better than expected. The only thing that would have made it better is if she was the only girl in the room filled with riled up thirsty guys that had their way with her body. But maybe that could be something for later if she conquered more men in the guild. Lucy tried her best to remember the rest but having a large cock ram your ass was rather tough. She looked up to see the beastly man stare down at her with full concentration leaking from his body. He was really giving it all to her while she just laid back and enjoyed the whole ordeal.             She remembered sucking down on Romeo’s cock since it was the first one she went down on last night. Even having him fuck her against the wall during the quick sessions was a sweet treat. It was rather shocking to see how well Mirajane adapted to this hidden life. But that kind of thing was fun in knowing that she might have a potential friend that craved for sex like she did. Romeo still had a lot of training to do if he wanted to continue lasting longer, especially with Lucy. Lucy had no objections in sucking his cock every now and then when he needed it. Especially since Wendy wasn’t in that kind of relationship with him just yet. Lucy would be the relief that he needed on the side since he got pent up rather easily. Laxus was the second man that she fucked in the room last night. He was so powerful that it literally knocked her out like Cana. Even when Lucy was asleep, Laxus continued to fuck her unconscious body without stopping. Lucy then remembered being carried into the bed where the Connel’s were located. It was Bisca that helped lift up her body and tossed in for Alzack to enjoy. It was just an eventful night since Lucy was the one that brought up this possible scenario for people to enjoy. Alzack seemed to have enjoyed himself to the extent of passing out after cumming a couple of times in his wife and Lucy.             Laxus grunted with all his muscles flexing out at once. He had already released his horrible amount of cum deep within Lucy’s tight ass. The man left his fat cock inside her ass so that the sensitive tip could enjoy the heat. He slowly pulled it out to stroke in his grasp over her naked body. Lucy looked past her large breasts to see the mammoth cock shooting some cum shots across her body. It didn’t take long for Laxus to place his clothes back on and head for the door. Lucy turned over very slowly since her body was rather weak and tired.             “I’ll be coming for some more tonight. So find a way to sneak out of the house…or I’ll just come in and fuck you in front of Natsu.” Laxus said before leaving the recovery room.             “…okay….Master…” Lucy said with a blushing satisfied smile on her face.

Chapter 8 - Aftermath Lucy x Laxus

A couple of hours passed since the wedding ceremony ended for the Connel’s. Lucy was one of the first people to wake up from the heavy drinking to go outside and relax in the bright sun shine. That’s when she bumped into Laxus outside the guild hall. Her gaze immediately dropped down to his pants where his hidden beast was lurking. The girl wanted to already bring it out again to see it, but they were in the public eye. Laxus Dreyar took a deep breath before exhaling. He knew that she was probably thinking of something lewd. Especially with her large breasts nearly popping out of her tank top. The man placed a hand behind his blonde spiky hair to think for a moment.             “How’s it going, Laxus? Been busy?” asked the curious woman.             “Tch. Just came back from an annoying quest. Stressed a bit and tense in some areas.” Laxus did look rather tired, more than usual.             “I can help with that…” she said with a playful smile.             “Oh? I do recall a little from the…wedding ceremony. You were quite the little whore, Lucy.” the man said as he turned to face her direction with his full attention.             “W-Whore?! T-That’s…That’s going a little too far. Don’t you think?” she placed his hands by her hips with her breasts jiggling from the smallest impact.             “Ha. Well, sorry if I offended you. But I’m a little tired. I’m going to go rest at the park near by to get some fresh air.”             “C-Can I come?” Lucy didn’t want to leave his side since her goal was to ride his cock with either her loose pussy or tight butt.             “I guess? I don’t care. Do as you wish.” Laxus started to walk down the little stairs before heading off in the direction of the park.             “Yay!~” she followed him with a little pep in her step.             Laxus was enjoying the quiet scenery as the birds fluttered around from tree to tree. There wasn’t anyone wondering around in the area they decided to sit down at a secluded bench by a large fully grown tree. The river was a beautiful sight with little ducklings gliding across the surface. Laxus took a deep breath to relax his body as he stretched out on the wooden worn bench. Lucy was sitting beside him with her hands already fidgeting on her lap. She was eager to whip his monster cock out and have fun with it, but being out in the open was rather risky. The thought of being caught by one of the guild mates or neighbors walking by was putting Lucy in high alert. Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to fool around in such a bright lit area. But during this heavy thinking, Laxus had already unzipped his pants and brought his large dick out into the open air. Lucy’s eyes grew wide when the tip of his amazing cock was already shiny from the pre-cum that was leaking out. Laxus gave her a little smirk with his cock pulsing within his hand.             “What’s wrong? Afraid you’ll get caught? Come on…get a little closer and feel it.” he teased.             “W-What if we do get caught?” Lucy was eager to touch it, but like before, she didn’t want to have their relationship with everyone destroyed because of their horny adventures.             “I’ll keep an eye out. Plus, I’m pretty big and menacing. If anyone dares to spy on us, they’ll have me to deal with.” he said, which comforted her a little bit.             Lucy was more at ease after he gave her that little pep-talk. The girl took hold of his massive cock that was even greater than Gajeel and Natsu’s put together. The girl was tempted to put the thing in her mouth, but alas, she knew that she couldn’t do that because of it’s mighty size. Instead, she put the tip only through the entrance of her mouth to tease with her slithery wet tongue. That was just enough for Laxus to actually feel something. The man hadn’t had a blowjob in quite some time because of the size of his dick. But something like this was good every so often. The man would glance around every so often to make sure that nobody was coming. So far, the coast was clear for her to continue with her tongue action.             The slobbery wet suction sounds coming from her mouth was really turning the man on. He was already getting to the point where he wanted to just bend her over and plow her behind with everything he had stored up. Laxus didn’t have sex with anyone since the Wedding Ceremony for the Connel’s a few hours ago. But having Natsu’s girl pleasure his dick with her naughty tongue was such a great thing to have for himself. The cool air could be felt around his dick when her saliva dripped down to the sides of his shaft. Laxus was once again tempted to try and force his cock down her throat, but that would end up killing the poor girl. The temptation was winning since his head was resting on the back of her head. Lucy didn’t know it, but she was close to meeting a death by having a cock rammed down her throat. But the silhouette of a man had caught his attention in that brief second. Laxus yanked her head away from his cock so that he could rest his arm on his lap in a brooding position.             “W-What the heck?!” Lucy was wiping some of the saliva away from her lips.             “Idiot, I did that because somebody was coming, but they turned away. Guess they were looking for someone.” he said while sitting back so that his cock was pulsing in the open again.             “Wow…I’m sorry. I thought I did something wrong?” Lucy poked his cock with her finger to see it move.             “No. You were excellent. But I believe it’s time we move on to having some actual fun…together.” he said while patting his lap.             “Y-You want me to…ride it?” Lucy was already dripping wet between her legs.             “Yeah. I want you to sit on my dick and ride it good. You up for it?” said the man.             “I’ve…I’m so ready for this.” Lucy stood up on the wooden bench to squat over his amazing dick with her wet pussy.             Laxus was able to feel the warm wet droplets land on his cock the lower she squatted down. Her skirt was being pulled up a little so that her large plumped butt leaked into his vision. She had already tugged her black panties to the side so that her dripping vagina was leaking on his cock. Lucy took a deep breath as she slowly sat down on his hardened penis. It was a tight fit to begin with, but she was able to slide more than half of it up her body. The girl couldn’t help her legs from shaking when lowering herself a little more to take his amazing cock inside. Laxus brought his hands up to cup her butt to get a feel of their soft and gentle texture. This was different when compared to having sex with everyone in a small room. It was just them two out in the open with nobody walking by. The man playfully pulled her black panties more to the side so that her tiny asshole was exposed. He gently licked his finger to get it nice and wet before sticking it inside.             “M-My butt?!” Lucy was bouncing her ass on his dick, but to have him finger her butt at the same time was unexpected indeed.             “It’s real tight in that hole. Guess I should fuck this hole next…” said Laxus as he continued to finger her butt while she rode his cock.             “T-To have your cock in my ass again…that’d be…so great…” she was trying to speak, but the constant moving was causing her to break out in soft sexual moans.             “If only my cock could fit in that slutty mouth of yours…I’d then fuck your throat. But that’s not happening any time soon with my dick. But your ass and pussy…now that’s fair game.” he said.             “. . .” she was rather speechless.             “Mm…you’re pretty tight in here. I thought last night would have loosened you up, but no.” Laxus spanked her ass to watch it jiggle around.             “Ah!~” she enjoyed it.             The woman’s loving moans was rather intoxicating and helped set the mood that they created together. Lucy was able to sit down more with his cock still drilling in as deep as it could without actually tearing her open. Lucy made sure to stop if she felt any kind of pain that she couldn’t handle. Gajeel was the first one to teach her about pain since she wasn’t quite ready to do anal. That was until he made it enjoyable for her. Now she couldn’t wait to have Laxus stick his fat cock deep inside her ass so that she could squeeze it with every muscle in her butt. The girl turned back to see the flustered look on the young man’s face. He was rather rude and broody from time to time, but at this light, he looked rather attractive. Maybe it was because Lucy was really giving it her all with her body’s movements.             A flock of birds flew by when she couldn’t help but release a powerful scream of lustful fun. Laxus was afraid that her scream was going to alert someone that was near, but luckily for them, nobody came to investigate. He gave the girl a hefty spank on her ass to watch it jiggle again. It was meant for more of a punishment, but she took it the other way. Lucy planted her hands down on her knees while dropping her ass faster onto his cock. The man took a deep breath before releasing his heavy load of cum up into her pussy.             “Y-Yes! C-Cum inside me! Give me…a-a cream-pie!” she begged him.             “M-Moron! I’ve already c-came inside you already! I-I’m still cumming?!” he was surprised with how much his cock was pumping into her voluptuous pussy.             “I love it! It feels s-so good!” she was bouncing on his cock faster than before, which was really stimulating his dick to the next level.             “W-What the hell?!” he was surprised that she was still able to squeeze more of his cum out from deep within his balls.             “Yes! YES!” Lucy slowly sat down all the way so that his monster cock was hidden from the world.             “…you’re one crazy slut. I must admit, I’m rather impressed your body can take in my entire cock.” said Laxus as he pulled her close to his body in a holding position.             “I bet you’re gonna wanna fuck me a lot more now, huh?” she said while looking up at him with a cute smile.             “I can see that happening. Especially since you can handle my dick really well. Now, let’s enjoy the view before I fuck you next.” Laxus said as he held her close to his body.             This was rather comfy for her to experience, but she didn’t feel the same way with him like she did with Natsu. If Natsu was here doing stuff like this with her, it’d be an amazing morning to remember. But like she told herself long ago, Natsu will always have her heart and love, but the other men can have her body and lust. She didn’t like the idea of being called a whore, but being a slut was different. Especially since she loved the idea of gaining that from the amount of sex she’s had with other men within the guild. Lucy felt his arms loosen up so that she could climb off of his lap. Lucy had adjusted her skirt so that she looked normal in the public eye, that was if anyone were to see them in the first place. The area was like a ghost town which was a little eerie. But the thing that finally came to her was that it was still very early in the morning. The sun light wasn’t harsh to their skins. This was the perfect time to go for a morning walk.             “Well, this feels amazing. I can’t believe we were scared people were going to come up on us. It’s so early in the morning. Most of the people are probably still drunk in the guildhall, like Natsu and the others.” Lucy said with a cute giggle.             “He was rather smashed. I think Gray was next to him with a broken table beside their unconscious bodies. I’m going to assume they got drunk and fought for a bit until they knocked each other out. Maybe another member in the guild knocked them out? Mirajane was with us at the time…so it could have been Elfman?” Laxus was trying to think of the reason, but Lucy was already laying on the soft grass with her legs spreading open.             “Fuck me…” she said softly.             “What? W-We just got done doing it? You’re ready for my cock again?” Laxus said as he stood up to tower over her body.             “…yes. I want you to fill me up with more of your cum.” she was extending her arms out towards him.             “Don’t have to tell me twice, Lucy. I’m going to fill you up with as much as you can handle.” he said while adjusting his cock again.             The large man got onto his knees to help insert his cock into her cum-filled pussy. It went in way easier this time when compared to a few moments ago on the bench. Laxus was already thrusting hard and fast into her body while her legs dangled up in the air. Lucy was enjoying this early morning workout with someone other than her lover. The thought of Natsu fucking her in this position so early in the morning was a turn on thought. Laxus couldn’t help but notice the goofy expression she was making on her face. He must have been enjoying herself more than he was at that moment. She did feel rather good wrapped around his cock. The warm wet feeling sucking him in each time he tried to pull out was a nice touch. The male leaned down lower so that he could find a better position to relax his muscles.             “You feel so good around my cock!” he said in her ear.             “Yeah? Do you like my pussy?” Lucy whispered back through his thrusts.             “YES!”             Laxus popped his cock out of her pussy which caught her off guard. The girl was about to sit up to see what happened when he instantly penetrated her tight butt. Lucy nearly went cross-eyed because of how great it felt to have his hot wet cock push into that specific hole. Since she was wasn’t prepared, her ass was rather loose and not so tight to make him cum. Lucy’s legs planted down onto the soft grass while he continued to pound into her butt with such great force.             This position was usually the best for Laxus since he was in great control of the final outcome. He had his pick of fucking either hole to his heart’s content. It was a shame sometimes to have such a big dick. He always wanted to fuck someone’s face, but this was still great to experience. Fucking Natsu’s girl so early in the morning must have been an achievement. Maybe they could get together again sometime In the future and have some more kinky fun together. Laxus glanced down to take hold of her tank top. He had lifted it up to expose her large bouncy breasts. Each time he thrusted into her ass, her boobs would jiggle around with the nipples hardening. The man leaned down to take one of her breasts into his mouth to suck on. Lucy was experiencing something new entirely to cause her toes to curl in the grass. She was already close to exploding because of how great he was making her feel. The women opened her eyes slowly to see the birds flying past them in the blue sky. The trees were dancing along the gentle breeze that blew by the area. This was such a perfect morning.             “S-Squeeze my dick a little tighter…” he said to the woman.             “Y-You want me to squeeze? Y-You don’t want to fuck some more?!” Lucy was enjoying her time with him.             “Make me cum…so I can fill your ass up with my creamy white stuff. Then I can fuck you against that tree…” he said to the woman.             “R-Really?” she was ecstatic that he wanted to continue their little park sex a little longer.             “Yeah. I want to bend that ass over and take it for a spin. I want to watch your butt jiggle each time I pump my dick inside.” said Laxus.             “So naughty. I can’t wait…” with that, she did what he asked and flexed her muscles in her lower body to tighten around his large cock.             Laxus already felt the shift around his cock by her amazing ass. The man wasn’t able to pound her ass as fast as he could any longer. Lucy was doing her best to answer his wish by squeezing the muscles around his cock. She had leaned up to kiss his lips softly while wrapping her arms around his muscular body. Laxus didn’t mind this kind of attention, but he was already getting to the point of ejaculating all inside her tight dirty hole.             The man scooped her off the ground and held her high up in the air. Her legs were dangling over his shoulders while he kept penetrating her tight butt with such ferocity. This was causing Lucy to cum with everything that built up so far from within her juicy pussy. All of her liquids came splashing down onto his cock and pants. Laxus kept holding her up and pounding into her tight butt. Lucy was close to passing out again like earlier that night, all because his cock was overstimulating her body. Laxus made sure to hold her up right so that she didn’t fall back and land on the grass. That would of left her in quite the painful wake up when regaining consciousness.             “Hey, Hey! Don’t knock out on me now. How will I fuck you against the tree if you can’t even stand?” he said while tapping her face gently.             “S-Sorry…it’s …wow…I-I can’t believe how amazing y-your cock feels inside my ass…” she was right, since her body was nearly on the verge of passing out again.             “Come on, just a little longer. I’m already about to c-cum in your ass. Don’t you want that?” he said to her.             “Y-Yes! I do!” said Lucy as she did her best to keep her conscious in check.             A couple of minutes went by and she was still hanging in there like a champ. Laxus had already came inside her ass once but he decided to keep on thrusting until his cock was hard again. It wasn’t completely soft or limp, but it was enough for Lucy to feel the thickness churn the cum inside her butt. The girl was enjoying every second that passed while he held her in his arms. Lucy had pointed to the tree behind him since she wanted to try standing now. Laxus carried her to the large tree with his dick still being thrusted upon her butt.             Once reaching the tree, the man gently placed the girl down to the soft grass so that she could admire the beautiful river up ahead. He had slowly pulled her butt out while spreading her legs a little. This was enough to get her in a good position while holding on the tree tightly. Lucy turned back a little to see his cock already moving back to her wet lips below.             “Y-You’re gonna put it back in there?” she said with a playful wink.             “Yes. I want to give you another cream-pie…just like you wanted earlier. Even though I had already filled you up at that time…” Laxus didn’t let her speak, because once he pushed his cock into her pussy, her mouth shut instantly.             The young woman kept her loud pleasurable moans within when his monstrous cock forced it’s way into her juicy pussy. So much of his cum that was still inside his dick poured out during the thrusts, so it was a nice change to feel on her end. Lucy gripped the tree so tight that the bark started to crumble in her possession. She took a deep breath and arched her back the best she could. This allowed him more access inside her pussy without straining her body. Laxus was starting to feel a little weary since he hadn’t really eaten anything since before the wedding ceremony started last night. His plan was to leave early in the morning to get something to eat at home, but she tagged along. If this would have been any different, he would of had her follow him home so that he could of eaten some breakfast while pleasing his cock with her mouth. That was a nice thought. Having Lucy slobber his dick with her slutty mouth while he ate at the table. “Maybe one day”, he thought to himself.             Lucy was trying to stare at the beautiful river in her sight, but nothing was focusing for her. It was as though her vision was becoming obscure due to the amount of sex she was accomplishing in such a short time. The girl nearly collapsed against the tree, but she wanted to finish this off on a good note. If she were to faint again, then Laxus might not take her on anymore. Thinking that she couldn’t handle their little sexual hangouts. Lucy knew she could take him on without fainting. That’s what she was trying to prove to him right now since he kept pumping his cock into her pussy. But that changed when he pulled his wet dick out of her red lips and put it back between her bountiful ass. Lucy nearly let a shriek escape her lips when his dick rammed into her ass once again. Lucy was really in for it this time. She was clenching onto the tree tighter than before while having her ass fucked like the little slut she was. But what nearly stopped her heart was the sight of Natsu across the river. He was laughing with Happy by his side while she was getting fucked by Laxus. It was a good thing that he was laughing and not paying attention to his surroundings. If he had just turned at the right moment, he would have noticed Lucy being fucked against the tree.             “I-I’m g-going to cum!” Laxus said while thrusting deeper into her ass.             “M-My pussy…c-cum in there!” Lucy was begging him to put it back in there.             “Alright, here I come!” the man said before shoving it back into her cute lips below.             “A-Ah! I-I’m so hot! I’m burning!” she was really getting into the finale of the climax.             “Damn it! I can’t hold it in any longer!!” he yelled out.             The man’s hips were moving so violently fast, as if a demon had overtaken his form and took over. Lucy was drooling from the mouth while her face was pressed against the tree due to her own weakness of holding it in. The woman kept crying out little jitters of sexual moans each time he shot a hot load into her pussy. So much cum came pouring down from her pussy. Some of it leaked down her legs until it pooled up underneath in the grass. Laxus slowly pulled his hard cock out of her pussy to watch the white waterfall. It was magnificent with how the sparkling light from the sun caused his cum to look so magical. The man put his cock back into his pants and turned away.             “That was pretty good. Look me up next time you want to get it again.” said Laxus as he left the park first.             “ . . .that. . .was. . .a close .. .one.” she said because of how close Natsu was to finding out her secret life

Chapter 9 - Lucy x Elfman

The Fairy Tail guild was ordered to take on a couple of heavy hitting quests with partners they’ve never journeyed with before. Natsu had been tagged with Cana while Levy was with Juvia. Lucy, was partnered with Elfman Strauss. He really wanted to be partnered with his Sister’s, Mirajane and Lisanna Strauss. Being paired with her had put him in a rather bad mood, but he wasn’t going to show it since his sister Mirajane was keeping an ear out for him. Lucy wasn’t sure how to start a conversation with the large man since he was the Manly Man type. But after they took down their last quest together, they decided to camp out until morning. They would then venture back to their guild to meet up with the others. Except that Lucy was still interested in learning if what Cana said was true. Elfman didn’t know, but Lucy kept eyeing his crotch every chance she had when they were out fighting off wild beasts near the canyon. It caused her to get injured by one of the beasts. It wasn’t life threatening, just enough to put her out of commission for the remainder of the fight. Elfman was rather kind in taking care of her through out the evening. He cooked up some delicious meat from the foes they defeated and brought her some cold water to drink. This was the side that was more shown to his sisters. Lucy couldn’t help but feel happy to have him show this kindness to her. But she was still more interested in his cock from what Cana brought up back at the Connel’s wedding party.             Lucy slowly sat up to get the man’s attention. Elfman was looking up at the stars in the sky that started to show up one by one. He turned his gaze over to the woman that was leaning forward towards him near the campfire. The man nearly fell off his spot when she placed a hand on his lap.             “W-What the hell are you doing?!” Elfman said as he removed her hand.             “I’m very curious…” she said softly.             “Curious about what?! Listen, you should try to take it easy and get some rest.”             “I’m not that badly hurt. I was just bonked in the head a little. Really, I’m okay.” she said to him.             “Clearly you’re not since you keep trying to put your hand down there.” Elfman said as he removed her hand again.             “I’m just curious from what my friend, Cana said. Is it true?” Lucy asked with her cleavage popping out of her top.             “I-Is what true?” Elfman’s gaze went directly to her large breasts that were resting on his lap now.             “Do you have…a large…dick?” she asked him.             “What the heck are you talking about? Clearly you were damaged in the brain.” Elfman said as he pushed the girl away from his crotch.             “I just want to see! Please? Pretty please?!” she said as she popped her marvelous breasts out of her top to show him their perky roundness.             “W-What are you doing?!” he said while shielding his eyes from her sexiness.             “There! I showed you mine! Now show me yours! It’s only fair!” Lucy said as she stuffed her tits back into her white top again.             “D-Damn it. Why are you so interested in my penis anyways?” he said to her.             “Cause…I’m very curious if what my friend said is true?” she said with a playful wink.             “What friend? Whom are you talking about?” he asked.             “Cana.”             “D-Damn it. That was just…a one night thing between us. She was slightly buzzed and I was tired. I couldn’t think straight when she started doing stuff to me late at night! Seriously, I’m not a pervert or anything!” Elfman stood up so that his crotch was in her face directly which he didn’t mean to do.             “So she made the first move and you followed afterwards?” Lucy said with a blush.             “I-I guess so. I didn’t initiate it. She did.” Elfman was brushing his hand through his spiky white hair.             “Then…”             The young girl quickly grabbed his pants by the rim and slid them down past his knees. The large anaconda cock bounced right out and nearly hit her in the face. Elfman’s eyes were opened wide since he didn’t expect someone as sweet as her to do something like this to him. He tried to reach for his pants to pull up but she had taken the initiative by grabbing hold his large thick cock to stroke. It didn’t take it long for the heavy dick to extend out near her face. Elfman was blushing madly because he wasn’t expecting this kind of turnout during the Fairy Tail Event they were forced to take part of. Lucy kept stroking his large cock while staring up at him with that enchanting gaze of hers.             “You can stop now. You already caught a g-glimpse of it.” Elfman said as he looked away.             “It’s so big. It’s possibly a little bigger than the last one I had in me.” she let out.             “You mean, Natsu?”             “Y-Yeah!” she nearly blurted something out that was suppose to be secret.             “That’s awesome to know. He’s a cool member of the Fairy Tail guild that I admire. He’s helped Mirajane out a couple of times too.” Elfman said proudly.             “Do you want me to lick it?” Lucy went straight back to his dick again.             “Lick it? B-But…isn’t this cheating?” he asked her.             “Don’t worry. I can keep a secret. Can you?” she asked before putting the tip of his dick into her mouth to suck on.             “. . .Y-Yes…I can…” he said softly before sitting back down to enjoy his reward for the quest they took together.             Elfman was rather surprised when she popped his cock out of her mouth to stand up so suddenly. The woman slowly turned around to stick her plump booty out of her tight black skirt. The way the fabric slowly moved up to expose her round ass was causing his cock to stand all the way up. The woman removed the straps from her top so that it had slid easily over her head. The shirt was placed onto the rock beside him while she covered her breasts with her hands. The woman slowly rocked her body side to side to portray the jiggle effects of her ass. Elfman was amazed by how sexy she looked with the roaring fire blaring behind her. The woman continued to dance around a little which excited him. Some pre-cum had already escaped from the tip of his cock. She knew that he wanted her now. The only thing she wanted more was for his lustful urges to explode into a sex frenzy that would ravish her half-naked body. Lucy decided to leave her panties and skirt on to entice his lust for her even more. The woman turned around to face him now with her large breasts hanging down near his cock.             “Did you like my little dance?” she asked him while gently stroking his dick.             “I did…you were beautiful.” he said softly.             “Thank you. Now, do you feel better?”             “…yes.”             “Do you…want to do something to me?” she asked him while jerking his dick a little faster now.             “…like what?” Elfman asked.             “Like…shove this big thing down my throat? Shove it up my wet pussy? Bend me over and stick it in my butt?” Lucy said while leaning closer to lick the tip a little.             “T-That’s…” that single lick sent a shiver up his body.             “You don’t want to have sex with me?” Lucy smiled a little.             “I-I do. Just…I’m afraid I might…hurt you.” Elfman said as he placed a hand softly on her cheek.             “You couldn’t hurt me. So please…use me. Use my body to let out all your kinky stored in lust. I want you to break me…until the sun comes up.” she said with her grip around his cock growing stronger.             “Are you sure? You sure you can handle it?” Elfman asked the lustful woman.             “Yes!” she let out.             The woman continued to stroke his cock until she put the tip back into her mouth to lick all around. The way she wiggled her tongue along the underpart of the helm was causing Elfman enter the lustful world that Cana introduced him too a month ago. Lucy tried her best to stick more of his thick dick into her throat but it was like Laxus. To deep-throat this beast would to injure herself. Lucy continued to focus sucking on the head while stroking the base of his cock with both of her hands. Elfman reached down to take her breasts into his hands to squeeze. They were indeed as soft as pillows from the slightest touch. He gently used his thumbs to press down on her pink nipples since they were rather hard and erect. This made Lucy’s body wiggle a little from the odd sensation he caused her to experience. She had looked up at him with her delicious brown eyes as she continued to slobber all over the head of his cock. Elfman took a deep breath before placing a hand at the back of her head. He slowly started to push her head down so that more of his cock could push into her mouth. Lucy started to gag because of how thick the head was in her throat. He released his hand from her head which allowed her to pull up to cough.             “W-Wait a moment.” Lucy said as she tried to catch her breath.             “I-I’m sorry. Was that too much?”             “I-It’s okay…it’s just you’re re-really big. So I don’t think I can take the whole thing in my mouth. I wish I could but…it’s just…so thick.” she said as she continued to stroke the wet dick in her hand.             “It is pretty big. It’s a Manly Dick!” Elfman said as he flexed out his arms.             “Y-Yeah. It is a manly dick. Now, let me get back to work.” she said with a playful wink.             Lucy leaned in closer so that she could wrap her large beautiful breasts around the shaft. The slight adjustment of her head, she was able to put the cock back into her mouth to suck while stroking the shaft with her tits. Elfman remembered experiencing this with Cana. But it felt a little different with Lucy since she was really going at it with her sloppy sucking. So much of her saliva kept spilling out of her mouth which slid down her breasts and his cock. Elfman leaned back to look up at the night sky while she continued to suck as hard as she could on his cock. The vibration of her moans had trembled his dick inside her mouth. This felt rather good for him since Cana didn’t do this the other time. Elfman placed his hand back on top of her blonde hair. But he didn’t put any pressure to shove her head down further. He learned his lesson already. Elfman just liked feeling her head move up and down in a slow smooth rhythm.             “That feels so good, Lucy.” he said.             “. . .”             “Sorry, I forgot you have a mouthful already. Do you like the way it tastes?” he asked her.             “Gak!” she let out while nodding very gently.             “I’m glad to hear that. Wouldn’t want you to endure a bad tasting cock. Especially since I’ve been sweating a lot today. Does it smell?” he asked while releasing his hand from her head again.             “N-No. It’s a musky…manly scent…that’s rather intoxicating. Also, your dick tastes so good too. A little salty…cause of the sweat. But…I really don’t mind. It’s like I’m having a meal after the dinner we had earlier. Rather, a late night snack! Can’t wait to taste your cum!” said Lucy before diving back down on his dick.             “Nn…I-I hope you enjoy that. Cause I’m getting close to busting already.” he said.             The young woman removed her breasts from his dick so that she could get back to business. She firmly wrapped her hands around his mammoth cock the best she could. Lucy was surprised that she couldn’t get most of her hand around the thick size of his member. The index fingers and thumbs weren’t even close to touching. No wonder she couldn’t slide any more of his dick down her throat. Lucy looked up at the man as she applied the twisting motion with her hands. Instead of jerking him off like the others, she twisted his shaft with enough force to be pleasurable. Elfman had planted his hands around her head to keep her steady. Lucy was too familiar with this technique. It’s when the guys were ready to bust but wanted to take control for the last couple of seconds. Lucy placed her hands against his strong thighs before he started to thrust up into her mouth. The girl’s eyes quickly looked up at the lustful gaze on the man’s face. He must have finally awoken to take her down the path she was craving for.             “M-My turn.” Elfman said before increasing his thrusting speed.             “Gak! Gak! Gak! Gak! Gak! Gak!” she kept making those sounds because of how fast his dick kept pushing into her mouth.             “So wet! I hope your pussy and ass are the same.” he said while slowly standing up to thrust deeper into her mouth.             “Gak! Gak! Gak?! Gak!” the girl couldn’t control the heavy amount of saliva that splashed all over her breasts below from her stuffed mouth.             “I LIKE THAT! I LIKE THAT LOOK YOU’RE MAKING! IT’S AS IF YOU WANT MORE! WELL, DO YOU?!” Elfman was really getting into the sexual act.             “. . .” she couldn’t say a single word, but yes, yes she did want more from him while he was in this state.             The large muscular beast had increased his hold around her head to keep her still. Lucy had already moved her hands down to her skirt. She could feel her panties were wet because of how horny she was at the moment. The girl pressed her fingers into her slit but was restricted to go any further due to the fabric that got in the way. This was a little teasing technique she liked to do to herself when she had the chance. But that was interrupted when a heavy amount of his hot manly cum clashed into the back of her throat. She took a deep breath through her nose before swallowing as much as she could. Just when she thought he was done, he kept shooting more thick amounts of cum down into her stomach. The girl almost felt like she was going to burst when he pulled his dick out of her mouth. Lucy just sat there with cum spilling out of her mouth which got all over her large sexy exposed breasts. The girl looked up to see that his cock was shiny from the mixture of his cum and her spit.             “Are you done, little girl?” Elfman said as he stroked his massive dick in front of her.             “N-No…I…I want it inside me now.” Lucy said as she tried her best to stand up.             “Then sit on my dick and ride it like a good girl.” he said before sitting back down on the small boulder.             Lucy slowly climbed onto his lap so that she could slide her panties to the side. The tip was brushing along the slit of her pussy before entering inside the tight entrance. The young woman leaned in closer to the man so that her large breasts were pressing against his face. She had her arms resting over his shoulders as she started to bounce onto his fat cock. Each move that she performed on him felt so good for his dick. The size of his member made it feel like she was a tight virgin again. Lucy couldn’t bare the amount that was already inside her. It felt as though if she forced more of it inside, it would tear her up. But if she was able to have Laxus fuck her into a little coma, then she could surely fit Elfman all the way too. The thought of having his thick dick rammed into her butt was also turning her on. Elfman started to stroke the sides of her legs until they found their way over to the voluptuous jiggly cheeks. Lucy’s hot moans were echoing in his ear because of how close she was pressed against his body.             “T-That feels..s-so good!” she cried out in joy.             “Glad to know that! Damn though. Y-You really are tight!” he said.             “It’s cause you’re so big!!” Lucy had increased her speed with how she bounced down onto his lap.             “I-If you keep this up! I-I just might cum early again!” Elfman said to her.             “C-Cum! Cum in me! Cum on me! Cum anywhere you desire! Tonight…I-I’m your little fuck toy.” Lucy said as her breasts bounced all over his face.             “Were you always….like this?!” Elfman was a little shocked to hear her speak like that.             “P-Please…just do this for me? Then we can go-go back to normal when the sun rises.” Lucy begged him as she continued to feel his thick dick push in deeper with how she pounded his lap.             “F-Fine! Tonight…I’ll…fuck you good.” Elfman said with his hands gripping her fat ass a little tighter now.             The young woman felt her body being lifted up from his lap. He was holding her up with his hands resting underneath her sexy ass. The girl looked up at him as he started to thrust hard into her dripping pussy. She leaned back because of how amazing it felt to have her fucked while being held up. Elfman brought one arm to her back so that she was stable and well balanced. He didn’t want her to fall back and hit her head on a rock.             “Thank you!” she said to him.             “No problem! It’s what a Man does!” Elfman said proudly.             The sounds of his cock thrusting into her wet pussy were growing more violent. Each time he pushed his dick into her tight hole, a surge of juices came splashing down to the ground below. They were both locked in the motion of sex to really notice the small things like that. Elfman had lowered her body down so that she was laying on the boulder that he used to sit on just earlier. The surface of the rock was rather cold to her back, but she endured it because he was satisfying her more than she ever dreamed. His dick was everything that Cana said and more. Lucy looked up to watch the man ram his long dick into her tight pussy. She couldn’t stop smiling because of how happy she was to take this Event Quest with him. It would have been an amazing night with Natsu as well under the stars like this. To have him take charge and plow into her like Elfman was currently right now. Natsu had been more lustful with her lately which she totally loves, but it wasn’t enough for her. It’s possible that she just became use to sleeping around with other men to get her kicks. She loved Natsu with all her heart, but her body desired more than just his amazing dick.             “Something wrong?! You look like you’re s-spacing out!” Elfman said to her while thrusting a little faster.             “N-No! I-I just c-can’t believe we’re re-really doing this! A-Are you having a good ti-time?!” she asked him with her breasts dancing about.             “I have been so backed up for awhile! This is a good time to release everything I have. All tonight. I will continue to f-fuck you good.” Elfman said as he pulled her body closer.             “D-Do it. M-Make me pass out! T-Then when I’m k-knocked out. F-Fuck me in my sleep!” Lucy said with a heavy blush showing on her face.             “You are one kinky nasty girl.” Elfman said before forcing her legs to spread wide open.             “You like it!” Lucy giggled.             “Damn right I do!” Elfman said.             Lucy’s back had arched a little when she felt his cock push in deeper than before. It must have burrowed itself in with only 14% left sticking out. If he tried a little harder, he was sure to push the entire mammoth dick into her dripping pussy. Lucy’s body must have been adjusting itself to his size through out the fuck session. The girl looked up at the man to see the lustful gaze in his eyes. She knew that he wasn’t even close to finishing up for the night. That was the same look that Gajeel and Laxus had. The look that she craved for during the secret sex. To have a man look at her as if she was the most prized possession in the world. Natsu always made her feel like that, but it was mainly for her heart. But this was different; this was her body. The lustful flesh demanded to be used up like the dirty slut she slowly became through out the long two months that have passed by. Lucy wanted to embrace this new side of her without holding anything back. If her secret came out, then she would deal with that then. But for right now, she was ready to have the most fun in her life.             “F-Fuck my butt after this! I-I want to feel it get stretched like you did with my p-pussy!” Lucy demanded.             “I was going to do that anyways!” Elfman was really getting into it.             The man’s large body was covered in multiple sweat droplets that kept forming. It wasn’t warm outside, it was just the heavy ordeal he was put under to perform like the true beast she desired. Elfman brought his hands down again to grip her beautiful butt cheeks. He loved the little moans that escaped her lips every time he thrusted his dick into her. The man decided to lift her up from the boulder one more time. But instead of fucking her in the air like before, he placed her down on the ground so that he could get on top. Lucy’s legs were sticking up in the air as he pushed down as far as he could. The girl’s eyes widened so suddenly when his entire cock had pushed into her soaking pussy. This was what she wanted from the very beginning. Elfman planted his hands down beside her head to hold himself above her. Now that he was in a comfortable position, he began to thrust harder into her body that was pressed against the ground. Her legs dangled around in the air because of the powerful impact he had against her.             “Y-Yes!!” she cried out happily.             “D-Damn it! I-I’m going to cum!!” Elfman said as he increased his speed to really enjoy it.             “D-Do it! C-CUM! CUM IN ME!” Lucy said cheerfully.             The man suddenly let out a mighty war cry when his cock exploded. Crazy amounts of his hot thick white cum kept pouring into her pussy until it overflowed. Some much of it trailed down to her stomach and between her ass cheeks. The woman could see her vision getting blurry before she passed out from being over stimulated. Elfman slowly pulled his thick cock out of her pussy to watch the creamy substance leak out. He took a moment to to catch his breath since it was quite a workout. Lucy was just laying there on the ground with her legs spread wide open. He slowly brought two fingers down to scoop up some of the cum that was leaking out of her red pussy still. It was red because of how hard he kept slamming his cock into it. Using the cum as lube, he slid his fingers deep into her tight butt. It was so warm and tight inside that made him smile. She did give him permission to fuck her in the butt, even if she was asleep. Elfman slowly moved his dick down so that the head was pressing against the tight rim between her juicy cheeks.             “Here I come.” Elfman said softly.             It was tight, too tight. He tried to push it in with force but it just wouldn’t budge. That’s when he decided to try the twisting motion that he learned from Cana. The man slowly twisted his cock from side to side until it easily slipped through the entrance of her butt. He was only able to put the head inside her booty which was enough for him to get things started. Elfman scooted a little closer so that he could start thrusting into her very gently. Each time he pushed into her, her large breasts would bounce back and forth. That was really turning him on. Especially since some of his old cum was still splattered along the surface of her breasts. The glare that the moon was giving off made them look special; almost enchanted.             “So damn beautiful! Natsu is a lucky man!” Elfman said proudly.             The man scooted her body closer to him before he started to push his dick in a little deeper. He was going to take his time on this part because of how tight it was inside. He didn’t want to cause her too much pain, especially since his dick was rather impressive. The woman’s body was rocked back and forth each time he pushed and tugged his shaft into her tightness. Lucy was already making cute little moans each time he tried to pull his cock out. The only thing he was really afraid of is being stuck inside her. What would he say to Natsu and the others if he came back to the Guild with her attached to his cock still? The thought nearly put him in the grave when Mirajane popped into his mind. If she knew that he was doing this kind of stuff with her friend. He’d be destroyed.             “C-Calm down. I-It’ll be fine. I-I can always just get soft and it’ll pop right out! That’s right! Okay! L-Let’s continue! Lucy is really…really sexy.” he muttered before thrusting more of his dick into her ass.             Some time had passed to where he finally was able to put more than half of his dick inside her tight butt. It felt so amazing to be inside this particular hole because of how warm and tight it was inside. The only downside for him was that it felt a little dry after a couple of minutes of thrusting. If he could cum quickly inside, he’d be able to use his stuff as a natural lube. Elfman decided to squeeze her legs together so that the muscles inside could constrict around his dick. The tighter it was around his member, the easier it’d be for him to pop again. But after already cumming, it’d be harder to cum again so soon. This was probably was Lucy wanted in the first place. To have him fuck her in the ass after cumming already. It would only lead to him fucking her for a longer period. Elfman couldn’t believe how smart and cunning she was in this field. Perhaps she had been sleeping around with the other guild mates like Cana has?             “What would Natsu do if he found out?” Elfman was a little worried for her, but he still wanted to enjoy this rare night with a beautiful girl such as herself.             “M-Mm..” she let out through her soft whimpering moans.             “T-That sounds…so sexy.” Elfman was enjoying her cute voice.             “H-Harder….H-…” she was talking in her brief sleep.             “Harder?! H-Harder?! Really?! W-Well…guess it’s okay.” Elfman said before adjusting his body.             The large man started to pound into her ass a little faster now. His balls kept slamming into her cheeks which caused them to jiggle around from the collision. Elfman was just focusing on her large sexy breasts that kept bouncing all around from his powerful thrusts. He noticed that he was able to stuff more of his cock into her ass. She must have relaxed enough for her butt to accept his size. Elfman planted his hands down beside her again as her legs were raised up in the air. She was getting fucked in the Mating Press position again, but this time, in the ass.             Lucy slowly opened her eyes to see the sweaty man hovering above her body. She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him down a little more. Her large breasts were pressing against his chest as her legs wrapped around his waist. She used this technique to push more of his dick into her ass. At that brief moment, Elfman was able to feel the tight muscles wrap all around his cock. He wasn’t able to thrust anymore. Lucy slid her tongue into his mouth before releasing his dick with her butt. Elfman used that brief time to ram his dick as far as it could inside that special hole. Lucy almost cried out when that familiar sensation came pouring into her body. Elfman was breathing rather rapidly when his hot cum continued to spill into her ass. Some of it had already splashed it’s way through the corners of her anal entrance. Elfman felt the woman’s wet tongue leave his mouth. That moment was all he needed to pull his entire cock from her ass. It was covered in his cum which she admired. The man fell back with his hard dick still sticking up.             “Is that…for me?” she said before reaching out to take it into her hands.             “Yes…” he replied.             The blonde started to stroke the hot wet dick in her hands. It moved rather easily because of how juiced up it was. She slowly went down to take the head into her mouth to suck and lick very lightly. This was a teasing affect to get him started all over again. Elfman was just trying to take this moment to catch his breath. He came three times already in each of her holes. He was also curious as to know which other style she wanted to try out. Elfman has received a Blowjob, tit-job, cowgirl from her. He decided to pin her down and try the mating press out twice. Once in her beautiful pussy and then the other in her ass. Lucy continued to stroke his dick until it felt like it was ready for another go. The woman slowly got up to bend over like a hound. She slowly tugged her skirt down a little so that her ass was almost covered up.             “F-Fuck me like this? I love…this position too.” Lucy asked him while wiggling her ass.             “A-Again? H-How many times can you go?” Elfman said before getting up to join her for another round.             “I can go all night. All night…” Lucy said with her ass being touched by his manly hands.             “Well this is still new to me. Are you okay with..me putting it in your pussy again?” Elfman said as he dragged the tip of his wet cock against her sensitive lips.             “Yes. I want you to put it in there for one more round. Please, don’t go easy on me this time. I know you were h-holding back for my safety. Just…go all out. Okay?” Lucy said with a light blush.             “Alright…I’ll fuck you…like the animal you want me to be.” Elfman said before ramming nearly his entire cock into her pussy.             “Ah!~” she let out.             Elfman loved how round and plump her perfectly shaped ass looked. He caressed the soft surface with the palm of his hands to really soak in the pleasure he was about to give her once again. Lucy let out a simple yelp when he pulled his cock out slowly before thrusting it all the way back in. The impact caused her breasts to bounce around along with her yearning for more. Elfman guided his hands down to her hips to take hold. That’s when he reached over and grabbed her arms instead. Lucy was surprised when she felt her arms being pulled back. This caused her body to move upward while she was kneeling. Elfman started to pump his cock into her pussy the way he wanted to do earlier. The lustful man wanted to fuck her in this position from the start, but she was more in charge at that time.             Sounds of constant moaning and her ass being smashed by his mighty thrusts were echoing through out the canyon where they were currently camping out. The campfire was the only light in the area, but even that was dying down. Lucy would look back every so often to watch the man fuck her ass so good. This was better than when she let Laxus fuck her at the wedding ceremony. The Orgy was a great way to try out different cock sizes that were in the small recovery room. Laxus being the biggest, Alzack the second and Romeo being the smallest compared to the other two. But Elfman’s dick rivaled Laxus when it came to strength and size. It’s probably better for her right now because he was concentrating on her body alone. Nobody was there to take his dick away from her.             “Do you like…getting fucked like this?!” Elfman asked her while he continued to pound into her body.             “Y-YES! I-I LOVE HOW DOMINANT YOU’VE B-BECOME!” Lucy cried out happily.             “I-I’m going to fuck your butt again…after this! Then…you can clean me off.” Elfman said with his eyes closing.             “YES!” Lucy was so happy to have been paired with him.             The young woman’s body was bouncing back and forth against his cock because of his furious thrusting. She nearly slipped out of his hold and fell to the ground, but he caught her at the last second. Elfman then shifted her up some more so that she was hovering above his lap. The large muscular beast started to thrust up into her pussy so that her juices kept splashing all over his thighs. Elfman was starting to break a sweat again. He didn’t want to admit it, but she was rather draining when it came to his stamina. Lucy was looking up at the beautiful night sky that was filled with stars. It was rather romantic, but that portion was always left for her lover, Natsu.             “Y-You will k-keep this a secret? Right?” she asked him with a dark blush on her face.             “I’ll take this…to my grave! You have my word, as a MAN!” Elfman said with his cock being crushed by her tight pussy.             “Good!” Lucy released his dick from her tight squeeze so that he could continue fucking her from below.             “Naughty, Naughty!” Elfman said as he adjusted himself to thrust a little faster into her pussy.             Elfman’s strong hands went up to cup her bouncy breasts. He gripped them tightly to feel just how soft they were. Lucy brought her hands down between her legs to rub her clit like crazy. Having her pussy soaked with her own bodily juices made it easier to hit that good spot. The girl was crying out when a large wave of pussy juice came spilling out of her body. Elfman ignored the fact that she came already and continued to thrust into her slit. The discretion clear liquid trickled down to his balls and his legs. Elfman laid her back down on the ground so that he could concentrate on pounding into her pussy again without holding back.             “F-…F-…Fu-…” Lucy couldn’t speak right because of how great it felt.             “I-I’M GOING TO CUM!” Elfman said.             The heavy flow of his cum gushed out from the tip and into her pink pussy. Their love-creation mixed very well to where it came spilling out from between her thick thighs. Elfman slowly pulled his cock out of her pussy to watch the lips eject the rest of the substance. Elfman used his hands to grab a large portion of the cum to wipe all over his fat cock. Lucy was already laying flat on the ground with her plump ass still sticking up. She was out of gas. Elfman inched closer with the tip of his dick sliding into her butt. Her juicy plump butt looked as though it swallowed his cock the further he pushed into her. Lucy let out some muffled moans when he started to thrust into her with a slow rhythm. This was to help adjust his size in her ass, but since he had already did this earlier, it was easier to put more inside without much effort. Lucy reached out to grab some stones in her hand to grip tightly. There was no pain. All she could feel was an incredible amount of pleasure circulating through out her body.             Elfman continued to pound into her loose ass which made her cheeks jiggle around from the quick hits. He slowly pushed his cock in as deep as he could go before hitting a wall inside. Elfman slowly pulled his dick out of her butt to glance at her beautiful body. The large male pulled her body up to rest upon his chest. She was more comfortable on top of his naked body. Lucy could hear his heart beat become steady even though his cock was still hard. Her gentle soft hand took hold of his shaft down below to stroke a few times.             “You’re…amazing…Elfman.” Lucy said softly into her ear.             “You are amazing, Lucy. I can’t believe we were able to spend our final night together like this. W-Why didn’t we do this on day one?” Elfman said as she stroked his cock a little faster.             “I didn’t know how to…bring this type of thing up? It’s not easy…” Lucy said as she slowly slid down his body to reach his cock.             “If you ever want to have fun; just ask, okay?” said Elfman.             “I will…” she said before taking his cock back into her mouth to suck the head only.             Even after all this time, she wasn’t able to take the whole thing into her throat. The size of it was still massive and quite delicious. Lucy tried her best to suck on his cock while stroking the sides with her hands. She wanted him to remember this night, to yearn for her touch, her lips, her body. Lucy knew that she had already pulled him into her world of sex. Maybe one day, she could double team Laxus and Elfman together. The thought of the two large men pounding her ass and pussy at the same time was like a dream.             “So delicious~” said Lucy before kissing the tip of his large dick.

Chapter 10 - Lucy x The Connells

The Event where members of Fairy tail being paired up with people they’ve never worked with was over. Everyone was back in the rustic building where they gathered to drink and chat while finding work for their respective groups. Lucy was sitting with her lover, Natsu along with Gray Fullbuster and Erza Scarlet. Happy was doing a silly imitation of Gajeel which had them all laughing. But something caught Lucy’s interest from across the large hall. To her right, she was able to see Elfman talking to his sister, Mirajane along with Cana by her side. They were probably trying to squeeze any kind of information out of him since he was paired up with her for a few nights. Lucy couldn’t help but blush from the sudden realization that he might spill all the details about their sex activities. But a sense of relief came over her when Cana gave her a wink from across the room. Lucy knew that she could trust those girls with her dirty little secret. A secret that she was keep from her lover, Natsu, since the very beginning with Gajeel and Levy. Lucy took a deep breath before snugging into Natsu’s side to show some affection. As per usual, he leaned away from her to enjoy more of Happy’s weird imitation of Gajeel. Lucy stood up quickly and marched away from the table where her friends were sitting.                “Do you have some time to talk, Lucy?” Bisca Connel asked from behind.                “Bisca? What’s up?” Lucy turned around to face her friend.                “I have a proposition for you, if you’re interested.” Bisca whispered into her ear.                “Yeah?” Lucy wasn’t quite sure what she was getting at.                “Come with me. My husband wants to talk to you about something. Don’t worry, we’re not going to kidnap you or anything.” Bisca joked as she lead the way to the table down the large great hall.                “I-I know that!” Lucy followed her cute friend.                Alzack Connel was sitting on a worn down table with his legs parted. Lucy could already spot the hard throbbing cock from beneath his thick pants which was rather impressive. This caused the girl to stop in her tracks to place a hand over her chest. The lustful craving she tried to keep inside was trying to break out. This wasn’t the time or place for her sexual needs to take over her body. Especially since she was in the Guild Hall where everyone was, along with Natsu. Bisca helped sit the cute blonde down beside her husband so that he could talk to her without anyone prying in. Lucy started to blush when Bisca slid her hand down the back of Lucy’s shorts to cup a cheek.                “W-What are you doing? We’re in public!” Lucy said softly as her voice was trembling.                “Don’t worry. I’m very discreet with my sneaky hands. Just listen to my husband and I promise you’ll want more by the end of the night.” said Bisca while her hands continued to grope and squeeze the soft ass in her hand.                “Nn! F-Fine! What do you want to t-talk about?” Lucy turned to face Alzack.                “We were rather impressed with you back at our Wedding Ceremony. We were wondering if you’d come back to our house tonight to have some fun?” Alzack said as his hard member pulsed against his pants which caught the woman’s attention.                “B-But…I just got home? C-Can’t this wait a few days so I can be with Natsu?” said Lucy in a soft voice.                “We can wait, but we already overheard Natsu talking to Erza and Gray. They were going to leave tonight to do a quest in the neighboring town. Didn’t he tell you about it?” Alzack said to the confused woman.                “N-No? He is leaving?” Lucy looked over to see Natsu laughing with Erza.                “It’s just for tonight. Gray and Happy will be with them. So, what do you say? You wouldn’t want to be home along tonight, right?” Alzack said to her.                “Can’t I just go with them?” Lucy asked.                “You can. No one is stopping you, Lucy. But you won’t be able to have some wild sex while your friends are close by. You know how Gray and Erza are. You and Natsu won’t have any alone time. Now, if you join me and Bisca. You’ll have a great time at our place. Trust me.” said Alzack in a calm demeanor.                “Yes, Please join us, Lucy. We crave for your sexual attention. Please?” Bisca said as she slid a finger in Lucy’s tight warm ass hole.                “Nn!? F-Fine! I-I’ll come with you! J-Just…not here. Okay?” Lucy’s face was flustered when Bisca slid her finger in deeper before pulling it out.                “Yes ma’am. We’ll wait for you at our house in a few hours. Don’t be late.” said Alzack as he stood up from the table to pat her head softly.                “Okay!” Lucy was rather fired up for another fun night to happen soon.                The energetic woman hopped up from the table when the Connel’s left the Guild Building. Natsu watched as the busty woman came charging at him with a full on frontal hug. He was blushing rather madly because of how close she was to him. Natsu carefully removed her from his chest so that he could catch his breath. Lucy placed her lips on his before she moved back to give him some space. Erza was about to speak when Lucy had spun around to take the lead.                “I heard you guys are going on a quest without me?” said Lucy.                “Y-Yeah. We were actually going to talk to you about that.” Erza said as she stood up to face her friend.                “Do you want me to come along?” Lucy asked.                “Only if you feel up to it. We know you were out with Elfman recently and he’s a bit to handle. So if you want to relax at home then you can.” Natsu said with a smile.                “Well…Bisca just asked if I could help her out with something at her place tonight. So I probably won’t be able to make it to the quest.” Lucy explained.                “That’s quite alright, Lucy. We’ll take the lead and finish this quest with just us three.” Gray butted in.                “Don’t you mean ‘Us Four?” Happy said as he hopped onto Natsu’s shoulder.                “We’re going to be leaving in a few minutes since it’s quite a ways to get to the next town. Are you going to be alright?” Erza said to Lucy.                “Yeah! I’ll be fine! But make sure you take care out there. Always be on guard!” Lucy said with a bright smile.                “You got it! We’ll be back by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.” Natsu said as he carefully removed Happy from his shoulder.                “Okay. I’m going to go home and take care of some stuff before heading over to the Connel’s. Take care you guys!” Lucy gave Natsu one last hug before leaving the Fairy Tail building to prepare for the eventful night.                A couple of hours had passed and it was now early in the evening. Lucy had finished locking up her place before heading down the street to the Connel’s. It was great that they didn’t live too far away from their place. Lucy could make it back to home with ease before tomorrow afternoon when Natsu returns. So time, was on her side this time. Passing by familiar faces, Lucy would wave at them to show her sweet personality. But what she didn’t know, was that the men were gawking at her delicious booty that bounced each time she took a step. The men watched until she was out of sight. They knew exactly who she was and whom she was with. Natsu was one lucky person to be able to have some fun sexual times with her; at least, that’s what they believed.                Lucy was coming up to the front door when it opened immediately. Asuka, the daughter to Bisca and Alzack came running out to give Lucy a loving hug. Lucy lifted the girl up in her arms to swing her around before setting her back down to the ground. The awkward feeling started to brew in her stomach when Alzack came to the door. He was dressed in his normal outfit, but Bisca was wearing something rather provoking. Her cleavage was sticking out while part of her panties were peeking through the side of her loose shorts. Lucy just thought that they were her comfortable clothes to wear when relaxing at home. Asuka took Lucy by her hand to lead her into the house.                “Glad you could make it, Lucy! Why don’t you get comfortable so we can prepare Asuka for bed.” Bisca said with a warm smile.                “Bed? But it’s still early!” Lucy was a little thickheaded to get the hint at the time.                “We told the little squirt that if she went to bed early tonight, that we’d take her out to see some wildlife tomorrow afternoon. She accepted.” Alzack said as he patted Lucy on the bottom to push her into the house with ease.                “O-Oh! That sounds like fun! Are you going to have fun with your mommy and daddy tomororw, Asuka?!” Lucy said to the young girl.                “Yeah! I can’t wait! They gave me my dinner already so I’m gonna go to my room to get some sleep!” Asuka said as she was lead to her room with her mother by her side.                “Come on. I’ll show you where we’ll be having some late fun tonight.” Alzack said as he guided Lucy to the back of the house.                The door was open when Alzack turned the knob to reveal their master bedroom. The bed was indeed large and comfortable looking, but it was rather tacky with a bunch of western stuff all over the place. Lucy felt as if she walked into a saloon where gunslinger’s like to hang out after a long run of bank robbing. The girl sat down on the bed to notice that Alzack was already unzipping his pants to reveal his throbbing cock. Lucy couldn’t believe that he was already ready to get down to business. The woman had reached out to touch it, but she stopped herself. It didn’t feel right for them to do this kind of stuff while Asuka was still awake down the hall. Alzack gently took Lucy’s hand and placed it on his dick for her to feel his steady heart beat.                “Do not worry, Lucy. Bisca can make Asuka comfortable enough to sleep through a storm with a raging tornado. So don’t hold back if you want to do more than just touch…it.” Alzack said as he released her soft hand.                “A-Are you sure it’s okay?” Lucy’s blush started to surface on her cheeks.                “Yes.” he said with a smile.                “Okay.” she said as she gently began to stroke his member within her hand.                Bisca walked into the room before locking it from their side. This was to prevent anyone from entering their bedroom when they were making love. Lucy felt a little ashamed because she was basically jerking off Bisca’s husband. But Bisca sat down beside Lucy to admire her handy work with her husband’s sexy looking dick. Lucy’s blush grew darker when Bisca’s hands took hold of her large breasts from below. The way her fingers pushed in must have hit the right spot, cause Lucy was already leaking between her legs for more attention. Alzack took a step back to relieve his cock from her touch.                “I want you two to give me a little strip tease.” Alzack said as helped the beautiful women stand up from the bed so that he could take the spot with his cock still sticking up.                “As you wish, dear.” Bisca said with her breasts popping out of her top.                “W-Wow…those are…rather big.” said Lucy as she a little nervous to strip in front of him.                “Are you, shy?” he asked their guest.                “A-A little. I know we’ve…done it before but. We were all drinking that night. It was different. Now it’s…it’s more personal. Right?” Lucy said with a puzzled look.                “You are so adorable. Don’t worry, Lucy. You’re going to have a wonderful time with us.” said Bisca as she pulled Lucy in for a lustful hug.                Their large breasts were pressing against each other while Bisca’s hands took hold of Lucy’s bottom. The way that Lucy’s ass looked when her shorts were being pressed in by his wife’s hands had caused him to get aroused once again. His cock was getting a little limp for a moment because of Lucy’s awkward movements, but when his wife took hold of her ass to show him, it was revived. Alzack had leaned in a little closer to give Lucy’s bubble butt a gentle tap to watch it giggle from within her tight shorts. Lucy’s breathing became a little labored when Bisca’s lips pressed against hers. It was still a little new for her to kiss another woman, even if she had done it with Cana and Levy already. Bisca playfully lifted Lucy up from the floor by the tight grip she had on her ass. The ass looked as if it was about to pop out of the shorts, or at least tear through them. Alzack began to stroke his own member while his wife continued to play with their house guest.                “Do you like what you see, dear?” Bisca asked her lover while gripping Lucy’s butt a little tighter.                “I do. It looks good enough to dive my face into…” said Alzack as he continued to stroke his cock very gently.                “What do you want to do next, Lucy?” Bisca asked the woman as they continued to kiss rather passionately.                “M-Mm…I-…I want to suck…his dick…” Lucy said as she eyed his cock from the corner of her vision.                “Oh? So you’re already craving to have a taste?” said Alzack.                “I’ve..been craving it since…earlier at the Guild Hall. The way it was trying to break through your pants…I-it turned me on so bad.” Lucy said with Bisca slowly tugging her shorts down to reveal her cute black panties.                “Black. That’s a sexy color.” Bisca teased with her finger moving up Lucy’s pussy-outline.                “I-I like…black panties. They make me look…” Lucy was too embarrassed to continue.                “Sexy? If so, then I agree. I could just eat you up myself.” Bisca said before leaning her head in to give her black panties a powerful whiff.                “W-What are you doing?!” Lucy was turning bright red because of where the woman’s head was currently at.                “Giving your cute pussy a sniff. It does smell rather, sweet. May I?” Bisca said as she tugged on the side of her panties to move them.                “. . ..” Lucy nodded slowly.                Bisca looked back to her husband to make sure that he was watching their wonderful act. The woman slowly turned back to face the young sweet pussy that was in front of her view. She leaned in closer to press her lips against the entrance. A soft lick from her tongue had sent a shiver up Lucy’s body. Alzack knew that his wife had done something to cause that reaction. While Lucy was receiving some special treatment down there. She had stolen Alzack’s attention by playfully bouncing her large breasts in her hands. They jiggled all over the place which evidently caused them to pop out of her shirt. The thick surface of her large Melons were enough to fill a man’s dreams, but they didn’t affect him like she thought. It was because his wife’s breasts were just as big. Alzack stroked his fat cock for Lucy to witness. This made the girl crave for the taste since some of his secretions was leaking out of the tip.                The beautiful woman below had pulled her tongue out of the pussy that was leaking already. She playfully put the black panties back to where it was to hide the wonderful slit that rested between Lucy’s legs. She slowly stood up to stand tall beside the cute flustered girl. She knew exactly why she was blushing, and it wasn’t because her pussy was getting licked good. It was because of her husband’s cock being stroked in front of her very eyes. Bisca helped guide Lucy down to the floor so that they were both resting between his legs. His powerful cock was free from his hold so that they could admire the texture of his balls and shaft. Bisca had took hold of his dick to stroke a few times while pushing Lucy’s head down to the thick sack. Lucy opened her mouth to take the thick balls into her mouth to juggle around with her tongue. Bisca continued to stroke her husband’s dick to keep the size the same for the next wonderful event together. Lucy had closed her eyes and just accepted his sack into her wet mouth. The way she wiggled her tongue all around the curvy edges of his balls had caused Alzack to let a soft moan escape. This had caught Bisca off guard cause she honestly had never sucked on his balls before. As a reward, Bisca had pulled Lucy away from his sack so that she could accept the thick stick into her mouth.                Lucy happily opened her mouth as wide as she could so that his dick was able to move down to the back of her throat. Bisca had planted her hand in the back of Lucy’s head to help push it down as far as she could go. Lucy could feel her chin pressing against his sack while her lips reached the base of his lower body. That meant that he was all the way inside her mouth and she loved every moment of it. Her breathing was slow yet powerful to keep her in place. Once Bisca released her head, Lucy was able to pull back to catch her breath. Heavy coughing and gagging could be heard while some saliva strands connected her lips to his cock. Bisca had moved in so that she was able to kiss the base of his dick while Lucy focused on the head. Alzack leaned back against his comfortable bed with his arms resting under his head. He closed his eyes while his wife and friend worked on his dick with their amazing mouths. All that he could hear in the dark room was the sloppy sounds of their wet mouths sucking on his penis.                “That feels so good. You girls are amazing at that.” Alzack said with a soft moan leaving his lips.                “You taste so delicious, baby! Lucy seems to be enjoying herself too! She has a mouthful of your cock!” said Bisca.                “I’m glad. Think I’m almost ready to take you both on in a moment.” Alzack said.                The woman didn’t want to stop sucking his cock because of his great it tasted, but it seemed as though he was ready to give her a good time. Bisca gave his cock one last long lick to make sure it was nice and clean for Lucy to ride on. Lucy quickly hopped off the floor and stood on top of the bed. Bisca climbed onto the bed very carefully so that she didn’t flop off to the surface of the wooden floor. Alzack watched as Lucy squatted down to his cock with the tip pressing against her wet lips below. Lucy planted her hands firmly on his abdomen to make her balance stable. Bisca moved in to give the woman a couple of kisses while stroking her lovely ass cheeks. As soon as Lucy sat down on his dick to feel his size stretch her walls, she slipped her tongue into Bisca’s mouth to embrace the lesbian love making with her. Bisca had wrapped her arms around Lucy’s waist to hold her close while they kissed passionately. Their large sexy breasts were grinding against each other because of how tight they were in each other’s presence. Alzack had moved his hand down to slide his wife’s panties down. He loved how large her beautiful butt looked when she was bent over in the position she was currently in. While she was making out with Lucy, he slid his fingers into her lips to give her some sort of sensual relaxation. Lucy felt Bisca’s tongue move deeper into her mouth because of what her husband was doing to her pussy down below.                “Mm!” Lucy began to bounce her ass on top of his lap; his cock digging in deeper each time she slammed down.                “D-Damn! That feels…so amazing!” he let out because of how the pressure built up around his dick when Lucy went up before smashing down again.                Lucy must have updated her skills with Elfman, because each time she came up to smash down onto his cock, her hips would bounce to the sides so that his dick was able to grind the walls inside. This gave him more of a stronger stimulation vibe due to how sensitive his dick became while being inside of her pussy. Bisca knew that she was enjoying herself because of how squishy her pussy was sounding each time she bounced on her husband’s dick. Bisca moaned into Lucy’s mouth because of Alzack’s fingers pushing in deeper inside her own pussy. The man pulled his fingers out to see the heavy secretion of juices flowing down his palm. His wife was ready to get fucked, and to get fucked good. Alzack allowed Lucy to continue to bounce on his dick for a little longer before it was time to have them both enjoy his dick at the same time.                “Y-Your dick feels so amazing inside me!” Lucy let out in a loud moaning scream of excitement.                “That juicy pussy of yours is eating me alive! I’m going to fuck you two girls very soon. So prepare yourselves.” Alzack said when Bisca moved down to suck on one of Lucy’s large titties.                Bisca climbed on top of his chest with her ass sticking in his face. Alzack didn’t waste any time by slipping his tongue deep into her wet pussy that was leaking out from her excitement. Bisca was busy making out with Lucy still while her ass kept bouncing around all over his cock. Lucy knew she was going to be having fun tonight, but this was taking it by another level. The only thing that kept coming into her mind wasn’t Natsu this time, but of Asuka. What if she were to hear all the racket in their parents room and gets curious? That thought kept coming back to Lucy while she rode Alzack’s dick like a rodeo champion. Having Bisca move her hands all over Lucy’s slim waist was causing Lucy to crave more of her gentle touches. It was different when making love with a man because they’re so powerful and dominant. But Bisca, women in general, make Lucy feel as though there’s more to that connection than just flesh on flesh.                “I want it in me too!” Bisca cried out when she broke the kiss with Lucy.                “Get down!” Alzack demanded as he grabbed his wife by her waist.                Bisca was thrown to the spot beside him on the bed. He grabbed Lucy by her hand and pulled her down so that she was laying on top of his wife. Their pusses were both glowing because of how hot and ready they were for some actual action. Alzack climbed up from the bed to turn around and admire the beautiful sight below him. His cock was still dripping from the heavy amount of sap that came from Lucy’s pussy. He took a step closer so that his dick was hovering over Lucy’s large ass. The man planted his left hand down on her cheek to take a firm hold of it. The women were able to feel his hot cock slide in between both of their pussies. When the tip went in as far as it could, they nearly moaned out in ecstasy because of the area where their clits were. Alzack knew that the helm of his dick was hitting both of their clits at the same which was a great thing to learn. He began to thrust between their meaty lips while applying some pressure on Lucy’s ass. This was helping his cock get squeezed by her weight and his force at the same time. Bisca’s legs were sticking out in the air while Lucy was basically kneeling over his wife. This is what the women wanted to feel, but to a certain extent. Lucy continued to kiss Bisca as passionate as she could with her tongue sliding in deep down her throat.                Bisca’s breasts were rubbing against Lucy’s because of how turned on she was. Their nipples were both hard and it felt rather strange at first, but they got use to it. As they were kissing each other with their hands combing through each other’s soft hair, Alzack continued to thrust between their pussies to give each of them a wonderful sensation to experience. The faster he pushed his cock inside, the more spontaneous it became for his member to ram into one of their pussies for a moment before he pulled out. They were that close to each other that when he would pound into their folds, it would either go up or down and enter one of their tight wet pussies. Lucy would always let out a strong moan in Bisca’s mouth when the cock entered her. Alzack slowly pulled his dick out to catch his breath. He didn’t want to blow his load too early in the evening since they had a long night planned with their dear friend, Lucy.                Alzack took a moment to catch his breath, but he didn’t leave the girls alone. He had been fingering both of their pussies to keep their stimulation flowing. His cock was was covered in both of their delicious juices. The shine that glimmered from his shaft was used as a lubricant to rub it a few times before he put it back in between their lips. Lucy and Bisca felt the hot rod hitting their clits again which caused their hips to grind into it. They wanted to feel it more, which ended up causing the bed to hit against the wall. A few moments in this wonderful position caused an unexpected visitor to come to their door. Alzack slowly pulled his cock out and hopped into the bed to hide his thick boner. Lucy hid under neath the bed sheets because she didn’t want anyone to know that she was in there. The first one that came to her mind was Natsu, since he knew that she was there with them tonight. What if he came back home early? Lucy’s heart was pounding rather heavily within her chest. Bisca put her nearest black robe on to cover her curvy body. Opening the door, she was surprised to see Asuka standing there with a confused look on her face.                “What’s the matter sweetie?” Bisca said as she lowered herself to her daughter’s height.                “What are you guys doing in here? I kept hearing banging on the walls!” Asuka said to her mother.                “W-We’re trying to fix something. That’s all. Why don’t you go back to sleep my dear?” Bisca said while standing up from the floor.                “No! I wanna stay up now!” Asuka was ready to throw a little tantrum to stay with them.                “Baby, get some sleep. We’re going to see some wildlife tomorrow morning instead, okay?” said Alzack with a smile.                “IN THE MORNING?! OKAY! MAMA! CAN YOU PUT ME TO BED?” Asuka asked while extending her arms out to be picked up.                “Oh, I suppose I can do that. Alright, I’ll be back in a little bit.” Bisca said as she lifted her daughter and held her close to her warm body.                “Don’t forget to close the door, dear.” said Alzack.                “Have fun.” Bisca said with a wink before closing the door behind them.                “Now…where were we?” Alzack said to the woman underneath the sheets.                Lucy had already found what she wanted within the sheets. Alzack was going to lift the fabric up to reveal the woman, but her mouth had found his cock which was a pleasant surprise. Alzack decided to lean back into the bed while she worked her magic. Lucy scooted in a little closer so that she was face deep in his cock. Lucy loved to have normal sex and get anal from time to time, but she always craved to have their amazing dicks down her throat for her to suck. The thought of milking his warm cum out for her to swallow was putting a lustful smirk on her face. Lucy cupped his balls with one hand and used the other to stroke the base. Her tongue swirled all around the tip to make sure it was nice and clean. Alzack just gripped the sheet below in his hand when she began to bob her head up and down. The further she went, the more of his dick that was swallowed down her throat. The walls would squeeze around his cock which resembled his wife’s pussy when she controlled her muscles just right. Alzack nearly busted a nut in her mouth, but she had released his dick to give it a few gentle kisses. Lucy knew how to work his dick so that he achieved maximum orgasmic pleasure from her skills.                “Y-You’re better than that night at the Orgy!” Alzack said in a pleasing tone.                “I’ve had…a lot of experience…recently. So you’re lucky…to experience this right now.” she said underneath the bed sheets with his wet cock being stroked roughly.                “Damn…” Alzack wasn’t expecting her to be this good.                “I was tired out at the Orgy because of Laxus. He wore me out so that I wasn’t in my prime when it came to you two.” said Lucy while her tongue kept licking around the head.                “I’m glad then…that we get to have you at your best.” he said softly.                “…you’re lucky I love dicks…” Lucy opened her mouth and took his entire cock back into her throat to suck on roughly once again.                The woman slobbed all along his cock with her finger tips scoping around the surface of his sack below. She wanted him to know exactly how good she was at giving head. What he experienced back at the Orgy was only a fraction of her power when using her tongue. Ever since then, she’s gained more skills with the strength of her suction, throat technique and tongue movements. Alzack tried to hold in some of his moans but she was just that good. Her seductive eyes were staring down at his meaty cock, even though it was too dark to see underneath the sheet. There wasn’t any lights on in the room to begin with. The sun that was up when she arrived had already went down. This allowed the moon and stars to shine brightly outside, but the curtain was covering the window. Lucy was just using her skills to move through the darkness without breaking her concentration. Alzack planted a hand on the back of her head while she kept sucking on him hard. He loved how insane her tongue was when it vigorously wiggled all underneath the tip of his dick.                Lucy kept gagging on his cock because the thickness would hit the back of her throat at random times when going down on it. Alzack loved how tight her throat got when she sucked as hard as she possibly could to him. The man nearly nutted down her throat when she released his cock again. Lucy knew exactly when to pull away from his dick so that he didn’t spoil his fun. The girl removed the sheet so that he could make out where she was in the dark. The woman’s eyes looked into his while she stroked his shiny wet dick in her hand. Every so often she kept giving the tip a little lick to give the man a tease.                “You want to ram this inside us, don’t you?” Lucy said with such a teasing demeanor.                “Yes…” said Alzack.                “How bad do you want to put it in me?” she said while gripping the cock harder.                “…really bad.” Lucy slowly released her grip so that she could go back down to suck on it a little longer.                The door opened up with Bisca entering the room. She was quite surprised with how thick Lucy’s ass looked when she was bent over with her husbands cock in her mouth. Bisca came over to grip her panties to slide on down. The black fabric in her hand was tossed to the other side of the room. The green hair beauty climbed onto the bed and bent over for her husband and Lucy to see her lovely fat ass. Lucy removed her mouth from his cock so that he could get up on his knees to assert his dominance over his wife. Alzack carefully got behind his woman with the tip of his cock rubbing around the entrance of her tight hole between her cheeks. Lucy was there to watch as he began to push his thick dick into her ass. The tightness was already going away because of how well Bisca was able to control her muscles down below. The woman felt his hands take hold of her hips as he started to thrust into her dirty hole. Lucy got into the same position with her side pressing against Bisca’s left. Alzack had started to stoke Lucy’s large ass a few times while giving it a couple of spanks to give her some attention.                “G-Give me more.” Lucy begged him with her cute butt bouncing side to side.                “I won’t leave you behind..” Alzack said during his constant powerful thrusts into his wife’s sexy ass.                “Oh honey! T-That feels incredible!” Bisca was able to say during his constant pounding.                “Glad you love it baby!” Alzack said happily.                Some time had passed when his powerful force of cum came pouring into Bisca’s ass. The hot sensation was overwhelming to the point that Bisca nearly lost all control of her body. She had laid flat against the bed with her butt excreting his warm cum. Once he pulled his dick out, the white substance came pouring out onto the sheets. Lucy felt the tip of his dick slowly poking into her own tight hole which she was so happy about. It wasn’t as tight as he thought it would be. It’s because when Lucy went home to prepare, she ended up playing with her ass with a toy she found on her journey. The woman was squatting down on the table with the long dildo going into her ass as deep as it could go. This helped open her up and loosen her ass for him to enjoy. Alzack pulled Lucy up so that she was kneeling against his warm sweaty body. His tongue entered her mouth while one of his arms was wrapped around her waist to keep her close. His cock kept thrusting into her ass as fast as he could go without any need of resting. Lucy knew that he wasn’t as big as Laxus or Elfman, but he did have a great technique which was causing her to curl her toes within the sheets. Each time he thrusted into her ass, the tip would grind against her inner walls which sent a fantastic sensation through out her entire naked body.                “S-Squeeze my cock with your ass!” Alzack said while he continued to thrust into her butt.                “Y-Yes!!” Lucy was more than willing to obey his order.                “H-Honey…don’t go easy on her.” Bisca said with her face resting in her comfortable pillow.                “Yes…” said Alzack.                Lucy had felt her body fall forward when his arm released her waist. She had caught herself from falling with her hands resting against the comfortable mattress below. The woman’s ass was getting smashed into by a powerful force that he was keeping for just such an occasion. Bisca had turned over so that she could lean in closer to the girl with a perverted face. Bisca’s tongue entered Lucy’s mouth to keep her distracted. This would help her last a little longer when getting fucked in the ass by her wonderful husband. Lucy kept swirling her naughty tongue all along her friend’s which was amazing to say. The women kept kissing which grew louder in the sound. Alzack was enjoying the beautiful sounds that the women were making together while been succumbed to the darkness of the room. There was something sexy about two women kissing without anything getting in their way. Alzack gave Lucy’s ass a powerful spank on her ass which caused the cheek to jiggle around a couple of times. Lucy loved how forceful he was with beautiful butt. It had reminded her of the time with Gajeel since he was rather forceful when it came to love making. Especially when he had started to fuck her tight ass for the first time. Lucy would break the kiss every so often to look back at the man that was railing her good from behind.                “S-Shit…I’m going to cum already!!” Alzack cried out.                “Release it all in my ass!” Lucy followed with her breasts bouncing all over.                “I-I’m cumming!”                Alzack leaned back with his cock shoving in as far as it could go into the woman’s ass. Lucy screamed into Bisca’s mouth so that her ecstatic loud screams were muffled. They didn’t want Asuka to come back in there with more questions about the loud noises. Bisca took a deep sip of Lucy’s saliva that leaked into her mouth during their kisses. She had gave the girl a playful lick across her lips before leaning back to rest on the bed. Lucy felt the man’s hard cock slowly slide out of her ass so that he could lay beside his wife. But he decided to get in between the beautiful woman so that they were able to share him as a body pillow. Lucy was on his left and Bisca was on his right. He felt like a king with his love slaves.                “How about we take a little break before we continue again for some more action?” Lucy brought up while stroking his dick in her hand.                “Wow, you really are a naughty little slut?” Alzack said with a smile.                “I am…I love it. I love sex. The naughtier, the better.” said Lucy with a playful wink coming from her cute face.                “I feel like taking a shower in a little bit. Anal is fun, but it can be rather…unclean.” said Bisca.                “Alright dear. Let’s take on together in a little bit.” Alzack said as he kissed his wife gently on the lips.                The water from the shower head was pouring down on the three adults in the same bathtub. Alzack was kissing both of the women while they rubbed some special soap suds all over his chest and cock. They wanted to make sure that they cleaned every nook and cranny on his body. When the suds were washed away, Lucy had quickly dropped to her knees so that she could take his thick cock back into her mouth to suck. This gave Bisca and Alzack time to make out while rinsing the rest of their body off together. It was such a magical moment for them to experience together in the shower. The noise was also drowning out any unnecessary sounds that could give them away to their daughter. The bathroom was closed to their daughter’s room but the running water must have helped the girl to stay asleep during this amazing activity.                “You sure like sucking that dick.” Bisca said to the woman below.                “I love how hard they get in my mouth. The taste…the texture of their hot cum.” Lucy explained before gobbling down on his dick again.                “Baby, am I going to get any action in here?” Bisca asked him while she felt his hand taking hold of her fat ass.                “I have enough energy for the both of you. Don’t be afraid.” he whispered into his wife’s cute ear.                After Lucy was done sucking his cock, he had bent his wife over against the wall so that he could ravish her pussy. She felt like it was neglected in the room when they were having sex. They had went from sucking his cock to pleasing the outside of their pussy lips. The final part of that night was having them experience the tightness of anal and the beautiful sensation that followed after it. Lucy was fine with anything. She was actually underneath the two with her tongue sticking out. She was licking his sack every time it kept passing over her head when he thrusted into his wife’s pussy. The juices were splashing all over the place along with the running water. So much muffled moans had tried to escape the bathroom, but it was sealed off rather well with the towels at the bottom of the door and windows. Alzack kept thrusting into his wife until she nearly slipped and fell on Lucy. But they were lucky enough to catch each other and continue the sex session. Lucy stood up so that she could kiss Alzack a couple of times while stroking her friend’s Bisca’s cute ass. Bisca cried out as the powerful force of pleasure came rushing through out her body. The woman felt his cock moving in and out of her wet pussy as her juices continued to trail down her legs and into the drain below.                “T-That was go-good.” Bisca said as she slowly climbed out of the shower with a towel being placed around her naked body.                “My turn!!” Lucy quickly planted her hands against the cold wall with her ass perking up.                “Fine. Prepare yourself since I didn’t cum just yet.” Alzack said as she easily slammed his dick up her tight pussy.                Bisca watched as her friend was being fucked harder than she was just then. The man had lifted up one of Lucy’s legs so that she was able to feel more of his cock drill into her pussy. It was a rare position for her to get into since most of the time the guy planted her against the wall with their cock thrashing into her butt. Either way, Lucy was enjoying it with all her lustful heart. Alzack didn’t want to admit it, but he was already close to busting a nut in his friend’s pussy. The thought of knocking her up was scary, but it felt too good to pull out now. Bisca watched as Lucy nearly fell over when his hot cum started to pour into her pussy. A lot of the white thick stuff spilled out of her lips. The heavy chunks landed in the running water and went down the drain. Lucy was breathing heavily against the wall with her balance returning. Alzack carefully stepped out of the shower with his cock still hard.                “A-Alright…I-I’m gonna go ahead and go for the night.” Lucy said with a dark blush.                “You sure you don’t want to stay any longer?” Bisca asked while stroking her husband’s cock.                “N-No. It was amazing but…I don’t want Asuka walking in the morning with us naked in the bed.” Lucy blushed once more while getting a towel to dry off.                “Well, alright. I want to thank you for this experience, Lucy. It was amazing. If you ever want to come over and do it again, please don’t hesitate to ask.” Alzack said with a smile.                “Thank you! I’d love to come back and take on your cock!” Lucy said while sliding her black panties on.

Chapter 11 - Lucy x Erza x Gray

Loud cheering could be heard from outside the Karaoke building that resided in a fancy looking town. Team Natsu had just finished an urgent quest with dealing an abomination creature that plagued this area for some time. As a reward besides a hefty amount of cash, they were allowed to dine at the restaurants for free, party at the karaoke for free and stay at the inn, for free. This was something that Lucy and Erza were going to exploit to the very end. Especially since Erza loved her delicious little cakes that melt in her mouth. Lucy was already downing a few bottles of booze, along with Natsu and Gray. Gray however, was already shirtless inside the Karaoke. The team was enjoying a nice night inside the wonderful decorated booth where you could sing your heart out to songs that were relatively popular in this region. Lucy and Erza were enjoying a duet together while Natsu was stuffing his face with some delicious ramen that was still pipping hot. Gray just started drinking another bottle of alcohol which was starting to take make him feel hotter than usual. Watching the women sing and dance on the little stage was making him feel rather, frisky. If Juvia was here, he would of gone out in the back of the building and put it in her mouth to release this tension. Sadly, Juvia had business elsewhere. The same for Jellal. He had taken a quest out with Mirajane and Laxus to deal with another issue. Natsu just smiled at his lover while taking a large bite out of his hefty ham. The pork was easily torn from the bone which was a great sign.                “I’m still hungry!” said Natsu as he stood up to pat his slim muscular abs.                “Natsu. I just watched you down three bowls of Ramen and a couple of plates of meat. How could you still be hungry from that?” Gray said to him.                “I get real hungry after using my abilities! Don’t you get hungry like that?” said Natsu.                “No. I don’t. There’s no more food here in the booth. Only drinks. Why don’t you go back to the restaurant and have some more? Remember, it’s free!” Gray said with a sly smirk.                “You’re right! Alright, I’m heading out to get some more food!” Natsu said as he headed to the small door.                “W-Wait! Natsu?” Lucy interrupted the song to follow him to the hallway.                “Lucy? Why’d you stop singing?” Natsu said as he watched the blonde girl close the door behind him.                “Because…I wanted to spend time with you.” Lucy was blushing like a school girl when she was standing alone with him in the hallway.                “Don’t worry! I’m just going to get a couple of more plates of food and hurry back!” Natsu had been drinking as much as Gray, but the food must have been stalling the alcohol from affecting his judgement.                “S-So you’re just going to eat and come right back?” Lucy had sparkles in her eyes.                “I might drink a little over there, but yes! I will be back! Okay?” Natsu gave her a soft kiss on the lips before walking down the velvet carpet floor.                “. . .Natsu.” she said softly.                A couple of songs had passed and Natsu still hadn’t returned from the restaurant. Erza finally started to drink some alcohol which was affecting her rather quickly when compared to Lucy and Gray. Gray, stripped down to his tight boxers which made it a little awkward for the women. Erza was staring directly at his package that was hidden beneath the black fabric. He must have noticed their gazes, because he kept opening his legs to make it look bigger for a brief second. Sweat was running down the drunk women’s breasts as they each took a seat beside the man with such a cool aura around him. Gray felt a little warmer than usual when being surrounded by the girls at such a close distance. He took hold of his boxers and slid them on down, releasing his bouncing cock for them to see. Gray didn’t do it out of lust, but because of his natural training he received when he was younger. It already felt better when freeing the beast from it’s captivity. Lucy couldn’t help but take it into her hand to stroke already.                “L-Lucy?” Gray said with a blush forming on his face.                “ . . .it’s so…hot…and thick…” Lucy, obviously drunk, leaned in closer to get a whiff of his cock’s scent.                “ . . .it’s…a little smaller than Je-Jellal’s but…it’s still…rather impressive.” Erza said as she leaned in closer to get a better look at the stiff dick.                “W-What are you two doing?” Gray felt Erza’s tongue scoop one of his balls into her mouth to suck on.                “C-Can we play…with it? F-For a little bit?” Lucy asked as she kept jerking him off anyways.                “Do you really need to ask when you’re already jacking me off?” Gray’s soberness seemed to have returned, but he decided to down another bottle so that he was a little out of it too.                If Natsu walked in and caught them on the act, he could accuse them of the alcohol. Erza leaned up into the comfortable chair to sit right beside him. Her lips had pressed against his with her arms wrapping around his muscular body to hold him time. Gray did the same with his hands sliding up her light blue top. Lucy was just jerking his dick off while they started to make out in her presence. The size of it was rather impressive, but nothing compared to Laxus or Elfman. She could easily deep-throat his cock without much effort being made. Lucy was about to take it into her mouth when she heard a knock at the door. The girl grabbed one of the soft pillows from the side of the couch to hide the delicious erection from view. She stood up and shifted her boobs around to look good. Lucy walked to the door and answered it.                “Excuse me, miss. But I’m afraid we have some terrible news. Our local townspeople found your boyfriend passed out. We’ve already escorted him to the inn so that he could sleep it off. We’ve just come to inform you about this manner.” said the intelligent looking man that probably owned the place.                “T-Thank you very kindly, sir. I-I will go and check in on him when our time here is up.” Lucy said with a cute hiccup.                “Dear, are you okay? You seem to have drank quite a bit today too.” he was starting to get a little suspicious, since the other two in the back were making out like wild animals in heat.                “I-I’m fine! We’re fine! T-They just had a little too much to drink too. We won’t b-be long so don’t worry.” Lucy patted the man on the shoulder with a cute smile.                “As you wish! Please, enjoy your stay!” the owner bowed down before closing the door and leaving the area.                               Lucy knew she caught Gray’s attention when she turned around to face the make-out session. The man was very much interested in her body since she was as thick and juicy as Erza was when it came to their asses and breasts. Lucy knew she could exploit her body to get what she wanted; his milky cum in her mouth. The woman slowly started to dance along the song that was playing in the background. The music was rather loud, so that if anyone was walking by the room, they’d think the moans or screams were just from someone that couldn’t sing. Lucy slowly bent over so that her breasts could bounce around within her tiny tank top. Her skirt was rising which allowed her perfectly round ass to pop out. Erza thought she did something right with her kissing because she felt his hefty meat stick slap up into her ass. Lucy didn’t want Erza to go first when it came to his cock, but she couldn’t become a spoiled slut already. The woman removed her panties first along with her tank top. Gray was once again impressed with how beautiful Lucy’s breasts were when being released. Erza stopped to look behind her. The sight of her friend’s breasts being out in the open had given her confidence to do the same.                “T-Take my shirt off.” Erza asked him.                “Yeah? Y-You sure?” he wanted to make sure it was fine before committing that act.                “ . . . do it.” Erza moved her arms up so that it’d be easier for him to remove the clothing.                Erza felt her breasts bounce around, but they weren’t exactly free from their confinement. The beautiful redhead was wearing a very revealing black bra that seemed to have gave Gray some more confidence to fuck. His cock kept tapping her soft ass from beneath her blue skirt. Lucy crawled over the table which evidently knocked some bottles down to the carpet floor. Luckily, the bottles were empty so no stains were maid upon the soft fabric. Erza slowly stood up so that she could get down to her knees to be face to face with his massive cock. Lucy on the other hand had already sat down beside him with her tongue easily sliding into his mouth. Gray thought he was finally going to get some action with one of them, but kissing was still good enough foreplay to get them nice and ready. Gray had cupped his hands underneath Lucy’s ass to scoop her onto his lap. Lucy was expecting to feel his cock ram up into her pussy already, but nothing was there. Little did she know that Erza had already took hold of his cock and placed it into her mouth to suck like a good girl.                Gray could feel the tension building within his body when Erza’s tongue coiled around his cock with such skill. The beautiful redhead didn’t mind Lucy’s ass being so close to her face. It was rather cute to see this side of her teammate. Erza would eventually place her hands on Lucy’s ass to hold it up. This allowed her to have more of Gray’s cock to please within her wet warm mouth. Muffled gagging sounds could be heard from below when Lucy pulled her tongue out of the man’s mouth. She thought that it was his hands that cupped her butt, but it was her female friend’s strong grip instead. This was exciting the girl to a new level.                “That grip you have…feels pretty amazing.” Lucy was speaking into Gray’s mouth, but Erza was able to overhear the young woman currently above her head. “G-Give it a few spanks! I’ve been a bad girl lately.” she said with a cute blush appearing on her face.                “You have been a very bad girl.” Erza had slapped the ass to watch it jiggle above her head. The sight of it bounce around from the powerful impact she placed upon it was a magnificent view indeed. “Just look at that ass dance. I bet Natsu has fun pounding it with his cock?”                “N-Natsu?” Lucy took a moment to remember that he wasn’t going to return to the Karaoke bar. He was found knocked out because he drank more than he could handle at the restaurant. Knowing that he was safe and sound at the inn, she decided to forget about him for the time being and enjoy their victory fuck together. “He sure does!”                “Less talking! Let’s get to some real fun soon! You women are getting me rock hard for some actual action!” Gray was serious, even though they could see the drunk side of him leaking out on his face after a few seconds.                “Oh? You wanna fuck us?” Lucy sat up a little to put her large white breasts against his face to enjoy.                “Mm!” Juvia never did this kind of stuff with him back at home. She was more of an Anal Queen, especially since she never wore any panties underneath her cute blue uniform. Gray had took this moment to enjoy the fat titties in his face with his hands gripping them tightly. This was making Lucy moan out into the open which was easily muffled out by other people singing in the building. “So delicious! These boobs are magical.”                “You like t-them?” Lucy was enjoying his tongue scooping up one of her nipples. The skills he displayed on the hardened area meant that he knew how to ate a pussy. This was exciting Lucy to the point that her love juices were leaking down onto the cock that Erza was currently kissing.                “Mm?” Erza allowed Lucy’s clear juices to cover his dick before she opened wide and took the whole thing in again to taste. It was indeed delicious. The savory sensation rummaging in her mouth was sending her into another level of sexual pleasure. This wasn’t the first time Erza had tasted another woman’s secretions, but it was the first time with her dear friend, Lucy.                “I-I’m already going to cum by Erza’s sucking? That’s amazing! It usually takes J-Juvia quite some time to make me burst in her mouth!” said Gray in an amazed state of being.                “I can suck a cock like a champ too! But I want to feel you pound me hard with that nice dick of yours!” Lucy said as he continued to suck on one of her large titties.                “I think it’s time we shift to something fun. Lucy, it’s your turn to get some attention from his delicious cock.” Erza wiped her lips and slowly stood up.                The man had laid down flat on the comfortable Victorian couch with his cock pumping up high to stand tall. Lucy slowly climbed back onto his lap with her wet pussy slowly lowering down to feel the tip press between her lips. The girl was very careful even when her body was a little woozy because of the amount of alcohol she consumed earlier that night. Erza was sitting on the edge of the couch with her hands reaching over to take Lucy’s tits in her hands. She wanted to give them a proper massage while she was pleasured by the dick that was currently awaiting to slide in. Gray had placed his hands down on Lucy’s thighs to help ease her down on his cock. Once it was in, Lucy let out a muffled sensual moan before she started to bounce on it. The sounds of her wet juices flailing around behind her ass wasn’t noticeable at first. Not until she had leaned down closer with her large breasts pressing down on Gray’s chest. The man was just using this time to relax his body while she rode his cock like a professional slut would. The cute faces that Lucy made while slamming hard into his dick was making the man feel somewhat accomplished. Erza was sliding her own fingers down between her pussy lips to pleasure herself while her friends were having fun first. The taste of his cock was still lingering in her mouth which helped motivate her clear creamy liquid to leak down her thighs.                “So good!” Erza cried out while rubbing her clit with only two fingers.                “Damn…Lucy is going to make me nut real quick!” Gray had his hands firmly on Lucy’s legs to feel her insane movements with each pound she performed.                “I-I’m going to c-cum soon too!” Lucy cried out with her large breasts pressing down onto his bare sweaty chest.                Knock - Knock                There was a knock at the door which they ignored for the first few times. But it grew louder which meant that it was probably the owner of the building again coming in to check on them. Erza pushed her friend Lucy down on Gray’s body so that it looked like they passed out on each other for the time being. She threw some of the clothing on their bodies to make it look like they had something on from the distance. Erza was glad that she wasn’t as messed up as the others, at least, not yet. The redhead quickly put her clothes back on with her black panties hanging from the door knob. The door had opened up from the outside which sent a thrill down everyone’s spine. Using her amazing speed, Erza was able to appear in front of the door so that the view inside the room was blocked. It was indeed the owner again with a slight sweat drop leaking down from the side of his face.                “I am so sorry to inform you of this, but there have been some complaints of screaming. Do you know anything about this kind of thing happening in the room?” the owner asked the cute woman.                “O-Oh! Yes! I’m so sorry! I had dropped the microphone on my foot by accident and let out a wicked scream. I am so sorry to have disturbed you or anyone else near by!” Erza was lying, which wasn’t something she did often.                “A-Are you okay?” Hooked, he fell for her lie like a sucker.                “Yes. I’m very much alright now after a drink and some music. We’re still not done using the room so could you give us some privacy. My friends are rather shy with their singing voices.” Erza once again lied through her beautiful shiny teeth.                “YES! I am so sorry to have disturbed you. I will inform the others that everything is alright. Now, if you need anything else, please don’t hesitate to ask me or my employs!” The owner smiled happily and closed the door.                Once the man was gone, Erza turned around to see Lucy back to hopping on Gray’s amazing cock again. The little break they were given was enough to let them go through a second round without feeling the urge to cum so soon. Erza took a deep breath and walked to the table to pick up one of the remaining glasses full of alcohol. She wasn’t exactly drunk enough to enjoy lying to the people of the building, not that she enjoyed it in the first place. The woman downed the entire glass of the cool refreshment with a red shine coming from her cheeks. She began to strip down to until her cute red bush below was revealed. The sight of Lucy holding in her insane moans was turning her on again.                A couple of minutes went by when Lucy’s ass started to shake in a violent manner. The look the girl made gave it away. She had finally came all over his massive cock to where a pool of it appeared beneath the man’s sack. The couch instantly absorbed it into the cushion which was a good thing, and also a bad thing for later. Erza helped pull Lucy off his cock so that she could have a turn with the man. Gray decided to sit up for this one since Erza was more in shape than the woman that rode his cock just now. Lucy was in shape enough with decent stamina, but Erza was on another level. It was as if he went against an amazonian goddess. The powerful red-head woman slowly sat down on his cock with her tight pussy wrapping around his shaft. He knew instantly that he wasn’t going to last much longer. The woman started to buck her body up and down with her large breasts bouncing all over his fast. Lucy was sitting down on the table with her legs spread open. She wasn’t entirely done playing with herself. Especially since she had such great material to use to help her get there again.                “You have a beautiful butt, Erza.” Lucy was complimenting her friend.                “So do you…” Erza was doing her best to concentrate with her frantic yet powerful pounding.                “I bet you could make Elfman and Laxus cum a lot with your body.” Lucy said to herself as she continued to finger her wet pussy.                “S-So tight!” Gray was doing his best to hold on the best he could since the woman riding his cock was on another level when compared to Juvia and Lucy.                Erza knew about the complaint they received recently, so she did her best in keeping in any kind of moans from escaping her lips. All she did was narrow her eyes and tried her best to think about something else. The alcohol wasn’t exactly helping her out since it was a factor in their fuck session right now. The thought of cheating on her lover Jellal was beating her on the inside, but the enjoyment of feeling a new dick inside her was helping ease that pain. Lucy knew about this pain, since she always felt it in the beginning with Gajeel and Romeo. But now she knew that her body was her own to use and her heart belonged to Natsu. It wasn’t a bad thing to have sex with others, that was until she was caught and lost the most important thing to her in this life. Lucy took a moment to shake her head and get those thoughts out. Natsu wasn’t here. He was drunk and passed out at the inn. Juvia and Jellal wasn’t here either. It was just them and their friendship. The friendship that evolved into a one time thing filled with sex and secrets. They were all under agreement that this never happened. None of this would get out and ruin their current relationships with their lovers.                “I-I’m cumming!!” Gray cried out with his cock exploding inside the woman’s tight pussy.                “Let it flow inside. I want to feel every inch of your thick substance fill me up.” Erza was rather cool and collective in her dominate sexual state.                “Ah!~” Gray felt Erza’s body slam down on his dick one last time to squeeze every last drop out of his shaft before she climbed off of him.                 Erza knew that he wasn’t really done for the night. The moment he saw his semen leak out of the woman’s pussy, his cock grew hard again. Erza decided to push the remaining dishes off the table and hop on. She then helped Lucy climb on top of her naked body so that their breasts were pressing against each other. Lucy leaned down with their lips meeting for the first time. After kissing Levy, Cana and Bisca, she was able to add Erza to her collection of lesbian action. Erza, was taken back a little when she felt the woman’s sleek tongue enter her mouth. Both of the women were going at it with their touching and moaning while kissing each other intimately. Gray stood up to see their pussies grinding against each other. His cum was leaking down Erza’s pussy and down her beautiful ass crack. The man took hold of his hard cock and rubbed the tip around their anal entrances at first to tease them. Lucy was so excited to have her dirty hole fucked, but she felt it press in between her lips instead. This was the same position she was in with Bisca just the other day. They were sandwiched together while Alzack fucked between their pussies. It was a wonderful memory to relive.                “Here I come.” said Gray as he pushed into their pussies at the same time.                “Ah!~” the women cried out in unison.                “Shh! Keep it down. Y-You don’t want anyone to come back and disturb or sexy time, right?” Gray was right about that.                The man was getting into his thrusting groove when the sight of Lucy’s fat ass jiggled from the impact. He would often place his hand on a cheek to feel the warmth coming from it. That was until he slapped it hard enough to leave a pink mark on the surface. This was causing Lucy to feel a little more naughty because of the light abuse on her butt. Erza kept sucking on Lucy’s wet tongue while she kept squeezing their breasts together. This was a rather fun activity they were doing together. If only they could meet up again on another time to continue this. That thought had entered Lucy’s mind while she continued to french kiss her friend down below.                Every so often, his cock would find it’s way in one of their wet juicy holes that were hidden between the thick lips. This was rather exciting for the girls because they didn’t know which hole he was going to enter each time he thrusted. Most of the time it was going in between their pussies and hitting their clits at the same time. The juices that were escaping from their godly pussies were helping his cock slide in between without much friction slowing him down or causing any kind of uncomfortable pain on the girls. This was an ideal position to have during a threesome. Gray had took hold of Lucy’s fat ass and spread her cheeks apart to see the tiny hole that was just a little ways up from her pussy’s lips. He had pulled his cock out and brought it to her anus. The happy look on her face was only seen by Erza. Lucy couldn’t help but let out a muffled moan when his dick easily popped into her butt for the first time tonight.                “F-Fuck my ass!” Lucy cried out.                “S-Shh! Don’t say that out loud you moron!” Gray was worried that a customer behind the other wall heard that, but after a few seconds, nothing happened.                “It’s okay, Gray. Just fuck her good and I’ll keep her mouth occupied!” Erza was such a great friend to help him silence Lucy.                “Thank you, Erza. Now, let’s begin!”                Gray slowly pushed his cock in a little deeper so that he could get a feel of how her ass was when compared to her pussy. It was a little tight, but nothing compared to Erza’s pussy. Juvia, however, was tight but also eased up after a few thrusts. She knew how to control the muscles in her butt, unlike Lucy. Lucy was good, but she wasn’t great. Gray was going to use this time to educate her anus with his mentoring cock.                “Let’s begin.” he muttered before beginning his movement very carefully.                Erza felt Lucy’s tongue wiggle deeper down into her mouth. This was probably helping her hold in her moans since the tongue was rather shaky and uncontrollable. Erza did her best to keep the woman calm in her arms, but she was also glad that she wasn’t ignored. Gray’s fingers were sliding deep into her tight pussy to give her some attention. So much love juice kept spilling out of Erza’s body because of how developed her pussy was for sex. All that training she did in her life had helped her make the perfect body for breeding, but she didn’t want to do any of that with just anyone. Jellal was the one for her, but her friends were a close second to help her ease some strain on her body and heart.                “That feels rather good, Gray. How did you get so good at f-fingering?” Erza was curious, but the look he was making had shot down her words.                “I learned from my mentor…long ago.” he said while increasing his fingering speed upon her pussy.                “O-Oh my!” Erza was close to letting out an unsuspecting moan, but Lucy’s tongue went back in to plug her shut.                “Mm!” their muffled moans were mixing together as they kissed rather passionately for a while.                Gray was thrusting in Lucy’s ass without much effort when her ass suddenly swallowed his entire dick in. This was an amazing sensation that he was experiencing. Juvia was great with her butt, but she never did anything like this before. The man had almost yelled out from the crazy feeling she was making him feel, but he caught himself and fixed his composure in quick time. They were doing this for a good ten minutes until Gray pulled his cock out of her ass to give Erza’s butt some attention. Lucy was rather satisfied to have her ass pumped for a long time, even though they didn’t get to chance to cum together like earlier. Erza knew exactly what he was doing since she felt the head press in between her butt-cheeks. The man took a moment before easily slipping it inside the warm moist section of her body.                “I-I thought it was going to be tight in here too. But it feels rather…comfortable!” Gray was surprised with how easy he was able to push his dick into her butt.                “I-I’ve…n-never had anything in there before.” the cute look Erza was giving off had caused his cock to grow harder in her ass.                “I’m going to be gentle…until you’re ready for more. Okay?” he said to the woman below.                “O-Okay!” Erza was preparing her body for the new experience she was about to have.                “It’s okay! It feels amazing to have something hard and thick inside your butt. Trust me! You’re going to w-want someone do this to you every time!” Lucy’s words were rather encouraging, but that only made Erza wonder how well she was versed in the Sexual Arts when she was just dating Natsu and nobody else.                A powerful low moan was made when Gray’s cock went in as deep as it possibly could inside her tight butt. It was tighter than her pussy which was saying something. The man planted his hands on Lucy’s ass to hold onto something. It was going to be a challenge to pump into the red-head’s ass without cumming so quick. Gray took a deep breath before he began to move his hips. The sight of his cock moving into her beautiful ass was relaxing, except for the fact that it felt as though she was swallowing his entire rod with it. Each time he tried to pull back, her ass was causing a suction to pull him right back in. She was a virgin in her ass, but it was as though she had so much experience. It was possibly because of all the training her entire body had endured through out her life. The muscles that were around her pussy was one thing, but the glutes were well toned yet soft to see the jiggle effect take place. Gray shook his head to clear his mind. He didn’t want to cum so soon but the urge to burst was rising rather quickly. The man took a deep breath before thrusting into her body a little faster. He wanted the women to enjoy this one time thing with him. Because after this night ended, nobody would ever speak of this again. At least, that’s what they thought.                “I-It’s so b-big in there!” Erza cried out.                “That’s because…you’re not use to anything in there. Just try to relax.” Lucy was doing her best in coaching Erza in the ways of Anal.                “She’s right, Erza! Just take it little by little and you’ll end up loving this method!” Gray had to pitch in because Juvia loved getting it in the butt more than she did with her pussy.                “F-Fine! J-Just hurry up! I-I feel like I want to cum already!” Erza was quite ready to move on to the next part of their nasty night together.                The phone started to ring which scared everyone in the room. Lucy slowly climbed off of the beautiful woman so that Gray could take control of her body now. The man had lifted her legs up to his sides so that they were spread enough to ease the cock thrusts some. The more open her legs were, the easier it was for his dick to move in freely without much intense friction holding him back. Lucy turned back to see the woman’s body bouncing back and forth on the table with her breasts dancing around from the impact. Gray was really giving it to her and that was making Lucy feel a little left out. But she knew she had to take turns with her friend.                “Hello?” Lucy said through the phone after pulling it off the wall.                “L-Lucy? It’s Natsu. What are you g-guys still doing over there? I woke up in the Inn by myself.” said her lover’s voice through the phone.                “Natsu?! W-We’re just enjoying some k-karaoke! You know how we girls are… ha ha ha!” Lucy couldn’t believe that she was lying to her lover through the telephone.                “I don’t hear any singing. Ugh, my head. I-Is someone moaning back there?” Natsu was able to hear a low muffled moan from Lucy’s side.                “Y-Yeah! Erza ate a little too much cake so her stomach isn’t feeling too well! Cake and Alcohol sound great, but dancing makes you feel…bleh!” Lucy was just digging herself more into the hole of lies at this point.                “Y-You’re right. That sounds bad. J-Just don’t be there for too long. I’m gonna take a shower and then get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning Lucy!” said Natsu before he hung up.                “L-Love you…” Lucy put the phone back, only to hear it ring again. “Natsu?!”                “Natsu? No! This is the Owner of the Karaoke Bar! I was going to tell you that your time was almost up. What would you like to do?” said the older gentlemen through the telephone.                “O-Oh!” Lucy turned back to see Gray cum into Erza’s ass. Their bodies were tensed up while his hands were covering the woman’s mouth to stop her from screaming out in pleasure. Lucy took a deep breath before returning to the phone call. “We’d like to extend our stay for a little longer. Will that be acceptable?” she asked the man.                “C-Certainly! I’ll add another hour to your stay. Please, enjoy your singing. If you need anything, just pick up the phone and ask for the service!” he said before hanging up.                “…safe.” she hung the phone up on the wall to return to her friends.                Gray was sitting down on the couch with his cock covered in his own semen. Erza had fallen asleep on the table with her legs spread open. If someone walked in and saw the mess, they would’ve been in deep hell. Lucy however loved the idea that her friend, Erza, had knocked out from having her first anal experience. The girl sat down beside Gray to wrap her hand around his stiff wet cock. Gray was going to take some time to rest but she beat him to it. The girl started to jerk his dick a few times before lowering her head to take it into her mouth. Gray was able to relax on the comfortable couch while having his dick sucked by a naughty woman. Lucy loved how it tasted now that his dick was tainted with Erza’s sweet ass.                “You sure love sucking dick.” he joked.                “I do…I love…the taste…the smell…the thickness…in my mouth.” said Lucy with a playful wink.                “How often do you suck Natsu’s cock?” he wasn’t that interested in knowing about his buddy, but he also wanted to compare her to Juvia since she was a cock maniac back at home.                “. . .to be honest. I don’t get to suck his dick as often as I’d like. Sometimes I have to suck him off while he sleeps at night just to get some action. That’s why I’m really enjoying this time with you..” she said while teasing his cock with her long tongue.                “Sorry to hear that. Juvia…can’t stop sucking me off. I believe that she needs my cum to survive now. Either it has to be poured down her throat or stuffed up her ass. I can’t win with her, but I also can’t go on without her either.” said Gray with a sly smirk.                “Guess we’re sort of in the same boat. Do you want me to continue?” Lucy was stroking his dick now while slowly sitting back up.                “I don’t want you to stop. Keep sucking it.” Gray gently laid her back down onto his lap with that her mouth was right next to his hardened shiny cock.                “O-Okay.” Lucy’s blush was too cute to ignore.                The experienced woman opened wide and took in his entire dick. The great thing about his cock was that it was no where in comparison to Laxus or Elfman’s massive monster dicks. She couldn’t suck on the whole thing without risking serious injury to her jaw. But Gray’s cock was just a little under Natsu’s and Gajeel’s. She was able to fit the entire thing down her throat to please like a true naughty slut. Gray was already feeling quite vulnerable because of how well she wiggled her tongue underneath his shaft while sucking as hard as she could. Erza was pretty good at giving him head, but Lucy was better when compared. The thought of having Lucy and Juvia suck his dick and balls at the same time crossed his mind. It was a bit deviant and rather disturbing to envision his friend’s girlfriend sucking him off, but at the same time, he was fine with it. He had already fucked her in a way, so what’s the point of not continuing their little sexual fantasies together behind their backs? Gray placed his hand on the back of Lucy’s head to push it down a little further. So much of her saliva came pouring down onto his balls which was turning him on.                “Those gagging sounds are sexy, Lucy. Gag more for me.” he whispered in a low voice.                “Ack! Ga!” Lucy couldn’t speak because of how much of his dick was up her throat.                “That’s it. Keep trying to talk while you’re sucking my cock. You know you’re enjoying this…you little slut.” Gray knew he was trying to spice up the head-game, but he didn’t want her to think that she was a true slut.                “Gak! Gak?!” Lucy’s eyes were filled with tears because of how much of his dick was stuffed in her mouth.                “Alright, I’ll let you get some air.” he removed his hand from the back of her head, but she kept her face down in his crotch to suck on it a little harder.                “Mm!”                “W-Wow! Y-You’re sucking is…totally beyond what Juvia’s done for me!” Gray cried out when his hot cum came pouring into the woman’s mouth.                Lucy knew what to do when this enchanted moment came to her. The woman stuffed her mouth with as much of his dick she could while the warm secretion spilled down her throat. After a few seconds she started to suck and swallow everything he had to offer her. The taste of Erza melted away when his warm sticky stuff filled her mouth. It was insane with how much cum he had left inside his balls after cumming in Erza’s cute butt. The girl slowly pulled her mouth away from his cock to see it’s transformation. It was so hard and long when she put it in her mouth earlier, now it was so soft and limp. Lucy licked her lips to get the rest of his delicious cum off.                “How’d you like that?” she asked him.                “You were quite skilled…can’t say that I’m not going to miss it though.” Gray instantly put her head back down so that his soft dick was back in her mouth.                “Mm?!” Lucy’s hands were gripping his thigh a little tightly until it eased up.                “That’s right…suck it just a little more…let me enjoy this moment.” he said in such a cool manner, which she thought was totally sexy.                The woman started to suck on his soft cock to give it some more attention. This was allowing it to grow quite thick in such a short time. Gray watched as the woman pulled her head back up to reveal the thick dick sticking up once again. It seemed he had another run still left in him. Something that she desperately wanted to relieve with her body. Lucy slowly climbed up onto his lap so that her ass dangled just above the tip. The girl carefully spread her cheeks apart with her hands when lowering down some more. Gray let out a muffled moan when his dick entered her tight butt. The reason it was tight was because of how well she was clenching her ass around his member. She wanted him to cum and to cum as soon as possible. The girl leaned in closer to place her lips on his when her hips started to move on their own. His hands moved down to her legs to feel the warmth that she was giving off. It was rather amazing to feel this great with someone other than his lover. This was the feeling that Lucy always had when having sex with somebody else, somebody other than Natsu.                “. . .you two are still at it?” Erza had awoken from her little slumber.                “E-Erza?! I-I thought you were knocked out from being f-fucked in the butt?!” Lucy was rather surprised that her friend was up again after experiencing that.                “My butt feels…rather sensitive. D-Do you think we can…try it again?” Erza crawled over to Lucy’s side to watch the two fuck on the couch.                “T-That might be possible…but Lucy is really squeezing my dick real good.” Gray was trying to concentrate the best he could while they had their little discussion.                “T-This feels so good! I can feel your stuff heating up inside me! It feels amazing! Come on, Gray! Let it all out! Let it out for me!” Lucy cried out with her breasts bouncing up and down.                “That does look fun…” Erza was a little jealous by how much Lucy was enjoying it.                “Nn!” Gray winced when his hot cum came pouring up into her butt.                “Y-YES!” Lucy looked so happy with experiencing something she enjoyed, with her two close friends.

Chapter 14 - Lucy x MaleOC

It was a beautiful morning for a stroll in the lively market place. Lucy was in mind to find something amazing to wear for her picnic date with Natsu. The main reason that made this trip better was the fact that Natsu had decided to join along with her shopping. He wanted to stay at home to sleep in because of some heavy drinking late last night, but Lucy talked him into spending some time with her which she dearly missed. The beautiful blonde was locked into his arm like a maiden, but Natsu seemed a little uncomfortable. It was because during his intense drinking with Grey and Juvia, he had fallen off the stone table and landed on his arm. The very same arm that Lucy was squeezing with her breasts. He wasn’t going to complain about that since they were quite soft and nice to the touch. Lucy smiled up at the man as they entered a store that was usually ignored. It was an old antique magic shop that was run by a middle aged man. The male was hard at work by dusting off some ancient looking relics that were placed along the shelves. Natsu was finally free from her hold as she walked off on her own to examine some of the stuff that was there to be sold. The young lady had bumped into the store owner as she was passing him by. The girl bowed down to apologize before walking away. The owner, however, had a good look at her ass because of how tight her blue shorts were. It was nice to see such a vibrant young woman in his shop. The only other woman that liked to stop by was his wife, whom he loved very much, but her looks were aging. Just one look at Lucy’s perfect ass had caused his hard-on to surface from beneath his white dust apron.             The store owner glanced past some of the shelves to see her boyfriend, standing by the door while stroking his muscular arm. The male walked over to the young lady to see if she needed help in finding something in particular, but she wasn’t quite sure what she had in mind for this type of shop. Lucy waved at the man before walking off to examine some more of the beautiful relics on her own. The owner walked into the back of the shop to talk to his wife, whom was pregnant with his third child. Another reason why her looks weren’t doing it for him in the lustful part of their marriage. The older woman gave her husband a hug before adventuring off to the grocery store to pick up store for dinner tonight. The owner smiled as he left the back room to notice something different in the front. The redhead boy was no longer in the store, just the blonde bombshell that was bending over while eyeing something amazing in the dirty shelf.             “Where’d you boyfriend go, Miss?” the shop owner asked as he stood behind the bent over ass.             “Natsu? Oh! He said he was going to take a little walk while I check your store out a little longer. Why?” she asked before standing up to notice him there. The young woman took a step back because he was rather large in person, but had a gentle look in his eyes. She felt rather safe to be in his company. Lucy bowed down again with her large breasts jiggling from the slightest movement. “You have an amazing magic shop! I don’t know why I’ve never ventured in here to check it out sooner.”             “Well thank you very much. I’ve had this shop open for about twenty years now. Only young woman that ventures through here is Cana from the Fairytail guild. Looking at the insignia you have, you’re in the same guild, yes?” he said with a smile. The man had lifted his arms up to show off his muscular thick arms and broad chest pectoral muscles. Lucy was rather impressed that someone as old as her father was in such great shape. “I was an adventurer when I was younger too!”             “You look pretty good still! Do you do some quests on the side or just manage your little shop?” Lucy felt her back press against the shelf to make some space between them. The girl was blushing, but she couldn’t understand why. She looked young, innocent, cute in his eyes. Lucy blushed a little more when the male smiled back down to her.             “Alright little lady. Just check some stuff out and let me know if you find anything that catches your attention. I’ll be in the back sorting some stuff out.” the man said as he left the girl on her own.             “Thank you~!”             Searching through the many shelves filled with unique stuff and rustic junk, Lucy had finally found something that was truly amazing. It was a Key. Not just any key, but a mystical one that could solve some problems during her battles. She was hesitant to even touch the thing that was stored inside one of the glass shelves. It wasn’t locked, but something about it shiny so beautifully was keeping her from advancing closer. The young woman called out for the shop owner. There wasn’t any answer. He must have been busy if he didn’t hear her voice. Lucy decided to open the shelf and take the golden key. It did have a particular aura about it. She lit up like a kid at a candy store. Lucy quickly ran into the back of the shop where it said, ‘Employees only’. Upon entering the room, she found the man sitting on a sofa with something hard sticking out of his pants. Lucy knew all too well what it was, but the size of it was making her heart pound and her pussy wet. She tried to walk out of the room but ended up hitting the wall instead.             “W-Wait! I’m sorry! I didn’t know you were going to come in here!” The shop owner was quick to put his thick phallus up to address her more appropriately. He had walked over to her to check and see if she harmed herself when bumping into the wall. “Are you okay young lady?”             “I-I…I’m okay. I…I found something I’m very interested in.” she did her best to not bring up what she saw just now. Upon holding her hand out, the golden key was revealed. The man had smiled as she held it up for him to take. “How much for this?”             “Well now, that key is very expensive and I’m not quite sure you can afford it little lady.” he was just playing around, but she ended up taking it serious and decided to haggle for it.             “How about 40% off?” Lucy was trying her best to reel him in from the beginning of it.             “No.”             “35%?” she asked him.             “No.”             “25%?” Lucy asked as her frown slowly appearing.             “I’m sorry sweetie, but no.”             “. . .would you be willing to drop the price if…I showed you something?” Lucy thought that if she exposed her breasts, he might lower the price for her.             “What do you have in mind?” he was interested in her little ploy for the ring. The male turned around and sat back down on the comfortable brown couch where he was masturbating a little while ago. He looked up at the beautiful girl to examine her sexy body.             “I’ll show you my breasts if you drop the price?” she asked him with a dark blush appearing on her face.             “How about…you do something more intimate?” Thinking about what he wanted to ask, the man’s cock was starting to bulge within his pants. Something that Lucy took notice from the start. She didn’t want to admit that sex sounded pretty good, but Natsu wasn’t that far away. There wasn’t any time to do that, and plus, just for a key? Having sex for a discount wasn’t a good idea. The male had popped his fat cock out of his pants while she was deep in thought. “Come suck my dick and I’ll think about dropping it down by 20%”.             “20%?! For a blowjob?! H-…How about 35%? Trust me…if my mouth goes around that f-fabulous dick of yours. It’ll be worth it.” Lucy took a couple of steps until she was standing in front of him. Her lips were quivering at the sight of his massive old cock. “Deal?”             “Start sucking then darling. Depending on how well you do it, I’ll lower the price even more.” said the man as he started to stroke his member. “Have you done this before, sweetie?”             “Let me show you what I can do.” Lucy got down on her knees and leaned forward. She parted her lips and immediately took the tip of his cock into her mouth to tease. The tongue was the first thing she started to use before the sucking came. The shop owner had leaned back against the couch when he felt her beautiful young mouth take more in to suck.             “That feels so good. It’s been almost three years since my last blowjob too.” said the man as Lucy tried to put more into her mouth to suck. The shop owner took hold of her long beautiful blonde hair to move to the side so that it didn’t get in her way. She was wearing a white tank top that helped expose her large breasts. The tight shorts that she was wearing was complimenting her ass from the position she was in. He had leaned in to take hold of her fat butt to squeeze as she kept sucking his cock. “Keep going. It feels so good because of how fast you’re moving that tongue.”             “Mm! Mm!” Lucy couldn’t speak with such a manly cock in her mouth. This was the oldest dick she had ever had in her mouth. It had a different taste and scent to it. Something about it was intoxicating her mind for wanting a little more. But they agreed to only a blowjob for the price drop of the key. But maybe he was interested in something more to help lower the price again? That was something she was hoping to happen soon enough. Lucy closed her eyes and downed her head further down to take his entire cock into her throat.             “W-Whoa there!” the older man said as his cock released a heavy concentration of cum down her throat. He couldn’t believe that such a beautiful young woman had a mouth like to. Some type of skill she acquired with her boyfriend no doubt. He watched as she slowly brought her head up to lick and kiss his thick shaft. Some cum leaked out of her mouth, but she licked it right up again. “Aw, damn it. It’s been too darn long since I’ve had any fun. You wouldn’t mind doing it again for me, would you? I promise I have more in me than just that quick bust a second ago.”             “I don’t know.” she said teasingly with her tongue licking his head a few times. The young woman was stroking his wet dick to get it hard again. Clearly, Lucy wasn’t quite done with him either. She wanted more of his cock since it was as unique as the store here that he ran. Lucy gave the tip a little kiss before squeezing the rest of his cum out. “How about we make it interesting? I’ll continue to please you with my body…if you give me that Key for free? Well, it won’t be free since I’ll be using my body to pay for it. What do you say?”             “Oh? So you’re willing to do anything I want for the key? I accept!” he was quick to accept her offer which surprised her. The male stood up from the couch with his cock getting hard once again. Lucy was surprised to see how fast he recovered from just her offer. The male had grabbed her head and forced his dick back into her mouth. This time he was going to be in charge. “Prepare yourself…young lady. I’m going to get my money’s worth with this body of yours since that key is rather special.”             “Mm?!” Lucy couldn’t stop blushing at the powerful man that was ramming his cock into her mouth. It was harder than before because of how excited he was. The young woman decided to close her eyes while he drilled his powerful dick down her throat with fast thrusts. He reminded her of Laxus, except his cock isn’t as big. That was the beauty about it. She was able to deep throat this one while she couldn’t do that with Laxus or Elfman. “Mmm!”             “That’s right. Take my dick like the cute little slut you are..” softly he said because of how the atmosphere felt at that moment. He fucking her cute face as she gobbled down his cock like a professional. Something about this youthful girl was bringing out the old lustful beast that was pent up for years. He had brushed some of the yellow bangs out of her faces so that he could look at her innocent looking eyes. But deep down, she wasn’t so innocent. This wasn’t the first cock that she had the pleasure of pleasing with her mouth and throat. Numerous delicious dicks used her body as a sex object. Something that she grew to enjoy during her intense sexual encounters. Laxus and Elfman were by far her favorites because of how powerful they were when drilling her pussy and ass. But she enjoyed sucking normal cocks to show off exactly what she was capable of. That’s what the older man was experiencing that very second. “Damn. You really have been around.”             “Gak! Gak!” Lucy couldn’t speak a word because of how fast his cock was moving inside her mouth. It wasn’t exactly a mouthful until he pushed it all the way inside before sliding it back out with haste. Saliva coming from her mouth had dripped down from her lips and landed on the floor below. She was wise to have her head leaning towards his body alone. If she was sitting up, then her spit would of landed on her top and that would of made Natsu suspicious. Having to hide the fact that she slept around with other men, Lucy was determined to never letting Natsu know that she fooled around in the magic shop when he left to check out some of the shopping stalls outside. But Lucy thought that it was going to be a quickie before she took the key, but he was lasting longer than last time. That was an issue. The girl looked up to see the crazed lust in his older eyes. She felt his movement decrease before pulling his cock out of her mouth. The long strands of saliva were connecting her mouth to the tip of his member. She was breathing heavily with her breasts moving from the exhales. “T-Tired already…o…old man?”             “Old man? Little lady…I’m about to teach you how a Man pleases a beautiful lady. Come here.” the man said before lifting her up off the floor to throw her onto the couch behind him. Lucy landed with her legs spread wide open. The tight shorts that she was wearing were causing his cock to pulse. The way they swallowed up her ass and hid the goods away was so tempting. The male had knelt beside her with his hand shooting down between her legs. The powerful grip he displayed in Lucy’s sensitive area was well too calculated. The girl couldn’t help but let out a womanly moan as his fingers started to wiggle along the fabric. A few seconds was all it took for her wet juices to seep through the blue shorts. Nobody had ever touched her like, especially from outside her clothing. Lucy was beginning to think she took on a challenge she wasn’t quite ready for. “Alright darling, I’m going to stick it in. But don’t take your shorts off…wouldn’t want your boyfriend to ask questions.”             “O-…Okay.” she was smitten like a school girl having a crush on her professor. Lucy opened her legs a little more so that his cock could slide right in the tight part of her shorts. It was taking him far too long to push it where her pussy was located, so he lost his patience and cut a hole in the shorts. The hole revealed her gray panties that were soaking wet. The shop owner tugged them to the side and immediately penetrated her pussy with his long cock. Lucy wrapped her arms around the man’s broadly shoulders and did her best to take him in as much as she could. The more opened her legs, the better it was for him. “S-So good! S-So good!!” she moaned out.             Lucy was getting fucked by the owner of the shop, in the back of the store where only his wife was allowed to enter. While she was out grocery shopping, her husband was cheating on her with a beautiful young blonde girl with a rocking set of tits and a ass to match. The girl’s legs were bouncing around in the air because of how hard he was thrusting into her pussy. So much of her juices were splashing out of her lips which caused her shorts to get stained and ruined. There was no going back on this any more. Luckily for her, the owner of the store had some skirts she could look at after their sexual adventure ended. It was the least he could do after cutting a hole in her shorts and making them obsolete. Lucy was enjoying her time at the old antic magic shop. If only she entered this store by herself, he would of possibly fucked her in the front where people might have noticed. Something like that was turning her on. To think that her ass would’ve been pressed against the glass for random people to witness, but not knowing whom the butt belonged too. Lucy was loving the idea, but also feared it. It was best that she was in the back of the store, having demeaning sex with someone that was mature and well experienced in this area. That’s when she felt his hot semen pour deep into her pussy. It was more than anyone had ever relinquished inside of her body. Something like that couldn’t be real. The last couple of slow thrusts he performed were just another wave of cum that entered within her pussy. Lucy felt the man slowly pull his cock out like before, but this time his cum didn’t want to come out. She was a little scared, but also intrigued.             The owner sat down on the couch and pulled her onto his lap. She was easily placed on top of his dick so that she could ride him like a cowgirl. This was a position that she rarely took on, so it was fun to do and a nice change of pace. Lucy quickly removed her white top to expel her breasts into the open area. The shop keep had opened his mouth and took one of them in to suckle and bite down. It wasn’t hard, but just enough to send some pleasure into her young body. The male was really enjoying her movements as she bounced up and down on his body. The feeling of her fresh youth clashing down on his legs as so much of his cum and her juices spilled down onto his balls. Just like when she gave him head earlier, this girl knew exactly how to move like a professional. Lucy was just trying her best to please him quickly so that she could leave and meet up with Natsu, along with having the key.             A couple of minutes passed when the girl felt another powerful pulse of cum blasting up into her pussy once again. She just couldn’t believe that someone in his age was capable of expelling so much of his manly junk. Maybe he was younger than what his looks gave off, or it was quite possible that he was just that amazing? Lucy wanted to get to the bottom of this, but she knew that her time was very limited. The male allowed her to climb off his lap so that she could get down and start sucking it. It had been covered in his white cream like a glazed donut stick. Lucy didn’t waste a second to drag her tongue all along the bottom of his shaft. Slowly, she moved it up until it reached the head. A soft moan escaped his lips when her mouth took hold of his cock once again. The delightful warm taste was dancing around her tongue as she started to suck him off. A loud pop sound echoed in the room when she quickly pulled away from his manly meat that was shiny clean. Thinking that she was done with this ordeal, Lucy decided to turn around and look for her white top. But feeling something hard ram right up her ass had caused her to collapse forward onto the floor. His hot dick was penetrating her tight hole that was exposed by the hole in her blue shorts. Lucy turned back to see the man pumping his thick dick inside. This was unexpected, but very welcomed. She loved it when she got it in there because of how sexy and tight it was when compared to her lovely slit between her legs. Lucy looked down at bit her lip as the male continued to thrust into her tight ass.             “Sorry…you were teasing me…when you turned around with that perfect butt just sticking up. My body just reacted on it’s own!” said the man as he continued to pound her ass. Each time he clashed into her butt, her cheeks would jiggle from the impact. Lucy was leaning against the clean floor to keep her breasts from bouncing all over the place. But she allowed him to have his fun with her ass since it was rather tight. It shouldn’t take him too long til he came and they ended their little fun.             “J-Just don’t tear my butt up, okay? I can take a good pounding but…you’re on another level, Sir!” Lucy said playfully. She knew damn well that she could handle a cock like that in her tight ass. The girl had Laxus and Elfman’s insanely large dicks in her butt a few times. This was to help make him feel better about himself since he was enjoying this hole a little more than her mouth and pussy. “It feels so good!” she said through an erotic moan of pleasure.             “I’m not going to last too much longer! I can’t believe I get to do something like this again! It’s just amazing! Do you t-think you can come by again sometime this week?!” he was desperate to have her again. The thought of having a young little piece of ass on the side was exhilarating. But he loved his wife dearly, the sexual part was dead in the marriage. Having Lucy around would make his world a whole lot brighter in many ways. Lucy, however, wasn’t so sure about this. “I’ll give you discounts on a lot of other…magical items?”             “Really?!” That was all it took to bring her closer to his usual sex routine. If she accepted, she would end up having to sneak away from her lover and friends to have sex with a store owner. It was kinky and sounded fun, but having something else to deal with while fucking her friends was something that sounded too heavy. She shook her head and decided to lead him off easy. “I-I’m sorry…but I’m going to have to decline.”             “Darn! Then I’ll just have to fuck you the best I can right now while I can!” the male quickly lifted her up off the floor so that she was being fucked while in the air. Lucy felt his powerful hands underneath her arm pits to keep her up. The dick that was moving quickly in her ass was going overtime which made her legs jolt about. It felt so good to be held up like this. She wondered why her friends never did this to her? Lucy blushed madly when he started to carry her to the front of the store where customers or Natsu could see.             “W-What are you doing?!” she was a little scared, but also turned on. The girl felt her body be carried through the next room where she was sat down on a counter. Her legs were spread wide open with his dick now entering her exposed pussy. She was being held tightly with his cock penetrating her pink entrance. It felt so good from going from Doggy Style, to being held up, to now sitting on a counter. The girl was holding him tightly as her moaning became more wild and unexpected. “F-Fuck me harder! Fuck me harder!!”             Each second that passed felt like an eternity for the girl. It wasn’t because they were having sex in the front part of the store. Any customer that walked through the door would have front row tickets to the live sex scene that was currently taking place. Lucy’s face couldn’t be seen from the position she was in, but her clothing was a dead give away for Natsu, if he had been the one to enter. Luckily, nobody had stepped foot into the magic shop while he kept thrusting into her pink pussy. She believed that he was starting to grow weary because of how fast he kept pumping his cock inside of her. But it was more like he was saving the best for the final act. Lucy felt the man quickly pull her off the counter so that she was forced on the floor behind the counter. Someone had entered the shop at that time but didn’t take notice of the girl. The owner rammed his cock into Lucy’s mouth to keep her quiet during his exchange with the person.             “Hi, how can I help you?” the owner asked while Lucy continued to blow his dick like a good girl.             “I was wondering if you had this one item for sale? It’s a unique stone that glows when in the presence of dragons!” said the young male that was interested in the magic items.             “I’m sorry, I don’t think I have that right now. How about you come in next week? I’ll be sure to see if I can find it through some of my connections!” the man said, loving the fact that there was a young girl sucking his fat cock just beneath the counter’s view.             “A-Ah! Sorry to have bothered you with that. Thank you for letting me know! I’ll return in one week!” the young man said before leaving the store.             “That…was sexy.” he said as he looked down to watch the slutty girl gobble down on his wet dick. The owner was close to cumming again, but he wanted to do it while fucking her. That’s when he lifted her up from the floor once again. “One more time.”             Lucy couldn’t help but be tossed over the counter with her ass sticking out. It was a lovely butt with such great definition where her gray soaked panties were sticking out. The owner easily rammed his dick back into her pussy to keep thrusting. So much of her pussy juices were splashing out of her body once again as he continued to thrust into her body like a wild animal. Lucy was covering her mouth because it felt too damn good. All she wanted to do was scream out in pleasure, but that would alert everyone in the area that there was something going on. She decided to do her best and keep it in.             The owner bit down on his lip as he finally felt the relief of all his cum spilling into her body once more. It wasn’t as much as the first few times, but this one was quite special. He was leaning down so that his body was resting on her back. The man groped her ass a few times to enjoy the little interaction he had left with her. Slowly, he pulled his wet cock out of her pussy to enjoy the view of his cum, spilling out of her lips. Lucy was just too tired to say and do anything at this point. The owner pulled his dick back into his pants and went to retrieve something in the backroom.             “I believe this is yours?” he said softly while extending his hand out to give her the special golden key. “You’ve earned this sweetie.”             “T-Thank you so m-much.” Lucy was exhausted. She was spent due to how great he was in such little time. If only they had some more time together. He would probably have wrecked her ass and pussy, causing her body to become terribly sore and weak. “I-I’ll be sure to…c-come back and check your stock again.” Lucy said as she gripped the key tightly.             “I’m happy you enjoyed yourself. Please, do come back again rather soon.” he said before leaving to do more inventory.             Lucy was just laying on the counter with cum still spilling out of her pussy. She was rather enjoying the fact that someone older and more mature used her for sex. It was a nice change of pace. Something that she looked forward to again in the near future.

Chapter 13 - What If Lucy x Laxus x FemaleOC

Laxus knocked all of the bikinis off the table so that he could lay on top of it. The excited girl climbed on top of it again like she did with Mirajane, but she still had the lube bottle in her hand. She crushed the bottle with enough force so that his cock was covered in it. Lucy started to stroke his thick member to get the lube all over the surface. Laxus took a deep breath as the sexy woman lowered her ass down to the tip. It easily popped inside her butt without much effort. Lucy placed her hands on his chest to help balance her out as she lowered her waist. Laxus felt the tightness wrap around his cock when she sat down. She couldn’t believe that she was able to shove the entire dick inside her ass. Her pussy wasn’t able to handle the entire thing, nor her mouth. But it was such an accomplishing feeling to know that her ass could swallow his member up. The girl was so happy that she started to bounce her fat ass on him already. So much of the lube kept splashing around below. Laxus just pulled her down so that they could make out while she fucked him good.             Lucy continued to pound his dick with her powerful butt, even if he evidently came inside her already. Not wanting to end this sexual adventure too soon, she just kept pumping her butt on his dick with his cum mixed inside. Laxus was enjoying this dominant side of Lucy. She knew exactly what she wanted, and she wanted more of his fat dick. Laxus had took hold of her fat ass and spanked it a couple of times. This only excited the girl to keep bouncing on his lap. That was until an assistant walked in to catch the two in the act. The girl dropped her clipboard and fell to her knees. She didn’t know exactly who it was because of their legs and bouncing butt was covering their faces. The girl was instantly turned on by the sight, but she quickly grabbed her stuff and left the changing room. A second passed as the assistant clenched the clipboard against her large breasts. She was wondering why she ran out like she did just now. The curious sex session going on in the changing room needed to be stopped or else she’d lose her job. The woman opened the door once again to see the blonde woman really giving it her all for the man underneath. So much squishy sounds were coming from their bodies. The assistant coughed into her hand as she closed the door behind her. The couple couldn’t hear her little plea during their intense love making on the table. The worker was hesitant to apprehend the couple that was having indecent sex in the workplace, but the sight was still causing her legs to feel weak. Deep down, she wanted to feel what the blonde woman was feeling. So much stimulation was already coursing through her body. It had been quite some time since she had some sexual fun. The clipboard slipped out of her hand as it landed down on the floor. The loud clash stopped the couple from having sex. Lucy slowly turned around to finally notice a new face in the room. She didn’t recognize her at all, but the assistant knew exactly who it was.             “Lucy?! Lucy Heartfilia?!” The assistant rushed over to her idol while being star struck.             “Y-Yeah?” Lucy didn’t know how to respond while Laxus started to pump up into her ass again.             “I-I’m such a big fan of yours! I’m also a huge fan of N-Natsu too! W-Which this…isn’t Natsu…” the assistant looked rather glum to find her idol having sex with another man.             “W-Wait!” Lucy tried to climb off of Laxus, but his was making her body feel so good as it thrusted up her ass still.             “I-I’m sorry! I really s-should go!” the assistant said as she turned to leave.             The bottle of lube that was crushed earlier had left a puddle on the floor. It caused the woman to slip and fall along the bikini’s that were removed from the table earlier. The assistant rubbed her butt to feel the thick sticky substance that she mistook for cum. Lucy was able to finally climb off of Laxus to block the door with her naked body. The assistant slowly stood up to face her idol face to face.             “Please, let’s discuss what you walked into?” Lucy said with a cute smile.             “Y-You’re…fooling around with…Laxus? What about Natsu?” the assistant asked while adjusting her skirt a bit.             “Please, if you’re my fan. Could you keep this quiet?” Lucy took the woman’s hands into hers very softly.             “But…” the assistant could hear the man stroke his fat cock from behind as Lucy grew closer to her body.             “…join us.” Lucy offered.             “What?! I-I’m at work! P-Plus that’s just…wrong.” the woman said with a frown.             “Come on, I promise you’ll be in such a great mood after this! Come here!” Lucy said as she took the woman by her hand to face Laxus.             “Don’t be such a prude and join in on the fun. I bet you’ve never seen a cock like this before?” Laxus said as he stroked the thick rod in front of the assistant.             “I. . .” this was the first time she had felt such despair from the burning lust dwelling inside.             “Here, let me help you.” Lucy asked as she slowly began to unbutton the assistant’s clothing.             “W-W-Wait…” the assistant was feeling hot and ready for some love making, especially from Lucy.             “Wow, your breasts are as big as mine.” Lucy said as she allowed the tits to pop out of the white business top.             “I agree. I wonder how they feel?” the man said as she reached out to take one into his hand.             “Nn!” the woman was blushing madly as he kept groping her breast.             “She’s getting excited. Come here, why don’t we get more acquainted. What’s your name?” Laxus said while squeezing the nipple to tug a few times.             “A-Ah! I-I’m C-Crystal Velrox!” the woman said with a soft moan escaping her lips.             “Sexy name. I wonder what you taste like…” Lucy said as she trailed her fingers along the woman’s sexy hips.             The assistant woman was able to feel Lucy’s hands rub up her skirt in the back. Every so often she would trail her finger tips near the crevice of her ass. This sort of play was exciting the working woman to the point where she reached over and took the man’s fat cock into her hands. She started to stroke it gently while admiring the strength of it. The texture from the surface of his dick was to be worshiped, for she had never been in contact with a beast this thick before in her life. The wet lube was getting all over her hands as she slid the surface of her palm up to the head. The surface of the helm was rather thick to take into Crystal’s hands. Laxus was just enjoying the simplest touches that she was applying on his cock. The man sat on the table with his legs opened up. Crystal nearly let out a cute yelp when Lucy pressed her face up into her ass from underneath the business skirt. Crystal was protected with a layer of pantyhose and a black pair of panties. Lucy didn’t care about that since the scent of her ass was rather intoxicating. It reminded her of the time she went down on Levy when having sex with Gajeel in the shower. Lucy’s wet tongue kept licking up and down where the lips were hidden from the panties. Crystal nearly bent over so that it was easier for Lucy to get in there.             “It seems like you’ve chosen what you wanted?” said Laxus as he grabbed her arm to pull her closer to his dick.             “I-I’ll keep quiet…if you let me join you?” Crystal said as she continued to stroke his dick.             “I hope you’re prepared for some wild sex. Lucy, why don’t you have some fun with her while I rest up. I did cum a couple of times in you already.” Laxus said as allowed the beautiful blonde to take over.             “Mm~ I can entertain Crystal here until you’re ready.” Lucy said as she kissed the juicy ass with her eager lips.             “Ah!~” Crystal let out through a sensual moan.             Lucy gripped the fabric to the pantyhose where her ass was located. The woman then ripped it a couple of times so that her black panties were better in view from within the skirt. Lucy had started to kiss the cheeks while stroke the area where the clit was hidden. The assistant planted her hands down on Laxus’s legs while Lucy continued to make out with her butt. The girl was breathing rather heavily as the sensation built up inside her body. Crystal looked back to see only Lucy’s yellow hair sticking out from underneath her skirt. The longer Lucy spent down there, the more adjust she became within the dark. Crystal couldn’t take it any longer. The business woman slid one hand between her legs so that she could stroke the clit from the outside of her black panties. The moist substance was already being soaked up by the underwear due to how much she was leaking. Most of it was because of Lucy’s interaction with her butt, but the more she stroked her clit the more of her womanly sap was released from her pussy. The scent had changed which caught Lucy’s attention rather immediately. She quickly grabbed the panties and tugged them down to Crystal’s knees. The long strands of the liquid were connecting the lips to the panties. Lucy moved her head up so that her face was buried deep into her ass. The wet tongue was wiggling all along Crystal’s slit to taste the womanly juice. It wasn’t bitter, nor was it sweet. Lucy planted her hands firmly on the large ass in her face to keep her there. The more violently she licked the lips, the more Crystal lost strength in her legs.             “T-That technique is. . .too. . .g-good!” Crystal said through rapid breaths.             “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself right now. But prepare for my cock when it’s my turn. Cause I’m going to give you the same treatment as Lucy received earlier.” Laxus said while gently moving his fingers through her long black hair.             “I-I can’t…wait…” the lustful blush was growing on the maiden’s face.             “Good girl.” the man said.             “C-Can I…rub your dick?” Crystal was eyeing his fat cock while she was getting eaten by the famous Lucy Heartfilia.             “Oh? Trying to get me ready for your turn? Sure. Take it in your hand…or your mouth. I’m fine with it.” Laxus said as his cock instantly grew thicker in her view.             “Oh wow!” said Crystal as she took the dick back into her hands to stroke lovingly.             “You’re just eager to get rammed, aren’t ya?” Laxus could feel the sexual frustration that she was currently going through.             “It’s been…too…long since…I had any…fun.” Crystal let out a yelp again because of how well Lucy was twirling her tongue within her pussy.             “Then consider this a gift from us. Release your urges here in this room. Release everything.” Laxus said as he lowered her head so that the the tip of his dick slipped into her wet mouth.             “Mm?!” Crystal couldn’t fit a lot of it in her mouth, but she did her best to wiggle her tongue underneath the sensitive tip.             “Damn that feels good already.” Laxus said while petting her head gently.             Lucy pushed the woman’s legs open a little more so that her pussy was more exposed to be pleased. She really wanted to please her the best she could so that she could forget about telling Natsu about this. If word got out and Natsu heard, her life with him would be ruined. Lucy made it her mission to please the hell out of Crystal Velrox to keep her mouth shut. That’s why she was eager to do the things she learned through out the time with her female friends. Erza and Mirajane were the last two that had lesbian relations with her during their sexual encounters. Using what she learned from then, she is going to do her best to please Crystal with her mouth and fingers. The style that she was using with her tongue was unique in it’s own way. It was swirling around inside the entrance of the cute lips before popping out to give the woman’s clit some attention. Every time she did that, Crystal’s legs would weaken for a couple of seconds. She was basically sitting on Lucy’s face when that happened. Lucy honestly didn’t mind to have such a luscious fat ass sit on her face while she ate her out. Something about it was incredibly hot. The juices and saliva that were being created between them women had dropped down onto Lucy’s tits. She started to rub all over the surface of her large breasts to give it that special shine. Laxus was rather enjoying the fact that the horny assistant was talented with her mouth when it came to sucking. She might have rivaled Lucy in this area. It was at this point that Lucy came out from underneath the woman’s ass to get some fresh air. She gently pulled Crystal away from the cock to lock their lips together in a hot make out session. Crystal was carefully placed on the table beside Laxus while Lucy climbed on top of her. The women were really getting into it as their kisses became more sloppy and eventful. So much saliva was leaking from their lips as their tongues clashed against each other. Laxus was at the point to where he was rubbing himself while enjoying the sexy lesbian interaction between the girls on the table. Lucy was adamant about shutting the girl up about her affair with Natsu. If giving her the sexual thrill of being dominated by her Idol was what it took, then so be it. Lucy brought her hand up the skirt to slide her fingers inside the wet pussy. Crystal was so happy to experience something like this with her hero. Crystal wrapped her arms around Lucy’s slender waist to pull her closer to her body.             Laxus couldn’t help himself anymore. The man had prodded their bodies towards the end of the table. He had gripped the black pair of panties that were dangling around Crystal’s ankles. Laxus pulled them off to give them a quick whiff. The scent of a working woman was different when compared to Lucy. He tossed the panties to the back while adjusting his cock for their sexy bodies. The thing that was in his way was Crystal’s skirt. He leaned in closer as he gripped the clothing around the rim of her waist. The business woman felt her skirt being yanked off of her without causing any harm to her skin. Lucy was still fingering Crystal while sliding her tongue down her mouth during their intense kissing. So much clear juices kept leaking out from the girl’s pussy while she got finger fucked. Laxus opened their legs to pop the tip of his cock in between their naked bodies. Lucy was familiar with this position, but Crystal wasn’t. She felt the hot thick cock move up between their bodies when the head of it clashed along their clits. This sent such a relieving sexual presence up their bodies to prepare for the next step. Laxus gave Lucy’s ass a spank before he began thrusting between their wet slippery pussies.             Soft moans were being exchanged within the women’s mouths as their tongues continued to push against each other. Lucy had moved her hand up to cup one of Crystal’s tits to grope playfully. The heat was already building up in the room as sweat trailed down their bodies. It was hot outside already, so being hot in the tiny room was another thing that they had to go through. Laxus was fingering Lucy’s tight hole while ramming his cock between their lips. Lucy didn’t want to admit it, but she had already came when he stuck his finger deep inside her ass. But Laxus knew, cause his dick was covered in her lovely juices. The pussy juice along with the lube was enough to make it slippery for a little longer. Laxus was really getting into it now since the women broke up their kissing. So much moans were being created each time his cock rubbed against their sensitive clits. But it was probably time to show what Crystal was missing earlier. He had slowly pulled his dick back to aim the tip towards her lips. Some black trimmed pubic hair could be seen around the lips that Lucy must have missed when licking her good earlier. The man slowly pushed his heavy dick inside the woman’s pussy. The size caused Crystal to freeze in place with her legs tensing up. This was the biggest dick she had ever received inside her body. It had also been quite some time since she had sex in the first place, so she wasn’t as loose as Lucy. The tightness was already affecting Laxus when he tried to push into her a little deeper. He was only able to fit half of his dick inside. That was more than enough for him to enjoy the next part of his sexual advancing. Lucy started to feel the man’s abdomen smack against her ass when he thrusted into Crystal. The assistant woman below couldn’t believe how big it was when entering her body.             “S-So big!!” Crystal cried out.             “It’s okay sweetie! Just take deep breaths! Deep breaths! You’re going to really love it in a few seconds!” Lucy said to calm the woman down.             “H-How is this p-possible?!” the woman was still trying to understand how Lucy wasn’t torn up by his cock when he was fucking her in the ass earlier.             “I’m use to this so my body can handle him…somewhat. Trust me, after you adjust to his size…you’re going to crave this kind of fun every day.” Lucy said as she kissed the woman on the neck ever so gently.             “This..h-happened with you?” Crystal asked while Laxus started to thrust a little faster into her tight pussy.             “Yes…so please. Keep this little secret from Natsu?” said a nervous Lucy.             “Fine…I-I’ll k-keep this secret with me.” Crystal didn’t want to cause any kind of harm to her heroes.             “Thank you, Crystal. Do you want to keep kissing or…taste me?” Lucy asked while she kissed the girl’s neck once more.             “. . .taste?” Crystal was a bit confused, but Lucy took that as an answer instead.             Lucy carefully climbed off of the girl so that she could readjust herself in a new position. Crystal watched as Lucy lowered her ass down on top of her face. The wet juices from her cum was pressing against her lips while her nose was buried between Lucy’s fat ass cheeks. Crystal inhaled deeply before sliding her tongue up into the woman’s pussy. The cute way she wiggled it inside was giving Lucy butterflies in her stomach. Lucy had leaned in close to Laxus to start kissing the man. They were really enjoying their time with the new member that popped in out of no where. If Mirajane was here, there would be three women that Laxus would have to destroy with his cock to keep his reputation. Crystal began to moan into Lucy’s ass when Laxus pushed in more than 75% of his cock inside her body. It was a little painful at first because of her lack of sexual interactions in her life, but now she was adjusting to it. The harder he thrusted, the better it felt for Crystal to experience. She was sliding her tongue all along Lucy’s inner walls to taste the sweetness inside. So much of Lucy’s pussy sap came spilling out of the lips and into Crystal’s mouth. Crystal tried her best to lick up what she could, but most of it came spilling down the sides of her face and into her hair. Lucy wiggled her ass on Crystal’s face to tease herself. She felt rather sensitive with a woman’s tongue up inside her pussy. Even after cumming, Crystal kept licking it all up to not miss a spot. Laxus felt the lack of energy from Lucy’s kiss after that. She was probably ready to pass out from over exerting herself in such a short time. But he wasn’t going to let her get away. He still wanted to pump cum up her ass since they were interrupted earlier. The male took a deep breath as he kept thrusting faster into Crystal’s fresh young pussy. So much of her own juices kept splashing around his lower body each time he pushed inside with such force. Crystal’s legs were dangling around in the air because of how great he was causing her to feel. After this sexual act would finish, Crystal would enjoy the rest of her day on a high note. It’s possible that she would gain a new form of confidence in the small town to get laid more often like Lucy, but she didn’t know about Lucy’s other affairs with the Fairy Tail guild.             “Mm!” Crystal tried to speak but Lucy’s ass was still muffling her words.             “Oh? Getting tired of my pussy?” Lucy asked with a sad tone in her voice.             “Mm?!” Crystal shook her head while taking the fat ass into her hands to squeeze lovingly.             “I see. So you do love the way I taste? How naughty!~” Lucy’s blush grew as Crystal’s tongue technique changed for the better.             “I-I’m already about to cum inside her! It’s so tight…and hot…” said Laxus as his thrusting grew more intense with each pump.             “I-I think she’s c-close to c-cumming too! H-Her tongue is moving so c-crazy like inside me!!” Lucy was so close to releasing another shot of cum on Crystal’s face.             Everyone was at the brink of satisfaction as they continued to please each other. Crystal was the first one to release all the pent up sexual frustration that was stored inside her for the past couple of years. So much of it came spilling out of her pussy while the man continued to pump his dick into her wet hole. Laxus was the second one to cum. The man’s thrusting became rather broken because of how great it felt to have a tight pussy suck his dick in. Crystal moaned into Lucy’s ass when she felt the powerful hot pressure of Laxus’s creamy cum pour into her body. The heat had reached her tummy which was rather pleasant to experience. Lucy was focusing on the dick that kept thrusting into the pussy down below her. The sight of so much hot cum leaking out of her body was enough for her to hit her own climax. Lucy moaned out loud in such a sexy voice as another wave of the warm liquid came spilling into Crystal’s mouth. Crystal did her best to drink everything that landed in her mouth, but like before. The rest of the clear liquid came spilling all over her face and down into her hair. Lucy slowly climbed off of the girl’s face to see the damage that was done. Crystal had red cheeks with her hair drenched from the cum of a horny woman. Laxus popped his dick out of the woman’s tight pussy to watch the white cum pour out like a waterfall.             “Rather amazing that I can still release this amount after cumming so many times already.” he said to himself while admiring his work.             “That was I-incredible!” Crystal was breathing hard while laying beside Lucy on the table.             “Yeah? I enjoyed it too! You have such a way with your tongue.” Lucy said while wiping her fingers along her wet pussy to have a taste of herself.             “Alright, who’s next to get fucked in the ass?” Laxus said while stroking his hard dick.             “That sounds…so divine. Crystal? You ready for another one?” Lucy asked her new acquaintence.             “T-That would…end badly. His size would…tear me…” Crystal wasn’t wrong in that part.             “Do we have another bottle of lube in here?” Lucy asked as she glanced around the area.             “No. It was just one bottle and we used it all already.” Laxus said with his dick already pulsing into his palm for another round.             “How about I suck your dick? I’ll get it wet enough for you to pump into her ass little by little? Every few thrusts, you pull it out and put it in my mouth for me to suck? I’ll get it nice and wet, I promise!” Lucy said while licking her lips.             “It’s worth a try. But if her pussy was that tight in the beginning, then her ass will probably make me cum rather easily without much effort.” Laxus said as he placed his cock into Lucy’s mouth to start it off.             “Mm!?” it was a shame that she was only able to have the head inside her mouth only because of how big the entire thing was in size.             “Get it nice and wet with your tongue. You want Crystal to enjoy herself, right?” Laxus said with a sly smirk.             “Mm!” Lucy nodded as she did her best to wet the head.             Laxus carefully laid down on the table once again while Lucy continued to suck on the head. Crystal came over to help drench his dick with their saliva. Their tongues wiggled all along the helm of his cock. A few moment’s passed when his entire dick was covered in a heavy coat of saliva. Crystal was nervous, very nervous, when she squatted down on his cock. The tip was insanely big when compared to the tight hole between her cheeks. Lucy helped guide the girl down little by little until the head popped into her butt. Crystal froze in pain because of how thick his dick was inside. It was completely different when compared to her pussy. The pussy had a chance for less pain because it was constantly wet to allow the dick to move in. The ass was wet, but not as moist as the other hole. The woman in the torn pantyhose lowered herself the best she could until the pain shot up her body. That was a sign that she was moving too fast. Crystal popped his cock out of her butt so that Lucy could start sucking on it rapidly to get it nice and wet. Once it was ready, Crystal sat back down to have more of his dick push inside. A few minutes passed and she was finally able to have more than 50% of his thick dick inside her tight ass. Lucy held hands with her to help keep her balance straight.             “Damn…it’s so tight in here…” Laxus said as the woman began to bounce on his dick with her bubble butt jiggling.             “I-It hurts but…it-it also feels so good!” Crystal cried out while her tits bounced in Lucy’s view.             “It’s okay! The pain will go away and you’re going to love every second that comes next!” Lucy was rather excited to have another friend that craved dick like her.             “I-It’s so big!” Crystal cried out as she kept bouncing on his cock.             “Just focus on your rhythm. That will be the best medicine for you.” said Laxus as he loved the sight of her plump butt swallowing his cock from this view.             “Y-Yes sir!” she was use to saying that to demanding men in her life, due to her professionalism.             “Oh? That’s kind of hot. You look sexy as hell with your ass eating my dick. Dirty girl, you like that don’t you? Knowing your ass is swallowing up my cock each time you sit back down on it?” Laxus was trying to get her riled up to enjoy more of it.             “Y-Yeah! I-I’m a dirty girl!” Crystal responded when Lucy moved in to kiss the girl once again.             The women were back to making out again while Crystal Velrox was bouncing her fat ass all over his lap. The sound of her ass clashing against his legs grew louder the more she got into the activity. It was true that the pain melted away so that only pleasure was coursing through her entire body. The heat in the room was causing their bodies to shine from the sweat that built up over time. The shiny gleam on her ass was helping Laxus grow more in tune with cumming again. He knew he wasn’t going to last that long with her because of how tight her ass was to begin with. Lucy was adamant about making Crystal have the time of her life so that she would keep this secret with her. If Crystal demanded to join in on another sexual adventure with her, she would of gladly accepted it. But this was the best scenario for today. Laxus came into her ass rather quickly which nearly caused the woman to faint due to how much her body endured in just thirty minutes. Lucy helped lay the girl down on the table to rest before she climbed onto the thick dick to take a turn. Since he just came inside Crystal, he was possibly ready to go again for another longer run with Lucy.             It took about fifteen minutes for Laxus to cum inside Lucy’s ass because of how used and abused his dick felt. Even before Crystal joined in on the fun, he had to entertain Mirajane as well. After Lucy experienced his delicious cum inside her ass, Mirajane returned to the room to find that the door was locked. It didn’t take her long to open it and find a unfamiliar face in the sexual mess. Lucy explained the situation to her friend while jerking Laxus off with Crystal’s help. Mirajane, had rather bad news for the missing assistant. The news was that she was in major trouble for missing out on work. Crystal quickly buttoned her shirt and slid her skirt back on, but forgot about her black panties. She really didn’t want to leave the room because she was still rather horny for more fun.             “C-Can we do this again? Not now, but like…in the future?” Crystal asked as she combed her fingers through her long wet black hair that smelled like Lucy’s pussy.             “Come to me whenever you want to have some fun.” Lucy said with a playful wink.             “Really?” this happy news lifted Crystal’s spirit.             “Sure! It was fun and great practice! Now go before you lose your job!” Lucy said as the business assistant darted out of the room to find her boss.             “Was that wise? What if Natsu finds out about you from her?” Mirajane asked while slowly sitting down on Laxus’s hard cock for her turn.             “He won’t find out. Crystal said she’d never tell anyone about today. I-I believe her. Also, she’s kind of cute.” Lucy blushed when she remembered having her pussy eaten out by her.             “Whatever. Let’s continue this little sex session before it’s time to leave.” Laxus said while Mirajane pounded into his cock like a hungry slut.             “Y-Yes!!” Mirajane cried out happily to finally get some release because of the long photo-shoot.

Chapter 12 - Lucy x Mirajane x Laxus

The sun was blazing and the heat was rising in the area where the Fairy Tail guild was located. On the mission to beat the heat, Lucy had decided to head to the river to cool off. Before she was able to actually leave her home, Natsu had dragged her back to bed for another round of love making. Lucy didn’t dislike this part of Natsu, but it was too hot for any kind of physical activities together. Lucy was able to break free from the horny dragon by stuffing some left over meat in his face. Natsu immediately started to eat it like a dog that was given a bone. The girl hopped out of the little house with her bikini placed safely in her bag. She was wearing a set of blue tights with a matching tube top that helped pop her breasts out. Every little movement she made when walking had caused her booty and breasts to bounce along with her step. The girl was walking down towards the river’s location when she bumped into Mirajane. She must have had the same idea because she was already wearing a cute white bikini with a skirt covering some of her legs. The women were lost in thought when Juvia and Erza were seen from across the field. They were proudly wearing skimpy swimsuits that caused Lucy to stop in her tracks. There was no way she could defeat them with the type she brought with her. Then again, why was she so interested in beating them with her looks? Mirajane was a little concerned as to why she was being pulled towards the closest clothing store by Lucy.             A couple of minutes passed when they entered the little building. Something was going on inside because most of the place was shut off from the locals. Lucy, being curious as to why this was happening, had snuck past some of the little guards to find a batch of camera’s and lights set up in the back. The woman lit up with shiny stars circling around her head. Mirajane broke through the group of people to find her friend gawking at some of the sets by the walls. The air inside the building was cool and rather refreshing, so she didn’t mind staying in there for a while longer. Mirajane looked over to notice a familiar blonde standing in the corner. His large stature was easily compared to the other smaller males in the building. Laxus Dreyar was onlooking the crowd with his eyes glaring with small sparks appearing. Mirajane walked over to see what he was doing while Lucy was bugging one of the workers involved with the project.             “For the last time, what do you want blondie?” the camera man asked while performing maintenance with the machine.             “What’s this for?! Some kind of modeling scene?! Can I be part of it?!” Lucy was adamant in being part of the project.             “Hey! Easy there little lady! I’m not the one in charge of this place. I just take the pictures.” he said.             “Oh? Well, who is in charge?” she asked while taking a step away from him.             “That’s the Boss-Man! He’s over there talking to that cute slender girl by the scary large man.” he pointed over to where Laxus and Mirajane were.             “Oh?! My friends are talking to the Boss-Man?! Lucky!” Lucy started to sprint over to where they were.             “Lucy! This is the Chairman for the Photo-shoot that’s going on today. He was interested in us the moment we walked in the building.” Mirajane said while leaning against Laxus, who was confused as to why she was doing that.             “Really?! You need us to model for you?!” Lucy asked with her eyes lighting up.             “Yes. If that’s not a problem? I can pay you two a good price while letting you try on some of our new fashion designs of bikinis! What do you say?” said the good looking gentlemen in sunglasses.             “YES! WE’LL DO IT!” Lucy said with such excitement.             “W-We will?” Mirajane wasn’t exactly thrilled about it.             “Come on! Please? We haven’t done anything this fun together in a while now. Will you model with me?” Lucy asked her friend while taking her hands into her own.             “I. . .” a dark blush appeared on Mirajane’s face when looked up to meet with Laxus’s gaze.             “Go a head. You’ll be safe. I’m running security detail for the next few hours.” Laxus said to the woman.             “Y-You’ll be watching us?” the blush grew darker as Mirajane scooted a little away from him.             “I have too. There’s a lot of perverts ready to try and get some time alone with you girls once you’re wearing those outfits.” the man said.             “O-Okay. Let’s do it.” Mirajane said softly.             “Yay!~” Lucy was too excited about this.             Laxus was standing by the wall while the women were modeling the bikini’s for the photo-session. Every time they put on a new set of bikini’s, his lust started to break within his mind. The way their beautiful asses kept swallowing the back of the bikinis. Their large juicy breasts nearly popping out of the small tops. Lucy knew exactly what she was doing when she bent over to show more of her voluptuous buttocks for the camera. Mirajane was doing her best to look sexy, but Lucy had more experience in that department. But that didn’t stop her from performing certain slow movements that rivaled a belly-dancer. The camera lights kept flickering over and over due to the constant shots they were obtaining. Laxus had looked down to notice his cock was already bulging out of his pants. He decided to sit down on a chair so that nobody would notice the hard on his was concealing. It was their fault he was going through something like this. They should be the ones to help relieve his dick, especially Lucy. She was always up for the challenge. The young man scoffed while staring directly at their delicious bodies on display.             The final scene came into play as Lucy walked onto the stage with a sexy black bikini. The darkness that covered her pussy and her nipples was an instant turn on for everyone that was in the building. Mirajane was wearing the opposite color version, white, when she stepped up to stand beside her friend. They were holding hands while arching their backs to pump their butts in the air. That was the final straw for Laxus. The large man stood up and walked over to the changing room where they would be entering soon enough since the session was basically over. He decided to step into one of the changing booths inside of the room and await for his time to come.             “That’s a wrap! Beautiful work! You two were just magical!” said the man in charge.             “That was so much fun! I could totally become a model!” said Lucy as she hopped off the stage to address the older man.             “Did you enjoy it too, Ms. Strauss?” he said while helping Mirajane down from the stage.             “I did. Though it was a little nerve wracking. But it was fun to do something with my friend here.” said Mirajane.             “Maybe I’ll jot you two down for another shoot later today? Would you two be interested in trying that out?” he asked with a smile.             “YES!” Lucy was already excited for it.             “Excellent! Now, you two may go change in the changing room back there. My assistant will come in to reclaim the bikinis in a little while. So don’t take too long. Once again, good work today!” the Boss-Man said before leaving to discuss something with the cameramen.             “Let’s go change so we can head to the river!” Lucy said with a smile.             “Yes, let’s change.” Mirajane followed her friend into the small one.             Upon entering the room, they found the rest of their bikinis scattered along the table that was placed in the middle. The assistant must have just tossed everything on the table after they were done modeling with them. Lucy lifted up the cute red one with black outlines on the sides. She was wondering when these would go on sale so she could get a pair for herself. But something in the corner of her eye caught her attention. It was thick, meaty and wet. Lucy turned around to see Mirajane was already changing out of her bikini by removing the top. She tapped the girl’s arm to get her attention.             “What’s up?” Mirajane asked with her breasts jiggling.             “Lock the door. I think we just found a delicious snack.” Lucy said with a playful wink.             “W-What?” Mirajane turned over to notice the lock cock sticking out of the curtains of the changing booth.             “Lock the door. I’m gonna inspect it.” Lucy said happily as she walked over to the dazzling dick that was pulsating madly.             “W-What if it’s a creepy stranger?! A fan that wanted to get us alone and…r-rape us?!” Mirajane was right to worry, but something about the dick made Lucy feel comfortable.             “It’ll be okay. We’re both powerful women of Fairy Tail! Come here.” Lucy said while Mirajane locked the door for the moment.             The blonde woman got down on her knees so that she could kiss the tip of the large cock hanging down in front of her. The taste was familiar, but the size was a dead give away. She knew exactly who it belonged too, but she didn’t want to let Mirajane figure it out so quickly. Lucy took Mirajane’s hand and helped guide her down by her side. The women were staring at the large cock with some of it’s pre-cum leaking out from the tip. Lucy forced Mirajane’s hand to wrap around the shaft, but it was so large she couldn’t do it. Mirajane easily pulled her hand back when Lucy shot up to take the head into her mouth to please. Lucy wasn’t so much into having sex earlier with Natsu do to the unbearable heat, but the coolness in the room was fixing that problem rather quickly. Mirajane leaned in a little closer so that she was able to lick and suck on the bottom part of the shaft. She was cautious, but also a little turned on while having the cute white bikini bottom’s still on.             Laxus on the other end of the curtain was enjoying the little licking and sucking his cock was receiving. He wanted to impale them both with his magical cock, but that would be too reckless. So he decided to let them play with it at first while trying to figure out who it belonged too. Lucy released her mouth from the tip of his dick to see the long strands of saliva connecting them together. Mirajane easily shot up to try and take the head in along since the entire thing was too big to deep throat. The women kept taking turns in sucking on the head while their tongues wiggled along the helm. This was sending little sensations of pleasure up the large man’s body. The girls eventually started to stroke the shaft together to help relieve some of it’s tension.             Wet, sticky and thick was the best way to describe Laxus’s large cock right now. So much of his pre-cum had been used as a special lube to make it juicy looking. Lucy would trail her tongue all around the fat tip to make it tingle. The man was very close to just ramming it into her mouth, but that’s the only part that would fit. She would choke if he tried to put more of it inside. But he took a deep breath and accepted what was being done to him for now. It wasn’t bad, just overstimulating. Mirajane lowered her head a tad bit to trail her tongue towards the fat balls that were hanging down. The taste was rather unique and familiar. After sucking on one of the balls for a moment, she recognized who it was and immediately backed away. Lucy noticed her acting shy but she continued to nibble on the tip of the dick. The girl grabbed hold of his cock and tugged on it. It was enough force to pop Laxus out from behind the curtain.             “I knew it!” Lucy said while tugging on his cock some more.             “Heh, took you long enough. What now? Going to stop?” the man said while crossing his arms in front of his chest.             “As if? I’m just getting started! I mean, we’re just getting started! Right, Mirajane?” Lucy said while removing the black top to expose her large tits.             “S-She’s right. We’re going to…continue.” Mirajane swallowed the rest of his taste before lowering herself down to the floor again to take his shaft into her hands to stroke.             “Now that’s what I’m talking about! I think it’s about time we get to the fun stuff.” Laxus said as he walked over to the table to sit on.             “What do you have in mind?” Lucy asked him.             “Sit on my dick and ride it for now. Mirajane, come here.” the man said with his cock aiming up high between his legs.             “Sounds great!” Lucy said as she ran over to climb up the table.             Lucy took her time to lower her fat ass down on his cock. The large helm of his dick was swallowed instantly by her lips the moment she slid her black bikini bottoms to the side. The tight sensation was rather welcoming for him since it’s been quite a while. The last time they were together was at the river on the bench. That was a great morning after the orgy, but this was about to top it. He was going to spend time with two amazing and beautiful women. The man felt Lucy slowly bop her ass up and down on his cock to start things off. Mirajane did as she was told and stood beside them with her cute tits exposed in the open. Laxus pulled her in closer so that his lips were pressing against hers. The random romantic gesture made her weak in the knees as he slid his tongue into her moist mouth. Laxus moved his free hand down her slender back until it reached her peachy ass. He took hold of one of the cheeks to give it a couple of squeezes. Mirajane was able to feel his hand slide down into the white bikini to take hold of her ass this time. The middle finger kept rubbing around the tight hole that was hidden between the cheeks. Lucy reached over to take Mirajane’s attention by pulling her closer. Their lips met with their tongues swirling around against each other. Laxus was still cupping Mirajane’s ass while Lucy kept bouncing on his cock.             “Damn, this feels too good.” Laxus muttered under his breath.             “Yeah?! You like it…when I land…on your cock with my big ass?” Lucy knew what she was doing when asking him that question.             “Hell yeah! You’re not even sitting all the way on it and it feels amazing. Can’t wait to fuck that ass too.” the man said while his free hand went up to take hold of Lucy’s breast to grope.             “I can’t wait for that e-either!” Lucy said when a couple of whimpering moans escaped from her cute face.             “I-I’m next.” Mirajane said as she continued to kiss Lucy.             “Oh, yes you are my dear. I’m going to get you from behind next.” Laxus said with his eyes narrowing from the enjoyable pleasure he was experiencing.             The women kept kissing each other rather erotically with their hands roaming around to feel each other up. This was the most lesbian stuff they’re done together since the orgy, but it was different this time. Laxus had sex with Mirajane for a little while that night and she immediately knocked out like Cana and Lucy did. Lucy has grown somewhat accustomed to his size so she’s baring through it with such ferocity. Mirajane on the other hand is still a little knew to his sexual methods. There was a huge possibility that he was going to knock her out when he went into full beast mode with his powerful dick.             “Alright…time to switch…” Laxus said as he easily lifted Lucy off of his dick.             But instead of them getting ready to move on to the next phase, Lucy went down and placed his cock back into her mouth to suck on. Laxus couldn’t do anything because she locked her mouth over the head and started to swirl her tongue all along it. The powerful sensation was causing his muscles to react and retract which evidently made the grip on Mirajane’s ass go overboard. The middle finger slipped right into her ass which made the girl scream out for just that moment. Lucy knew that scream was loud enough for someone to hear it outside, but she didn’t care. She just wanted to suck the goodness out of his dick and drink it all up. That was when Laxus took hold of her head and easily pried her off of it. The girl just smiled cutely with some pre-cum dripping down from her lips.             “You’re a selfish one for my dick. Bad girls like you will be punished soon enough.” Laxus said while standing up, fully naked since the beginning.             “P-Punish? L-Like how?” Lucy was intrigued.             “You’ll find out soon enough. Mirajane, bend over on the table. It’s your turn.” the man said with his cock pulsing.             “O-Okay.” Mirajane was nervous, but ready.             Carefully placing her palms against the cool table, Mirajane propped her butt up a little higher since the man was so much taller than her. Laxus stood behind the girl with the tip of his cock brushing up and down between her thick cheeks. He gave her a light spank which caused a soft yelp to escape her lips. Lucy came over to stroke his dick a few times just to keep it nice and plump for her friend. Laxus leaned in closer so that his lips met with Lucy’s. They began to kiss each other when the man’s massive cock slowly pushed into Mirajane’s pussy that was already soaking wet. The white bikini bottom was still on, but it was stuffed to the side to reveal her lips. Laxus was careful to not go all out in the beginning. He planted his hands firmly on Mirajane’s ass to hold it still. A few moments passed as his speed began to gradually increase. Her wet pussy was already spilling out juices the harder he pumped into her body. Mirajane was doing her best to keep herself up against the table, but the power he was performing in the back was a bit too much. Lucy was still in the middle of making out with him while his lower body thrusted fast and hard. The blonde’s hands would trail around his muscular chest, then down to his abdomen where his hard dick was located. She kept gripping his fat sack in her palms while sticking her tongue into his mouth.             Soft whimpers kept escaping the woman’s lips as she was railed from behind. The palms were sliding across the surface because of the sweat that was building up along her body. The room was rather small so the heat was picking up. There wasn’t much air condition in this area, but they were going to fight through it. Laxus was really enjoying his time as a security watch figure now that he was able to get some other reward besides money. To have alone time with two sexy girls in his guild was amazing. Lucy was a girl he fucked a couple of times already, but Mirajane was the cherry on top. Her innocent nature in this field was what made it better. Laxus then slapped her ass a little harder which caused the cheek to jiggle around and turn red. Mirajane liked that a little too much. She would look back at the man to see his hand raise up again. The second spank he performed on her ass was so thrilling. She nearly came from just that, but his dick burrowing in deeper and harder was what caused her legs to go weak. Lucy leaned in closer so that she was able to slide a finger inside Mirajane’s butt. The tightness around her finger was satisfying to experience. Mirajane was too absorbed in the moment that she didn’t notice the little finger inside her dirty hole. The women leaning against the table cried out as her heavy flow released all over his dick and the floor below. Lucy watched as Mirajane’s legs gave out and she fell to the floor, breathing heavily.             “Wow. You took her strength away.” Lucy said while stroking the man’s dick in her hands.             “I’m so close to cumming. Lucy, get her on the table and get on top. I’m going to cum between you two.” Laxus ordered with his dick being pulled away from her touch.             “YES!” Lucy immediately helped Mirajane off the wet floor.             Mirajane was laying on top of the bikinis while Lucy was climbing on top of her body. Their large breasts were pressing against each other when the blonde leaned down. Lucy initiated the kiss which had the girls interlock their fingers together. Laxus grabbed hold of their lower bodies to yank them closer to the edge of the table. He already pushed his cock in between their pussies so that their clits were able to feel it at the same time. This was an amazing experience to cherish together. This wasn’t Lucy’s first time going through this kind of thing, but it was for Mirajane. The girls continued to kiss each other when Laxus started thrusting. His hot wet cock was rubbing against their clits which sent spastic shots of pleasure through their bodies. It always felt amazing to have the tip of his fat cock hit their clit since there was a crevice between the helm and shaft. The faster he thrusted, the more they felt the stimulating sensation build up between their legs. Laxus had already started spanking Lucy’s fat ass to watch it jiggle around. Looking along the table, he had found some sort of Lubrication that was probably used for photo shoots. It helped boost the shininess of the skin for the pictures. He grabbed the little bottle and aimed it down to Lucy’s fat juicy ass. The cold clear liquid landed on her butt which caused her to jolt about. He used his hand to smear it all over her ass to make it shiny. Some of the lube landed on his cock which instantly made it feel better when thrusting between their bodies.             The friction was gone and the sounds of the wet goop being churned between their bodies was so satisfying. Mirajane was already close to cumming again because of how fast he was thrusting. The man grabbed the bottle of clear lube again to spray it all along his dick and their pussies. He helped spread it around with his fingers. Sometimes they would enter Lucy’s and Mirajane’s pussy because of how slippery the lube made the entrances. Laxus had pulled his cock out and ram it back in, which at times would cause the dick to slide inside one of their tight holes. The lube made it more accessible for his shiny cock to slide in nearly all the way. Mirajane was the first one to experience nearly 80% of his dick being rammed inside her body. The muscles around her pussy and ass tensed up, which normally would stop him in his tracks. But the help of the lube caused his dick to easily move in and out of her without stopping. Mirajane’s tongue wiggled inside Lucy’s mouth until she passed out from being overstimulated. This was what Lucy was expecting when they were getting his cock, but she lasted longer than expected. Laxus pulled his dick out of the unconscious girl’s pussy and rammed it deep inside Lucy’s. This is what she was waiting for. To receive so much of his fat cock without much restrictions. Lucy was still kissing the woman below while getting rammed from behind. Her juicy lubed ass was jiggling about after each powerful impact she received from his massive cock. Laxus nearly bit his lip when the heavy flow of cum came spilling into her vagina. Lucy’s face was red with satisfaction when his hot cream filled her up. The man slowly pulled out to watch the white waterfall leak out of her lips. He gave her butt one more spank with his cock which left a streak of cum across her cheek. Lucy looked back at the man with such a gaze upon her face.             “That…was amazing..” Lucy said as she wiped the lube along her ass.             “Yes, I agree. Now, what are we going to do next? She passed out.” the man said as he stroked his cock.             “Why not let her rest? I could go another round…but in my ass.” Lucy said as she rubbed the lube along her tiny hole.             “We were lucky to have this bottle in here. It might help my cock go in your ass without holding back. I’m getting excited already.” the man said as he gripped the bottle in his hand.             “I should start buying that stuff..” Lucy said while licking her lips seductively.             KNOCK KNOCK             “I’m sorry to disturb you ladies, but we would like to have you come out for another photo shoot. It’s already been 30 minutes. If you’d like, we could have Mirajane come out first. The Boss-Man was really digging the white bikini look she portrayed.” said one of the female assistants outside the door.             “O-Okay! I-I’ll let her know right away!” Lucy started to slap her friend a few times to try and wake her up.             “. . .”             “Crap. She’s out! Is there a way we can wake her up?” Lucy said as she continued to shake the naked girl’s body around.             “I have an idea.” Laxus said with his finger digging deep into her pussy.             A small low charge of electric sparks shot up into her pussy which immediately woke the woman up. Mirajane was breathing heavily with a terrified look on her face. Lucy had explained what was happening with the photo-shoot people. The girl quickly hopped off the table to find the white top she took off earlier. Mirajane was a little upset that she was going to miss out on some more sexy fun, but she had already came a few times. If she was going to continue this stuff any longer, her body might just shut down again because of how powerful Laxus’s fat cock was with her. Mirajane waved at her friends before exiting the room to meet up with the assistant outside. The assistant was a little puzzled why she had so much lube on her legs and ass. The older woman started to rub the lube and white stuff all over her legs and abdomen to make her shiny. The white stuff was figured to be sunscreen, even though it was hot jizz that Laxus made recently.             “Alright, so what now?” Laxus asked with his dick already hard again.             “I have an idea. It’s been awhile too.” Lucy took the lube bottle and squirted it all along her large tits.             “What are you doing?” he asked.             “Going to give you a tit-job.” Lucy said as she got down on her knees to press her breasts together.             “Damn, it’s been awhile. Alright, go ahead.” he said with his eyes closing.             The woman placed his fat cock in between her large breasts. The oily lube substance was already make his dick feel great where it was currently at. Lucy had large juicy titties, but his cock was bigger when compared. She was able to give Natsu and Gajeel tit jobs without any hassle, but his was something insane to compare. If she didn’t have the lube on his cock and her tits, he probably wouldn’t have felt as great as he did right now. Lucy would lick the tip every so often to stimulate his penis. She kept swirling her tongue along the helm each time she stroked his member with her breasts. Strands of lube was connecting her breasts and his dick together like their sticky cum. The man gently placed his hand on the back of her head to lower her down. This helped push his dick into her mouth so that she was able to suck on the tip. The lube wasn’t tasty at all, but she was worked past it. Her tongue kept wiggling under the sensitive head while her hands began to stroke his cock and balls. The lubrication was helping her hands glide along the fat shaft. The sack was being massaged in her hands like a brand new bag of marbles. The girl kept sucking on his head until his heavy hot cum started to shoot out. Lucy eagerly sucked up what she could and swallowed it down.             “Dirty slut.” Laxus said while gently sliding his hand along her cute face.             “I’m proud of it.” she said with a giggle.             “Good. Cause now it’s time to fuck that tight ass.” said Laxus.             “R-Really?!” Lucy was too excited to get fucked in her favorite tight hole.             Laxus knocked all of the bikinis off the table so that he could lay on top of it. The excited girl climbed on top of it again like she did with Mirajane, but she still had the lube bottle in her hand. She crushed the bottle with enough force so that his cock was covered in it. Lucy started to stroke his thick member to get the lube all over the surface. Laxus took a deep breath as the sexy woman lowered her ass down to the tip. It easily popped inside her butt without much effort. Lucy placed her hands on his chest to help balance her out as she lowered her waist. Laxus felt the tightness wrap around his cock when she sat down. She couldn’t believe that she was able to shove the entire dick inside her ass. Her pussy wasn’t able to handle the entire thing, nor her mouth. But it was such an accomplishing feeling to know that her ass could swallow his member up. The girl was so happy that she started to bounce her fat ass on him already. So much of the lube kept splashing around below. Laxus just pulled her down so that they could make out while she fucked him good.             Lucy continued to pound his dick with her powerful butt, even if he evidently came inside her already. Not wanting to end this sexual adventure too soon, she just kept pumping her butt on his dick with his cum mixed inside. Laxus was enjoying this dominant side of Lucy. She knew exactly what she wanted, and she wanted more of his fat dick. Laxus had took hold of her fat ass and spanked it a couple of times. This only excited the girl to keep bouncing on his lap. That was until an assistant walked in to catch the two in the act. The girl dropped her clipboard and fell to her knees. She didn’t know exactly who it was because of their legs and bouncing butt was covering their faces. The girl was instantly turned on by the sight, but she quickly grabbed her stuff and left the changing room. Lucy and Laxus were too absorbed in the moment that they continued to power through. The thought of being caught wasn’t that big, until Natsu came to mind. Lucy quickly hopped off of Laxus’s cock to run to the door. She immediately locked it and ran back. The girl started to suck on the tip a few times to taste the cum that was released earlier in her butt. After cleaning it off, she climbed back on and sat back down on the shaft. It was as if she never stopped bouncing on his lubed member. Laxus reached up to squeeze her titties. The nipples were rather sensitive for some reason. This caused the girl to release her wave of hot cum all over the table and his cock. Instead of stopping, she just kept going like the lustful whore she became. The man was feeling his dick already getting ready to burst again.             “G-Gonna cum for me again?!” Lucy was loving the fact that she was in charge this time.             “Tch…” the man was holding on the best he could to make it last.             “Cum! Cum for me! Cum for Lucy!” she said while grinding down on his dick with her shiny wet ass.             “F-Fine! I’m g-gonna cum already! Damn!” he said while gripping her breasts a little tighter.             “YES!!” she moaned out loud.             So much of his satisfied cum kept pumping into her tight ass. It was possibly the most she had experienced with him before during their times together. Lucy slowly laid down on his body when she pulled his dick out of her butt. She was doing her best to keep the hot cum stored inside, but it was leaking out little by little. Laxus just held her close to his body as he took her ass in his hand. He loved how slimy and wet it felt in his palm.             Knock Knock             “Lucy? You have a phone call from a Natsu? The phone in there is being directed to him.” said one of the other assistants.             “T-Thank you!” Lucy said as she quickly climbed off the table to reach the phone.             “Lucy?! Hey! I thought you were heading to the river?! I heard from Erza and Juvia that you were seen with Mirajane!” Natsu said with a confused voice over the phone.             “A-Ah! We were heading to the river but it was so hot. We decided to new swim s-s-suits..” Laxus had pushed his cock into her ass while she was on the phone, something Lucy didn’t expect to happen while on the phone with her lover.             “You okay? You sound strange.” Natsu said as his woman was fucked in the ass by a friend.             “Y-Y-Yes! I-I’m just so hot still….I-…I need to rest up today after the p-photo shoot.” Lucy said while fighting the urge to moan over the phone.             “Photo shoot? I thought you were buying swimsuits?” Natsu was still confused.             “M-Mirajane and I were asked to model some n-new bikinis! S-She’s continuing it right now w-while I’m relaxing in the c-changing room.” Laxus kept pounding her ass a little harder now while holding by the hips.             “Oh. Oh okay. Say, I was wondering something. Do you want to go out for dinner tonight? I was thinking that one special restaurant you like?” Natsu said cheerfully.             “Y-Yeah?! I-I’d really l--love that! J-Just give me so-some more time! I think I’m n-next in l-line for the second half of the p-photo shoots!” Lucy had to cover her mouth to hold in her moans while she was getting fucked hard in the ass.             “Oh okay. Then, I’ll be waiting at home for you! Work hard Lucy! I know you’ll look great in those bikinis!” Natsu said happily.             “T-Thank you sweetie! I-I’ll be home soon!” Lucy said before hanging up the phone.             The phone fell off the receiver because of how hard she was being rammed from behind. Her body was pressed against the wall with her wet ass being spanked time and time again.This was the roughness she was craving earlier, but it never happened. But the only thing that was running in the back of her mind was if Natsu heard her moaning or the sounds of her being fucked. She was afraid that he learned something through that phone call. The girl lowered her head and just decided to accept it. If he found out and left her, she would still have this part of her life. The part that sends such excitement through her body. Having a powerful dick pound her tight hole while she was forced to stay quiet about her current activities was kind of hot. Almost getting caught again like at the river where Natsu nearly spotted her. Maybe it was another fetish for her to accept. To be nearly caught by people while getting dick from her friends. Laxus pulled her head back a little so that he could kiss her lips passionately.             The woman loved how forceful he was with her sexy body. He pulled his dick out from her butt and lifted her up into his arms. She was now facing him with her legs danging down by his sides. Laxus pinned her against the wall again so that her back had something to lean on. He adjusted his cock so that it would enter her pussy instead of her butt this time. Lucy wrapped her arms around his neck to stabilize herself from falling down. Once she was settled, Laxus planted his hands against the wall to focus on his thrusts. He was fucking her like a wild beast in the woods. So much of his dick went inside her tight pussy. She thought that he was going to move her insides around because of how powerful his thrusts were in the first place. But it felt amazing. She loved it. She craved for this kind of sex. Elfman and Laxus were the only ones that could make her feel like this. If, If only she could have both of these Monster Cocks together at the same time. Lucy was plotting for something in the future that involved both of the men with the biggest cocks.             “You look…like you’re plotting…something.” he asked while plowing harder than before.             “I- I was t-thinking that…I-I could t-take you and E-Elfman on at the s-same time!” Lucy said through the quick thrusts.             “Elfman!? What the hell does he have to do with me?!” Laxus said with a little bit of jealousy.             “Y-You two have t-the biggest dicks…in the guild…” she was being truthful while getting pumped by his powerful dick.             “OH? So you’re going to be m-more of a whore and take us on? Tch. Fine. I’ll take that challenge!” Laxus said with his dick nearly ramming all the way inside her pussy.             “N-Nn!” it was a little too much for her.             “Sorry. I didn’t mean to go that far.” Laxus said while brushing her bangs out of her face.             “I-It’s okay. I think it’d b-be a great day with us three…” she said with a cute smile.             “I’ll think about it.” the man said while pumping faster into her leaking pussy.             “Thanks, Laxus.” she said while holding onto him tighter as he thrusted in an amazing rhythm.             Lucy was laid down on the floor with him climbing on top of her body. He was still thrusting into her pussy like a rapid beast in heat. The lube was starting to wear off, so the easy thrusting was slowing down. He was still able to fit most of his cock into her pussy, but it was more noticeable on both ends. Lucy was just enjoying the idea of having him gradually push more into her body little by little. But that was until his hot cum came pouring into her pussy. So much of his semen easily filled her up. The corners of her lips below had leaked out most of the cum that escaped. Laxus slowly pulled his cock out of her body to watch it spill out of her like milk. Lucy was breathing hard on the floor, trying to catch her breath. The girl was happy to have experienced something like this on a hot and gross day. The man stood up and walked over to get his clothes from the changing booth. He slid his shirt on first with his dick still hanging low. Lucy snuck over to the changing booth to stick her head through it. Laxus felt something wet hit the tip of his member below. It was Lucy. She took most of his soft cock into her mouth to suck on since it wasn’t as big as it was when enlarged. Lucy was exploiting the fact that she could deep throat his cock in this form. She didn’t have much time to suck on it because the longer she took, the easier his cock would grow in size and get stuck in her throat. The girl sucked what she could to release the rest of his cum from the shaft and balls. Laxus patted the girl’s head like a good pet when she pulled away from it.             “Such a good girl you are. Maybe I’ll sneak over to the restaurant and fuck you in the bathroom.” the man said with a sly smirk.             “Y-Yeah?” Lucy was intrigued by the idea.             “Yeah. Spend time with your lover boy. Then come to the restaurant to have some desert with that dirty mouth.” Laxus said while brushing his finger tips along her lips.             “. . .” Lucy was excited about that, but she didn’t want to get caught by Natsu, not yet, if it were to happen.             “M-Maybe next time. T-Think about what I asked earlier.” Lucy said with a playful wink.             “Elfman.” he said under his breath.             “You’ll never regret it.” Lucy said softly as she crawled out of the booth to find her black bikini top to put on.             The day went on like normal after that. Mirajane and Lucy were working together to pose for the beautiful swimsuits. The assistant that walked in on the couple having sex didn’t come forward. It was possible that she would be to blame for not checking in the room every so often. Laxus went home early to rest up his body and wash the lube off his cock. Natsu and Lucy went to her favorite restaurant to have some delicious steak and alcohol to celebrate together. Laxus didn’t show up to the bathroom, which Lucy was secretly hoping for. But the thought of taking on two massive dicks in the future was making her panties wet already. This would eventually work in Natsu’s favor when they got home after dinner. Lucy ended up having sex with him as soon as they got through the front door. Natsu came at least five times before passing out on the bed. Lucy was naked under the sheets with her fingers rubbing her clit a couple of times. The memory of the changing room was helping her get through another sexual release before bed time.

Chapter 1 - The Pizza Delivery Boi

Whitney pulled, carefully, to a stop in front of the house. He was a very careful driver, unlike a lot of boys who delivered for Bob’s Pizza Place. The pizza was still steaming beside him, though, so the costumer shouldn’t complain. He opened the car door with an grinding shriek that sounded like it was in pain. He might be careful, but his car was still a piece of shit. It was old, rusted, and made funny noises at the oddest times. Kind of like his boss, Bob. He bent over to retrieve the pizza from the passenger side seat, conscious of his ass the entire time. Bob’s Pizza Place was fairly lax on the dress code. As long as you wore a logo patch on your shirt and wore the Bob’s Pizza Place cap, anything went as far as Bob was concerned. Whitney liked to wear ass hugging shorts that left little to the imagination. He also wore a tight, white t-shirt, but his shorts were what made him blush now and then. They were great while he was standing up, but if he bent over they rode up and showed a bit more than was considered proper. Not that Whitney was a naïve innocent, by any means. He’d done his share of sleeping around, but he wasn’t an exhibitionist either. Whitney wasn’t what you would call handsome. No, he was cute. Very cute. His features were soft and he had no beard at all. His hips had a slight curve to them, making him look a bit feminine. He was five foot three, slim without being bony, and he had absolutely no abs. His brunette hair tended to hang down into his hazel eyes. In high school he had had a pony tail but now he never let it get longer than neck length. He also had one of those smiles that made all the girls either want him as a best friend or a hot fuck. Once he had the pizza out of the car he double checked the address and started up the walkway. As he made his way towards the door he caught a glimpse of someone peeking through the window blinds. Must be impatient for their pizza, he thought. He walked right up to the door and pressed the door bell. A few moments went by. He had a tingly feeling like someone was watching him through the peephole. He shifted nervously and was just about to head back to his car when he heard the indoor lock click and the door pulled slowly open. Oh…..my…he thought. The man in the doorway stood at about five foot ten, had sandy blond hair, dark brown eyes, and a strong jaw that looked like it needed a shave. He was in good shape, might even have a couple of abs. He looked thirty or fortyish, but that may have been the influence of the professor-like glasses. “Um, pizza?” Whitney’s mind tied up his tongue and wouldn’t let him do anymore talking. God he’s hot. The man looked back at him like he didn’t know what to do, “Uh, yeah, that is…um….bring it right in. I’ll, uh, I’ll get my wallet.” Why’s he nervous, Whitney thought. It’s just pizza. He stepped inside and set the box on a small table next to the door. The man walked out of the room, soon returning with his wallet in hand. He didn’t open it right away and stood awkwardly for a second, like he was trying to think of something to say. Finally, “I’m Arthur, by the way. Um, you’re Whitney, aren’t you?” Whitney raised an eyebrow, “How’d you know that?” The man blushed, “I’d heard you do things for a….higher tip…” Whitney raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean?” “Shit,” the man scratched the back of his head, looking embarrassed, “I’m not good at this. Um, I’d heard that if a costumer pays you a big tip then you’ll give him a favor, in return…..a sexual favor.” Realization dawned on Whitney, he threw his hands up in protest, “Hey buddy, I only did that once. The guy talked me into it and I really needed the money. College stuff, you know?” Arthur nodded, “The ‘guy’ must have been my friend. He told me to ask for you when I ordered my next pizza…I’m sorry. I thought it was something you did on a more regular basis.” “Well, it’s not,” Whitney shot back, trying to control the red he knew was flowing over his face, “I’m not like that! I only…” “I know,” Arthur tried to placate him, “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to offend you. Here, here’s the money for the pizza and a big tip anyway, I’m sorry, let’s forget about it.” Arthur shoved some bills into Whitney’s hand and held the door open for him to leave. Whitney looked at the clearly mortified man and all the heat left him. He looked down at the bills in his hand and sighed, “Well, why would you want to pay for it anyway? I mean, you look like you could get anyone you wanted, for free.” The man looked at him, a frustrated look stealing into his eyes, “Well…I just. I’m a really busy man. I don’t have time to socialize much. I just thought some quick fun with no strings would help me unwind a bit. And when my friend told me about you…..I thought it was the perfect solution. But instead I made an ass of myself, and I offended you. I‘m sorry. Could we just forget it happened?” Whitney looked down at the bills in his hand and then back up ant Arthur. The man looked so sad and embarrassed. And he was hot, besides, “Well….I am going to college and I could always use more money….and it’s not like I haven’t done it before…” Arthur looked a bit relieved, “You sure? I wouldn’t want you to do anything you don’t want to.” Whitney gave him his best grin, “Sure, why not? I feel kinda bad for making you frown like that anyway. I hate to see a nice man like you so sad…” Whitney leaned in, his body close to Arthur’s as he gave him a kiss on the cheek. The man looked startled at first, but he soon relaxed and slid his arms around the younger man. “What do you want me to do?” Whitney murmured as he melted into Arthur’s strong arms. Arthur’s body language changed as he stepped into an area he had more experience with. Firmly but not roughly he pushed Whitney away from him and towards a doorway leading to a hall, “First, I want you to change. There’s already an outfit waiting for you in the last room on the right. Be thorough. I want to be impressed when you come back.” Whitney felt a rush deep inside himself as Arthur took control. He had always been a sub. He started for the hall with a grin, “Dress up, huh? Sounds fun.” Arthur watched hungrily as the boy disappeared down the hallway, his ass swaying from side to side. Once Whitney had reached the room and closed the door behind him, he gazed around, a look of delighted awe stealing onto his face. Reaching into his pocket, he snaked out his phone and quickly dialed a number. “Hey, Boss? I’m taking the rest of the day off. I’ll bring by the cash for that last pizza tomorrow. Nope, something‘s come up. Something personal I really can‘t get away from.” Thirty minutes after the phone call, Whitney looked at himself in the mirror of a vanity set against one of the bedroom walls. He couldn’t help but giggle a little. The dress was simple. Short. Very, Very short. But simple. It was predominately light blue with white trim. Thin straps held up the torso hugging bodice while the skirt flared out, barely covering the top of his hips. Thigh high stockings and simple black heels along with a white rose in his lightly styled hair finished off the outfit. He had to admit his girlish hips and petite form made it hard to distinguish the person in the mirror as male. The transformation made him tingle all over. The short hem of his dress would be tenting if it weren’t for the snug and incredibly soft turquoise panties keeping him secure. He nervously nipped at his lower lip and headed out the door. The heels changed his entire walk as he carefully made his way down the hall towards the living room. Arthur was sitting on the couch, his brow furrowed in concentration as he studied a mess of papers spread over the coffee table in front of him. He looked up as Whitney entered the room. He looked stunned for a half moment, but quickly recovered himself and grinned. He set the document he was currently studying down and patted his knee. Motioning for boy who looked like a girl to sit. “You look amazing,” he praised as Whitney obediently slid into his lap. “T-thank you…” a girlish whimper escaped Whitney’s lips as Arthur’s hands slid around his waist and over his thigh, “Y-you have good taste.” “I’m glad you approve of my selection,” Arthur murmured, his lips millimeters from the Whitney’s ear, “Having never seen you, I wasn’t sure if it would suit you, but I knew it was perfect the moment you stepped out of your car and showed me this fine rear.” Whitney yelp as he felt a hand slide under him to cup his ass cheek, the fingers playing with the hem of his panties. He turned his head bashfully away as the man handled him like he owned him. “Please…” he breathed, “You’re making me blush…” Arthur chuckled, “Why would you blush? You’re so beautiful.” Whitney bit his lip ineffectively trying to hold back a squeal as the hand slipped around his leg and cupped his nylon covered bulge, “God! You have to stop! If you keep this up I’ll go crazy!” Arthur laughed and stood them both up, turning Whitney around he brought him close, “That’s the idea…” he murmured as he brought the boy’s lips to his own. Whitney melted as Arthur kissed him. He felt the man’s hands grip his ass and pull him close. He found himself pushed against a wall, one leg hiked up to allow Arthur’s jean clad thigh to scrape against the straining erection between his legs. His mouth surrendered under the possessive onslaught of the other man’s tongue. At that moment, Arthur owned him in every sense of the word. He almost cried when the embrace suddenly ended. Arthur pushed away with a smart slap to Whitney’s thigh. The boy watched, yearningly, as the older man walked to the opposite side of the room and took a seat in a comfortable looking chair. Arthur picked up a remote and punched a button. Dance music filled the room. “Dance for me, Boy. Give me you’re best lap dance.” Arthur settled back into the cushions looking expectant. Whitney bit his lip, looking a bit shy. He started to move back and forth, finding his rhythm in the song as his hips swayed. He looked into Arthur’s eyes and grew more confident, somehow finding strength in the man’s gaze. His entire body began to move, his dress accentuating his form as he moved closer to the easy chair. A flash of more hip here, fabric stretching tight over a curved stomach there. When he had crossed the room, he bent at the waist, his face an inch from Arthur’s knee, he moved forward, gliding up the man’s relaxed body until they were face to face with Whitney’s crotch sliding sensuously across Arthur’s knee. With soft kiss to the tip of his audience’s nose, the dancer twisted around and ground his ass over a clearly aroused crotch. God he’s big! Whitney thought as his thinly clad ass cheeks felt the man’s length. He leaned back, his head next to Arthur’s, stretching his arm back to hook behind the man’s neck. His lips brushed along a rough jaw line as the rest of him undulated against his Arthur’s body. Arthur reached around the boy’s legs, gripping and spreading both of his thighs. He pulled and Whitney levered, rubbing ass to crotch for a moment before the younger man gripped the arms of the chair and brought his knees up. His feet planted on either chair arm allowing him to stand and turn. He dropped back down, his knees to either side of Arthur. He gyrated, grinding his crotch against the man’s face, making him grin. Whitney grinned back and reached his hands down to grip the chair arms again. He lowered himself back and down till his knees were on the floor instead of on the chair. He dipped his head and placed his mouth over the bulge in Arthur’s jeans, giving in a wet suck as his teeth clamped around the denim edges. Arthur’s head bent backwards as he groaned. Looking down again, he moaned, “Take it out.” Obediently, and not a little eagerly, Whitney reached up and unbuckled Arthur’s belt. He slowly pulled down the zipper and reached inside. Pulling aside some constraining underwear, he found what he was looking for. The shaft was hot to the touch and thick. Whitney’s small feminine hand barely reached around it. Carefully he pulled it free and let loose a hungry whimper. It looked to be about eight inches or so(Whitney prided himself on the accuracy of his sight measurements) and he was pleasantly surprised to find it smoothly shaven. His hand was still wrapped around the shaft so he gave it a couple of strokes, biting his lower lip at how soft and malleable the skin was over the steel hard poll. Arthur looked a bit flushed, though his voice didn’t betray anything but authority as he said, “Taste it, Boy. Let’s see how good you are with a man’s tool.” A shark-like smile spread over Whitney’s face as he determined to show Arthur just how talented he was. His tongue snaked out and swirled over the shaft, sliding up around the glans. He love the clean, meaty taste of it. He lowered his mouth down to the base of the shaft and began to kiss and nip his way back to the tip. He took the head into his mouth, giving it an experimental lollipop suck. He looked up into Arthur’s flushed face, smacking his lips before diving back down to deep throat the entire length. Arthur gave a surprise and satisfying groan as his entire manhood was swallowed by the pizza delivery boy. Whitney bobbed his head a couple times, feeling the stretched sensation of having a thick cock shoved half way down his throat, before pulling back to a more manageable position. He worked his lips and tongue over the top half of the phallus, using techniques he’d been honing since junior high. He’d never had a boy or man last more than a few minutes under his tongue. The minutes ticked by, and though Arthur let loose with a lot of grunts, moans, “Oh God”s, and a large and varied selection of swear words, he didn’t seem any closer to popping off into the hungry boy’s mouth. Ten minutes went by, and then twenty. Finally, after a half hour of furious sucking and slurping Whitney felt back, gasping from exertion. “How are you doing that!?” he gasped, looking up at Arthur, “Nobody’s ever been able to last for so long when I blow them!” Breathing hard himself, Arthur reached down and stroked Whitney’s cheek, “I’m very good at holding back until I’m ready to cum. I have to say, though, you make it harder than anybody I’ve ever been blown by,” he chuckled, “I think I‘m ready for the main course, now.” Whitney gasped as Arthur stood and pulled him up. He found himself bent over, hands firmly planted on a window seat, legs spread, presenting his ass conveniently for the older man‘s use. He realized he was extremely grateful that the blinds were lowered as Arthur lifted up his skirt and pulled his soft nylon panties down, letting them drop to the floor around his ankles. Whitney sighed with relief as his cock was allowed into the open air. A small squeal erupted from his lips, though, as he felt fingers walking over his balls and down his length. “Five inches, huh?” Arthur breathed, “Perfect sucking size…” Whitney squealed long and loud as soft experienced lips slid over his length, taking him inside a warm mouth. He moaned as Arthur’s tongue slid over and around his shaft. He shuddered, barely holding it together as the tongue and teeth played with his glans. Suddenly, he felt a hand on his ass. Then fingers spreading his crack open. When the first finger wriggled its way down into his tight boi cunt he couldn’t hold on any longer. He cried out, squealing as he came, feeding Arthur ropes of creamy white cum. His knees were shaking so much he nearly collapsed, but Arthur braced him, never stopping his onslaught of Whitney’s ass, he stroked and pulled till the opening was wide enough to slide in another digit. He drained Whitney’s dick of juice and then let it slide wetly from his lips. “You’re so tasty, Boy,” Arthur quipped as he rose to his feet, his finger still buried inside Whitney’s quivering ass. He gave a round cheek a light slap, extracting a whimpering moan. Whitney squirmed as a third finger was put inside him, all three pumping his boi cunt as Arthur added spit for lube. He gulped when the fingers were removed, knowing what was coming next. He felt the soft tip of Arthur’s cock press against his open hole, stretching him just a bit further as it popped inside. Arthur grinned as the boy moaned with his entry. He pushed a little more, feeling the slick, wet tube that was Whitney’s rectum wrap itself around him. Soon he was half way in. He pulled back and then pushed again, his tool making a soft squelching sound as it worked further inside. Whitney bit his lower lip as the cock worked its way inside him, pumping slowly back and forth until… “Oh god, I can fell your hips on my ass!” Whitney whimper. “You’re all the way inside me. Fuck you feel so good!” Arthur chuckled, reaching forward, “You’re so hot and wet around my cock, Whitney. But now the real show starts.” Whitney’s eyes flew wide open in shock as Arthur raised the blinds all the way, exposing them to the traffic in front of the house. “No!” he shouted, “I don’t do this! I’m not an exhibitionist! Stop! OH GOD!” Whitney’s protests died as the man behind him began to stroke him hard and fast. He looked out at the cars and people passing by. None had notice them yet, but he blushed anyway, feeling on display as Arthur fucked him from behind. Suddenly some skate boarders sped by, one looked to the side just in time to see the pair in the window going at it. A look of shock passed over his face before he lost focus and tumbled off his board. As he got back to his feet the others returned to see what had happened. Whitney groaned, Oh fuck! as they all turned to watch him. He could just make out some of what they were saying through the thin glass that was his only protection from the rest of the world. “Fuck, man! He’s really pounding her!” “Look she’s watching us too!” “What a slut!” Whitney’s jaw dropped as he realized they couldn’t see his dick bouncing away behind his upper body. They think I’m a girl!! The thought somehow made him harder, sending tingles down his spine. Above him, Arthur was bearing down, ramming into him harder and harder. Whitney’s cock was completely hard once again and he didn’t know if he would last under the onslaught. He yelped as the first sharp slap bounced off his ass. He could hear the boys outside cheer as Arthur gave him repeated spankings, reaming him all the while. He looked outside again, blushing a deep crimson as he saw a passing middle aged man with an open, disbelieving mouth, stop and gape for a second before hurriedly moving on. Cars began to slow as they passed by, one even parked on the side of the street as a man and a woman watched the show. “You see,” Arthur grunted as he thrust away, “They love you. They want to watch you get fucked. If it were just me the cops would have been called by now.” He reached down and began jerking Whitney off as they fucked. People outside kept walking and driving by. A few stopped for a moment before getting embarrassed and continuing on. Only the boys and the couple in the car stayed to watch. Whitney whimpered and blushed harder than he had ever blushed under their intent stares. “Are you about ready to cum?” Arthur asked as he stroked Whitney’s tool. Whitney nodded, “I-I can take much more of this!” “Good.” Arthur smiled weakly as his own control wavered, “Time for the finale.” Whitney squealed as Arthur pulled him back and up. The viewers outside all gasped as they saw his cock being stroked and realized he was a boy. Two of the skater boys quickly turned and skated away but one boy and the couple remained, watching, fascinated as the two continued to fuck. Whitney lay his head back against Arthur’s shoulder, his eyes locked with the boy’s as strong hands gripped his hips and a thick cock thrust hard and fast inside him. He milked the rod with his ass cheeks, feeling it close to finally cumming as he gasped, ready to spew, himself. Arthur growled out his climax, filling Whitney’s bowels with shot after thick shot of cum. The feeling of having his ass filled with hot jizz combined with the sensation of being watched by complete strangers was too much. Whitney orgasmed a second time, his cum shooting out of his bobbing cock to hit the window seat and the window behind it. The couple in the car grinned their approval. The skater boy gulped at the sight. Suddenly, he seemed to remember himself and he took off like he was being chased. Arthur pulled out and slid a supporting arm around a weary Whitney. He folded the boy into a loving embrace and kissed him. The couple watched them, smiling. The woman even giggled and blushed at the display of affection. After the kiss ended, Arthur turned and waved a smile at them before reaching out and lowing the blinds. The car sped off as Arthur pulled an exhausted Whitney to the nearby couch to rest. “You ok?” Arthur asked, concerned as he held the unsteady boy in his arms. Whitney nuzzled his nose against Arthur’s chest and sighed, “Mmhmm…just spent. You really wore me out! I’m glad I took the rest of the day off.” “You going to be able to drive yourself home?” Whitney froze, suddenly remembering that this was a business transaction, not a romp with a boyfriend. “Yeah, I, uh, I think I’ll be good in a moment.” “Good…” Arthur was suddenly awkward again, “Take all the time you…need. I, uh, I need to get back to work…” Whitney knew he shouldn’t feel hurt as Arthur gently but firmly moved him away to lean against the back of the couch before returning to the paperwork he had been working on. He knew he was just a pizza boy who had made a rather unethical deal with a costumer. He knew he should just get up and go home, happy to have more cash in his pocket. But, then, why did he have this sinking sensation in his stomach. With a sigh, he got up and started for the bedroom, “I’ll just…change…and go…then.” Arthur stopped working and looked up at him, “Uh wait a sec, would you?” Whitney paused next to the entry to the hall. Arthur coughed nervously, “Eh…you’re money’s on the table..” Whitney noticed a big wad of cash sitting next to the papers on the table. “But you already paid me…” Arthur scratched the back of his neck, “Well, since you decided to stay and you were wonderful. Really…I just thought I’d throw in a bit more…” “You didn’t have to do that…” “I know…but I insist…you really did earn it…” You really did earn it…Whitney couldn’t help but feel a bit dirty as he walked over to the table and picked up the bills. He was about to turn and head to the bedroom to change when Arthur stopped him again. “Um, could I ask you for one more thing?” “What…” Whitney snapped a bit harshly before he could stop himself. Arthur winced, “Uh, never mind. I’m sorry, I was just going to ask for your number. It was bad idea.” Whitney froze, “Why would you want my number?” Arthur blinked, “So I could call you to schedule next time, of course. Instead of the awkwardness of going through the pizza service…That is, if you want there to be a…next time.” Whitney had so many conflicting emotions that he barely got out, “You want to do this again?” Arthur looked really cute when he blushed, “Well, yes…” Whitney fairly scrambled around the table, making the older man yelp in surprise as he grabbed his hand and a pen before scribbling down his cell number. “There! Call me anytime! But next time, lets do this in the evening after I get off shift, k?” Arthur nodded, a bit dazed by the sudden burst of enthusiasm, “Okay…Oh and by the way, you can keep the outfit. On one condition, that is.” Whitney brightened at the prospect, “Condition?” Arthur grinned, “That you wear it the next time we meet.” Whitney laughed, “Okay! Deal! I’ll go grab my stuff now.” He scampered back to the bedroom and grabbed his things, deciding to leave the dress on. Everyone at the dorm knew he was gay so it didn’t matter on that account. He walked back into the living room and headed for the door. “Till next time,” he called. Arthur nodded, his head bent intently over his papers again. Whitney shook his head as he turned the knob to the front door. This man was going to take some figuring out. But at least he’d have another chance.

Chapter 1 - Exploitation - Starting

It was the starting of winters around October bit and every night was going colder day by day. I was from my college early around 11:00 am. It was nice and sunny afternoon & i was going to buy some cigarettes from a departmental store. Three local school girls around age 15 were coming from the other side, carrying their heavy school bags with books in their hands. Out of them two were shorter in height and other one was well built and tall though a little dark complextion but still was outstanding them both. For a second of imagination I was thinking of fucking her like a mad dog but the next moment she waved high at me. I was shocked from her actions but i waved very politely in return and smiled at her. She smiled again in return. Next day I gave my number to her written in a slip that she accepted with a nice smile with names exchanged. "Mine Rohit & you?  Priyanka."  One week gone no call received. I thought to forget her call. But after a week I received a call. “Priyanka: Sorry I forgot to call you, I was just checking my bag so i found your number slips & I remember you said your hometowns name, actually few of my relatives live there. Me: Yes “We talked casually on the phone for that day around 1 hour and constantly connected through chats for almost few days. She was a 15 year school going girl, she was a bit bulky in weight. One day we decided to meet, she was local from that place so we decided that she will come to my flat early in the morning by 4:30 so that nobody could see us meeting. We have decided this afternoon to meet this coming morning. The whole day we kept on talking to each other over the call. We have become more of besties than a normal friend. It was almost 2 am and we both were still chatting over phone, waiting for the time to meet. Through her chats i knew Priyanka was a naughty girl. I was around half past three in the morning we were doing casual chats and planning when to meet and what to discuss on meeting then all of sudden she called me and said, “ Open the door Rohit?”, I was surprised. She was standing right in front of me wearing a damn hot black salwar suit, with her 36-32-36 figure was looking too awesome on this fifteen year old girl. We decided to sit at the terrace of the house as my roommate was sleeping inside room. We both sat the bottom of the floor on one side corner so that we could not be visible from the other sides. We were chatting, laughing & slapping each other in friendly way. I was feeling very comfortable talking to her.  We didn’t realise it was almost five thirty in the morning when Priyanka received a call from her mother. She was literally shouting at her to come back. Once she hanged up the phone she told me that was scared and then she quickly hugged me and I hugged her tightly in return. I was consoling and rubbing her, feeling every inch of her breasts on my chest.  I rubbed and pressed her whole back in that good five minutes. Situation had gone so hot that our lips collided for a second and she stepped right back and said that she must have reach home quick. Then she went back home smiling and I got her text in next ten minutes that she has reached home safely. Now I knew how to spoil her completely. As soon she reached it was Sunday, so we both were complete free and I took that as a chance to make her completely crazy about me.  From here on, the real story starts. Let me tell you about myself what exactly I am made off. I am a chain smoker of weed all day and alcohol to make me sleep. That’s my daily diet & of course sex freak. Priyanka: hello, what’s going on? Rohit: Missing you a lot baby. Priyanka: Hmm, I am missing you too. Priyanka: I am so sorry that I hugged you. I was very scared at that time? Rohit: I know baby that’s alright. But I never wanted that moment to fade away so quickly. Priyanka: why? Rohit: Because I never felt that safe when I was hugging you. I was getting a feeling that you were made for me only. Priyanka: Will you leave me? Rohit: Never baby. I love you so much. Priyanka: I love you too hubby. You know what day today is? Rohit: No. Priyanka: Karvachauth. I have kept fast for my husband. Rohit: I will break it myself tomorrow morning at four. Priyanka: Yes. Rohit: Are you sure you will stay hungry for next one day? Priyanka: For my husband yes. Rohit: Then come in that same black suit. Priyanka: hmmm. Around four in the morning Priyanka came, she was wearing same black suit. We silently without talking moved towards the terrace into that same corner we took our seats, this time I had placed a warm shawl to sit as it was getting colder at that time. Without wasting any time I gave her water to drink to break her fast that she had kept for me and I placed a chocolate in her hand.  We both hugged each other like thirsty birds. She was bigger in size to me so while she hugged me, she came all over me. I let my body free and started watching how Priyanka will love. In a minute her hands were inside my shirt rubbing my back and her lips kissing my neck and face. I could feel the softness of her breasts rubbing on my chest. We were about to go lips to lips but suddenly my phone rang. It was my roommate calling. She quickly got up and said that she should also leave and will meet late. I agreed and we started to walk down towards the main gate. As I was about to open the gate she pulled me from behind and placed lips on my lips. This time I decided to show her that how nice little bitch she is. I put my both hands around her face and place her back to the wall. My tongue was now rolling in her mouth. I was sucking her sweet long tongue. After a minute of dirty kissing we stepped back and she open the door and ran home. I was indeed happy and this moment wanted a celebration. Me and my roommate went dead drunk as we both were drug addicts. I woke around 5 am in the morning, I checked my phone, it was ringing. I picked the call it was Priyanka. She told me that home to house right away. I reached her house in 10 minutes; she opened the gate and said to me to go ahead in the last room. I sat on a single but quite a big bed. She came with cup of coffee and locked the door. She sat right near to me and handed the cup over to me. I had a sip, it was nice hot chocolate. But i was here to have some hot chocolate in this damn cold morning. I was already too high with two marijuana joints and two 500mg Viagra for unsustainable sexual strength. I kept the mug on the table and I placed my hands on Priyanka face and started kissing her lips. She was showing no signs to stop by staying still and hugging gentling. That feeling of her gave me more strength and I started kissing her lips more intensely turning into wet smooches. She suddenly rolled her tongue inside my mouth. Her, this act fascinated me in a second as her tongue was a lot bigger in size, my whole mouth was full. We straightened ourselves on that single big bed of her. She was completely beneath me; we both opened our mouth and dirty tongue smooch started. After few seconds of this smooch I suddenly stopped, her mouth was still open; I spited right inside her open mouth and placed my lips over lips. By the intensity of the return kiss I noticed she liked this act of mine. Her hands were rolling on back and mine were inside her top. She was wearing both bra and panty. I rolled her top till her boobs and asked her to lift her hands to that I could open it, but in return am denied and asked to stop. Without saying anything placed my lips right over lips again. She spitted inside my mouth and our lips got locked again. This time we both secreted salvia which was rolling down all through her neck from her lips. After few minutes of that dirty, wet and intense lip lock as we had eye contact, she lifted her arms. I instantly opened her top. She was in black sports bra. Her erected big nipples were clearly visible. I pressed one side of her breast with my hand and laid down on her and smooching her lips again. In a minute she was all over me, kissing and biting on my chest. I placed my hands on the hook of her bra and opened on the first stroke. Priyanka was a bit surprised but before she could realise, it was already on the floor and the big boobs were hanging right in front of me. I placed both my hands on her nipples and twisted both of them together suddenly with a little bit of pressure, she gave a loud moan. Then pressed both her boobs hardly and stretched her nipple straight in my mouth. Priyanka was just moaning and taking the pleasure of her lifetime. She had already put down all her cards now. I grabbed her hardly from the hairs and started kissing her and slapping her back again and again. She was showing no signs to stop. I grabbed and pressed her big 36 inch ass and spanked her over her lower quite firmly. Then I took her down on bed and I was over her top less body. I started pressing her boobs which was more of a hard kind of massage. My lips were over her lips making things more hot and wet. I slowly started kissing her neck towards her boobs and I further pushed my tongue right on her navel that made her moan dramatically. I pushed her lower and panty down with both my hands. The only words she uttered at that moment was, “ I want to say no but I just can’t control myself”. She was now nude right in front of me. I opened my pants and opened the legs of Priyanka. Her vagina was clean with no hairs. As i touched her vagina, it was already too wet than I thought. I was now on the highest trip due my drugs consumption in morning. I pushed my 8’inch dick right inside her vagina and laid over her. My dick was totally inside fucking her virginity all over. She started crying but I as devil started stroking her vagina. After few seconds of struggle her body relaxed and she started moaning. I pushed her legs wide and started fucking her. I was so that I did not ever remember that was fucking a 15 year old girl not a mature lady. I took her legs on shoulders and my fucking speed was so loud and high that her eyes rolled back. I knew that  I just fucked her brains out . I could feel her coming badly. I gave her few nice strokes and discharged all in her vagina. As I pulled my dick out her vagina was pouring out semen. She was still lying on bed without any reaction with legs wide opened and was breathing heavily. I noticed she was fainted. I got up quickly and pulled my pants up. I told her i am going to college, I’ll be back in an hour, have some assignments to submit. She nodded her head & was still lying nude with legs opened and my semen was flowing out of her vagina. While wearing my shoes I was watching this scene right in front of me, she was now breathing softly and was lying calmly on the bed. As I was finishing tying my laces on, I stud up & went near to her. My dick was dying to come out. I opened my zip and pulled it out. In fraction of seconds my dick was again inside her dripping vagina. As I stroked her completely in, her eyes and mouth were opened wide. I pulled her hairs and started stroking her more furiously, due to high on drugs I was giving her 3 strokes/seconds, in just few minutes Priyanka crumbled in orgasm and I filled her vagina again with my juices. I was feeling a bit relaxed now. I zipped my pants and went to college. I submitted my assignments and came back to my flat in just half an hour. As we reached home it was pretty cloudy and started raining heavily. As we had nothing to do we took our breakfast and further he made me smoke heroine through heating foil paper. In minutes i was turned from a man to devil. I started dreaming by lying on my bed that how I thrashed 15 year old girl earlier this morning. Suddenly phone vibrates, message from Priyanka, “where are you?”. I said just reached home. She returned a message by saying to come quickly as something has happened to her. I took my umbrella  and ran towards her house. She was standing near the gate and as I entered she closed the gate and she was following me straight to her bed room. As i placed my umbrella she hugged me from behind and said, ”you have no idea how badly i have missed you.”. I turned my face to her and in second i took her top and lower off her body. She was standing completely nude in her front me. I adjusted my hand in her hairs and pulled strongly backwards and started kissing her but this time the intensity of kissing was too strong. On the other hand i was rubbing her vagina thoroughly. She hugged me tightly with lips locked, she was hardly bothered that she was completely nude. I opened my sweater and top and was hugging her nude too. She pushed me on the sofa took a shawl and sat over my dick. As I pushed it inside her eyes rolled back again and she laid over me giving her full weight. She was nice heavy 5’6 75 kg girl. Mine was rarely 55. She herself started to move up and down with her continuously locked with mine and she was now spitting a lot of her saliva in my mouth with started blowing out automatically but she was stroking me nicely and continuously from top to bottom. I pulled her hair and pushed her down on bed with lips still locked. As i came over her I spitted whole mouth full of her saliva straight on her face and started kissing her again. I made myself comfortable between her legs and raised them higher placing them both right on my shoulders. As I pushed inside she cried gently, but the next stroke was more like a punch deep inside. This time she cried louder and I started the speed boat without giving any time. Her both hands were aside, hairs were untidy and from continuous strokes her heavy boobs were bouncing. In just 5 minutes of fucking her body trembled in orgasm. But there was no stopping of me. She asked me to stop instead a slapped her twice and continued fucking her. I pulled my dick out and put it straight in her mouth. In a second i pushed it to her throat and filled it all up. She started coughing and semen started flowing out her face and nose. I laid on her with a heavy blanket. She said mom dad can come anytime so I must leave. I agreed and put on my clothes and she also pulled her sweater and lower. She tied her hairs and said she wanted to show me something. She took a shawl covering her head and hold my hand and she made me entered her temple. She asked me to pray so that we both could get married. I folded my hands and closed my eyes. When I opened after few seconds her eyes were closed and hand hands were folded. I went right behind her where she was standing and put my hand directly on her belly, she moaned gently by lying a little over me. I pulled her shawl to the floor and started almost biting her neck, she started moaning loudly like, “aah aah aah ccc ccc ccc”. By that time both the fingers of my hands were pinching her nipples, they were as hard her ever. I knew she was ready for one more. I rolled her towards my face ad both my hands were inside her lower rubbing and pressing her big butt. She was a bit hesitate in giving the full throttle as we were inside the temple as she was very religious kind of girl belonging from pandit’s  family. I looked straight down her eye like an evil and said that who is your god now, she in return hold my face by both her hands and placed her wet lips on mine. It was the green light for complete acceptance of a sex slave. I managed to sweep off her top and lower. I made my sit on her knees and took my dick right in her mouth. She started crying but did not stop stroking my dick. Tears were telling her satisfaction level. I started fucking her from the back by continuously pulling her hairs back making her moan louder. After 10 minutes of her pussey drilling she was completely out cold as she orgasm like every two minutes as I could feel through her vibrating body. I gave all my seed to her making her completely mine. This was the story of a 15 year old. Thanks for reading. Do comment in your sections how the content was & what more topics could be used.

Chapter 15 - Orgy Part 2

Thunderous applauding and chaotic cheering could be heard from the inside of the Fairy Tail Guild building. So many people from different Guild’s from across the nation had been invited to join in on their celebration. It wasn’t because of the Anniversary that was going on for Fairy Tail, but along with a Promotion and a marriage announcement. It was a three hit zinger that had everyone cheering for good times, along with the amazing selection of booze that was catered inside. Mirajane was one of the lovely ladies that was part of the celebration. She had been enlisted as Assistant to Laxus, whom became the Guild Master just earlier that day. A great vibe was going through everyone in the large room. Natsu was swinging his soon to be bride in his arms since she accepted his proposal. It was such a grand day to be part of Fairy Tail. Lucy Heartfilia was holding onto him tightly with her breasts pressing against his chest. She couldn’t have been more happy then that very moment, together with him. But something caught her attention from across a few tables. It was guild Sabertooth, that had graciously traveled far just to help celebrate Fairy Tail’s Anniversary. Yukino Agria, Sting Eucliffe and Minerva Orlando were sitting at a table in the back where Erza and Gray had joined them. Lucy gave her fiance a soft kiss on the cheek before leaving him be. Gajeel had tackled Natsu down to proudly give him a proper punch to the gut in celebrating. But they ended up starting a brawl that peeked Sting’s interest. He always liked watching people fight, to observe and calculate different ways in taking them down. But Lucy’s large breasts had broke his concentration when she came running over to greet Erza. Erza took Lucy into her arms to give her a great big hug.                “I can’t believe you and Natsu are going to get married! This is such a wonderful day!” Erza said as she carefully released her friend from her hold.                “Thanks Erza! I wasn’t expecting anything like this, but look!” said Lucy as she raised her hand up to reveal the shiny ring with multiple glimmering lights reflecting from it. “It’s so beautiful.”                “That is a nice ice piece he picked.” Gray said with his shirt already missing.                “How did you do that?” Yukino asked as she was rather curious. “Do you do magic tricks?”                “Don’t mind him. In a moment he’ll be down in his boxers. It’s just how he is.” Lucy said with a cheerful tone in her voice.                “Hmm. You’re right about that.” said Gray, whom was already in his boxers only.                “My, you Fairy Tail folk are fascinating to watch.” Minerva decided to add into the conversation. She was sitting by the wall with her legs crossed. Her eyes were eyeing the naked male with some form of attraction, but across the room, Juvia had sensed something off.                “Oh crap.” Gray said when he noticed Juvia running over to cover his sexy body from the other girls there.                “Gray! You shouldn’t strip in front of strangers!” Juvia added with her cute blushing face showing her true desire to see more of him in person.                “The only one that shouldn’t be seeing it is you! I swear you’re always thinking of something lewd when you’re around me!” Gray said while trying to pry her off.                “You two are pretty cute together. How long have you been with each other?” Sting asked the couple that was making a scene.                Lucy began to wave her hand about to break Sting’s concentration from Gray and Juvia. Of course, his eyes quickly shifted back to the beautiful woman’s large breasts that were bouncing on their own. Erza had a nice pair on her body too, but she was more covered up when compared to the lovely blonde with the large smile. Sting took a drink of his alcohol before getting a clever idea. He had heard rumors that a beautiful blonde was sleeping around in Fairy Tail. Rumors, though, they weren’t fully credited. He thought what the hell. Might as well see if he could get some action that involved everyone here. Sting gently placed his hand on Lucy’s hand, pretending to be interested in the ring Natsu gave her.                “I’d like for us to talk a little more somewhere less, chaotic. Is there a small room where we could all discuss about today?” Sting suggested, which Minerva picked up on.                “Yes, I’d like to hear more about your…interesting wedding plans. Would you be a dear and take us somewhere quiet? The fights are only going to grow louder the more they drink.” Minerva Orlando said as she slowly stood up to reveal her slender form.                “S-Sure. Y-Yeah! I have the perfect place! It’s the Medic-Bay where we take care of the injured! Everyone’s out here so it should be empty.” Lucy took a sip of her strong alcohol. Some memories were flooding back into her head when she lead the group to the back. Juvia had went back to help Mirajane serve more booze to the adventurers. She was already getting scolded for leaving her post. Gray was walking side by side with Minerva, whom was very interested in checking his muscular toned body out in all the angles.                “This is a little exciting.” Sting said softly.                “Yes, this place is rather tacky and old, but it does have a sense of charm about it.” Yukino Agria said while placing her hand gently on the warm wooden wall. She turned her head rather quickly to cause her light blue hair to move gracefully. She didn’t want to be left behind or lost in a unknown guild building. She entered the small room where some of them were sitting on the beds where the injured would be laid to rest up their wounds. “It’s, small.”                “Yes, it is pretty small. But it does the job.” Erza said proudly.                “I’ve been in here a few times with Natsu. Especially when we just get into a little scuffle.” Gray had to add, but it was mainly because they’d get too drunk and hurt themselves when trying to settle a little score.                “So, what did you guys want to talk about?” Lucy asked as she finished her drink. But she had another one to open up. The girl felt a little tipsy already since it wasn’t her second drink. She sat down beside Sting to look him in the eyes. “Pretty blue eyes.”                “Thanks. I am part of the Twin Dragons. Guess having nice eyes is a plus.” Sting said before taking a big gulp of his strong alcohol. His mind was becoming fuzzy already due to the drink flowing through his body. By the look of everyone, they were feeling the same way. “Minerva…what are you doing?”                “Enjoying my time…here.” the woman said as she placed her hand gently on Gray’s bulge. She took his thick member into her hands while it was concealed from everyone else. “Nice and thick.”                “What are you doing?” Gray was just glaring at the woman that became touchy real quick. But for some reason, he didn’t stop her. It felt rather good to have an unknown woman squeeze his cock and balls. His eyes began to close as he laid back down on the bed to enjoy the rest of her massage.                “See? He likes it. Maybe..he’ll like more?” Minerva turned her back to Sting as she continued to caress the man’s cock.                This kind of activity was stimulating everyone’s lust in the small room. Erza couldn’t help but eye every moment that transpired between the two that was falling deeper into the naughty section. She was carefully sliding her hand down between her legs to give her sensitive clit some attention. Erza felt that this was enough to make her satisfied, for now.                Yukino couldn’t believe what her teammate was doing. She was going to get up and stop her, but Sting was quick to shut her down. He was still the superior in his group, so she just sat back down while hearing the little sounds that were coming from Gray’s mouth. It was starting to affect her too because of how hot it was becoming in the room. Yukino glanced over to Lucy, whom was already finishing her drink again. Lucy stood up with her perfect bubble butt being groped by Sting’s strong hands. She had just became engaged earlier, but this feeling that she enjoyed with other men was going to end tonight. No longer would she sleep behind Natsu’s back, but tonight, if possible, she could have one more affair before going straight. Lucy popped her ass up and lifted her white dress to reveal her large cheeks to the blonde man that was very interested. Sting wanted to get Lucy alone and see if the rumor’s were true, but a possible orgy transpiring now was a better plan. Sting had took both of her cheeks into his hands to massage and squeeze. They were so soft to the touch that it made his cock brush up against his pants. He was already envisioning himself behind her with his dick slamming into her ass.                “W-What are you doing, Sting-sama?” Yukino asked her superior.                “Yukino, it’s okay. Would you mind if…we did something together?” Erza said as she sat beside the nervous girl.                “W-What? W-With me? Erza-sama?! W-What do you mean?” Yukino was giving off total virgin vibes, which was cute. Erza had placed her leg firmly on the squirmy woman’s thigh to stroke softly.                “I’m going to have some fun, which hopefully, will make you feel better too. Is that, okay?” Erza said as she leaned in to give the nervous girl a little kiss on the cheek.                “E-Erza-sama?” Yukino was blushing madly when the woman pinned her down on the bed. Their lips started to meet with such furious passion. Everyone in the room had someone to play with now which was great, but there was only two dicks and four wet pussies that needed attention. Erza had looked back to see Sting’s head already pressed again Lucy’s ass. Gray was getting a handjob on the other bed which he seemed to be enjoying, but not as much as Minerva. “This is going to be a great night.” said Erza with a cute hiccup following after.                Lucy decided to push the cute slender male down on the bed as she ruffled her white dress about. The waves of her dress moving along her lovely legs had gave quick glimpses of her black panties that his face was pressed into earlier. This kind of playful stimulation was causing Sting’s cock to brush up against his pants, which was becoming somewhat of a nuisance. He had decided to just unzip and pop it out for everyone in the room to see. Well, he wasn’t the first one with his cock out because Minerva had taken Gray’s into her hands to stroke. Sting watched as Lucy continued to dance around with her magnificent ass jiggled about. She would often bend over and press his cock between her cheeks so that they could feel the steamy heat of their bodies connecting. This was making him feel more aroused and ready for something passed this point. But she kept giving him cute glances while jiggling her breasts out of her top. The large white breasts were bouncing about which Gray took notice. Minerva believed that he was interested in tits, so she had popped hers out as well to overstimulate the man getting jerked off.                “Here, you can suck on these while I continue to play with your dick.” Minerva said as she pressed her chest down against his face. She was in a certain playful mood that increased her sexual drive when he would do as she asked. Being the sadistic whore deep down, Minerva leaned in to take the tip into her mouth to start the actual fun. Gray took hold of her hips to get a feeling of her ass. It was nice and plump, but not as thick as Juvia’s. He gave it a gentle tap which sent a vibrate moan down his cock because of her mouth slobbering over it. The man looked over to see his friend Erza. The women were really going at it. Erza somehow convinced Yukino to get down on her knees and eat her pussy out. Yukino’s nose was brushing against the red bush that Erza was proud to grow. It gave off a sense of maturity. It was mainly because Jellal loved seeing her red patch down there when he would have sex with her on good days. Brushing Gray’s attention away from the girls, Minerva had swallowed more of his cock into her mouth to please. The taste was rather delicious.                “It seems my friend…is enjoying Gray’s dick. Maybe she’ll like mine too?” Sting said as he continued to watch Lucy give him a sexy lap dance. But it didn’t feel right. He should have two or three women at his disposal, but two of them were having their own fun. Sting decided to call in Yukino to join them, but Erza stopped her from moving her mouth away from her dripping pussy.                “She’s busy.” Erza said with a serious tone. The drunk side of her was scary, but she looked sexy as hell giving him an order like that.                “Alright, take it easy.” Sting wanted to shove his dick down Erza’s mouth to teach her a lesson. But Lucy had beat her to it. She was already on her knees with his cock being placed into her mouth. The rumors must have been true because of how well she was gobbling down on his meaty dick. Every time she lowered her head, she would suck as hard as she could before pulling back. Sting had fallen back on the bed with his strength being sapped. She was more like a vampire or succubus. If Natsu experienced this type of stuff every night, then he’d be the luckiest man alive. But tonight, wasn’t Natsu’s night. It was Sting and his comrades night. They were going to let loose and enjoy the fruit of Fairy Tail. “Do you like m-my cock?”                “Mm! It’s a little salty…but I like that.” said Lucy as she stroked his wet dick a few times. She wanted to make sure that they enjoyed their stay here. Another reason was because this was the last time she got to fool around with anybody else. Being engaged to Natsu was changing her perspective about sleeping around. The sex was fun, but her love for Natsu was stronger. “Can’t wait for you to pound my cute little ass with this mighty cock.” she said to keep the sexual flow going. But in reality, his cock was no where as big as Laxus or Elfman. This is why she felt very comfortable in performing with her throat. Which is what she did at that very moment.                “D-Damn!” Sting had placed his hand on the back of her head to make sure that she went as far as she could. It’s been quite a while since he experienced head like this, and this was some great head. She was making sure to use her tongue to stimulate the tip of his cock while sucking as hard as she could. So much of her slobber had lathered up his dick to make it easier for her to suck on. The way she moved her head had reminded him of a chicken picking feed from the ground during feeding time. There was no way that she could be this professional when sucking cock. But she was, and it felt amazing. Sting was at a loss of words with his legs spreading open. This allowed more of his thick dick to slide up into her mouth and down her throat.                “Gak! Gak! Gak! Gak!” the sloppy sounds of Lucy’s whorish mouth taking his dick grew louder. Erza had turned over to watch her friend giving some mad head, which made her impressed. It looked fun to take a cock in like that. This was something that she wasn’t quite confident with when performing on Jellal. Erza pulled Yukino’s cute face away from her pussy so that she could get some air. The redhead decided to lift the girl off the floor so that they could join Lucy and Sting.                “Room for more?” Erza asked as she hopped on the bed with Yukino. The women started to take Sting’s shirt off to reveal his toned chest. Erza placed her hand against his chest to stroke it a few times. Yukino leaned in to kiss the man on the lips, sharing the taste of Erza’s pussy with him. Sting had slid his tongue into her mouth to extend the kiss. “I guess you like my taste? Perfect.” said Erza.                “It’s sweet…maybe I’ll have a taste for myself. Come here, go ahead and sit on my face.” Sting suggested with his tongue licking his lips to seduce her.                “Sounds like fun!” Erza had climbed over his body until she propped her body down. She made sure to lift her red dress up so that he could see her perfectly shaped ass coming down at him. Erza immediately arched her back the moment his tongue made contact with her vaginal lips. The redhead had became rather sensitive because Yukino was giving her clit attention. Yukino, feeling left out, had hopped off the bed to join Minerva.                “C-Can I do something?” Yukino asked a she slid her gray wet panties down her slender legs. The woman decided to climb on the bed to stroke the base of Gray’s cock while Minerva continued to focus on the tip with her mouth. Gray Fullbuster came once already which made Minerva cum hungry. This is why she refused to move her slutty mouth away from his delicious cock. Minerva was on a mission to drink another thick portion of his sticky stuff. But Yukino wanted to have it too, so she moved in to lick the shaft. Some of the cum that tricked down his shaft was there to clean off with her tongue. “It’s good!” Yukino said while licking his balls to make sure she got every droplet that escaped from her partner.                “S-She’s still sucking!” Gray placed his hands on his eyes to hide the frustration that was building up. He was trying his best to hold in his second round of cum from surfacing, but it was too good to block that off. Gray cried out in relief when his thick substance poured into Minerva’s mouth. The woman started to gag and couch which allowed the white stuff splash all over Yukino’s face.                Lucy was enjoying her alone time with Sting’s cock. It was always refreshing to experience another dick that she had no experience with. That’s why she felt like a conqueror when having fun with new men. Although she couldn’t count how many times she’s had a dick in her mouth. But this one, this one that belonged to a different guild altogether was special. She wanted to make sure that she pleased him enough so that he’d have a good view on her Guild. All these thoughts were rushing in her head when the door swung open. They had forgot to lock it before settling in. It was Laxus. The large man glanced around to see the women taking on two men. He took a moment to absorb everything into his mind before speaking up.                “I had a feeling I’d find Lucy in here, but Erza and Gray? What would you have done if Natsu or Juvia came in here instead?” Laxus said with his Guild Master Rank aura leaking in. The large person was standing in the doorway until another face peeked in. It was Mirajane with her breasts already exposed. Apparently they were making out in the hallway and thought they’d use this room to have sex in. Laxus had decided to just join in and pull the beautiful closer to his body. Mirajane was blushing from being held, but also due to the sounds of erotic moaning going on in the background. It was bringing her memories when they all had sex in here a few months back. “Let’s join in.” said Laxus as he made sure to lock the door behind him.                “H-Hi Lucy!” Mirajane waved at her friend that was going throat-deep with Sting’s cock. She was rather impressed with how well Lucy could handle a dick in her throat. Erza was really cutting loose due to how Sting was slurping his tongue inside the woman’s vaginal entrance. Mirajane was placed on a bed in the corner with her legs already spreading open. She made sure to pull her dress up so that Laxus didn’t have to tear or remove her clothing. This was just in case she had to go back out there to continue her duties. But Cana gladly took over with Juvia’s aid. Cana had a feeling that the new Guild Master and his assistant needed to celebrate, one way or another.                “Alright, I’m going to go in. Be prepared.” Laxus said with his mighty titan cock popping out of his pants. Yukino was shocked to see something so huge existing in the same room. Minerva couldn’t believe how thick and vein-riddled the Guild Master’s dick was when it was released from his tight pants. Laxus took notice of the girls that were covering Gray’s body with their lustful desires. “What? Never seen a dick like this before?”                “No.” Minerva answered.                “N-No way!” Yukino was blushing madly while staring at it directly.                “IF you’re lucky, you can have a go with it too when my woman is satisfied.” Laxus said menacingly while pushing the large tip into the tiny woman’s pussy.                Mirajane was ecstatic to have a chance with her Guild Master. It was a new feeling to have sex with your boss, especially when he’s very well endowed. The thickness of his pulsing member was moving through her tight tunnel. Laxus was holding her by her slim waist to make sure that he doesn’t move her around too much. He would look around to see how his fellow Guild Mates were faring with the other guild. So far Lucy was having the time of her life with Sting’s cock in her mouth. She was sucking the hell out of it with a simple goal. The goal was to have him flush his thick creamy cum down her throat to enjoy. It would be another man she’s conquered with her skills. Though the thought of doing this behind Natsu’s back was still bothering her. Especially since they were now engaged to be married. But like she kept telling herself, she would stop all this as soon as the night was over. This would be the last time she had sex with anyone other than her love, Natsu. Well, those thoughts were rather fleeting when the sound of Erza’s erotic moans broke out. The cheering and loud singing in the main hall covered the woman’s loud screams of pleasure, which was pure coincidence. Erza had slowly lifted her ass off of the man’s face to see so much of her clear juice on his face. Sting sat up to grab the sides of Lucy’s head. He wanted to move on to something more fun. So he ended up thrusting his hard cock down her throat as fast as he could to cum in her mouth. Lucy was staring up into his cute blue eyes. She loved being someone’s cum whore, especially when they took over and fucked her throat.                Moans and manly grunts were growing louder in the room due to the amount of sexual activity that was going on. Yukino was sharing Gray’s cock with Minerva. They decided to draw a truce to have another delicious taste of his cum. Gray was sitting up this time to enjoy the girls sharing his pulsing cock. It didn’t take much to make his dick become thick. Minerva was gobbling his nuts in her mouth while the light blue hair girl sucked on his throbbing cock. Gray would sometimes plant his hand on the back of her head to ram his cock all the way down her throat. She would fight and squirm, but eventually accept it. She was no where in the same league as Juvia when it came to pleasing him with her mouth, but she had promise. Minerva smirked when she licked her devious lips. She had pounced on the man with her breasts pressing against his face. She loved being in charge when it came to battle and especially during sex. She had popped his cock out of Yukino’s mouth since it was nice and wet. Minerva stroked his saliva covered cock while looking down at the man.                “I’m going to put it in my little ass. Do you have any objects?” Minerva said while stroking his cock to keep him in the mood. Yukino felt left out, but she decided to keep his balls entertained like how her teammate was doing just now. Minerva gently placed the tip of his cock near the entrance of her tight dark hole before looking back down at the man that was pinned down by her breasts.                “H-Hurry the hell up!” Gray muffled through her tits. The man had planted his hands around her thick ass to feel the warmth coming from each cheek. He didn’t want to waste a second. It was also because he wanted to get this little ordeal over with. Who knew when Juvia would stumble in the room to see him having sex with these women? A scene wouldn’t be made, however, Juvia would probably fuck the hell out of him until he passed out. Her stamina for this kind of this was that of a demon.                “Distracted?!” Minerva completely sat down on his lap to feel his wonderful dick pushing in her tight dirty hole. She loved how the surface was rushing up against her inner walls. This wasn’t the first time she had a big cock in this special hole. She just didn’t want to deal with a future child while her career was still flourishing. So having anal sex was the best bet to have fun while keeping a steady head for her guild and her livelihood. Minerva paced her hands upon his strong pectoral muscles before bouncing her cute ass on him. The tightness was fading away for Gray, but it was still enjoyable. “Do you like my t-tight ass?!”                “Y-Yeah! It’s pretty tight!” Gray was sucking on one of her juicy tits while groping her ass. While this was going on, Yukino was busy licking and sucking on his sack. She had front row seats to seeing her teammate’s ass bouncing right in front of her face. It was turning her on for some reason. It could be her ass, or it could have been the cock penetrating it. The girl had began to pleasure herself with her fingers moving in and out of her juicy pussy.                Back to Lucy’s group; Sting had decided to quit the throat fucking and move on to another fun form of sex. The blonde was a little upset that she didn’t get to have his hot cum splash down her throat, but getting fucked was the next best thing. She was bent over the bed with her plump ass sticking out. Sting had started to spank her ass to watch it jiggle around. Erza was laying on the bed with her face next to her friend’s butt. She would stroke it a few times to make sure that he didn’t deal too much damage to the surface. But Sting was glad that she was laying so close to Lucy’s ass, especially since her face was so close to his cock. The blonde male placed his dick into the red head’s mouth to have her suck on it for a little bit. Once it was lathered with her moist spit, he would then stick it deep inside Lucy’s vaginal entrance. The woman was gripping the bed sheets with her face showing so much joy. It was quite some time since someone had fucked her in this position. Every time she had sex with Natsu, he would just take her in Missionary mainly. That was fine with her since it was out of love, but every now and then, she craved to be fucked like the dirty slut she was deep down.                “You have a nice ass, Lucy. Is this the first time you…had someone done this to you?” Sting was curious to see if she had been true to the rumors. A beautiful blonde bombshell having sex with various members of her team. But Lucy wasn’t speaking at all. She was too absorbed in the fact that she was getting fucked by somebody that wasn’t part of her friends or guild. Sting decided to drop the subject and enjoy the night. Especially since Erza was there to suck his dick every time he pulled it out of Lucy to get it cleaned.                “Lucy’s pussy juice is delicious. I love the way it tastes in my mouth after sucking your cock.” Erza said before taking his cock back into her mouth to please. She wasn’t that great in giving head, but she made up with it through enthusiasm of her wiggling tongue. Erza was a person that enjoyed her sweets, and Lucy’s juice was pretty sweet to her. The redhead ended up going all the way down to take his entire cock down her throat. She had some kind of skill to squeeze her throat around his shaft when pulling away to extend the pleasure for the man.                “H-Holy crap!” Sting was rather impressed with this unique skill she displayed for him. He then turned back to put it into Lucy’s vaginal lips that were tinted a light pink. Smack! Lucy’s glorious ass was bouncing around from a powerful spank by his hand. Just watching her thick butt cheeks dance from the impact was fueling him to keep on going. “This is amazing!”                Back in the main Hall, Cana had been ordering her slave, her worker, Juvia in taking care of the people that asked for more drinks and food. It was a madhouse with so many guilds that attended the great news for today. Cana took a moment to down an entire bottle of wine before staring down the cute blue haired girl that had a strange fascination with Gray Fullbuster. Cana licked her lips and leaned in close on the counter to get the girl’s attention.                “Oi. What is it about Gray that gets you so, flustered?” Cana was interested in some girl talk, but she was just faking that to get to the juicy details.                “H-He’s so amazing! He can do so many things and his Ice Skills are top tier! I look up to Gray with all my hopes and desires!” Juvia quickly placed a hand over her own mouth to shut herself up. Something about letting that part out was rather embarrassing for her. She had turned away to hide her shame, but Cana was quick to appear in front of her with her eyes staring down at her due to their height difference.                “Desires huh? I take it you two have done some naughty stuff together?”                “W-What?! I- I uh!” Juvia was a hot mess with steam coming out of her head. It was as if thinking about that stuff with Gray involved caused a meltdown. She had fell down to her knees behind the counter, so her sight had vanished from the other guild mates in the great hall. Cana decided to use this against her, since she was feeling rather horny.                “Hey, I won’t tell anyone you did that with him. I have your secret and it will forever be safe.” said Cana as she stared down at the girl that was still sitting on the floor.                “R-Really?! Thank you, Cana!” her face was cute and innocent, until the sight of Cana unzipping her pants to reveal her red panties came out. Juvia was blushing madly because of how sexy her superior looked in that lighting. Cana looked around to make sure nobody could see past the counter. It was clear. She had kicked her pants off while rubbing the outside of her panties to stimulate herself.                “I want you to do something for me…since I’m keeping your secret.” Cana pinched the side of her panties to reveal her moist pussy. Juvia was so confused about this that she fell back down when trying to get up. “Eat it…Eat it good and I’ll make sure that you get paired with Gray in the future for more quests.” it was like blackmail, but she didn’t mean any harm. The booze was already strong in Cana’s body, but it wasn’t enough to make her impaired from making drastic judgement. She slid two fingers inside her pussy to show how sticky and wet they were when pulling them out. “Come here…and lick me good.”                “C-Cana? W-…Why are you doing this?” Juvia was close to tears, but something about this outcome was making her wet down below. The cute girl with blue hair decided to take her up on it since she was going to be with Gray more from now on in the future. Juvia crawled over to Cana with her lips pressing against Cana’s vaginal entrance. The wet juice easily splashed down onto the girl’s tongue which was quite alarming. “W-What the?!”                “Take it easy…I’m really horny. I just tend to squirt a lot. Just be quiet and keep licking it. If you do a great job…maybe I’ll return the favor.” Cana took a sip of a new wine bottle when standing over Juvia’s head to give her more access. “Be a good girl and eat it.”                “Y-Yes ma’am..” Juvia opened her mouth and took the lips in. She was gently stroking the lovely slender legs while wiggling her tongue all along the entrance of her pink walls. For some reason, it wasn’t that bad in taste. Juvia continued to please her guild-mate while Cana talked to some men sitting on the other side of the counter. It was a scary situation because anybody could peek over to see what Juvia was doing, but Cana was rather intimidating. If she told them to stay the hell back, they would.                “So good.” Cana was happy that she was getting some action. The way that Mirajane and Laxus were looking at each other gave her the idea that they snuck off to have sex. It wasn’t fair that they had the chance to go out and get some action without her. It is kind of the reason why she forced Juvia to stay behind and help her. If Juvia was free to roam around, she would of eventually found Gray and probably had sex with him too. Cana decided to break that outcome up to have some fun for herself. It would have been better if she had her friend Lucy here to join in on the fun. Little did she know that Lucy was already in a Orgy within the back of the Guild Building.                “H-Harder!” Lucy cried out.                Sting was really giving it to her without showing any signs of slowing down. Erza was rather impressed with how well he was able to handle his stamina and rhythm. Each movement wasn’t random, but precise. It served a purpose in giving both Lucy pleasure and his cock. The lovely redhead would lean in to place her tongue along the moving shaft that was stuffing her friend. The juices that were leaking out was tasted and swallowed. Erza decided to climb over to see her friend and plant her lips against hers. Lucy easily gave into the lesbian temptation while getting fucked from the back by Sting. The air in the room was getting heavy and thick from all the heat that they were producing. Gray had took over with the women that was pleasing him. He made Yukino and Minerva lay down beside each other with their faces so close. The man was holding himself up in a push-up position with his cock hanging down low towards their faces. Each time he thrusted down, it would slide into either of their mouths. When it would slide into Minerva’s, she would take that moment to suck it as hard as she can with some teeth play. Yukino showed her appreciation by slobbering his cock with her sloppy tongue. When it left her mouth, it was covered in her spit. Minerva didn’t mind since she liked the satisfying taste. Gray had pumped his cock down their mouths a few more times until he pulled out to release the thick sticky cum that they wanted in the beginning. It kept splattering all along their whorish faces until a couple of droplets leaked out from the tip. Minerva was quick to strike his cock with her mouth to get the last taste. Her movement reminded Yukino of a snake when striking it’s pray with it’s fast attack. Gray had hopped off the bed to grab the innocent looking girl by the legs to drag her halfway off the bed. She was staring up at him with her breasts jiggling around from the erratic movement. Gray tapped his thick cock against her thighs while staring down at Yukino.                “I’m going to stick it in here now.” said the man with the wet tip sliding up and down against her white panties. She was wearing a dress like attire for the special occasion for the day. Minerva was wearing something similar, but in a dark blue dress. Yukino carefully tugged her panties down to reveal the light pink vaginal lips. She was embarrassed to the point that she hid her face with her hands. Gray took her panties into his hand to give it a whiff. The smell of her warm pussy coming from the fabric was causing his cock to harden again. He had tossed the white panties over to where Mirajane and Laxus were having sex.                “B-Be gentle…” Yukino said with a cute voice.                “Don’t be silly. You’ve showed me that you can handle hard play with how you acted with my dick. So let’s skip that and move on to the fun stuff.” he said before ramming his dick far up inside her pussy.                “Ah!~” the erotic voice that escaped Yukino was mixed with a loud scream. She wasn’t hurt or afraid from being penetrated by him, rather surprised that he was so forceful with a heavy amount of pleasure entering her body. The woman looked up to see Minerva climbing over her face. The last thing that Yukino was able to see was Minerva’s pussy lowering down to her mouth. The warm wet taste of another pussy was somewhat soothing. Yukino Agria moved her hands up to caress the ass that was sitting on her face. This was the last thing she thought would ever happen when attending the Fairy Tail anniversary. Having Gray pound into her pussy while Minerva sat on her was causing her pleasurable limits to transpire into new levels.                “Eat that pussy you little slut. I know you like the taste. I can feel how fast your tongue is wiggling around in there.” Minerva narrowed her eyes with her hands gently caressing Yukino’s toned tummy. There were no signs of scars or abrasions where her tits were located. The woman was admiring the little body until Gray caught her attention. Gray had planted his hand around the back of Minerva’s neck to pull her in close for a kiss. Their tongues started to swap into each other’s mouths to further extend their sexual high together.                Gray had leaned in to pull the woman closer to his body. She was in a awkward position because of her ass sitting on Yukino’s face, but he made it comfortable enough to hold her in his arms. The motion that was taking place on the bed was becoming more unstable. The bed was banging against the wall which caught Laxus’s attention. He had grabbed one of the pillows and tossed at the back of his guild mate’s head. Gray had bumped into Minerva due to the impact and turned around to retaliate. Laxus and Gray went head to head with their cocks bouncing around in the air. The women were looking at them with their eyes staring directly at the large dicks that had no mouth or pussy to occupy them. Minerva was fast to hop off the bed and take Laxus’s tip for herself. She was amazed at how fat it was. She couldn’t even wrap her hand around the base of his shaft. Mirajane scooted off the bed to watch the girl suck him off, well, tried to suck him off. She knew that it wasn’t right to keep such a magnificent dick all to herself. The gentle girl gave the man a soft peck on the cheek before heading out to the door. She stopped to look back at Erza, Gray and especially Lucy.                “We came in here for another reason. Natsu already knows this, but Team Natsu has advanced to S-Class Mage Rank. Congratulations and have fun. Laxus, try not to break the poor girls in here.” Mirajane gave a suggestive wink before unlocking the door to leave them be.                “W-We advanced?!” Lucy was so excited to hear such great news, but it was easily swallowed up by the intense pleasure she was receiving from Sting from behind. He clashed against her ass so hard that the cheeks rippled around like jello. “H-Harder! Harder! I w-want to celebrate!!” Lucy had cried out before Erza suddenly pulled her in closer. Their lips were pressing against each other with such passion. The more mature woman slid her tongue into Lucy’s to calm her excitement down.                Gray watched as Minerva tried to please Laxus with her mouth skills, but even she wasn’t able to tackle the beast head on due to the crazy size. Fullbuster turned back to see Yukino sitting there with her legs still shivering. He decided to climb onto the bed to have his fill with her. Yukino was gently laid back down on the bed with her legs opening up to allow him to enter. Feeling his cock slide directly into her womanly entrance was rather invigorating. She had wrapped her arms around his muscular back to hold him close. That was until he started to move his hips into her body. The sounds of her wet pussy was noticeable with each thrust that he performed. She was doing her best to hold in her cute moans, especially since this was the first time in a long while since she experienced this kind of action. Gray laid down lower on her body so that their warmth could mix together. After he felt that her pussy was getting use to his cock, he eventually increased the speed of his powerful thrusts. That was what made the girl sing. She kept having random spastic moans that rung in his ear. It wasn’t too bad, not until she hit a higher note that could alert others. That’s when he might have to resort to covering her mouth when fucking her.                Back to Laxus and Minerva; the titan of a man was standing above the slender woman with his dick still getting sucked. She was pretty good, but Lucy had proved to show more promise when taking his cock on with her slutty mouth. Laxus had to look over to see Lucy still getting fucked in doggy-style position. He placed his hand on the back of Minerva’s head to keep her still for what he was about to do. Minerva had a general idea which was making her more wet between her legs. Her perky breasts were bouncing about due to his cock moving in and out of her mouth. It wasn’t the entire cock due to it’s massive size, but enough to give him pleasure. The woman was staring up at him with her sadistic green eyes. It was captivating to have someone with such emerald eyes to stare at him while having a cock in their mouth. She wasn’t afraid to get sloppy. Which is why she kept expelling a heavy amount of slobber from her mouth to keep his cock nice and wet. The spit bubbles kept forming around the corners each time she was pulled in closer. The tip of his cock was rubbing against the back of her tongue. Almost, it almost had reached the back of her throat. But any more and she would literally have a medical issue to stay in this room. Laxus knew when to hold back since Mirajane was a nice limit when they had sex. Minerva was separated from his dick to show just how much of a mess she made. All of her spit was sliding down her hot breasts and down his legs. Laxus had tossed her ass onto the bed with him climbing on top. She was being mounted like Lucy with her butt being forced to stick up.                “Going to put it in me now?! Good! I can take it! Give me your best! Show me what Fairy Tail can really do!” Minerva was trying to strike a nerve. The way she was speaking with that accent was tempting him to release his full potential.                “Pipe down. You’re going to get it alright. But be quiet so I can enjoy myself too.” Laxus tapped his spit covered cock against her ass before shifting it between her vaginal lips that were exposed. So much pussy juice kept leaking out which looked so sweet. “Would you look at that? You’ve been desiring a dick in you all this time, haven’t you?” Laxus immediately rammed his cock inside her pussy which made the girl fall flat on the bed.                Minerva gripped the white sheets that were covering the medical bed. To have such a fat cock ram into her tiny pussy so quick and menacingly was such a turn on. It was painful, but that only helped fuel her desire to be fucked in this position. The woman had looked back to give him the green glare again with her delicious eyes full of seduction. The look was piercing through his mind to give him the general idea of what she wanted and how she wanted it. Laxus planted his hands around her waist to keep her steady. As soon as she was nice and stable, he began to plow into her pussy without holding much back. Only 50% of his cock was able to fit inside for now, which was all that she needed to hit the crucial pleasurable spots inside.                “Are all women in Sabertooth this freaky?” Laxus had asked while pumping his cock into her body.                “No! I’m…I’m the only one! No one l-like me!” Minerva was looking over to see Yukino getting fucked on the bed with Gray. She then turned around to see Lucy riding Sting’s cock with her ass bouncing around. She was resembling a cowgirl with the way she was straddling him. Erza was sitting on Sting’s face while he was laying down to eat her out. The women were moaning out due to something inside their sensitive pussies. Minerva turned back a little more to see Laxus pounding her pussy. “I’m…the only one!”                “I highly doubt that. But whatever. Damn, you’re so tight. Don’t you ever have sex or just naturally tight down there?!” Laxus gave her ass a spank to watch it jiggle about from the hit. Minerva let a cute moan out which she tried to hide with her hand over her mouth. But it was too late. She lowered her head without replying to him. “Heh! So much for the only one. Guess I’ll have to stretch you open so you can have something to use later tonight!”                “W-What?!” Minerva felt his strong hands wrap around her slender wrists. She was lifted up a little with her breasts dangling about. He held her tightly with his cock drilling into her tight pussy. This new position was causing her to lose control. The woman was finally out of it. The only thing that left her mouth was random erotic moans and seductive squeals that fueled his sexual hunger.                “Ha! Lucy didn’t break so easily. Guess that’s one for Fairy Tail.” Laxus increased his thrusting speed first, then the power behind it. She was just staring up at the ceiling because of how great it was to get fucked from behind.                Lucy firmly planted her sweaty hands down against Sting’s abdomen to enjoy the physical appearance he was sharing with them. The bed was bouncing about with the springs almost giving out. It wasn’t because of the weight limit had been reached, but due to how strong Lucy pounded his cock each time she came back down onto it. Her pussy juices were splashing about because she couldn’t hold in her pleasure any more. This made the girl moan out with so much clear cum spilling down onto the bed in a couple of shots. Sting was too busy eating Erza out to notice the warm feeling around his dick. He didn’t want this feeling to end. Especially since Erza was grinding her ass into his face to make him inhale her womanly scent. He placed his hands around her ass to spank and squeeze the mighty cheeks. All that he could see was the shape of her ass and the red of her hair up above. The quivering moans that had escaped Erza gave him the impression that she was close to finishing up. But he didn’t want her to finish on him while they were in this position. He had another one in mind since he was already close to reaching his limits. Lucy hopped off of his dick to put it back into her mouth. She wanted to taste herself on his cock while pleasing him the best that she could. The entire cock was swallowed by the girl which caused him to release his thick hot cum. Lucy was slapping the side of the bed to express her sheer joy. She got the chance to enjoy this achievement of draining another man of their seed. So much of his cum was releasing up into her mouth and down her throat. It got to the point that Lucy started to gag because of how salty his cum was in flavor. It was so bitter. She pulled her mouth away to lick her lips. It wasn’t bad, but it wasn’t the best she’s ever had. Erza leaned over to lick the excess droplets of cum from Lucy’s lips.                “How salty. What a bad boy he is for not watching his diet.” Erza forced her ass to press more into his face as punishment. “Bad boys need to be punished. Wouldn’t you agree, Lucy?”                “Mm! MmM!?” Sting was feeling the pressure against his face which only made his tongue slide deeper into her pussy. He was wiggling all around to give in to the lustful temptation.                “Aw. He wants to be released from my hold. Should I move to give him what he wants?” Erza asked with her eyes staring down at his limp dick. “Get hard again and I’ll climb off.”                “E-Erza. Isn’t that a little extreme?” Lucy asked while gently stroking the man’s cock to help him out.                “Perhaps. But Jellal can handle this kind of thing. Surely someone from Sabertooth can take up the challenge.” Erza was determined to make him suffer for his diet choice.                It happened, but it took Sting a couple of seconds to relax and force his dick to harden in Lucy’s hands. Final droplets of his salty cum leaked out of the tip which Lucy licked away. Even if it was bitter, it was still cum. She loved cum. The blonde playfully took Erza’s hands and pulled her off his face so that he could catch his breath. Sting sat up with so much glistening pussy juice leaking down from his mouth. He wiped most of it off his face with the back of his hand. He quickly pounced on Erza with her legs shooting up in the air. His hard cock easily slipped into her wet pussy to show her whom was boss in this scenario. Even if he just finished cumming in Lucy’s mouth, he was going to show her what he was capable of. Lucy hopped off the bed to join Gray and Yukino. Yukino’s face was full of pleasure since she couldn’t really speak. Lucy playfully tugged Gray’s nuts to see what kind of expression he’d share. But he just pulled his cock out of Yukino’s wet pussy and slid it into the blonde’s mouth. Lucy was enjoying the taste of the girl on his pulsing member. After a couple of seconds of sucking his cock, Gray put it back into the girl he was currently fucking.                “I need me some action too!” said the girl that had just finished sucking a cock and riding one to boot. Lucy stood up from the floor to check the area. Everyone had someone, which made her feel a little left out. She was going to join the party outside and have a drink with Natsu, but someone she wasn’t expecting had entered the room. It was Gajeel, and he was drunk. The man didn’t see the others fucking the women. His eyes were dead set on the naked blonde that was straight in his path.                “I’m horny. Come here. Didn’t I say…your body was mine?” Gajeel said with his cock popping out of his black pants.                “G-Gajeel?! W-Where’s Natsu?!” Lucy started to walk towards him with her tits bouncing around from the simple steps.                “Natsu?? He fell asleep after our fight! Drank too much! Much he drank with everyone!” Gajeel was clearly more messed up then the others in the room. But his throbbing cock was catching Lucy’s attention. She did remember in agreeing that her body belonged to him when they had their first encounter. “Now…suck my dick.”                “O-Okay.” Lucy got down on her knees with her mouth taking his manly member inside. It had been too long since she last pleased him with her body. The thought of Levy finding out about this was making her feel uneasy, but then again, everything that lead up to this moment was bad. But like she told herself earlier that night, was that it was the last time. After this night, it was over. “Mm!”                The lovely woman placed both of her hands around his strong cock while bobbing her head back and forth with such passion. The quick work of her hands made it easy for him to adjust to his size. Sting wasn’t as thick and long as Gajeel, but Laxus still won by being the biggest in the small room. Lucy was just glad that she had a chance with a real juicy dick to play with. Even if it was by someone she hadn’t slept with in quite some time. All of these thoughts were getting in her way which Gajeel took notice. He took two handfuls of her blonde hair to keep her head straight. She looked up at him before his massive dick started to move in and out of her wet met and down her throat. The tip was hitting the back which made her little toes wiggle in delight. Even if she had just sucked a bitter cock, knowing that a delicious new flavor was heading her way made her night even better. Lucy planted her hands around the brim of his pants to hold onto tightly. She didn’t want this feeling to go away any time soon. From the sexual sounds in the back, she was able to tell that Yukino was cumming while Gray continued to pound into her pussy. Erza was riding Sting’s cock with her thick juicy booty jiggling about from the insane speed she was displaying. Laxus in the corner, finally penetrated Minerva’s tight little ass that hadn’t been touched in so long. Nothing but delightful moans and erotic screams could be heard in the back while Lucy continued to suck Gajeel’s cock.                “That’s right. Keep sucking that dick.” Gajeel gripped her hair tightly to show whom was in control. But Lucy didn’t mind that at all. She loved to be dominated by someone strong and demanding. Even if they were pretty much wasted from the crazy amount of alcohol in their body. Gajeel popped his cock out of her mouth to slap it against her face a few times. The wet cool spit slid down her cheek. Gajeel started to stroke his own cock fast until the white creamy thickness splashed all over her face. Lucy was a little upset that she didn’t get to have it in her mouth, but it felt so nice to get covered in it. Gajeel popped it back into her mouth to enjoy the last couple of shots he saved just for her. The woman sucked on it hard and slow. Making sure that there wasn’t anything left.                “S-So good!” Lucy felt her hair being released but was instantly lifted up from the floor. The strong male carried her over to the door so that her breasts were pressed against the cool surface. Lucy allowed her ass to be tugged back so that it was sticking out for his pleasure. Gajeel gave it a couple of spanks to watch the ass bounce around.                “I’m going to…stick it up your ass…” Gajeel took hold of his thick dick again and brushed it in between her large cheeks. Lucy was waving her butt around like a horny teenager. She wanted to be violated again, especially in the hole that he requested.                “D-Do it! I miss my butt being used and abused.” Lucy decided to look down to see her perky breasts. The nipples were getting harder from the anticipation.                Gajeel easily rammed it into the tight hole since it was covered in both his cum and her spit. The woman was pressed against the door a little more due to the amount of pressure he was displaying. It didn’t take long for him to start thrusting into her ass. Everyone in the room was having a sex, and they were really getting into hitting the climax. Yukino was pleasing Gray again with her mouth after she came all over him. The girl was stroking his cock while squeezing his balls to enhance his pleasurable experience. Laxus was ramming Minerva’s ass so hard that the girl had knocked out from the intense sensation that overtook her body. This was the true power of someone with a mighty cock in Fairy Tail. Sting was happily holding Erza up in the air with his cock penetrating her sensitive pussy. Erza was holding onto him tightly with her legs spread wide open. She loved every second of having his cock thrust into her. It was something new that she never experienced with Jellal when they had sex together. Lucy continued to have her hands firmly planted against the door while Gajeel pounded her ass. She had already released a heavy amount of her own cum that puddled down on the floor between her feet.                But something had sunk her heart when she placed her ear against the door. It was the sound of Natsu walking about in the hallway. He was so close to where the orgy was currently taking place. Lucy couldn’t understand what he was saying exactly due to the amounts of moans coming from the back, but she knew very well that he was leaning against the medical door that she was getting fucked against. If he walked in, everything was over. Team Natsu would probably cease to exist and their marriage proposal would shatter. Lucy was trying her best to hold in her moans. The thought of having him hear her from across the door nearly broke her heart. But somehow, Gajeel knew something was up. Maybe it was because she was tensing up more than usual. Or the fact that her breathing had slowed down when it should be sped up from the amount of thrusts he was performing in her ass. The man had wrapped his hand over her mouth to silence her before dragging her away from the door. It looked as though he was an intruder, keeping the wife silent while fucking her when the husband came home to check on something. This sort of play was making her feel so hot and overly satisfied. To think that her soon to be husband was right out the door while she was helplessly enjoying herself with another man’s dick. Lucy felt the powerful pulse of cum spill into her ass. Gajeel kept thrusting into her until the last drop had was pushed inside.                “G-Go to him. . .” Gajeel didn’t want to hurt them since they had became somewhat close. He gently gave her ass a tap before turning around to see Yukino resting on the bed. That was his next target to get his freak on. “I’ll lock the door behind you. So just go be with your lover..” Gajeel gave off that cool presence which Lucy admired. She quickly knelt down and put her dress back on, but not the panties.                “T-Thank you, Gajeel!” Lucy ran out of the room to see Natsu leaning against the wall. He was a little out of it, but still conscious enough to make out whom it was coming to his side.                “H-Hi Lucy! A-Are you ready to go home?” Natsu said happily while wrapping his arm around her waist to hold her close.                “Y-Yes! I can’t wait to get ho-home!” Lucy blushed madly, not because she was being held by her future husband. It was because Gajeel’s warm cum started to drip down her legs from her tight asshole. She hoped that nobody caught the juicy substance when walking out of the guild with Natsu.                “I love you, Lucy.” said Natsu before kissing her cheek.                “I love you, too. Natsu.” Lucy said happily.                “Phew. . .you smell like sex.” Natsu said as a joke. It was because she had a strong musky scent that reminded him of Gajeel.                “I-I was…s-sweating pretty bad. It was hot after all with everyone in the building.” Lucy’s heart was pounding roughly within her chest.                “I know! I stink! Let’s go home and take a bath together!” Natsu continued to stroll down the dirt path with his woman by his side.                “Okay!” she said with a bright, innocent smile.

Chapter 1 - A Date With An Old Friend

          The front door opened and Brandy stormed into the house. She hurried across the living room and passed through the open threshold beside the TV.           “Angela!” Brandy called as she knocked on one of the bedroom doors. “Angela! Gyles is here!”           The bedroom door opened and Angela hurried out of the room.           “I know,” Angela said as she headed into the bathroom. “I fell asleep.”           Wade sat on the couch in the living room. He could see Angela in the bathroom, standing in front of the mirror. She was a short girl, 5’2. She wasn’t fat, but she wasn’t skinny either. She was a bit chubby and she had curves in all the right places.           Angela hastily brushed her long red hair, and then traced around her mouth with a bright red lipstick.           “Who is Gyles?” Wade asked. He looked over at Gary, who sat in the armchair fiddling with a tablet.           Gary regarded Wade a moment, and then burst out laughing.           “He’s just a friend,” Angela said as she came into the living room. “Brandy bumped into him at the grocery store the other day. He asked if we could get together and catch up on things. We haven’t seen him in a few years.”           “Just a friend?” Gary said. “As soon as you leave, I’m telling Wade all about Gyles.”           Angela stepped to Wade. She tenderly took his face in both her hands and lifted it so he was looking up at her. She lowered her lips to his and kissed him long and deep.           “Don’t listen to Gary,” Angela said when she pulled her lips back from Wade’s. “He’s a liar.”           Angela let go of Wade’s face and followed Brandy to the door. They stepped out into the night and closed the door behind them.   *****             Anthony Gyles couldn’t believe his luck. The gorgeous, twenty-year-old redhead came down the porch steps and crossed the lawn to his Cadillac. She was not skinny, but nor was she fat. Her long hair enveloped her smooth, youthful face. Anthony liked how her light blue jeans brought out the shapes of her legs. The white fur lining of her dark blue coat somehow made her look more adorable than she already was. Just watching her caused Anthony’s penis to pulse against his thigh.           Anthony fumbled with the switch to roll down the window on the passenger side. Angela leaned in through the window and looked at him, a small smile played on her lips.           “Hi Gyles,” she said. “Where have you been? I haven’t seen you in a long time.”           “They sent me to Denver for a couple years,” Anthony said. He kept his gaze fixed on her. An uncontrollable grin spread across his face. “A supervisor went under and I had to fill in for him until they found a suitable replacement.”           “It took them two years to find a suitable replacement?” Angela’s smile disappeared and her eyebrows arched into a scowl, but she kept her gaze fixed on him and that kept him happy.           “In my business,” Anthony said, “they are very selective of who they place in supervising roles. It’s trust as much as ability.”           “Oh.” Angela’s warm smile was back and she locked her gaze with his. She blinked once and tilted her head slightly to the side, sizing him up like she might do to an adorable puppy who was just too cute. “So, are you going to let us in?”           Anthony blinked. “Huh?”           “The doors,” Angela said. “They’re locked.”           “Oh,” Anthony said and chuckled. He looked away from Angela for the first time since she came out of the house and turned to the switches on his door. He pressed a switch. There was the pop sound as the doors unlocked.           Angela backed out of the window and opened the door. She got into the seat beside him. Brandy got into the backseat. Anthony dropped the gear lever down to Drive and drove forward. He drove to the end of the road, and then made a right turn onto a busier road.           “Where are you taking us?” Angela asked.           Anthony looked at her out of the corner of his eye. She looked sweet sitting there in the passenger seat with her wide-eyed gaze fixed on him.           He chuckled.           “I’m taking you to a fancy restaurant in the better part of town,” he said. “It’s called Floria. It’s an Italian restaurant. Do you like Italian?”           “I love Italian,” Angela said.           “I’m glad,” Anthony said. He braked for a red light and turned his face to Angela. He allowed a wormy smile to spread across his face.           Angela snorted.           “You’re giving me that creepy look that you always used to,” she said.           “I know,” Anthony said and gave a slight nod. “Will you take off your pants?”           Angela scoffed and looked away, turning her attention to something outside the window of her door.           “I don’t want to take my pants off,” she said.           “Please,” Anthony said. “I’ll give you two hundred dollars.”           He looked ahead. The red light had changed to green and traffic was moving. Anthony took his foot off the brake and put it down on the gas pedal, driving forward again.           Angela sighed. Out of the corner of his eye, Anthony saw her turn to him.           “Fine,” she said. “Give me two hundred dollars.”           “I can’t right now,” Anthony said. “I’m driving.”           “Then I’m not taking my pants off.”           “Please,” Anthony begged.           “Where’s the two hundred dollars?”           “It’s in my pocket.”           “Which pocket?”           “The right front pocket of my pants,” Anthony said.           Anthony’s penis pulsed against his thigh as Angela leaned over the divider between their seats and reached into the front pocket of his pants. He felt her fingers move over a few coins and come to his penis. Angela gave his penis a squeeze through the fabric of his pocket.           “Hmm,” she said and squeezed his penis again. “No, that’s not it.”           Anthony’s heart was flopping. His penis now felt like a log in his pants. Angela gave his penis a tickle, and then moved her hand deeper into his pocket.           When Angela pulled her hand out of the pocket, she had a roll of bills.           Anthony looked at the road ahead while Angela unrolled the bills.           “Hey!” Angela exclaimed. “There’s four hundred dollars here.”           Anthony looked over. Angela was holding four one-hundred-dollar bills fanned out in front of her face. She was looking at him over the top of the money.           “Oh, yeah,” Anthony said as he returned his attention to the road. “I forgot I had four hundred dollars in that pocket.”           “Can I keep it all?”           Anthony looked at her again. She was smiling big and looking intensively at him. His penis pulsed against his thigh.           “Of course, you can, sweetie,” he said.           “Thank you,” Angela cooed and she made the money disappear into her purse.           “Please take off your pants now,” Anthony said as he watched her from the corner of his eye. His smirk trembled.           Angela sighed to indicate her annoyance.           “Why do you always want me to take off my pants?” she asked, but she undid her belt buckle, and then unsnapped and unzipped the front of her jeans.           “Because I like to see your legs,” Anthony said.           “Yeah,” Angela said. “You and every other guy.”           Brandy laughed. Anthony looked at her in the rearview mirror.           “We were at the mall the other day,” Brandy said, “and Wade wanted to buy her this really short plaid skirt.”           “Who is Wade?” Anthony asked.           “He’s my boyfriend,” Angela said.           Anthony looked at Angela from the corner of his eye. She lifted her butt up off the seat and was in the process of pushing her jeans down. She lowered her butt back to the seat when she had her jeans down to mid-thigh, and then she leaned forward and began untying her shoes.           Anthony drove on, but kept an eye on Angela.           Angela took off first one white shoe and then the other. When both shoes were lying in the footwell, she proceeded to push her jeans down her legs, but not hurriedly. She looked at Anthony the whole time she did this. Her mouth was open a bit, but she neither smiled nor frowned.           Anthony’s cock was a solid log against his thigh and he was sure Angela could see it. At last Angela’s pants were lying on the white shoes in the footwell. Anthony reached over and gave Angela’s thigh a squeeze. Angela gave him a sweet smile.           “Gyles,” Brandy said from the backseat, “the light is red.”           Anthony returned his attention to the road ahead and his right hand to the steering wheel. Traffic was already pouring across the intersection.  Anthony slammed on the brakes short of driving into the flow and getting them all killed.           He sat breathing heavily, kicking himself for being so reckless. And then the light turned green.           Anthony took his foot off the brake pedal and gently placed it on the gas pedal. He eased the Cadillac through the intersection and continued along the road. He vowed that he would be careful, that he would pay attention to the road and get them to Floria alive.           “What about these?” Angela asked.           Anthony looked over. Angela was staring at him with her eyes wide. He lowered his gaze a bit and saw she was pulling the thin string-like strap of her black panties to the side, giving him a view of her bare hip.           “Should I take them off?” she asked.           The sudden honking of a car horn caused Anthony to quickly return his attention to the road ahead. He realized that he had veered far over the centerline and was heading straight toward an oncoming car.           Anthony jerked the steering wheel to the right, bringing the Cadillac back into its lane seconds short of a head-on collision.           He breathed heavily. That was too close. They all would have been dead if he hadn’t looked ahead at that moment. He shivered, but maintained his hold on the wheel and kept his focus on the road.           “Hey,” Angela said. “Do you want me to take them off?”           Anthony looked at her. She was still staring at him with her eyes wide, like she was pleading for his input. She still pulled the string of her panties to the side, letting him see her bare hip. Anthony had to resist the urge to lean over and kiss the flesh of Angela’s hip.           “No,” Anthony said and returned his attention to the road. “Leave those on. They look good on you.”           “Okay,” Angela said, “Daddy.”           Anthony’s heart skipped a beat. He liked it when Angela called him Daddy, which she used to do on occasion. It was quite fitting too, considering that he was forty years older than her. Anthony allowed the wormy smirk to spread across his face. He turned his head a little so he could see Angela clearly. He reached over and gave her bare thigh another squeeze, and then returned the hand to the steering wheel and his full attention to the road.           “Anyway,” Angela said, “what’s this?”           Suddenly her hand was in his lap and she gave his penis a series of quick squeezes through his pants, moving her hand lower with each squeeze until she reached the tip.           Anthony sat stiff, his eyes straight ahead, his heart flopping in his chest. His penis, pulsing and rock hard, was stuck in the leg of his shorts and pressed against his thigh.           “I felt it when I was looking for the money,” Angela said, her voice cheery. “What is it?”           She gave his penis another squeeze.           This was too much for Anthony to deal with while driving. He pulled off the road into a Walmart parking lot and parked far from the other vehicles.           “Hey,” Angela said and gave his penis another squeeze. “What is it?”           Anthony turned his head to look at her. She was staring at him with her eyes wide.           “Hmm?” she said and glanced down at his lap. “What is this?” She gave his penis a gentle tug through his pant.           “Why don’t you get it out and see,” Anthony said. His voice sounded slurred to his ears, as if he was drunk on excitement.           “Okay,” Angela said and gave a quick nod.           She leaned over the divider and with both hands, she undid his belt, unbuttoned his pants and zipped the fly down.           Anthony sat quiet and watched. This wasn’t the first time Angela had been sweet to him, but every time was like a whole new experience. With Angela, it never got old, it never got boring, it was always thrilling.           Angela slipped her hand into his pants and pressed her palm against the rock-hard log still stuck in the leg of his boxer shorts. She gasped and looked at him with her mouth agape.           “What is it?” Angela asked again. She looked at his crotch a moment, and then back at him. With her palm flat against his penis, she rubbed him slowly and tenderly.           Anthony gave his head a slow shake.           “I don’t know,” he said. It was all he could think to say.           Angela slipped her hand into his boxer shorts and lightly took hold of his penis. Her fingers on the skin of his manhood were like a touch of heaven. Ticklish in all the right ways. Angela freed his penis from the leg of his boxer shorts and turned it so that it pointed up at him. She gave his penis two light strokes, and then pulled her hand out of his shorts.           Angela was smiling at him.           Anthony stared back at her, transfixed by her gorgeous face and blue eyes that took him in. She held his gaze a moment, and then she looked toward his lap.           “Oh,” she said, looking back at him, her mouth open. She was peering into his eyes and holding him transfixed again. A moment later, he felt her fingers lightly tickling the tip of his penis through his boxer shorts.           Anthony flinched. Her tickling felt too good to be true.           Angela let out a little giggle.           “What is it, Daddy?” she asked, her voice almost a whisper. She did not break eye contact with him and she continued to lightly tickle his penis through his shorts.           Anthony mustered all his strength to give her a quivering smile.           “You’ll have to finish unwrapping it,” he said. His voice sounded weak. His heart was doing backflips behind his chest bone. He was pretty sure he would have a heart attack and end up in the hospital before this date was over.           “Oh,” Angela cooed, looking down at the circus tent his penis pitched. “I’m sorry.”           Anthony looked down at his lap as well. He watched as Angela’s fingers lightly caressed the tip of his penis through his shorts, providing special attention to the underside of the head.  And then, finally, she took hold of the flexible waistband of the shorts. She lifted the waistband up and lowered it on the other side of his penis.           Anthony’s penis stood straight and thick, like the trunk of a wide oak tree. Angela was gasping. She looked from his penis to him, and then back to his penis, repeating this like a girl amazed and delighted with her gift. She had done this every time he’d been with her and it never got old. Everything about Angela was adorable.           Angela took hold of his face and turned it toward her. She leaned to him and pressed her lips to his, kissing him long and deep. When she pulled back, she gave him a heartwarming smile.           He felt her fingers on his penis again. With no cloth between her skin and his, the tickling was so wonderful. He looked down at his lap and watched as her fingertips ever so gently caressed the tip of his penis.           “You haven’t said much since you picked us up,” Angela said. She stopped tickling his tip, wrapped her soft, tender hand around the mighty shaft of his penis and began lightly stroking it. “How is Dawn?”           Anthony looked at Angela. He was utterly confused.           “Huh?” he said.           Angela giggled. Her hand moving up and down his penis felt so good, like just what he needed.           “I see the wedding band on your finger,” she said, nodding in the direction of his left hand. “I assume you’re still married.”           Her hand moved up and down his penis, so lightly, like a feather touch.           Anthony looked at his left hand, which was resting on his left thigh. He regarded the golden band around his ring finger. Oh, yeah, thirty-five years of marriage.           “How is Dawn?” Angela asked.           “Oh,” Anthony looked at Angela again and smiled. “She’s good. Spends a lot of time with the grandkids.”           “That’s good,” Angela said. She gave the underside of his penis a series of tickles. “She never liked me much, did she?”           “Why do you say that?” Anthony asked. He reached over the divider and put his hand on Angela’s soft, tender thigh. He squeezed the thigh and stroked it.           “I can just tell,” Angela said. She was again moving her gently encircled hand up and down his shaft. “The way she always looked at me, I could tell she knew you wanted me.”           Anthony shook his head and smiled at Angela. Her handjob was sweet and so were her legs.           “Dawn just doesn’t know you very well,” he said.           “Yeah, sure,” Angela said.           She looked at his penis and smiled as she stroked it.           “Dawn knows you always want me to do this for you,” Angela said. She looked back at him, her smile still there.           “Perhaps she does,” Anthony admitted. “How could any guy not want you to jerk him off?”           “Oh,” Angela cooed. “Guys like me to do all kinds of things for them. Sometimes I even do it.” She winked at him.           “I know,” Anthony said. He gave her thigh another squeeze. Her legs were soft and smooth, with the perfect amount of thickness. He loved her.           Angela’s hand continued moving up and down his penis. It was beginning to make him twitch with pleasure.           “This boyfriend of yours, what’s he like?” Anthony asked, just because he liked to hear her talk.           “Oh, Wade,” Angela said as she continued stroking him. “He’s really sweet, but he’s very insecure too.”           “I understand,” Anthony said. “I used to be insecure myself.”           “Really?” Angela looked directly into his eyes. Her eyes were wide and bright, and full of adoration. Her hand kept moving up and down his penis, in slow, light strokes.           “Yes,” Anthony said. He moved his hand from Angela’s thigh and stroked her cheek with his knuckles. “I would get mad anytime my woman talked to another guy.”           “Yeah,” Angela said. “Wade’s like that. Gets mad when I talk to other guys.”           “How did you get out of the house tonight?”           “We just had him really confused,” Angela said. “He didn’t know what was going on.”           Anthony laughed.           “You’re so cute,” Angela said.           “No,” Anthony replied. “I’m just a pathetic old man. You’re cute.”           “Guys always tell me that.”           Anthony’s twitches were becoming squirms. Angela’s hand, moving up and down his penis, felt so good.           “Is Wade mean to you?” Anthony asked.           “Oh, no,” Angela said, her voice coming out like a purr. “He’s not mean to me. He’s smitten with me…, just like you are…, Daddy.”           Anthony’s hips bucked. A stream of semen rocketed from his penis, going clear to the ceiling. Angela kept on milking him. Semen continued shooting from his penis, going every which way, some of it landing on Angela, on her face and chin, in her hair, on her legs.           She continued milking him until there was no more coming out.           “You know, Gyles,” Brandy said from the backseat, “for an old guy, you have one hell of a jet stream.”           Anthony had forgotten Brandy was back there. He laughed uproariously.           When he looked over at Angela, she was fussing over the mess on her. That made him laugh again.           “Are you going to help me clean up?” Angela asked, her tone serious.           “Of course,” Anthony said. He reached across the divider and gave her thigh a squeeze. And then he popped open the divider and pulled out a container of disinfectant wipes. With these, he wiped the semen off Angela’s legs, her clothes, face and hair. He gave her a long, deep kiss on the lips, which she passionately returned.           Anthony pulled his shorts back up and zipped up his pants, buttoned them and buckled his belt. He reached across the divider, petted Angela’s thigh a moment, and then dropped his gear lever to reverse and backed out of the parking space.           “You seem more relaxed now,” Angela said. “I must have done a good job.”           “You were wonderful,” Anthony said. He still felt dazed and doubted he should be driving under the condition.            He drove to the end of the parking lot and turned onto the road.           “Brandy said you’re going through some tough times,” he said.           “Yeah,” Angela said. “I lost my job a few weeks ago and it’s been hard making my half of the rent. Wade tries to help, but he doesn’t have that much money.”           “So, you’re not having any luck finding a job?”           “I’ve been looking around, but no one has called me back.”           Anthony thought a moment.           “I know a place that would definitely hire you,” he said.           Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Angela beaming at him again.           “Really?” she said, her voice sweet. “What place is that?”  She reached across the divider and gave his penis a squeeze through his pants.           “It’s a gentleman’s club,” Anthony said. “It’s called Sexeh 10.”           “Sex-eh?” Angela pronounced. “That’s how you say it?”           “Yeah,” Anthony admitted. “A little funny, huh?” He reached over the divider again and pinched Angela’s butt cheek.           “Ow,” Angela said. “Why did you do that?”           “You’re just so adorable.”           “Yeah,” she said. “Whatever.”           Anthony slapped down the turn signal lever and made a left turn at the intersection.           “Sexeh 10 doesn’t sound very gentlemanly to me,” Angela said.            “Well, it is a sports and gentleman’s club,” Anthony said. “All the waitresses are pretty girls like you. They wear black jerseys with the number 10 on them and white socks.”           “Jersey and socks?” Angela said.           “Yep.” Anthony nodded and smiled. “Jersey and socks.”           “Don’t they wear pants?”           “Nope.”           “You’re kidding me,” Angela said. “What about panties?”           “No panties either.”           Angela was looking at him with an expression of annoyance on her face.           “How long is this jersey?” she asked.           “The hem won’t reach your hip bones,” Anthony said.           “What?”           “Let’s just say your ass and pussy will be out for everyone to see.”           Anthony quickly reached over the divider. With spidery fingers, he wildly tickled Angela’s vagina through her panties.           “Oh, my God!” Angela shouted as she pushed his arm away. “You are such a creep.”           Anthony snickered as he returned his hand to the steering wheel. He looked at her and smiled, taking in how vulnerable and sweet she looked in the passenger seat of his car. If he was a more predatory man, he would take her to a secret place and keep her locked in a room that only he had access to. There, he would visit her as much as possible and there would be so much cum.           “You better watch the road,” Angela said, looking pointedly ahead. Her gaze and tone hinted at annoyance.           Anthony was not quite so predatory, so he took his eyes off the gorgeous piece of ass in the seat next to him and returned his attention to the road ahead.           They came to another intersection and Anthony made a right turn onto a wide, four-lane road.           “If you work at Sexeh 10,” Anthony said, “you could make good money. Some of the girls make five hundred dollars a day. If you make Sweetie of the Week, you get a $1,000 bonus.”           “What’s Sweetie of the Week?” Angela asked.           “It’s like Employee of the Month,” Anthony explained. “At Sexeh 10, the girls are called sweeties. Sort of like how Playboy models are called bunnies. Each week, a Sexeh 10 sweetie is elected Sweetie of the Week. She gets a picture on the wall and receives a $1,000 bonus.”           “Okay,” Angela said. “I’ll think about it.”           Anthony turned the car off the road into a parking lot, the sign on the building across the parking lot said “Floria”.           “Here we are,” Anthony said as he pulled into a parking space. “It’s the best Italian restaurant in town. You’ll like the food, I’m sure.”           “Daddy,” Angela said.           Anthony looked at her. She was looking at him, her eyes wide and full of adoration.           “Yes?” Anthony said. His penis was becoming stiff again.           “Can I put my pants on before we go in?”           That question drew Anthony’s gaze to Angela’s bare legs. She was still sitting there in her white-lined coat, gray sweatshirt, thin black panties and white socks. Anthony reached across the divider and petted Angela’s legs.           “I wish you didn’t have to,” he said.           “Well, you know,” Angela said as she bent and reached into the footwell for her jeans, “I’m not really comfortable being around people without my pants on. I’m shy.”           “Yes, I know,” Anthony said. “But you really shouldn’t be shy. You look stunning with your pants off.”           Angela snorted. “That’s not the point.”           She finished pulling up her pants. She zipped up the fly and snapped the waistband, and then buckled her belt. She put her shoes on last.           The three of them climbed out of the car and Anthony led the way to the entrance of the restaurant. He held the door for Angela and Brandy, and then followed them in and took the lead again.           “Hello Theresa,” Anthony said as he approached the hostess’s desk.           The thin, blond-haired woman on the other side of the desk looked up and smiled.           “Anthony, hi,” she said with glee. “It’s good to see you again.”           “You too,” Anthony said. “I have a reservation for three.”           Theresa looked at the book in front of her and pointed to a certain line of handwritten text.           “Yes, it’s right here,” she said, and then she pulled three menus from under her desk. “Come on.”           Theresa led them through the restaurant. Most of the tables were taken and most of the people were well-dressed. Not everyone was in suit or dress, but they did dress finely here. Most did, anyway. There were a few people in jeans and t-shirts, but only a few.           Their table was a round one near the wall with a large painting of a waterfall. The three of them sat and Theresa placed their menus in front of them.           “Can we get a bottle of red wine?” Anthony asked before Theresa could depart.           “Your usual request,” Theresa said and headed off toward the kitchen.            Anthony had eaten here enough times that he didn’t need to look at the menu. He knew what he wanted. Angela and Brandy, however, were first timers at Floria and they had opened their menus.            Theresa returned with a large bottle of wine and three wine glasses. She placed the bottle in the center of the table and placed a glass in front of each of them.           “A waiter will be here in a minute,” Theresa said and headed away.           Anthony reached across the table and grabbed the wine bottle. The cork had already been pulled up. He took the cork in his fist and yanked it out of the bottle’s neck.           “Who wants wine?” he asked.           Brandy grabbed up her glass and leaned across the table toward him. Anthony filled Brandy’s glass.           “Brandy,” Angela said. “We shouldn’t be drinking. We’re not old enough.”           Anthony chuckled as he filled his own glass.           “C’mon, Angela,” Brandy said as she lifted her glass to her lips. “Live a little.”           Brandy had a drink, and then beamed a smile.           “You really should try this,” she told Angela. “I’ve never had wine this good.”           “No,” Angela said. “You know I don’t drink.”           “Your loss,” Brandy said and had another drink.           “Are you ready to order?” a man asked.           Anthony looked over. The young man standing to his side had light brown hair and a clean-shaven face. He was dressed in the white vest and dark blue shirt that all of Floria’s wait staff wore.           “Hi Charles,” Anthony said. “How are you doing?”           “Not bad,” Charles said. “It’s been a while since I saw you.”           “Yeah,” Anthony said. “I was out of state. Business needed me elsewhere for a while.”           Charles nodded as if he knew all about it and understood perfectly.           “My dad gave me a management position, but today I’ll be your waiter.”           “That’s kind of you,” Anthony said.           “Well, you were always one of our most valued customers,” Charles said. “A good family friend, so I’ll serve you.” He beamed a smile and his gaze moved around to the others at the table. Anthony couldn’t help noticing that Charles’ gaze lingered on Angela a bit longer than it had on anyone else.           Angela was reading her menu and didn’t seem to notice.           “Is everyone ready to order?” Charles asked.           “I want your grilled chicken dinner,” Anthony said. “With the gravy potatoes, corn and rolls on the side.”           Charles wrote the order down on the pad in his hand. Brandy ordered a beef meal with bread and potatoes, and French fries.           When Charles’ eyes fell on Angela, she was still reading her menu. She glanced up, met his gaze and he damn near stumbled backward. Anthony refrained from laughing, but he couldn’t contain the smirk that stretched his face.           “I’ll have this chicken salad thing,” Angela said.           “The Corben Chicken Salad?” Charles asked. There was a heavy croak in his voice.           “Yeah,” Angela said and gave him her warmest smile, the one that had the tendency to make men cum in their pants. “And can you bring me water. I don’t drink alcohol.”           “Yes,” Charles croaked. “Of course.” He wrote down her order and gave her a longing look before heading away.           “This is a really nice place,” Angela said. “But don’t they usually take your menus after you place your orders?”           Anthony looked down at the table and saw his menu was still there. He burst out laughing.           “You have that effect on people,” he told Angela.           Angela scoffed.           Charles came hustling back to their table, a tall glass of water in his hand. He placed the glass in front of Angela.           “Thank you,” Angela said, her warmest smile again for Charles.           Anthony could swear Charles’ heart was about to explode in his chest. It took Charles a minute to collect himself.           “Is there anything else I can do for you?” Charles was speaking directly to Angela, though Anthony was certain he had meant to address them all.           “We still have our menus,” Anthony said, “which we don’t need anymore.”           “Oh!” Charles said suddenly and turned to Anthony. “Sorry, I’m a little off today.”           “It’s all right,” Anthony said and handed Charles his menu.           Charles reached across the table and accepted the menu from Brandy, and then he turned to Angela.           When Angela handed Charles her menu, she didn’t immediately release her end of it. Anthony noticed how Angela locked her gaze with Charles’, holding him captive while she gave him her secretive smile. When she finally released her end of the menu, Charles stumbled back a step as if he’d just been tricked in a tug-o-war match.           Angela let out a little laugh. Charles responded with a slight laugh of his own, and then headed away.           “He’s cute,” Angela said when Charles was out of earshot.           “You’ll corrupt him,” Anthony said and chuckled. “Charles is just a kid. Only eighteen.”           “I’ve already corrupted him,” Angela said. “He’s looking at me now, isn’t he?”           Anthony looked past Angela in the direction Charles had gone. She was right. Charles was standing just outside the door to the kitchen and looking in their direction. There was no doubt that Charles hoped Angela would turn and look at him.           Anthony nodded. “He is.”           “I thought so,” Angela said.           “Anthony!”           The shout came from across the restaurant. Anthony turned his head to look. A large man in a dark blue suit was heading their way.           “Anthony Gyles!” the man exclaimed when he saw Anthony’s face. “They told me you were back in town, but I didn’t believe it.”           Anthony let a large smile spread across his face.           “Good to see you, Sylvester,” he said. “How have you been?”           “I’ve been great,” Sylvester boomed. “And yourself?”           “A little overworked,” Anthony admitted. “But managing.”           “Tell me about it,” Sylvester said. “So, you’re taking a break to have one of your fancy dates?”            “Oh, yeah.” Anthony chuckled. “Let me introduce everyone.” He gestured to Sylvester. “Girls, this is Sylvester Brown. He owns the Sexeh 10 club I was telling you about.”           “Hello,” Brandy said.           “Hi,” Angela said.           “This is Brandy,” Anthony said as he pointed to Brandy. “And this is Angela.” He pointed at Angela. “Angela is interested in working at Sexeh 10.”           Angela’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open. She looked awkwardly around at everyone at the table. Her face became a slight shade of red,           “What are you talking about?” she said, looking at Anthony. “I didn’t say I was interested.”           Sylvester was looking at Angela intensively. When Angela realized this, she averted her gaze to the table.           Sylvester took a knee beside Angela’s chair. With one finger, he pushed the hair that was hiding her face back behind her ear, making that side of her face completely visible. Sylvester then tickled her cheek with his finger.           Angela didn’t look at him. She kept her gaze downward.           “Are you afraid of me?” Sylvester asked, giving her cheek another tickle.           “A little bit,” Angela said in a voice that was barely more than a whisper. Her gaze was still cast downward.           “I’m big, black, and loud,” Sylvester said, “but I’m gentle as a lamb.”           “It’s not that,” Angela said, finally lifting her head and looking at Sylvester. “It’s just that I don’t know you.”           “Would you like to get to know me?” Sylvester asked.           Again, Angela looked down at the table.           “Maybe,” she said.           Sylvester took Angela’s chin in a light, gentle grasp and turned her face to him.           “They have a suite upstairs that they let valued customers and friends use,” he said. “Would you like to come up and get to know me?”           “I’m not a valued customer,” Angela said. “I’ve never even been here before.”           “I’m a valued customer,” Sylvester said, still holding Angela’s chin and peering deep into her eyes, “and you are my friend.”           “Oh,” Angela said.           “Will you come upstairs with me?”           Angela was silent a moment, and then she nodded while Sylvester still had her chin in his hand.           Sylvester let go of Angela’s face. Angela got up from her chair. She followed Sylvester across the restaurant without looking back.           “Look at Charles,” Brandy said. “Looks like his heart just broke.”           Anthony looked toward the door to the kitchen. Charles was still standing beside the door. Charles’ eyes were following Angela and Sylvester as they made their way across the restaurant.           “Yeah,” Anthony said. He felt bad for Charles, but what could he do? “Perhaps if Charles had been a little more forward, it would be him taking her up to the suite instead of Sylvester.”           “I think she’s going to make some more money today,” Brandy said, now looking after Angela and Sylvester.           Anthony turned in his chair so he could see his pair of friends. Angela, the gorgeous redhead, was only 5’2, while Sylvester reached the height of 6’5. Sylvester looked like a giant next to Angela.           Sylvester opened a door at the back of the restaurant and held it. Angela didn’t look back as she passed through the threshold and disappeared from sight. Sylvester entered the threshold after Angela and closed the door behind him.           “She’ll probably take every dime he has on him,” Anthony said as he turned back to Brandy. He lifted his wine glass in a toasting fashion and Brandy did the same in return.           They each brought their glasses to their lips and drank long.   *****           The girl was a total fox. Sylvester was amazed. She was so incredibly gorgeous and sweet.           They moved up the stairs together, she at his side. Sylvester looked down at her. He was unable to contain the smile that spread across his face. She did not look up to meet his gaze. She kept her focus straight ahead. It was a good thing, too, because he probably looked like a total creep with this smile on his face.           They reached the top of the stairs and started along the hallway. Sylvester decided to take his chances. He reached down, grabbed a handful of Angela’s butt cheek and gave it a good squeeze through the jeans. He was pleased when Angela made no protest whatsoever.           “In here,” Sylvester said and pointed to the next door in the hallway. He opened the door and Angela entered. Sylvester entered after her and closed the door behind him.           The room was a wide square of polished hardwood floor. There was a large window across the room and a liquor cabinet-bar to the side of the window. A black leather couch was to one side of the room. Across the room from the couch was a pair of doors. Sylvester knew that one door opened to a bathroom and the other door opened to a bedroom.           Angela walked to the middle of the room and turned in circles, looking around. When she stopped turning, she was looking at the large painting above the couch.           “What’s that?” she asked.           Sylvester looked to the painting. It was a wide landscape painting in a gold frame. The painting showed a grassland with bushes, flowers and small trees. Farther back in the painting, there were two women dressed in clothes from a century ago. Behind the women, there was a large stone wall.           Sylvester had no idea what the painting was.           “Some place,” he said.           Angela laughed.           Sylvester turned his attention to her. She was still looking at the painting, for a moment, and then she looked at him.           “I’ll give you a hundred dollars to suck my pump,” Sylvester said.           Angela took a large step backward. Her eyebrows arched sharply as she looked at him.           “I’m not a prostitute,” she said.           Sylvester reached to his back pocket and pulled out his wallet. He unfolded the wallet and fingered the bills inside it.           “How about three hundred dollars?” he said.           Angela scoffed. She looked one way and then the other, before returning her attention to him. She was glaring.           “Five hundred dollars,” she said, the anger clear in her voice.           Sylvester looked to his wallet again. He fingered the bills in the wallet, and then pulled all the bills out and handed them to Angela.           “That’s more or less five hundred dollars,” he said.           He was dismayed when Angela began counting the money. Angela finished counting and looked at him with a sharp scowl on her face.           “You’re forty-six dollars short,” she said.           Sylvester felt like the lowest lump of scum ever to crawl across the surface of Earth.           “Wait,” he said. He was embarrassed by how high pitched his voice sounded at that moment. “I’ll be right back.”           Sylvester hurried out the door. He made his way along the hallway, looking in each open doorway. He was relieved when he saw Carl Rossi in the kitchenet.           “Hey Carl,” Sylvester said as he entered the kitchenet.           The short, black-haired man turned away from the counter with a steaming cup in his hand.           “Hey Sly,” Carl said. “It’s good to see you.”           “You too,” said Sylvester. “You have no idea how glad I am to see you. I have a situation in the suite and I’m forty-six dollars short. If you can loan me the money, I’ll pay you back generously.”           Carl laughed.           “Sure Sly,” he said. “That sounds good.”           Carl sat the cup down on the counter and pulled his wallet from his pocket. He sifted through the bills and pulled out a fifty. He handed the fifty to Sylvester.           “Thanks man,” Sylvester said as he turned to go. “I owe you big. Very big.”           Carl laughed again.           Sylvester exited the kitchenet and hurried back along the hallway to the suite. He was relieved that Angela had waited for him.           “Here,” Sylvester said and handed her the fifty-dollar bill Carl had given him.           Angela put the fifty in with the rest of the money she held. She folded the bills and put them in her purse. When she fixed her gaze on Sylvester, Sylvester felt his heart melt. Angela’s lips had curled into a very sweet and sexy smile. His penis pulsed.           “Do you want to sit down?” Angela asked and gestured to the couch.           Sylvester thought about that a moment, and then decided he had better. He crossed to the couch and sat down. Angela was still standing in the middle of the room.           She was smiling, so he couldn’t help smiling back. She was gorgeous, stunning, cute. In her light gray sweatshirt and shape fitting blue jeans. Her face was sweet, enveloped by long red hair that fell past her breasts.           Angela came toward him. His penis became a solid rock in his pants and it seemed there wasn’t enough room for it. Angela went to her knees in front of him. She sat her purse down on the floor and looked up at his face.           Sylvester couldn’t resist reaching to Angela’s face and stroking her cheek. Angela took hold of his hand and held it against the side of her face. She rubbed her cheek up and down his palm.           That alone caused Sylvester’s heart to flop in his chest.           When Angela released his hand, she looked up at him again, her eyes wide, her smile sweet. Sylvester waited, patiently savoring every minute of it. Angela reached to the crotch of his pants and lightly tickled his penis through the fabric. And then she rose up, took his face in her hands, and gave him a long, soft, deep kiss on the mouth.           Sylvester was disappointed when she pulled away, but only for a moment, because Angela went low again, and her hands were now on his belt buckle.           Angela unbuckled his belt. She unbuttoned his pants and zipped down the fly. She opened his pants as wide as she could and revealed his white and blue striped boxer shorts. Now that his pants were open, his penis posted a high tent with his shorts.           “Hmm,” Angela said and placed one hand over the top of his penis. She gently tickled the tip through his shorts. Her fingertips were soft and light touching, almost like feathers. She looked at him with wide, wondering eyes as she tickled his penis, her mouth slightly open. The tip of his penis became wet and the peak of his shorts became a damp, discolored spot.           Angela looked from his eyes to his penis. She removed her hand from the top and sat looking at his penis posted tent with the same wondering expression.           “You must really like me,” she said.           “You have no idea how much,” Sylvester said.           Angela laughed, and then leaned forward and gave his penis a long, deep kiss through his shorts. When she pulled back, she smiled up at him, her eyes still wide and wondering.           “Did you like that?” she asked.           Sylvester’s heart was doing back flips. His penis was pulsing, eager for her to touch it again.           Angela hooked her fingers in the waistband of his shorts and pulled the shorts down, revealing his massive erection. Sylvester was happy that she could see it now.           Angela smiled at his penis like it was the cutest puppy she had ever seen. She reached to his penis and lightly tickled it under the head with one finger.           Sylvester gasped. Her tickling felt wonderful.           Angela wrapped her hand around his penis and lightly stroked it a few times. She rose up again and gave him another long, deep kiss on the mouth. When she pulled away and lowered herself back down, she reached around his waist and tugged his wallet out of his back pocket.           Sylvester chuckled.           “You already took all of my money,” he said.           Angela looked up at him with her wide wondering eyes, her mouth partly open. She lowered her gaze to his penis. She leaned in and gave his penis a quick kiss. Now that there was no fabric between Sylvester’s penis and Angela’s lips, the kiss felt like heaven.           Angela opened his wallet and pulled out his driver’s license. She looked at the license a minute and laughed.           “Your picture is hilarious,” she said.           “I know,” Sylvester said. “I never look good on my driver’s license.”           “Oh, my God,” Angela said as she continued looking at the driver’s license. “Your birthdate means you’re forty-seven years old.”           “Right,” Sylvester said. “I’m forty-seven.”           Angela looked up at him with that wondering expression again.           “You’re old enough to be my dad,” she said.           “I suppose,” Sylvester said. He reached to Angela’s face and stroked her cheek with the back of his knuckles.           “How come old men always want me?” Angela asked.           “Because you are adorable.” Sylvester traced Angela’s lips with his thumb. When he touched his thumb to the middle of her lips, she opened her mouth slightly and took his thumb in with her tongue. She sucked his thumb, rolling her tongue around it, and that too felt so good. Sylvester imagined what it would feel like if it was his penis she did that to.           Angela took her mouth off his thumb and beamed up at him.           Sylvester stroked her cheek.           “You’re a good girl,” he said.           “I try to be.”           Angela returned his driver’s license to his wallet and pulled out a picture.           “Who’s this?” she asked, turning the picture so he could see it. The picture showed a pretty black woman smiling beautifully.           “That’s my wife,” Sylvester said.           “She’s pretty,” Angela said and turned the picture back to herself so she could look at it more.           “Yes, she is,” Sylvester agreed. He continued stroking Angela’s cheek.           “Does she know you like young girls like me?” Angela asked, looking up at him with her wide-eyed, wondering expression.           “For both of our sakes,” Sylvester said, “we better hope she never finds out.”           Angela laughed.           “I won’t tell her if you don’t,” she said.           Angela returned the picture to his wallet and sat the wallet on the couch cushion beside him. She leaned toward his lap, took his penis in her hands and pressed her lips against his foreskin, kissing it long and passionately, in the same manner that she had kissed his mouth.           She pulled her mouth back and licked the underside of his penis, just below the head, like a kitten licking an ice cream cone.           Sylvester sighed with pleasure.           Angela laughed.           “You really like that, huh?”           “I do,” Sylvester said. He waited anxiously for her to lick him again.           Instead, Angela smiled up at him sweetly.           “So,” she said, “you own a strip club?”           “Sexeh 10 isn’t a strip club,” Sylvester explained. He stroked her cheek. “It’s a sports and gentleman’s club. Girls are the big attraction there, but there is no striping.”           Angela leaned in and gave the tip of his penis a light suck.           “Gyles said all the girls at Sexeh 10 wear black jerseys and white socks, but no pants or underwear, and the jerseys don’t even reach their hips.”           Sylvester nodded. “That is the uniform of Sexeh 10’s Sweeties.”           “I don’t think I would be comfortable dressed like that,” Angela said. “But Gyles said the girls there make a lot of money.”           “Yes,” Sylvester said. “We pay our sweeties well, and there are tips from patrons, and if you make Sweetie of the Week, it’s a thousand-dollar bonus.”           Angela was looking up at him with wide eyes, her mouth agape, and then she leaned forward. Taking his penis in one hand, she put her mouth over it and sucked. She sucked for a minute. The inside of her mouth was warm and pleasant. Just when Sylvester thought he was going to shoot his load, Angela took her mouth off his penis. She looked up at him and smiled.           “If I work at Sexeh 10, will you make me Sweetie of the Week?”           “It doesn’t work like that,” Sylvester said. “Patrons fill out cards requesting personal time with one sweetie or another. Every Saturday night, we count the cards and the sweetie with the most cards is dubbed Sweetie of the Week.”           “Oh.” Angela averted her eyes to his penis, but her expression looked sad now. “I would probably never make Sweetie of the Week, because I’m fat.”           Sylvester took Angela’s chin in his hand and lifted her face so that she was looking at him again.           “You are extremely gorgeous,” he said. “If you come to work at Sexeh 10, you would make Sweetie of the Week all the time.”           “You think so?” Angela’s smile was back.           “I guarantee it,” Sylvester said. “Our patrons would be fighting over you.”           Angela’s smile turned sexy. She pulled her face out of his hand and leaned toward his penis again. She took the shaft in her hand and lightly stroked it a few times before putting her mouth down over the top.           Sylvester sighed with pleasure. The tickle was unbearable. His hips twitched. Angela took her mouth off his penis and began licking under the head, again like a kitten licking an ice cream cone.           Sylvester’s hips bucked. Semen rocketed from his penis and drilled Angela in the right eye, which she had closed just in time. The second stream whiplashed over Angela’s head, splattering her face.           “Jesus Christ!” Angela cried out and pulled back.           Sylvester burst out laughing. His penis continued squirting semen, most of it landing on Angela. When he got his laughter under control, Angela was looking at him with a warm smile.           “This has been my day,” she said. “Guys squirting cum all over me.”           That made Sylvester laugh again.           “I’m sorry,” he said between sputters.           “Yeah,” Angela said. She leaned over and gave his penis a single kiss, and then she rose up higher and kissed him long and deep on the mouth.           “You’re so cute,” she said when she pulled back.           Sylvester stared at her, longing for her to touch him again. She stood up instead.           “Is there somewhere I can get cleaned up?” Angela asked. “This is a nice restaurant and I don’t want to go downstairs with your cum all over me.”           Sylvester pointed to one of the doors across the room.           “That’s a bathroom,” he said.           “Thank you,” Angela said. “Do you have a phone I can use? I want to call my boyfriend and let him know I’ll be home soon.”           Sylvester reached into the front pocket of his pants and pulled out his phone. The phone was in a brown case that had the words “Bad Motherfucker” on the back, just like Jules Winnfield’s wallet. Sylvester handed the phone to Angela.           “You going to tell your boyfriend about this?” he asked.           “No,” Angela said. “He would totally flip out. He’s very insecure. Always thinks guys want to get in my pants.”           Sylvester laughed and Angela turned away. She crossed to the bathroom, went in and closed the door.           Sylvester sat, waiting, unmoving. He didn’t even have the energy to put his dick away.           When Angela came out of the bathroom ten minutes later, Sylvester watched her as she crossed the room to him. His penis grew in length and became hard again.           Angela stood looking down at him, her mouth curled into a warm smile. She dropped his phone onto the couch beside him and took his penis in her hand.           “I had a nice time, Mr. Brown,” she said as she lightly stroked his penis.           “I love you,” Sylvester said.           Angela laughed.           “You can’t love me,” she said. “You just met me.”           “But I do,” Sylvester insisted. Her light strokes on his penis felt wonderful.           Angela smiled warmly at him.           “I should get back downstairs,” she said. “My food is probably ready.”           “I know,” Sylvester said. She was still stroking his penis. “I hope to see you again.”           “Maybe you will,” Angela said.           She let go of his penis, leaned over him, took his face in both her hands and planted a long, deep kiss on his mouth. She slipped her tongue between his lips, into his mouth, and he did the same to her.           She pulled back, smiled warmly at him, and then turned for the door. Sylvester watched her as she crossed the room. She waved to him as she stepped out and closed the door.   *****             Wade sat on the couch. The TV was on, but he wasn’t paying attention to it.           He was glad Angela had called. She let him know that she was at the restaurant and she should be home soon. But his nerves were not completely at ease and he had Gary to thank for that.           “I’m telling you,” Gary said from his armchair, “she’s a whore. She sucks dick for money.”           Wade wanted to hit the guy.           He got up from the couch and crossed the room to the front door. He looked out at the street and saw when the Cadillac came to a stop in front of the house.   *****             Anthony looked over at Angela sitting in the passenger seat. She was looking at him, a little smile on her face.           “It was fun,” Angela said. “Thank you for taking us out.”           “Yeah,” Brandy said from the backseat. There was a squeak as she opened the door. “The food was great too.”           “I’m glad you liked it,” Anthony said.           Brandy climbed out of the car and closed the door.           Anthony turned his attention back to Angela. He reached for her face. Angela caught his hand and pushed it down.           “Wade is watching,” she said.           Anthony looked past Angela, toward the house. Yes, that guy was looking out the window at the car.           “Don’t look so sad,” Angela said. “We’ll have other times.”           “We will,” Anthony agreed. “I’ll try to hold my horses until then.”           “I better get inside,” Angela said, “before Wade has a cow.”           Anthony chuckled. “You better.”           Angela turned to her door and took hold of the lever to open it, but then she turned back to Anthony.           “Mr. Brown was really nice to me,” she said. “I think I’ll take the job.”           “If you work at Sexeh 10,” Anthony said, “I’ll be there every night to see you.”           “I know you will,” Angela said. “I’ll see you.”           She turned back to the door, opened it and climbed out of the Cadillac. She gave him a little wave before closing the door. Anthony watched as Angela crossed the small lawn and climbed the porch steps. Her boyfriend opened the door for her. Angela took her boyfriend’s face in her hands and gave him a long, deep, passionate kiss on the mouth.           Anthony dropped the gear lever and drove off.   *****             Now that Angela was home, Wade could relax. Gary was no longer in the room bothering him. Gary and Brandy had gone to bed shortly after Brandy and Angela got home.           “Wade,” he heard Angela say. “Look.”           Wade looked from the TV to the threshold. Angela stood in the threshold wearing a black shirt and no pants. The shirt was just long enough to cover her vagina.           Wade’s mouth fell open and his penis stiffened in his pants.           “Come on,” Angela said and gestured for him to follow her.           Wade got off the couch and hurried across the living room. He threw his arms around Angela and hugged her tight, and then let her lead him into the bedroom. Once in the bedroom, Wade climbed into the bed and lay on his back.           Angela climbed into the bed, but she did not lay down.  She sat on her knees and looked down at him. She leaned over him and gave him a long passionate kiss. When she straightened back up, she placed her hand on his penis and slowly tickled him through his jeans.           Wade’s penis hardened and became larger. The bulge in his pants grew.           Angela unbuttoned his pants and zipped down his fly. She tickled him through his boxer shorts, giving special attention to the underside of the head.           “You must have really missed me,” she said.           “I did,” Wade admitted.           “Yeah,” Angela said, giving him a little smile. “I can tell.”           She slipped her hand into his shorts and let her fingers trickle over his shaft. When she pulled her hand back out, she took hold of the waistband and pulled the shorts down. Wade lifted his rear end off the bed so Angela could easily slide his pants and shorts down to his thighs, completely revealing his penis and testicles.           Angela proceeded to lightly stroke his penis. Her fingers were like feathers tickling his foreskin.           “Wanna see something?” she asked, beaming a bright smile down at him.           “Sure,” Wade said.           Angela let go of his penis and walked on her knees to the end of the bed. She grabbed her purse off the dresser and came back to him. From the purse, she produced several folded dollar bills and handed them to Wade.           As Wade unfolded the money, Angela took hold of his penis again and resumed stroking it. Wade fanned out the money.           “$900,” he said. “Where did you get this?”           Angela smiled down at him, her strokes on his penis felt good.           “I gave Gyles a handjob,” she said, “and I sucked his friend’s dick.”           Wade blinked. “Huh?”           Angela laughed. “I’m just kidding. Brandy gave it to me.”           “Brandy gave you $900?”           “Yeah,” Angela said. “That’s why I call her my sugar mom.”           Angela’s hand kept moving up and down his penis with a rhythmical motion. It was a wonderful, soft, ticklish touch. Wade started to twitch from the effect.           “You’re so cute,” Angela said, smiling and shaking her head at him in an adoring manner.           Wade’s hips bucked and the load rocketed from his penis.   *****             Sylvester steered his shiny black Mercedes-Benz SUV into the parking lot. The two-story building the lot adjoined was built with polished marble bricks that reflected light from the street. There were only a few windows and those few windows were all on the second floor.           The sign at the entrance to the parking lot was tall and declared in fine glossy letters:   Sexeh 10 Sports & Gentleman’s Club             Sexeh 10 was the business Sylvester and his partners had been involved in for fifteen years. The club was their pride and joy, and business was always booming. Sylvester wasn’t sure if the success of Sexeh 10 had to do with the girls who worked there or the way the girls were dressed.           He parked the SUV in a spot with a sign that said SLY BROWN. Anyone else who parked in this spot ran the risk of having the shit kicked out of them. Though, usually, the car would just be towed away and the usual city fees for violating parking lot regulations would apply. This was a gentleman’s club, after all.           Sylvester climbed out of the SUV. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this relaxed. That pleasant tickle was still at the end of his penis, where Angela had sucked him so sweetly. She was the cutest redhead he had ever seen.           He strolled along the wide concrete walkway toward the main entrance. When he was halfway to the entrance, both doors flew open. There were a pair of muscular men in black t-shirts that had the white outlines of badges over the left breast. The word SECURITY was in the badge outlines.           The two security guards had a skinny man in a brownish suit between them. The security guards dragged the man along. The man insisted that he was sorry and he would never do it again.           “Hey guys,” Sylvester said. “What’s going on?”           One of the security guards looked Sylvester’s way and recognized him.           “He was putting his hands on Lisa,” the guard said.           Sylvester looked at the skinny man between the two security guards. The man was a shabby thing and his brown suit wasn’t helping. Sylvester pegged him to be college-aged.           “Why were you putting your hands on Lisa?” Sylvester asked. He gave the man what he deemed to be his most serious look.           The man looked at Sylvester and trembled. He no doubt recognized that Sylvester was someone who could have him murdered and no one would do anything about it.           “She’s just really cute,” the man said. “I’ve always had a thing for goth chicks.”           Sylvester nodded. Any other day and he might have smacked this young man. But tonight, he felt good and relaxed, and merciful. He let his frown break apart into the hugest, happiest, friendliest smile he was capable of displaying on his massive face.           “Let go of him, guys,” Sylvester told the security guards.           The security guards released the man’s arms, but remained on either side him.           “What’s your name?” Sylvester asked the man.           “Frankie,” the man said. He looked sheepishly down at his shoes.           “Okay, Frankie,” Sylvester said. “I’m guessing you didn’t purchase personal time with Lisa.”           Frankie shook his head.           “I barely have enough to buy a drink in there,” he said. “I go to the college and my parents send me money each month, but it’s not enough to cover everything I need.”           “Oh,” Sylvester said. “C’mon.”           He stepped past Frankie and the security guards and continued along the sidewalk toward the entrance. Frankie appeared at his side.           “I know how beautiful women can overpower us,” Sylvester said. His thoughts were of Angela. Boy, had she overpowered him.           They pushed through the doors and turned to walk the length of the lobby. There was another set of double doors and when they pushed through, they were in the main area of Sexeh 10: Sports & Gentleman’s Club. There was the hostess’s desk. The beautiful blond in the black Sexeh 10 jersey smiled when she recognized Sylvester. Sylvester smiled at the blond as he and Frankie walked by her desk.           The main portion of Sexeh 10 was a great, wide room with many round tables, and a long bar at one side of the room. The carpet was bright red and took up the entire floor. All of the female employees were gorgeous girls in black jerseys and white ankle length socks. The jerseys all had the words Sexeh Ten above a large number 10, in white font, on the front. On the back of each jersey was the name of the girl wearing it and the number 10.           The hems of the jerseys did not reach the hip bones of any of the girls. Everything below the bottom of the jersey was exposed to every man in the place.           Sylvester led Frankie to the bar.           “Hey Joey,” Sylvester said to the finely dressed bartender. “Let this kid drink all he wants. It’s on the house.”           Joey looked at Sylvester, and then at Frankie. He frowned.           “What the fuck?” Joey demanded.           “I’m giving him a second chance,” Sylvester said. “Let’s see if he’ll honor it.”           Joey shook his head. He was still pissed off, but he placed a bottle of beer on the counter in front of Frankie, and then moved down the bar to serve another patron.           Frankie picked up his beer and had a drink.           “You like Lisa, huh?” Sylvester surveyed the place until he spotted the girl with long black hair. She was serving a table of gentlemen far across the room. She, like all the other girls in the place, wore the Sexeh 10 jersey and white socks. Her legs and butt were bright and obvious. Even Sylvester felt a stirring for her.           “Yes,” Frankie said. “Very much.”           “If you can be straight,” Sylvester said. “If you can keep yourself contained and refrain from acting out for the rest of the night, I’ll talk to Lisa tomorrow. If she’s willing to do it, I’ll buy you personal time with her.”           Frankie’s eyes grew wide.           “You would do that?” he asked.           “Sure,” Sylvester said. “I’m feeling generous tonight.”           Frankie’s mouth was hanging agape. He didn’t seem to believe what he was hearing.           “Just behave yourself,” Sylvester said and turned away. He walked two steps, and then stopped and turned back around. “Hey, Joey.”           The bartender placed both hands on the bar and leaned forward. He regarded Sylvester as darkly as he regarded everyone else.           “Transfer one thousand dollars to Carl Rossi’s tab,” Sylvester told Joey.           “One thousand dollars?” Joey was pissed off.           “Yeah,” Sylvester said. “I owe him big time.”           Joey growled as he turned to the computer on his side of the bar.           “It’s not coming out of your pay check, Joey.” Sylvester grinned. “It’s the club’s money.”           “Yeah,” Joey agreed as he typed. “It’s still stupid.”           “I owe him,” Sylvester said and turned away.           He crossed the red carpeted area, making his way around tables when he had to. Many a Sweetie said hi to him as he went by. Sylvester couldn’t help looking the Sweeties up and down. The Sweeties always had nice smiles for him. Below the hems of their black number 10 jerseys were finely trimmed vaginas and soft silky legs.           Sylvester smiled at each Sweetie he passed. All of them were sexy as hell. He reached the door at the end of the room and pushed through. There were stairs that went up to the second floor and stairs that went down to the basement. Sylvester went up. On the second-floor landing, he pushed through another door and made his way along a hallway.           He passed several doors before entering one of the rooms. The room was his office. Across from the door, there was a windowed wall that provided a view of the parking lot and the city.           Sylvester rounded the desk and sat down in the comfortable leather chair. He was about to turn on the computer when his cell phone rang. He pulled the phone out of his pocket. The screen showed that the call was from John Holden, the head of Sexeh 10’s security. Sylvester answered the call.           “Yeah?” he said into the phone.           “You remember that Eddie Prater guy we banished from the club a few weeks ago?” John sounded irritated. “I think he’s here now, but under a different name. His ID says Tim Drake.”           “I have a picture of Eddie on my phone,” Sylvester said. “Send me a picture of Mr. Drake and I’ll compare them.”           “All right,” John said. “I’ll text that in a minute.”           John ended the call. Sylvester waited a minute and then his phone chimed. He selected the text message icon and viewed the picture John had sent him. The picture showed a man with short brown hair and an arrowhead beard. The man was at least 35 years old.           The man looked familiar, but Sylvester couldn’t say for certain if the man was Eddie Prater. He needed to compare the picture of Tim Drake with the picture of Eddie Prater. He closed the texting app and tapped the photo album icon.           Sylvester sucked in a breath. His heart flipped and his cock hardened.           The picture that came up when Sylvester opened the photo app was of Angela. She’d photographed herself in the mirror of the bathroom at Floria. She was wearing the gray sweatshirt that she had been wearing earlier, and thin black panties. She was pulling the strap of the panties to the side with her free hand.          The expression on Angela’s face seemed to ask, “Is this okay?”

Chapter 1 - Elevator Secrets

Mark and Ronda stepped into the elevator and pressed the button to take them to the ground floor. They had just come from their lawyers office and were now headed for home. As the elevator door started to close a woman came rushing down the hall crying, “Please! Please! Please, hold the door, please!” Mark grabbed the door just in time and held it as the woman slipped into the elevator. As the door closed and they all stood waiting, Mark couldn’t help but examine the woman shifting impatiently so much from foot to foot that she was almost dancing. She had on a light grey suit that looked a bit frazzled and unkempt at the moment, though it did outline her shapely form pretty well. Mark figured she was somewhere between twenty and twenty-five years old. The odd thing, though, was that she was wearing white sneakers and her hair was….pink. Not a natural light red or anything, but a vibrant hot pink with black highlights. Ronda caught her husband gawking and elbowed him in the ribs making him grunt slightly. The woman turned her head and said apologetically, “Sorry if I seem a bit crazy, I’m just really late getting back to my boss’s office. I’m a paralegal for Swensen & Murdock and it’s a really good job but today has just been a realy, realy, realy bad one. It seems like everything’s gone wrong and I…..” The chatty paralegal was cut short as the elevator lurched to a halt and the lights went out. The occupants cried out in surprise as they braced themselves against the walls. The emergency lights clicked on and they all looked at each other with frightened expressions. “What in the…” Mark said. “Oh nooo!!!” The pink haired paralegal moaned. “Aaaah!” said Ronda. They all froze for a few moments before Ronda asked the obvious, “What’s going on?!” The paralegal was frantically jamming her fingers into all the buttons on the elevator panel while Mark was consulting his smart phone. “Citywide blackout,” he said, “They’re not sure what happened. The news blogs are saying it could be a while before the power comes back on.” Pink Hair pounded the panel, “No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!!!!!” “Hey, hey,” Mark said, “Don’t freak out, I’m sure everything’s going to be ok.” The woman bent her head against the wall, “You don’t understand! My boss is going to be furious!” “I’m sure they’ll understand,” Ronda said soothingly, “It’s not like you caused the blackout or anything.” “You think so?” the woman asked. The couple nodded. The pink haired paralegal slumped to the floor, sitting with her back to the wall, “It’s been a really bad day.” They all sat on the floor and did what people usually do when they get stuck in an elevator. They got to know each other. The paralegal with the pink hair turned out to be named Tina. And she really was having a bad day. Besides the blackout, her office had been twice as busy as usual that day. She had been running around so much that her heel had snapped and she had been forced to pay a delivery boy a hundred dollars for his sneakers. On top of that she been knocked on her ass while she hurried from office to office, not once but three times since that morning. Now she was on an emergency trip to a neighboring law firm for the second time that day because someone had screwed up and handed her the wrong papers the time before. Tina, who tended to ramble whether she was nervous or not, went on about other things that had gone wrong that day but Mark and Ronda got the idea. Mark and Ronda were being sued by one of their employees for back pay, but they maintained that she had failed to hold up her end of the contract. They had just finished a meeting with their lawyer who felt confident that they would win the suit. When Tina asked what they did, the couple responded that Mark owned a small chain of hardware stores and Ronda handled the finances for him. The employee that was suing them was their housekeeper. Tina called her boss to explain where she was. Ronda had been right. Instead of being mad her boss was concerned and said he was on his way over. An hour ticked by and then two as the three chatted. After a while they started to come up with games to pass the time. Tina giggled as she suggested Truth or Dare, saying it was starting to feel more like a sleepover from when she was a kid than a blackout. Mark and Ronda figured they didn’t have anything else to do so they agreed. They were really starting to like Tina’s somewhat flighty personality. “So I’ll go first,” Tina grinned, “Ronda, truth or dare?” Ronda bit her lip thoughtfully, “Hmmm. Might as well start with truth.” “How long have you and Mark been together?” Ronda smiled, “That’s easy, eighteen years.” Tina raised her eyebrows, she didn’t think either Ronda or Mark looked all that old. Certainly not older than thirty-five, ”You’ve been married eighteen years?” Ronda shook her head, “No, we’ve been together eighteen years. And that’s the only freebie you get.” Mark laughed, “All right my turn. Tina, truth or dare?” “Truth.” “How old are you?” Tina glowered at Mark’s grin. “Hmmph, that’s no question to ask a lady. But I’ll follow the rules. I’m twenty-three.” It was now Ronda’s turn, “Tina?” Tina rolled her eyes, “No fair, you guys are ganging up on me. Fine, truth.” “Do you have a boyfriend?” Tina laughed, “Are you kidding me? I barely have time to eat let alone time for a boyfriend! Ok my turn again, Ronda?” “Truth.” “How many….bed partners have you had including Mark?” Ronda grinned like a shark, “Aah, straying into the sex subject are we? Be careful what you poke at. Let me see. including Mark…..I’m not sure. I’m pretty sure it’s not as high as fifty, but definitely higher than thirty.” While Tina gawped, Mark and Ronda grinned at each other. They liked where things were turning. Mark went again, “Ok, Tina.” Tina rolled her eyes, “Truth.” “Ever been with a woman?” Tina giggled, “Ok, wow, um, yeah, you know, the whole college thing. And yeah, Ronda you don‘t even have to ask, I‘ll take truth again, but next time it‘s dare, I swear.” Ronda laughed, “Ok, have you ever done a co-worker?” Tina rolled her eyes, “Sex seems to be the prevailing theme here. Fine, yes I’ve had one or two office affairs before. My turn again, hmm who to choose….Mark.” “We’ve had a lot of truths so far so I’ll take dare this time.” Tina grinned and stuck her tongue in her cheek, “Finally, hmm what to dare while stuck in an elevator…? I know, give your wife a good long kiss in front of me.” Mark gave a sarcastic smile, “Well give me something hard why don’t you.” Mark leaned over and captured Ronda’s mouth with his own, giving her a long sensuous kiss. Tina blushed a little at how passionate it was. She was about to give a polite cough when they finally broke it off. “That was some kiss,” Tina observed, barely keeping a straight face. Mark grinned, “My turn. Tina?” “Dare, of course.” Mark’s grin turned evil, “Tit for tat, now you kiss my wife.” Tina froze, shock plastered across her face. Ronda, however, took action. Pushing away from the wall she crawled over to Tina. “Men…” Ronda said with a commiserating smirk before she leaned against Tina and gave her a full but short kiss. Tina, still somewhat stunned, kissed her back a little as she considered for the first time what it would be like to sleep with the couple. Ronda was a confident redhead with a petite little body that still had a pleasant curve to her hips. Mark on the other hand was probably a full foot taller than either of the girls. He wasn’t exactly muscular but he was kinda cute with his dark hair that was just long enough to hang in his eyes and his softly clean shaven skin. Tina caught herself wondering what other parts of him were clean shaven. When Ronda pulled away she gave Tina a strange look before returning to sit beside Mark. Mark grinned happily at the show he had just got, but when Ronda just sat staring at Tina he gave her a nudge, “Your turn, honey.” Ronda started a little, as if he had interrupted a thought, “Oh! Right, sorry. Tina?” Tina gulped, still blushing from the kiss, “Um, think I’ll stick to truth this time.” Ronda gave her a small, strange smile, “I was hoping you’d go with that. What is your most distinguishing, physical attribute? That thing that sets you apart from most other women? Mine is my hair. It’s naturally very soft and an odd shade of red. I get comments on it all the time. So, Tina, what about you would make people remember you?” Mark looked confused at this sudden turn in topics, but Tina’s eye’s automatically flicked nervously down and then widened in panic. “H-how did you….?!” she asked in amazement. Ronda looked at her steadily, “Felt it when I kissed you.” Tina looked worried, Mark still looked confused. “You can’t tell anyone!” Tina begged, “It’d make my job so much harder.” Ronda reassured her, “Only Mark and I will know, I promise. We won’t blab. How, did you keep it from you’re office affairs?” Tina looked a little abashed, “I’ve actually only had one and he promised to keep it a secret. It’d be in his best interest too, anyway.” Mark was about to bust, “Would somebody please tell me what this is about?!” Tina looked at her hands, embarrassment and nervousness making her voice tremble, “W-well, you s-see I have a…” she mumble too low on last part of the sentence. Mark leaned forward, trying to hear, “A what?” Tina blushed beet red, “A penis.” Mark’s jaw dropped almost to his chest, “A penis?! You have a cock? You’re a…a guy?” Tina shrugged, “I was born with both a penis and a vagina so I’m not sure which I’d be classified as.” Mark leaned forward with interest, “You have both sets?” Tina flushed further but seemed to loosen up at the lack of a negative reaction on Mark’s part, “Well, It’s not like I’ve got balls or anything. My pussy is where they would normally be. And these,” she cupped her full tits in her hands, “aren’t the result of surgery. All natural.” Mark and Ronda slowly slid over to Tina’s side of the elevator. “So what are you called? A she-male? Hermaphrodite? Ow!” Ronda punched him in the arm for being rude. Tina giggled nervously, “Actually I like the Japanese term, futanari, the best. futa, for short.” Mark nodded, fascinated, as he slid up right next to Tina. Truth or Dare forgotten, the couple sat on either side of the paralegal and plied her with questions: “Can you cum from both?” “Which do you pee out of?” Ronda hit Mark again when he asked if Tina could get herself pregnant. Tina answered most of their questions, relieved just to be able to talk to somebody about it and not have to be afraid that someone would over hear. She didn’t get to just chat about her “condition” very often. Her breath caught, though, when Mark hovered his hand just above her crotch. “Can I? Do you mind?” he ask softly. “Um….ok,” Tina said softly as Ronda lay her head on her shoulder. Mark rested his hand on top of her skirt. Immediately, he could feel the shape of her. He could feel the soft shaft of her half hard cock. God, she was big. Running his fingers along her skirted lap, he figured she at least eight inches semi-hard. When she had a full hard on she would definitely be a handful. Tina moaned as Mark stroked her. She gasped as he rubbed his thumb on the spot where her cock head was. Her, oh so sensitive glans. A whimper escaped her lips as Ronda turned her face into Tina’s neck and kissed her, running her lips and tongue along her delicate skin. Lifting up her grey skirt, Mark exposed Tina’s hot pink thong. Poking out of the elastic band and stretching down her leg like an obscene log was her succulent rod. Lifting it up so that it pulled aside the material of her thong, he held it straight up and began to stroke it slowly. He cried out in delight as a dollop of precum appeared at the tip and dripped down the shaft. Looking into Tina’s eyes he saw the permission he needed to dip down and run his tongue along the shaft to the tip and dig out as much of the delicious clear liquid as he could. Tina whimpered and mewed like a cat as Mark did wonderful things to her cock, “You really like penises don’t you,” she muttered. Mark was to busy swallowing down her cock head to reply but Tina cried out in ecstasy as Ronda rose up to take a nibble at her earlobe and whisper in her ear, “We’re both bi. You won’t tell anyone will you?” “Oh no!” Tina moaned, “I-I, oh god don’t stop, I know h-how much trouble a secret like that can be.” “We have another secret,” Ronda throatily whispered into Tina’s ear, “You know that employee who’s suing us? Our housekeeper? Well it’s true she wasn’t keeping our house very clean, but she wasn’t cleaning because every time she came over we’d be screwing her little nineteen year old brains out!” “Oh god!,” Tina gave a massive groan as her cock creamed an almost orgasm of precum into Mark’s mouth, “Is that what you’re going to do to me? Screw my little futa brains out?” Ronda rubbed her body flush against Tina’s, their clothing rumpling against each other as she whispered, “Uh huh. We going to fucking get you naked and we’re going to have a fucking threesome right here in the elevator!” Tina squeaked loudly as Mark spit out her dripping rod and reached up to pull down her thong. Tossing it to the side he went to work on her skirt as his wife pulled off her suit jacket and began to unbutton her shirt. Soon she was only in a strapless bra that matched her thong. That soon disappeared and Mark was about to return to her now throbbing ten inches of phallic flesh when she laid a hand on his chest to stop him. “It’s not right that I’m the only one naked here,” She grinned as she turned to Ronda and began to pull of the older woman’s blouse. Mark took the opportunity to kick off his shoes, followed quickly by his pants and shirt, leaving him only in his boxers tented with his seven inches of cock meat. Tina giggled happily as she found that Ronda didn’t wear any underwear and that her perfectly petite bosoms each fit snuggly inside her hungry mouth. While Tina was busy suckling at her nipples, Ronda slipped down her slacks, exposing her lusciously round bubble butt. Mark leaned in to run his fingers down his wife’s nubile body, stopping at her ass to cup a cheek and squeeze. Her excitement rising, Tina got into a better position to explore Ronda’s body. Kneeling in front of the seated woman she brought their lips together and ran her tongue into Ronda’s receptive mouth. This left her ass sticking out behind her which Mark immediately took advantage of. Dropping his boxers and kneeling behind her, he grasped a full cheek in his palm and ran his cock along her ass crack and fleshy rump trailing precum as he went. Breaking her kiss, Tina looked hesitantly behind her. “Are you going to fuck me Mark?” she asked nervously. Mark grinned, “Yep. Where do you want it? You’ve got two very inviting holes here.” Tina moaned and ground her ass back against him sliding her crack along his shaft. Ronda leaned over Tina’s shoulder and ordered, “Fuck her pussy, dear. Make her scream for me.” Grinning wickedly Mark used his free hand to move his cock down until it rested at the opening right below Tina’s throbbing member. Rond guided Tina’s head down to her snatch and whispered, “Lick me, Sweety!” Tina complied and went to work on the older woman’s cunt making her writhe as Mark pushed forward, slowly spreading the futa’s tight hole slowly open. Tina squealed into Ronda’s pussy as she was entered from behind, gasping as pleasure emanated from her love box. Ronda held the girl’s head to her snatch and humped her face as she enjoyed the sensations coursing through her body. Not able to hold back anymore, Mark grunted as he sheathed himself completely into the dickgirl, and started pumping. Their bodies moved together as they enjoyed one another. Ronda, desperate to be completely filled, pushed Tina up until the paralegal was fairly sitting on Marks cock as he thrust up into her. Ronda kept pushing them back until Mark lay on the floor with Tina kneeling, straddling a leg to either side of him as her rod stuck straight up in front of her and he got a good view of her ass grinding over his rod. Ronda hooked a leg around Tina’s waist and positioned her petite little body over the thick, ten inch, and drooling futa cock. Tina and Ronda groaned loudly, theirs mouths forming O’s as the older woman lowered her experienced cunt over the younger girl’s love stick. Ronda placed a knee onto the floor for support as she sank all the way down, her eye’s rolling back inside her head as she buried all ten inches of the cock inside her to its hilt. Bracing herself against Tina and the floor, Ronda rode the shaft, gyrating and bobbing her ass up and down. Tina reciprocated, riding Mark’s rod as she moved against his wife, mashing their bosoms together and wrapping the woman’s smaller body into a lewd embrace. Mark just grinned happily as he thrust upward into Tina’s body and gripped a succulent ass cheek in each palm. This went on for mere minutes until the girls squealed out their orgasms, mixing their fluids deep inside Ronda’s body. As Ronda fell away to recover, Mark soon followed suit as he grunted and shot his load up into Tina’s still writhing body. The husband and wife got yet another shock of the evening as the futa rode Mark’s pulsing cock and came with him, screaming out a second orgasm that originated in her cunt. Mark and Ronda gazed at each other in amazement as they realized that Tina could have separate orgasms from both her cock and cunt at the same time. The threesome continued for another hour as they tried different positions, pausing only briefly after cums to regain their stamina. They were so absorbed in a round of love making that they failed to realize that the main lights had come back on and the elevator had started to move again. Suddenly the door dinged and opened. The three looked up in surprise to see Tina’s boss and two members of the janitorial staff standing there gawping in supreme shock at the sight of Ronda with her husband’s rod rammed way down her throat and Tina with her thick and dripping member shoved deeply into Mark’s clenching and cum filled asshole. Mark was the first to recover his wits as he reached up and smacked the button for the top floor. As the elevator rose through the floors, the threesome finished up, giving each other one last cum before they hurriedly dressed and took the stairs back down. Tina had no clue how she was going to explain this one.

Chapter 3 - The Pit

The lights dimmed suddenly hiding the stage and the boy that had enthralled Abadaan. Why had the Calling driven me to him? Abadaan thought, This makes no sense! A sharp jab in his side directed his sight down to the Halfling next to him. “Like him too did you?” Sernae-Ael said smiling in an amused way. “Real cutey that one, wouldn’t mind taking him home.” “Yeah. Sure.” Abadaan replied dumbly still half in his thoughts. “Ha, ha!” Fandor cried suddenly. “This is by far my favourite part!” Everyone turned back to the stage as a male Erinyes and the boy from a moment ago walked on stage. Abadaan flinched as the Calling sprung up again. “I present you a once in a lifetime chance my friends!” shouted the Erinyes to the crowd grinning almost from ear to ear. The crowd quietened almost immediately intent on what the Erinyes was about to say. “The highest bidder on this night has the incredible chance…” The Erinyes crouched down and licked the boy’s cheek, “to take this lovely morsel home.” Almost everyone in the club stood up pulling out bags of gold and, shouting numbers at the Erinyes on the stage waved them around. “On one condition!” The Erinyes’s impressively loud voice shouted out over the crowd. All were silent again eyeing the Erinyes warily. Anyone who can survive in Ba’atur is careful when it comes to catches to avoid being robbed. “On one condition,” repeated the Erinyes, “That you can defeat my friend here in single combat.” He finished wrapping his arm around the boy’s shoulder. Most of the people sat down grumbling about some kind of catch, or hoax. The more foolish and more drunk continued to shout out numbers at the Erinyes. Just as the clamour reached its peak one of the Devils stood up and slammed his fist against the table he was at sending tendrils of frost slithering across its surface. The Devil was a Gelugon, an Ice Devil, all chitinous plates and insect legs taller than a man and three times as strong and a nasty ‘frost’ bite. “Enough of this bickering!” The Gelugon hissed, “I will pay one hundred platinum pieces to fight this… child, and I will crush him!” Abadaan looked at the Gelugon. He was big even for a Gelugon. A gargantuan devil insect against a feminine child, that wouldn’t be a fight but a slaughter. The imp sitting on the Gelugon’s shoulder cackled evilly and the Barbazu around it chuckled amongst themselves their stringy beards soaked in alcohol. “Do we have anyone with a better offer?” The Erinyes asked rhetorically, “No? Well then lets get started.” The Erinyes stepped down from the stage and the boy retreated behind the curtains behind the stage. “The entrance to the Pit is this way my friends.” He said pointing at a set of doors on either side of the stage. “And our good Ice Devil can accompany me back stage.” The Erinyes smiled slyly at the massive insect. “You’ll want to see this.” Fandor said his grin widening further. The group followed Fandor out into the back room containing the Pit. It was a just a small stadium set up with a large depression in the centre where the Gelugon and the boy stood on opposite sides. Both the boy and the Gelugon were perfectly calm staring each other down, the Gelugon’s huge glassy eyes glinting with amusement, the boy’s golden ones as cold as death. “Now ladies and gentlemen let this contest begin!” The Erinyes that had reappeared above the Pit yelled to the audience. The murmuring crowd was silenced by the anticipation of this child being defeated in moments by this massive vicious Gelugon. The Gelugon almost immediately attacked the boy swinging one of his massive clawed hands at the boy his mandibles clicking in excitement at the thought of crushing this urchin’s skull. Everyone gasped as the boy caught the Gelugon’s fist in his hands stopping a blow that would crush stone as though it were a loose feather. The Gelugon retreated chittering profanities at the boy. Abadaan watched closely watching every move he made, every magically sensitive creature in the room including Abadaan knew there was no trickery here that this… boy… was the real deal.The Gelugon threw punch after punch and even used a few spells freezing much of the ground and leaving wicked spikes of ice jutting out of the ground. No matter what the Gelugon threw at him the boy ducked dodged and parried every blow and spell. After almost three minutes of the Gelugon slumped back on the opposite wall to the boy panting and shaking. The Gelugon seemed to snap slightly as it decided to break the rules and turn it from single combat to five on one combat. The desperate Gelugon made a symbol of summoning and made a Ba’atzu call. Four of the Barbazu in the audience disappeared and reappeared at the exhausted Gelugon’s side. Confused at first they quickly figured out what was happening then drew their saw-toothed glaives and bared their vicious pointed teeth. The boy raised his right eyebrow. That’s when Abadaan saw it. This cannot be… he thought fidgeting slightly, My eyes must be deceiving me; I fought by them against the Shadow as it drove them extinct. This boy can’t be one of them; they have been gone for centuries… “What is this child?” The Sun Elf asked Fandor. “How can he so easily exhaust an Ice Devil without breaking a sweat?” “To be honest I don’t know.” Fandor replied. “I found him on the streets of another plane starving hungry and gave him a home. I found out about his amazing fighting ability when my last establishment came under attack.” Fandor smiled slightly, “He was only eleven then.” They continued to watch as the boy toyed with the Barbazu dodging their serrated blades and giving them light smacks on the head and arms enraging them incredibly. “What’s up with you Abadaan?” Muldeer asked suddenly. “Huh?” Abadaan grunted his dis-stressed mind distracted by the paladin. “You look flustered.” Muldeer raised an eyebrow. “At least I think you look that way.” “I… I don’t know. I need to be sure…” “Sure of what?” Muldeer was confused by Abadaan’s behaviour. “Fandor.” Abadaan turned to the Half-Dragon. “Yes?” Fandor asked quizzically. “I want to fight the boy. Now.” Abadaan stated sternly. “I don’t think so…” Fandor said interested by this strange creatures sudden wish. “I’ll cut you a deal.” Fandor raised a brow. “I win I get the prize…” “And if he wins?” Fandor replied. “He wins I work for you indefinitely.” Abadaan said crossing his arms. Fandor let out a single barking laugh. “No-one has ever beaten my prize lad and you won’t either. Your ass is mine fool.” Abadaan turned back to the fight and Fandor signalled to the boy in the pit. The boy caught the signal and nodded. Instead of dodging the combined blow of the Barbazu lunging at him he leapt forward slamming his forearms into their heads with surprising force knocking them both out cold causing them to fall atop each other. The next Barbazu was more tactful pushing his glaive out trying to keep the boy out of arms length. But the boy simply grabbed the blade with the palms of his hands and twisted it violently and spun it around catching the handle and jamming it hard into the Devils chest. The last one dropped his glaive and tried to flee, but as he did the boy used the bodies of the two unconscious Barbazu as a ramp and launched himself above the fleeing Barbazu and grabbed onto each of his hands and planting a bare foot onto the small of his back. The Barbazu squealed in fear as the boy pulled his arms back then screamed into unconsciousness as his shoulders snapped. The Gelugon stood stock-still staring at the boy he had only minutes ago thought of as weak and petulant. “Ple-please… I-I-I beg of you please spare me.” The Gelugon said dropping to his knees arms outstretched pleadingly. “I’ll do anything just don’t kill me.” The boy eyes glinted in disgust at the Devil’s grovelling. He leapt into the air and spun around bringing his foot hard into the side of the insect’s head. The crowd stared mouths agape as a loud crunching sound reverberated throughout the room. The Gelugon dropped to the ground stone dead a trickle of blue blood trailing across the ground from its thorax.

Chapter 2 - The Hellcat's Hole

When they had finally bargained their way past the Gatekeepers they started walking through the streets of Dis, mingling with countless Devils and extra-planar beings and even on the odd occasion a few humans. The wails of hundreds of damned Shades and shapeless Lemures filled the air as they were whipped and tormented in their eternal slavery. They had wandered the heated streets seemingly without direction for almost half an hour when Abadaan lost patience and stopped. Dareen and Muldeer stopped as well and turned to look at Abadaan. “I’m sick of pointlessly walking around in circles.” Abadaan said crossing his arms. “Where are we going?” “I have a better question.” The Drow said suddenly, “Why are you following us?” Abadaan thought about the question for a second. For anyone who wasn’t a Mana Being it certainly was a good question. Luckily Dareen answered for him. “Because he is a Mana Being. As long as they are free of any other force, a powerful mage, the Shadow, or even a Deity for example, they are drawn by impulse and callings of fate.” Dareen scratched his side inelegantly, “If he is following us then it is for a good reason.” Dareen turned back and started walking again. “Sernae-ael,” The Halfling looked up at the mage, “fill Abadaan in on what we’re doing.” The Halfling stopped mid-stride and looked at the mages back obviously un-impressed by his decision to tell Abadaan about their mission. The Halfling, Sernae-ael, waited where he stopped until Abadaan was next to him. At first Sernae-ael was silent. “Are you going to tell me where you’re going or not?” Abadaan asked. Sernae-ael huffed and then spoke in his stereotypically gay voice, “We’re headed for an inn called The Hell Cat’s Hole to meet an informant who’ll help us get into the Pit Lord’s tower at the centre of Dis.” “Ah. Interesting.” Abadaan said, the name of The Hellcat’s Hole caused a spark of anticipation down his spine, the Calling just got stronger now that a destination was recognised. “Dareen!” Abadaan called out to the mage who turned his head to look at Abadaan, “Can we pick up the pace!” Dareen cocked his head at Abadaan then shrugged and told the others to hurry up. As they moved through the city the Calling became stronger and stronger right up to the point where Abadaan was at the front with Dareen fidgeting, looking down every street and alley and shifting from hoof to hoof whenever they stopped. “Calm down Abadaan we’ll be there soon.” Dareen said reassuringly. “Not soon enough…” Abadaan muttered in reply. Just as the Calling was on the brink of driving Abadaan mad the sensation fled from him. Gone in an instant. Abadaan stood confused for a few moments looking around, and spotted the sign, The Hellcat’s Hole. The group walked into the inn and observed the inside. It wasn’t so much an inn as a strip club, there were circular tables spaced out evenly in front of a large stage where a striking Erinyes woman was currently performing her black, feathered wings contrasted sharply against her pale skin. A bar was set up on one side of the stage where a variety of drunken creatures yelled for more drinks and hollered at the performer on stage, on the opposite side was a group of devils playing strange instruments and a Teifling was singing into a… A microphone? Abadaan thought. Suddenly memory sprang upon him. “I’ve been here before.” Abadaan said to the others who turned to look at him. “But on a different plane, it must have been pulled into Ba’atur by the Devils.” “Really? What plane?” Dareen asked in an interested voice. “One of the techno planes. Which is why there are electrical lights and the instruments.” Abadaan stroked his chin, “I’d kill to know how they’re powering it though.” “Come now no need to kill to know.” The group turned to see a blue Half-Dragon dressed up in a tuxedo backed up by a pair of bulky Kytons (Chain Devils). “There’s a thermal vent under the establishment supplying us with power. A parting gift from the plane we ‘borrowed’ this establishment from.” “Are you Fandor?” The disguised paladin asked. “I wasn’t told there’d be a Blackguard with you.” He said in a suspicious voice. “He’s just disguised.” Dareen said simply. “Oh good. I don’t trust Blackguards.” The Half-Dragon said then pointed at Abadaan. “Who’s that?” “I’m Abadaan.” Abadaan said looking at the Kytons and the Half-Dragon sizing them up. “Pleasure to meet you…” The Half-Dragon returned his attention to the others. “Yes I am Fandor. And I trust you are the travellers I was told were coming.” “That we are lad.” The Dwarf said. The Half-Dragon raised a scaly eyebrow at the Dwarf. “Then let us have a seat. The next act is about to start.” Fandor said smiling his razor sharp teeth glinting in the glaring light. “I trust you have what we need.” Dareen said to Fandor. “Of course, of course.” Fandor said waving a hand at the mage. “But lets discuss price first they were very…” Abadaan lost concentration as the next act came on stage and the Calling began to nip at his calves again. He looked up at the stage as the lights dimmed cloaking the stage in darkness. The music changed starting with a low drumbeat and a woman began to hum sweetly as the lights brightened revealing the person on stage. When Abadaan saw them the calling increased suddenly causing him to tighten his grip on the table almost cracking it. On the stage stood an apparently human boy, no older than fourteen, impossibly beautiful with shoulder length silver hair, golden eyes and perfect skin standing there with an arm and a leg wrapped around the pole at the centre of the stage, a lustful expression on his face. But the feature that drew most of Abadaan’s attention was the azure tattoo around the boys right eye, which he knew he had seen before but he couldn’t place where. “Ah. Here’s my prize dancer.” Fandor said grinning widely. The Teifling at the front of the smaller stage next to the larger one with the boy on it began to sing. “Don’t be aroused… by my confession, Unless you don’t give a good goddamn about redemption, I know,” The boy began to dance showing as much yet as little of his soft flesh as possible using the loose light blue fabric to his advantage enthralling the audience. “Christ is comin’…” the pace began to quicken, “and so am I, And you would too if this sexy devil caught your eye.” The boy winked at the crowd and removed a piece of his tunic revealing a part of his chest showing off one of his small brown nipples. “She’ll suck you dry, And still you’ll cry… to be back in her bosom, To do it again, She’ll make you weep, And moan and cry to be back in her bosom, To do it again.” The boy swung himself around the pole loosening some of the cloth straps around his legs and arms revealing even more of his soft pale skin working the crowd up considerably. “PRAY!” The guitarists and drummer shouted, signalling the chorus. “’Till I go blind” “PRAY!” “’Cause no one ever survives, Prayin’ to stay in her arms just until I can die a little longer, Saviours and saints, Devils and heathens alike… She’ll eat you alive.” The boy flung his head around violently in tune to the music flinging three small items of clothing. Leaving his chest almost bare with only a single cloth strap covering his right nipple. “Jesus is risen, it’s no surprise, Even he would murder his own momma to ride to hell between those thighs, The pressure is building at the base of my spine, If I gotta sin to see her again then I’m gonna lie, lie, lie.” As the boy grinded himself up against the pole he untied some of the cloths around his pants causing them to swirl around him like the tails of a beast as he spun around. “She’ll make you cry, To be back in her bosom Gladly now please suck me dry, And still you’ll cry to be back in her bosom, To do it again.” The boy let the legs of his pants slide freely down his legs revealing them almost fully; he continued to use the cloth ‘tails’ to keep the audience hypnotized, he even ran his hands across his chest and legs to be rewarded with wolf whistles and cheers. “PRAY!” “Till I go blind,” “PRAY!” “Cause no one ever survives, Prayin’ to stay in her arms just until I can die a little longer, Saviours and saints, Devils and heathens alike, She’ll eat you alive.” The boy hung himself upside down holding the pole on the stage in his legs the cloth tails falling in front of his face hiding it from view. Then he slowly parted them with his hands and gazed at the audience, lust in his eyes and licking his lips. “My pulse has been rising, My temples are pounding, The pressure is so overwhelming and building, So steady now, Freddy, I’m ready to blow, What is she, What is she, What is she waiting for?” The boy went seemingly manic with the music, sliding, skidding, swinging around in almost every direction being cheered at and slowly losing tails and what little clothes he had left. “PRAY!” “PRAY!” “PRAY!” “PRAY! “‘Till I go blind!” “PRAY!” “’Cause no one ever survives!” “PRAY!” “Prayin to stay in her arms just until I can die a little longer, Saviours and saints, Devils and heathens alike, She’ll eat you alive!” As the song concluded the boy dropped down on his knees putting them together and spreading his feet out behind him turning his face to the floor one hand in his hair and the other on the ground.

Chapter 1 - The Gates of Dis

Abadaan stepped out of a planar gateway sighing to himself. He prepared to be yelled at and chased away by angry mortals calling him “DEMON!” and MONSTROSITY!” and even on the odd occasion “ABOMINATION!!!”. This new form of his was becoming a serious drag. Not that he could do anything about it. He opened his eyes. If he still had a mouth it would have opened as an O. Everything was on fire! Flame and waves of heat were everywhere. A great city sat in the centre of a forest of searing iron trees. Abadaan looked around for any local denizens. A group of eight humanoids were making their way through the iron plants covering themselves in robes to evade the heat. Abadaan dropped down from his vantage point and ran to catch up with the robed figures. As Abadaan approached one of them turned raising a great sword the tip of the blade level his face. Abadaan stopped just in front of the blade and took a step back. The rest of the figures turned around to look at him. Abadaan got as good a look at them as he could. They were all humanoid and most quite fit except one scrawny masked man who reeked of Mana, no doubt the mage of the group. Abadaan glared at the man holding the sword then looked over at the masked man attempting to communicate telepathically with him. The man shifted slightly and brushed away the mental opening. He walked up behind the man with the great sword with a woman who Abadaan managed to figure was a Sun Elf, and rested one gauntleted hand on his shoulder. Abadaan got as good a look at the gauntlet as possible. It was made of some kind of black metal and had an engraving of a skull on it. The man with the sword grunted at the contact but lowered his guard. The masked man took a few steps toward Abadaan. He wore black robes and he held in his gloved left hand a black staff covered in red swirls tipped with a light blue gem and a variety of Aiouns (Jewels with varying powers and properties dependant on the type of jewel) swirling around it. The mask the man wore was made of a silver coloured metal one eye hole had a slit to see through and the other one was a set of three elevated holes with red glass covering each one, no doubt some type of sight enhancer. Abadaan got another look at the gauntlet on his right arm; it was the exact same size as his left arm almost as though it was his arm. Under the robes Abadaan could see the shape of a sword probably enchanted with some nasty stuff. The two of them stood their ground looking at each other waiting for the other to make their move. Then the mage in black relaxed. Abadaan stayed ready for an attack. “So why the rush?” the mage asked suddenly, his voice surprisingly young, he couldn’t be older than thirty. Abadaan looked suspiciously at the mage. “Just trying to figure out where the hell I am.” The mage laughed. “Hell, is exactly where you are!” Abadaan blinked. “I’m in Ba’atur?” “Not only that but your on the outskirts of Dis.” Abadaan relaxed and stroked his chin, “Dis huh? Been a long time since I was last here, not surprised that I don’t recognise it with the way they tear every street down and rebuild it all the time” The mage chuckled. “So what brings you here, whatever you are?” Abadaan’s tail twitched disturbing the red dust at his hooves. “I’m hunting for Avatars of the Shadow, and as to what I am…” He crossed his arms and spread the tendrils on his back out waving them ominously, “I’m a Mana Being.” Abadaan’s statement seemed to take the mage by surprise. He stepped backwards raising his staff slightly in front of him. At the mage’s movement the entire party stepped forward drawing weapons and removing constricting robes. The man with the great sword showed himself to be an Assimir paladin his gleaming blue and white armour glittering in the light an aura of energy swirling around him. The Sun Elf by the mage pulled a variety of spikes and knives from her robes holding them between her fingers and removed her hood making her ears visible to Abadaan. The smallest of the group, a Halfling, pulled a crossbow out of his cloak and trained it on Abadaan. A dwarf pulled his axe out of his belt and held it in both his hands. A pair of humans, one male and one female no doubt twins from their similarity in appearance, drew their swords and raised their shields glaring at Abadaan. The last one pulled an impressive longbow out of their cloak aiming the arrow at Abadaan a slight glimmer of Mana swirling around the tip of the arrow. Their hood though not falling away slipped just enough for Abadaan to identify them as a Drow warrioress. They stood their ground watching Abadaan waiting for him to move. Abadaan just stood there, his arms crossed, watching the mage. The mage cleared his throat and straightened up and the others relaxed slightly. “Sorry about that but the last time I met a Mana Being it tried to hand me over to the Shadow.” The mage said simply. “If you’re really a Mana Being then the only reason you’re here is because something called you. What was it?” Abadaan stared at the group of travellers then looked at the ground. “It’s a Calling and it’s been bugging me from six planes away.” “Wow that’s urgent.” The mage turned and looked at the others and signalled to them. They slowly sheathed their weapons and started to pull their robes back on to shield themselves from the heat of the trees. “Considering that we’re heading in the same direction we should travel together.” The mage said. “Of course,” Abadaan said suspecting treachery, “But may I have the honour of knowing your name?” The mage chuckled, “Of course. My name is Dareen.” “Pleasure to meet your acquaintance Dareen. My name is Abadaan.” Dareen’s eye’s flashed at his name. “Do not think me ill informed Abadaan,” He spoke his name with scorn, “I know you were taken by the shadow on the world of Khaldun. If you try anything I swear I will expel you to the void!” Abadaan was taken back, “If your so well informed then you’ll know that my connection to the Shadow was shattered and that I was freed, even if I am warped by the ordeal.” “Be that as it may…” The mage lowered the staff slightly so it was level with Abadaan’s face, “But you have been warned.” The paladin spoke up, “We should get going before anyone else turns up, don’t want to be extorted out of our belongings before we even reach the city.” The group turned and began walking through the trees bowing against the heat and Abadaan followed staying behind them at an easy stroll un-affected by the immense heat. As the group moved further into the iron forest the heat got worse and worse as the forest thickened. Just as they were in sight of the gates of Dis the paladin’s cloak suddenly burst into flames. The paladin began swearing in a very un-paladin like manner and tried to throw his cloak off. Abadaan watched slightly amused as the others tried to grab at the burning clothing only to burn their hands on the heated armour underneath. Eventually Dareen who had also been watching the groups failed attempts at grabbing the flaming cloak walked up to the paladin, extended his hand with the gauntlet and simply grabbed and ripped off the cloak. The paladin spun around batting at the burning clumps of cloth still stuck on his armour. When he finally stopped dancing in circles the mage laughed. “What the fuck is so funny?!” The paladin yelled. “So high and mighty,” Dareen chuckled, “but put you in a situation and you drop into the muck with the rest of us.” Dareen lent on his staff and pointed at the paladin, “Must real embarrassing to be shown as what you really are Muldeer, just another glorified stable boy.” Abadaan stared in confusion at the sudden turn of events as the paladin Muldeer drew his great sword. “You low life scum you’ll pay for that insult!” Muldeer yelled. Dareen just chuckled through his mask. “Come now, no need to hurt yourself over some petty honour.” The paladin’s entire body was shaking and not just from the heat. Rage burnt behind his green eyes as he glared ferociously at the mage. Dareen raised his staff in front of him waiting for the paladin to make his move. Muldeer bellowed in rage and charged at the mage moving his great sword for a strike that could cleave Dareen in half. Dareen used his free hand to make a series of symbols and spoke a few words under his breath the Mana aura around him swelling and shifting in a shape Abadaan recognised as a death spell. What the hell is going on here? Abadaan thought to himself, Why are the others just standing there? The rest of the group were spread out just watching the enraged paladin and the mage making no move to help either. Though the sun elf with the knives started to look anxious her eyes flicking from Dareen to Muldeer. To hell with it! Abadaan finally thought. In a blink of an eye Abadaan was between the two combatants one hand outstretched towards the mage and one arm in a defensive position against the paladins blow. Muldeer’s great sword came crashing down on Abadaan’s arm, getting wedged between two sets of spines on his arm, a small wisp of purple smoke floated skywards as the blade bit into Abadaan’s arm, and Dareen’s spell dissipated as Abadaan sent a counter-spell flying at him. Two tendrils on Abadaan’s back curled around the great sword and dis-lodged it from his arm then spun it around wrenching it from the paladins hands and tripped him up with his tail, at the same time Abadaan summoned a pool of black tentacles around the mages feet that curled around him and immobilised him. Muldeer tried to stand up and Abadaan placed a hoof on his chest keeping him down. “What in the nine hells is wrong with you two?!” Abadaan yelled at the two of them. “You!” he looked down at Muldeer, “If you’d made that blow you would have killed him!” Muldeer scowled, “And you!” He looked over at the immobilised Mage. “If you finished and landed that spell the paladin would be dust!” The mage just looked at him. Then Muldeer grinned, and Dareen began to laugh. “What?” Abadaan looked back and forth between the two of them extremely confused, “Wha- What’s so funny?” Muldeer shoved Abadaan’s hoof off of him causing Abadaan to fall off balance landing square on his arse. The black tentacles unravelled from around the mage and sunk back into the pool, which faded away after a moment. Muldeer and Dareen stood over Abadaan and looked down at him. “Though we may draw power from opposite’s…” Muldeer said. “We’re more similar than you’d think…” Dareen continued. “Like our hatred for the shadow…” Muldeer picked his sword up from next to Abadaan. “And our dis-trust of Mana Beings…” Dareen lowered the gem on his staff so that the gem was level with Abadaan’s face. “But we think you’ve proved…” Muldeer raised the tip of his sword to Abadaan’s chest. “That your not out to get us.” Dareen concluded raising his staff back up to his side. Muldeer smiled sheathing the great sword onto his back and extended his hand to Abadaan. Abadaan took the paladin’s hand and was helped to his feet. “So when you were attacking each other,” Abadaan said when he was standing, “You weren’t actually going to hurt each other.” “Of course not.” Said Muldeer. “It would be quite inappropriate for Blood Brothers to strike each other down.” The mage said. “Blood Brothers? You wouldn’t happen to mean that in extra-planar terms would you?” Abadaan was suddenly very interested in the pair. “Yes.” They said in unison. “So put simply you’re obviously an Assimir,” Muldeer nodded, “so by default you’re a Teifling,” Dareen nodded, “and you have bond that entwines your blood, minds, and souls.” Abadaan nodded to himself, “Your little merry band is more interesting than I thought.” Some of the others in the group looked at each other. “A pair of human twins,” Abadaan gestured towards the man and woman standing next to each other, “A female Drow arcane archer,” He gestured to the Drow, “A Sun Elf assassin,” He gestured to the elf, “who seems to have a crush on the Teifling over here,” The Elf blushed crimson under her hood, “but it could never work because of the Blood Bond between you two.” He pointed at Dareen and Muldeer. “I wonder what the story behind you two is…” The Dwarf and the Halfling glared at Abadaan. “But it does not matter.” Stated Abadaan, “We should get through the gates before the road toll increases. And get you covered up…” He pointed at the paladin. “Devils may be lawful but they don’t take kindly to paladins.” “I can sort that,” said Dareen. He spoke a word of power and flung a handful of dust he had extracted from his robes at Muldeer, the dust collided with his chest and swirled around him creating a small golden whirlwind around him. When the dust settled Muldeer’s blue and white armour was gone replaced by a black and red suit of armour covered in spikes and blades. “A blackguard?” The Dwarf queried. “Nice touch there.” The Halfling said his voice sounding amazingly gay. Abadaan looked at him out of the corner of his eye an amusing guess at the nature of the Dwarf and the Halfling springing into his mind. Ah, now you’re just being silly… Abadaan thought to himself. “We should be able to get through un-noticed now.” Dareen said pleased with himself. “We may even avoid being extorted.” Abadaan said still slightly amused by his previous thought. The group wasted no more time standing about idly and headed for the gates of Dis.

Chapter 4 - The Sign of The Black Sun

“What an amazing match!” The Erinyes cried out after a few moments of silence. “But its not over yet!” Everyone looked up at the Erinyes in confusion and the boy turned to look at Fandor a confused expression on his face. “We have a second contestant!” everyone murmured amongst themselves saying that whoever challenged this… thing, to a match after that display of awesome force was insane. Abadaan stood his form becoming inconsistent then sliding along the floor boards then down the wall of the Pit, reforming himself once he reached the ground. “And there he is.” The Erinyes finished slightly unsure. “Let it begin.” He said quickly. Abadaan shot into a combat stance spacing his hooves and raising his hands, his tendrils spreading out, the fell light at their tips glowing brighter, and his tail swayed in an agitated fashion. The boy just stood there waiting for Abadaan to make his move. For four long minutes they stood there waiting for the other to make their move. Abadaan gazed intently into the boy’s right eye searching for what he had seen before. Abadaan finally grew impatient as one of the audience members yawned loudly. He launched himself forward running at incredible speed. Definitely faster than the boy had expected, as his eyes widened in what appeared to be surprise. The tattoo above his right eye glowed slightly and a thick black circle appeared in his eye's iris. The line showed itself to be a set of six spinning, evenly spaced thin black triangles as they slowed then stopped one pointing up, one down, and the other four evenly spaced pointing diagonally on either side. Abadaan saw this happen in a blink of an eye. He made a sign and a vapour appeared between him and the boy, which then formed a solid pitch-black wall, which Abadaan used to launch himself back to where he started. As the wall turned back to vapour and disappeared Abadaan looked up and saw the boy now in a combat pose as well, the shape in his eye still present. Abadaan thought for a moment, The Sign of the Black Sun in his eye confirms it… He is one of them and a Seer on top of that. If the boy weren’t trying to kill him he would have run up to him and hugged him. This was a joyous day indeed. But he had little time to celebrate as the boy charged at him. Abadaan knew he had to make this quick to avoid wasting time. The tattoo that Abadaan now knew to actually be a birthmark glowed brighter as the boy raised his fist to slam Abadaan in the gut. Abadaan spoke a power word, causing his body to become incorporeal making the boy’s fist go through him as though he were made of air. As soon as is fist passed through Abadaan, Abadaan became solid again and wrapped two of his tendrils around the boys arm and used his tail to trip him. The boy not expecting this turn of events was caught off balance and fell flat on his face. Abadaan spoke another power word and made a shape with his hands. One of his free tendrils dived into the boys back passing into him like he wasn’t there, a small deep purple swirl around the entrance point. The boy’s eye’s widened as a chilling sensation ran through his body numbing him. His eyes began to close and he fell into a deep sleep. Abadaan extracted his tendril the swirling circle disappearing. He knelt down and picked up the unconscious boy. The crowd leaned in and expected a gaping hole to be dripping in his chest. Despite the audience's expectations there was not even a scratch on him from Abadaan’s attack, telling those learned in magic that the finishing move had been an attack on the boy’s Mana aura and not his physical body. “All right Fandor!” Abadaan shouted up at the Half-Dragon, “I've won! You better not double cross me!” Fandor laughed. “I'm a man of my word Abadaan, don't worry.” Fandor crossed his arms and pulled a contemplative face, “In fact I'm so impressed by how you flattened my prize so quickly and that you beat him at all, that I'll arrange for housing for you and your friends for tonight in my own establishment.” The crowd murmured in amazement at Abadaan's show of force after seeing the Gelugon and Barbazu's bodies fall to the ground dead or maimed. The Erinyes on the platform dropped down using his black wings as a parachute. “If you will follow me I'll take you to the room you'll be staying in.” he said gesturing to a tunnel in the wall of the pit that had just opened up. Abadaan nodded and followed the Erinyes looking up at the group he had followed here making fleeting eye-contact with Dareen.

Chapter 1 - Abadaan

Abadaan opened his eyes to a new day. He lay there confused by the darkness pressed against his face. He realised that he was lying face down as sense slowly returned to him. He breathed in smelling the scent of grass. Another wave of confusion passed over him as he realised that he could actually feel the grass on his face. And it was alive! He pushed himself up onto his knees and stared and the fresh green grass. So close to the Well of Shadows… Abadaan thought, Nothing should be growing… Slowly memory returned… *“They’re everywhere lord Abbadon” The warped Kohan, Druzah stated matter-of-factly “The Mana Spires are lost and our forces drop like flies. We cannot hold them back from the Well of Shadows” Abbadon stirred within the depths of the well rage surging through his mind. He pulled himself up breaking the surface of the corrupted Mana filling the well. “Then they shall know of the fury of Abbadon! And they shall despair!” His fell voice boomed into the night. He stepped out of the well feeling the wind on his back swirling around his titanic form. His tail curled lazily behind him and the tendrils extending from his back writhed in the anticipation of the coming destruction. His smoking dark purple eyes looked out over the battlegrounds. A wall of forts and Shadow Portals tried to hold the advance of the combined forces of the still Pure Kohan and the mortal peoples of Khaldun. Countless fierce Drauga warriors fought with tooth, claw and club with equal ferocity to any of the beasts of the Shadow, thousands of Humans moved in ordered groups and struck and withdrew continuously harassing the lesser creatures and maddening the greater ones, burly Gauri crushed the skulls and cleaved the essence of even the strongest and their Juggernauts brawled face to face with the colossal Leviathans and Bone Golems, and the cursed Haroun rained destruction among the shadow and undead with their arrows and magics. The undead were all but destroyed their reanimated bodies crumbling beneath their enemies, and many of the warped shadow beings were failing their essences dispersing and the portals they spawned from failing as they were torn apart by the enemy’s attacks. Abbadon growled to himself at this affront. He charged forwards bellowing his outrage at the offenders smashing through the ranks of the mortal weaklings. With every swipe legions of mortals fell he crushed them beneath his hooves and sent them flying with his wide swings. As he wreaked havoc among these foolish creatures he felt his energies flux, he drew them in allowing them to become visible swirling around him, he slammed his fists against the ground and drove the four tendrils on his back into the ground releasing them in a devastating explosion. The armies around him broke rank and began to flee in several directions their moral broken. Abbadon smiled in satisfaction at the sight. But his eyes widened in terror as he felt his powers torn from him he turned to see the great portal above the well of shadows collapse as a bolt of pure white light flew up into its maw. The remaining undead and shadows turned to dust as their energy source was cut off from them, and the Well of Shadows frothed and boiled as the pure energies of a Kohan’s soul purified it. Abbadon charged forward as his very essence smoked off of him and he fell apart. He collapsed everything turned white and he met oblivion head on.* Abbadon? But I’m Abadaan. And why was I fighting for the Shadow… The sound of cavalry approaching him broke his thoughts. He looked up and stood. His body was mostly still in its shadow form but his armour was gone leaving his deep purple skin exposed, and the spikes extending from the back of his head had softened and know fell back past his shoulders in a mockery of hair. The men on the horses slowed down and stared at Abadaan in confusion. The one at their head the amulet hanging from his neck showing him to be a Kohan pressed forward. “I don’t know how you survived Abbadon!” the obviously angry Kohan yelled at him, “But I swear you are going to die right now!” “What?” Abadaan asked confused, “but I’m not Abbadon I’m Abadaan!” The Kohan charged anyway drawing his incredibly large warhammer and preparing to swing. Abadaan extended his hands out in front of him and felt strange energies flow through him. A wave of energy flew forward from him colliding with the Kohan knocking him off his horse and causing his horse to fall on top of him the other soldiers horses reared up and fled carrying their riders away with them. Abadaan stared at his hands for a few moments then, prompted by the Kohan’s loud swearing, marched over to the fallen horse. He noticed the horse was dead and climbed up atop it to look down at the Kohan below him. The Kohan looked back up at him glaring heavily. “What in the name of the light drove you to attack me?” Abadaan asked though he already knew the answer. One of the Kohan’s eyebrows shot up as he looked at the abomination before him. “If your going to kill me Abbadon can you at least do it without pulling any idiotic tricks?” “I said it before and I’ll say it again my name is Abadaan not Abbadon!” “Right. Sounds pretty similar to me.” Abadaan sighed and retreated off of the deceased horse. He hooked his hands under its limp neck and lifted. After a few tense moments the horse flipped off of the trapped Kohan. Abadaan extended his hand to the Kohan. The Kohan looked at Abadaan suspiciously then grabbed onto his hand. When the Kohan was standing again they looked each other up and down. The Kohan was strong and quite muscular with golden armour on his chest and legs, he had brown eyes and his brown hair was cropped close to his head. “So…” the Kohan paused for a second, “Abadaan, what brings you by the remains of the Well of Shadows?” “To be honest I have no idea,” Abadaan said tugging gently on one of the tendrils on the back of his head. “All I know is I was trailing someone called Ahriman serving an extra-planar being…” “Hold on.” The Kohan interrupted, “Extra-planar?” “Long story,” Abadaan waved the question away, “Anyway he was serving the Shadow who I was helping to bring down and then I finally managed to confront this Ahriman and I was ambushed.” Abadaan stared absent-mindedly at his hands, “I looked different then, more human.” There were a few moments of silence as the Kohan absorbed what he had heard. “You’ve met Ahriman?” he asked suddenly. “Huh?” “Ahriman. You’ve met him?” “I… yes but he captured me and since then my memories are all those of this Abbadon you spoke of.” “You were taken by the Shadow?” “Yes. I must have been.” Abadaan dropped down onto the grass crossing his odd shaped legs and looking at the ground. The Kohan crouched down next to Abadaan a curious expression on his face. “Jonas.” “What?” “Jonas Teramun. That’s my name.” Jonas said smiling slightly. “Nice to meet you Jonas.” “Pleasure to meet you too Abadaan.” Abadaan chuckled lightly. “What’s so funny?” “We just met and now I have to leave.” “What?” “The Shadow may be gone from this world,” Abadaan said standing back up. “But it is still out there and no doubt tearing apart another plane.” “What the bloody hell are you talking about?” “As much as I’d love to explain I really have to go.” Jonas just stared at Abadaan as he crouched back down and started scraping symbols into the dirt in a circular direction. Abadaan stopped in front of Jonas. “Move please.” Jonas jumped up and backed away. “Right yes sorry.” Abadaan finished the etchings in the dirt. A pentagram with a strange symbol at each point. Standing in the centre of the pentagram Abadaan made some hand gestures then thrust his hands in front of him and the tentacles on his back flew forward as well meeting at one point in front of him the lights on the tips brightening almost blinding. As Abadaan pulled them away from each other parting his hands as well a pure black circle formed in mid air widening until it sat in front of him in an otherworldly fashion. Jonas stared his mouth a-gape in a wide O. Abadaan looked over at him and burst out laughing. “You… You look like a bloody FISH!” Abadaan continued to laugh almost falling over. Abadaan finally righted himself and sniffed loudly and rubbed his face. “Ah. Forgive me I forgot this is one of the worlds unfamiliar with inter-planar travel.” Abadaan brushed himself down and cleared his throat. “We may never see each other again so I shall say farewell and live the rest of your immortal life in peace.” Jonas just sat there still as a stone staring at Abadaan like a landed fish. Abadaan scoffed and cleared his throat again. “Ok. I’m just gonna go before I crack up again.” Abadaan turned and walked through the portal and it closed right behind him disappearing in a flash of purple light. The soldiers having finally regained control of their horses returned to find the normally stony Kohan sitting on the ground staring at a pentagram like a fish out of water. *END*

Chapter 0 - Chapter 1

Ariana Shepard’s face was slick with sweat, her short black hair plastered to her pale brow and cheeks, her emerald eyes filled with an insatiable hunger as she thrust. Her teeth sank into her lower lip, a trickle of blood running from the corner of her mouth and down her chin as she bit into herself, chasing her release. She has lost count of her orgasms over the days she had spent in this Omega suit, along with the number of girls she had gone through. Shepard’s bulging bicep pinned the woman beneath her down, not that it was needed though, as she lay there catatonic, the needle still sticking out of her arm from shooting up. Shepard fumbled with her free arm for her Nyx Stick, hips continuing their assault, and took a long drag from it, feeling the fresh rush fill her mind. Nyx was a powerful stimulant and aphrodisiac, but it was also an aggression enhancer. Shepard held the acrid smoke in her lungs as long as she could, feeling the world apart from herself and the wet hole her cock was in melt away before she released the blue vapour from her bloodied lips. She admired the blue hot embers as they smoldered, her pinprick pupils enraptured by it before she jammed the burning tip into the  turquoise  skin of the whore she was with. She felt her body contract weekly in pain, which was enough to finally push Shepard past the brink, or maybe it was just the act of inflicting pain that gave her the orgasm she so desperately sought.  Her balls twitched and heaved, long dry by this point and aching with over stimulation. Her whole cock was burning with overuse and lack of lubrication save for spit, but she kept slamming away, her thick rod sawing in and out as a weak and unfulfilling orgasm tickled her spine instead of crashing into her like she was hoping for. After she felt her orgasm fade and the pain return to her dick, she pulled it free of the Asari’s ass with a pop, her thick, fleshy walls gaped wide and refusing to close back up. Shepard staggered back and fell onto the couch, her chest heaving and she sucked for air, her cock bobbing with each breath, still hard as ever in spite of it’s protest. Numbness and pinpricks started to flow over her body, her long legs and dainty toes feeling miles away as she sat with her legs open wide. Her eyes were inoperable, and she could not bring her head to move as she sat there, mind separate from body as she watched the orgy continue before her, moans and screams of pain and pleasure filling the room.  A human woman placed herself between Shepard’s legs and started to rim her, her nose buried into Shepard’s spent sack as her tongue made slow circles and slithered in and out of Shepard’s ass. Soon after, an Asari straddled Shepard's hips, smoothly sinking her ass onto Shepard’s cock hands free as she held three needles in one hand and a stick of Nyx in the other. All Shepard could do was look on with hunger and nod as she felt that tongue slide deeper into her and her cock be bounced upon. She took the stick that was placed between her teeth and sucked in, feeling her lungs try to expel the toxic gas as she fought to hold it in. The Asari started to grind her hips into Shepard, showing a remarkable display of dexterity and practice, able to hit Shepard’s vein perfectly while working her sore cock like a pro. After the first dose, Shepard’s legs and arms went totally numb, but the pain in her cock vanished, in fact her burning balls and throbbing cock felt amazing now, fresh and ready to go. She started working her hips in the Asari as best she could, fighting the oncoming paralysis as she chased her next orgasm. She felt her ass being pulled open and her prostate being tongued now as she felt the wet, fleshy cunt of the Asari slap down against her with each bounce. She felt her orgasm nearing, her cock feeling like a rod of pure electric joy when the second needle came. A fresh wave of numbness chased by paralysis washed over her. Her hips no longer moved, her cock went numb, along with her ass. Her arms soon followed, and everything below her neck was void of sensation. She felt the hot coal of the Nyx burning on her lips and couldn’t even muster the concentration to drop it from her mouth. She stared up at the Asari that had mounted her. She felt a third needle, this time in her neck and as it slid in, the Asari’s blinked and her eyes turned a sheer black. In that moment, Shepard’s mind was joined with the Asari, and she felt all the pleasure of the Asari, and of herself. Shepard may not have been able to feel her own cock, but the Asari could feel it all through the meld, and in their joining, Shepard could feel it too. It was a sensation unlike any other she had known, feeling every nerve ending in her body through the meld, while unable to feel a single one in her own body. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she came, her empty and spent cock twitch only twice, but it was the most intense orgasm of her life. Moments later she saw the Asari’s eyes change back, and she blacked out. mo ~~~~~~ Shepard awoke in a crumpled mess on the floor amongst a sea of bodies. Her body ached all over, her joints stiff and her muscles tight. Slowly, she gathered herself up and looked about the mess she had participated in. She checked her omni tool: it had been nearly 8 days of none stop sex and drugs, but she could only remember 3 of them. She picked herself from the collage of white and blue limbs and made her way to the washroom. Her black hair was matted mess, her alabaster skin was covered in burns, bruises, nail tracks, and needle tracks. Her lips were dry and cracked, her nails chipped and torn, her eyes bloodshot. She took a deep breath and was treated to the sweet scent of the blue sand she enjoyed snorting that still sat in her nose, the caustic after taste of Nyx that sat on her sandpaper tongue, but above all the scent of sex. She smiled to herself and watched her cracked lip start to bleed and reveled in the afterglow of a week well spent. She examined her cock and balls, finding them both intact but dreadfully sore. She noted a few needle marks running up her cock and made a mental note to try that herself next time. There were a few blotches of discoloration running along the shaft and on her sack. Red, radiating inflammation that was starting to itch, and caused her sack to ache worse than she could ever remember when she tried to itch it. She felt something running down her leg and saw a trail of light blue goop running down her thigh. She turned around and presented her ass to the mirror, spreading her cheeks as she looked back at it. It was beautifully gaped open, so stretched out and broken in she couldn’t even try to wink it shut. She would never have allowed an Asari to fuck her ass, but the blue cum starting to pour from her ass as she held it open made it undeniable it had happened. She shivered in disgust at letting an Asari violate her like that. Asari were made to be fucked, to be manhandled and molested, not the other way around. Shemale Asari were rather uncommon, so tracking down the one that had done this to her with Aria’s help would be no problem.  Deciding it was probably time to get back to the SR2 and recommence their peacekeeping missions, she called a taxi with her omnitool and requested a fresh set of clothes to be brought with it. The Taxi pulled up to the balcony and she clambered in naked and pulled on the body glove, which only made the itching worse, as the driver made his way to the Normandy’s dock. Once she cleaned herself up in the shower and washed the scent of debauchery off herself, she went to the medbay to get some IV fluids and to have her rash checked.  Dr. Michel was a kind woman, and always helped pick Shepard back up when she got back from one of her benders, but always made a point of telling her to stop. “One of these days your arm will be so shot up I won't be able to set an IV in it. Do I need to grow you a new set of lungs, yours sound terrible this morning.” She reprimanded the specter as she continued with her exam. “And what is this rash? Don’t tell me you went bareback on Omega!”  Shepard rolled her eyes. “No specter worth her salt is going to wear a rubber. Besides, this ain’t the first time I’ve come back with a straggler in my system, just give me one of those cureall shots and some itch cream.”  “Shepard, I’ve never seen anything like this, nor has the computer. I’m going to have to let EDI run it through her databases to find a match. In the meantime, I can’t give you anything, as it might accelerate the growth of the rash or other symptoms. Until further notice, attempt to refrain from any kind of sexual activity or drugs, including self stimulation.’  Shepard balked, but saw the Dr. Michel was being totally serious. “Fine, no hookers or wanking until you figure out what this is.” She emphasized her words by pointing at the angry looking blotches of colour on her otherwise smooth and pearly looking sack.  ~~~~~ Shepard sat naked in her cabin and tried to stay focused on the report she was reading, but it was hopeless. She sat rocking in her chair as she read the same sentence over and over again. It had been a week and EDI still had not dug up anything about her rash. It had grown slightly, but had become a much deeper red, like it was setting into the tissue, which had her worried. Not only was the itching driving her mad as she tried to keep her hands off her cock, but she was as horny as ever and jonesing for some Nyx and needle sticks. She had tried some anal masturbation, but found that any kind of arousal was too painful to maintain and made the itch worse.  The bell to her door chimed and swooshed open. EDI’s platform walked into the room. She wore her blue and grey bodysuit over her silver body and carried a small bag with her, which was unusual when aboard the Normandy. “Shepard, after running several analyses of the samples we took and combing the extranet and my memory banks, I believe I have found a cure to your ailment. The treatment however, you will not like.”  “Edi, anything would better than this fucking itching.” Shepard stood, scratching at her neck to avoid scratching at her crotch. “Just give me whatever it is I need to make it stop.”  “Very well Shepard, in that case please lay on the bed, face up .” Shepard quickly complied, laying down with her legs spread wide. “It will require a degree of sexual stimulation, and while Dr. Michel would never condone it, I have observed you experience significantly heightened degrees of arousal when under the influence.”  “Damn right I do.” Shepard replied.  “Then here you go, Shepard.” EDI produced 4 sticks of Nyx, placing one in Shepard’s mouth and using the lighter in her thumb to start it for her. Shepard took a long drag and laid her head back into the bed, already feeling her cock come to life and the itch in her heavy balls grow worse. EDI then produced 3 needles, and without asking Shepard, slide one into her arm. Before Shepard could even react to it, her arms and legs went numb again, but finally the itching started to fade. She sighed deep in relief, taking another long drag of the Nyx in the process. Next she felt a needle slide into the base of her cock, and her whole body went slack and numb save for her dick.  “Uh, EDI, what kind of treatment is this?” She asked, her words slurred.  “It is exactly the treatment you need according to my research.” EDI replied, moving her head down and wrapping those silver lips around the head of Shepard’s prick and rolling her tongue along the glans. Quickly, her head descended down the cock before her, the meaty member pressing open her lax throat as she prepared the lubricant that would be needed. The thick, orange orange omnigel that she used as a lubricant seeped from her throat and mouth. It slide all over Shepard’s prick, but more importantly, it slide down her urethra as well. “EDI… W-what is going on down there?” She mumbled out, holding the Nyx between her lips still.  “The passage for the treatment is too narrow and will require stretching and lubrication for successful administration. “EDI answered back, drawing her head from Shepard’s engorged cock. Next, she stood back and undid the zipper on her body suit, letting it fall away, and revealing to Shepard the device for administration. “The treatment requires the direct deposit of a solution into the reproductive track, and due to the highly viscous nature of the solution, a large gauge applicator is required.”  Shepard’s eyes bugged out of her head. She was well endowed, but the so-called applicator the jutted out from EDI’s groin had her beat by 4 inches in length and 2 in girth. She could feel the lube running down her pipes like precum. She tried to raise her arms, to sit up, but to no avail. She lay there in a mix of terror and arousal, the drugs cooking her brain as EDI placed another stick of Nyx between her lips and the uncertainty of what would happen to her wonderful cock. “So, you just have to pour the treatment deep in me?”  “It is not so simple as that, Shepard. Again, due to the highly viscous nature of the solution, kinetic action is required to loosen the bonds enough for even flow, and it must be deposited when the patient reaches a climax for the optimal effect.” EDI replied, her even tone and cold eyes clashing with the huge cock and balls she now sported. EDI dropped to her knees and rubbed her tip against Shepard’s, the size difference being even more evident now.  “Wait, wait, can’t this be done from behind? The piping is connected back there, wouldn't that work?” Shepard asked, as coherently as she could.  “No.” Was the only reply EDI gave before pushing her cock forward. The copious amount of lubricant she had deposited in and around Shepard’s cock did their work. She fleshy, purple tip of Shepard’s cock split open. Shepard’s face was one of a silent scream, the Nyx falling from her lips and burning her. The metal tip of EDI’s cock was hot, like a hooker’s tongue playing with her slit, but much more rigid. Shepard’s body was well taken care of and augmented in many ways after her resurrection, but her cock was still just flesh, and it was relenting like all flesh does before metal. EDI applied steadily more and more force with her hips, her hands now clasped around Shepard’s cock to keep it in place as she pushed into it. Shepard’s head split open, her foreskin peeling back to expose the entire head as it expanded. Finally, she felt a pop as the blubus tip of EDI cock slipped in past Shepard’s.  Shepard felt it pop in as well, the tip of her cock feeling pack with smooth, hot metal. Her voice returned and she screamed in a mixture of horror, pain, pleasure and surprise. She had felt a tongue in their, and even a Hanar had wormed it’s slimy tentacle part way down her shaft before, but this metallic cock was stretching her walls and splitting her dick open. With the initial barrier broken, it was easier going now, but far from painless. EDI’s mechanical joints provided exactly as much pressure as was needed to slowly sink deeper in at an inch per minute. After what felt like an hour to Shepard, but was only about 8 minutes, she felt EDI’s hard, metallic head hit the base of her shaft. Her entire cock bulged grotesquely around the metal phallus lodged within. She could feel the ache in her broken cock, every nerve fiber begging to be relaxed, every inch of it throbbing pain with the beat of her heart. Mustering as much concentration as she could, she spoke once more to EDI. “There, you’re in, now give me the injection.  “Shepard, were you listening? I must use kinetic action to allow the treatment to work, and you must climax as I inject you. Not to mention the fact I am not deep enough yet.” Her synthetic voice had a hint of annoyance at needing to explain to Shepard once more what needed to be done.  Not deep enough, Shepard thought to herself. How could she possibly get deeper? EDI withdrew half way from Shepard’s cock before pressing in once more, this time much faster, smashing her tip into Shepard’s musculature. Now Shepard screamed in pain alone. EDI did not flinch at her reaction, and repeated the motion, harder still. Over and over again, she pulled back and thrust forward, increasing her thrusting power by exacting levels each time. Shepard was in agony. It was as if she were being kneed in the balls and punched in the gut on each thrust. Her mind went blank with pain, unable to form thoughts or recognize any sensation outside of the pummeling her innards were taking. After ten minutes of thrusting, with each slam forward worse than the last, her body gave in. The muscular fibers frayed and split, allowing EDI’s metallic cock to slide forth.  Once the barrier broke, EDI’s cock slid deep inside with no resistance, Shepard’s soft and gooey innards proving no match for her mechanical strength. Her cock burrowed in, slamming into Shepard’s prostate. The instant she hit it, Shepherds screaming turned into a moan. She held there for a moment, allowing Shepard to savour the feeling of ecstasy she had suddenly been given. “Oh fuuuuck, EDI. Fuck it hurts, but… Fuck.” She gargled out, her numb mouth filled with spit. EDI thrust once more, smashing in with full force and drawing another scream from Shepard. EDI drew the third needle she had brought with her and gave Shepard another dose. EDI quickly resumed her thrusting, picking up the pace. Her hips slammed forward twice a second with precision timing, the hard head of her cock sinking home into Shepard’s swollen prostate on each thrust.  Shepard’s body was limp now, save her head which rocked from side to side as she moaned weakly. EDI kept close track of Shepard’s biometric, not wishing to kill her commander, and needing to time her injection with Shepard’s release. She shortened her strokes but quickened the pace and increased force she used, and watched as Shepard’s heart rate and blood pressure steadily rose. She felt Shepard’s distended cock begin to twitch and around her own and her balls start to pulsate as her vitals spiked. Shepard moaned something, but EDI could not understand it. EDI felt a warm rush of fluid coming up Shepards shaft , squirting up past her cock and oozing out of her broken cock. As Shepard came, and all of her pipes opened up to allow for the flow of her cum, EDI released her own load. The cold fluid shot from her cock with significantly more force than Shepard’s biology could muster and it gushed into her. It burned like rubbing alcohol as it flowed into her body, the thick fluid rushing forth and filling each passage it could find to the brim. It flooded her sack and poured into her balls, the syrupy medication permeating Shepard’s membranes and soaking her clenching prostate.  Shepard wailed like a phantom. Despite the drugs, despite the pleasure and fullness she felt, nothing could cover up that feeling. She was in agony as that cold fluid burned through her. It soaked into her as she lay there trying to scream, her voice horse and ragged. Her heavy balls felt fuller than ever, but not with her own baby batter. Her prostate was spasming like crazy as it tried to help her fire off her load, but did so in vain agony as the medication burned into it. Every part of her wonderful breeding tool was burning with cold fire. EDI's thrusting slowed and softened, but did not stop. She continued to milk Shepard and draw out her orgasm, pressing into her withering prostate over and over, releasing more medication with each jab. As the slowly burning died down, the agony remained, and she was filled with an awful sinking sensation. Her balls incredibly full, but totally empty. Her cock, her beautiful, powerful member was devoid of pleasure despite her hardness. EDI's thrusting stopped as Shepard's prostate and dick stopped twitching, and she withdrew her injector. Shepard's gaping, disfigured cock slapped back onto her stomach, leaking the orange lubricant and medical solution onto her belly. She felt tears welling up in her eyes as she looked down at her broken dick. At least the rash was gone.  “There you go Shepard. No more infection, and no more reason for you to need any more treatments for this kind of ailment.” EDI stated, a smile on her lips.  “D-don’t tell me you did what I think-”  “Of course I did, Shepard. You’ve been spending far too much time and credits, Alliance credits, chasing drugs and prostitutes. You’re tarnishing our image as we try to rebuild the galaxy. Maybe now you will be more attentive to your duties.” EDI finished coldly turning and leaving the suit. 

Chapter 1 - A Night on the Couch

Charlie awoke groggily in his bed to his alarm going off. He slapped at with his hand to silence it before pushing himself up and swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. Out his window he could see a heavy mist enveloping the street and leaves on the trees just starting to turn colour in the dim light of the street lamps. At 6:00 in the morning his mother and sister were still fast asleep, so he always took care to make as little noise as possible when getting ready for his morning run. He threw on a pair of shorts and his school tank-top before heading downstairs to the kitchen.  The house was more of a mansion than a simple home. Three stories, hardwood floors of dark walnut, heated bathroom tiles, white marble countertops, 6 bedrooms, a 3 car garage, a pool and hot tub, a brick patio, plentiful backyard space for gatherings, and a large maple tree in the front yard along the stone pathway. All the houses in his neighborhood were like this. They were all gifts from the state to the families of war heroes and exceptional patriots. His father had been one such man, and as thanks for his great sacrifice his family would be taken care of.  Charlie slunk down to the kitchen and put a breakfast roll in the microwave and tied up his shoes before starting his morning run, egg and bacon wrap in hand. His morning run was twice around the block his house sat in, just over four miles. It was always calm, the streets largely empty of traffic. As he rounded a corner on his second lap and neared one house, the door opened and one of the women that lived there stormed out. It was Lela Franco, the illegitimate daughter of a war hero. Her mother, Juliana,  had been taken as a prize in the fighting, and Lela was the product of their “love.” It was very uncommon to see Latinas like Lela and Juliana any more, even if they were related or involved with patriots of such high prestige. Lela was nearly the same age as Charlie, being born just days before him. She was short, at only 5 foot, she stood more than a full foot shorter than Charlie, though she was an inch taller than her mother. She had naturally tanned skin that was very nicely bronzed in the late summer sun, nearly black hair with reddish highlights when the light it it,  soft cheeks and a narrow chin, a slight nose, and milk chocolate eyes that were usually beaming with energy. She was a natural gymnast and very in good shape. She was so slight and lean that Charlie thought he might be able to fit his hands all the way around her waist if she sucked in. It was only once she made it to the sidewalk that Charlie realized she looked rather distraught, with tears brimming in her eyes. He slowed up his jog to a walk so as not to startle her and came up to check on her.  “Lela?” He asked softly, his deep voice carrying over the still morning air. She looked at him and he could see her red eyes and the tears welling up in them. She forced a smile, her cheeks rising up and pressing a tear out and down each one. She pulled the sleeve of her sweater down to her hands and wiped away the tears as best she could before walking up to him.  “Hi, Charlie. Sorry you had to see that, just an argument with Mom is all. Don’t pay it any bother.” She said, her voice still tight with emotion. “What brings you out here?” She continued, clearly trying to change the subject.  “I come by here every day on my morning run, you know that.” Charlie said with a humorous smile, trying to lighten her mood. She may not have been of his blood, but she was a sweet girl in a tough situation, no father figure in her life and stranded from her people. He didn’t like seeing her cry.  “Oh, right.” She said, looking embarrassed at having forgotten. “I didn’t realize what time it was.” She continued, looking a bit frazzled and overwhelmed. “Well I won’t keep you here. See you at school?” She went to talk past Charlie in the direction he came from but he put a hand on her shoulder and stopped her. He rested no weight on her, nor did he squeeze at all, but stopped all the same.  “Come here.” He said gently before wrapping his arms around her, and she nearly melted into his embrace. She wrapped him and held on as tight as she could, seemingly overcome with relief and emotion at such personal human contact. She did not get on well with her mother, so Lord only knew how long it had been since someone other  than her sister had given her a hug. After nearly a minute she took an extra deep breath and then pulled back, fresh tears in her eyes. “Better?” He asked.  She wiped away the tears again. “Yes, much.” Her voice was much less choked when speaking now. See you in history?” She said with a smile.  “Sounds like a plan.” Charlie replied, returning the  smile before continuing on with his jog. He never looked back to see, but Lela watched until he turned the corner before she went back inside. Charlie made it back home at 7, a few minutes later than usual after his conversation with Lela, and headed upstairs to take a shower before breakfast. He came back downstairs to the kitchen once again, his light blonde hair still quite damp, and got to work on breakfast. He clicked the burners on to heat the pans, sliced the bread, whipped up the scrambled eggs, separated the bacon, and got everything cooking on time to finish all at once. Just as the toaster popped and he was plating the eggs and bacon, his mom, Katherine, came into the kitchen. Katherine was young for a mother, having turned 34 just a few months earlier.  She had raised Charlie and Kelly on her own, living hand to mouth on the streets as war raged around them. Most nights they had gone to sleep cold and hungry while listening to the chatter of small arms fire in the distance or the punctual booms of interventionist bombs being dropped in the distance. Unlike their enemy, they received no food aid, there were no blue helmets to help "keep the peace", no red cross trucks, but they didn't want it anyway. They had been labeled as dangerous extremists, as violent and bloodthirsty, and some even called them genocidal totalitarians. This is the kind of hatred and bile Kathrine and her husband had received for wishing to leave the system, for wanting to be left alone in their cities and towns and forests. For 13 years they moved from resistance camp to shelter, from a bombed out town  to a burned down farmstead. They had little outside of each other to sustain themselves, but not once did their mother's conviction ever waver, and Charlie swore as long as she held firm, he would as well.  Now that the fighting was over, they lived better than most. Most of their people did well enough with everyone pitching in and doing what was needed, but they were still rebuilding much of their decimated country. Charlie was glad the war was over, but resented he had not been old enough to do his part. He had seen the bodies piled in the streets and pits as child, and it was rare to go into town and not see a man or woman missing a limb or more. He counted himself as lucky to have no been seriously hurt beyond a single piece of shrapnel to ribs, from a bomb no doubt dropped by the peacekeepers.  Now their mother organized relief efforts to rebuild their outlying towns, to ensure the farmers and partisans that had fought and bled for their land could keep it. She tutored and babysat, organized community events, anything she could to help give back to the community that had kept her and her children alive though all those years of poverty and violence.    Katherine was the exact same height as her daughter at 5’7, with long blonde hair and beaming blue eyes, very fair skin, and crisp, aristocratic features. She walked up to Charlie who was sitting in his usual chair and put her arms around him from behind, hugging him tightly and kissing him on the cheek.  “Good morning sweetie.” She said, holding him for a second before letting go and starting to plate her breakfast. “Sleep ok?”  “I slept fine mom. What about you?” As he plated his own food and sat down.  “Like an angel.” She replied, sitting down across from him. The talked for a bit, sharing plans for the day and coming weekend before Katherine had to leave for work. She collected her thermos of coffee and kissed him once more on the cheek. “I love you sweetie, practice hard today.”  “I love you too mom!” Charlie hollered after her as he finished swallowing his bite of egg. As he did Kelly came in from the living room, shouting goodbye to their mother as well. Kelly was Charlie’s twin sister, which most people guessed from their eyes alone  despite their varied height and frames. Their ice blue eyes like 4 precious stones cut from the same vein, the same as their mother’s. She was slim and lithe, her bust modest and her body toned; she was  exceptionally graceful in her movements. She took great care to look as perfect as she could every day, and it showed. She dyed her long hair black and kept it as smooth as obsidian. She had sharp features like her mother, pronounced cheekbones and a slight gaunt to her cheeks made more pronounced by her dark eye makeup and chilling eyes. Her lips, stained black as per usual, had a natural pout to them, her nose ran straight and true into a slight button nose and her chin was cleft, just like her twin’s. She was in her usual school outfit when it wasn’t game day. Low top black Converse, black skinny jeans, a low cut, tight fit v-neck T-shirt, and a small Iron Cross hanging from her narrow, velvet choker, and black nail and toe polish. Her ass was cupped perfectly by the razor tight denim while the seam running tight down her legs showed off the plumpness of her thighs and the gap they had while accentuating the exceptional power they held. Her shirt was custom fitted to her, trimming down along her ribs and narrowing at her waist like only a proper tailor could produce. While Charlie was no stranger to the sight of his sister, nor the sight of her in tight clothing, he was far from used to it. It took a concentrated effort to not look at her as she danced around the house, often literally, in yoga pants, hot pants, mini skirts, bikinis, and when their mother wasn’t home, sometimes just her thong and bra. He didn’t know why she did it. To tease him, because it was what was most comfortable for her, because it gave her the best freedom of movement to cartwheel and pirouette through the house? Whatever her reason, it showed her absolute trust in him, because whenever his friends were over, she dressed much like she did today, only wearing her cheer, dance, and workout attire for said activities. He would be lying if she had not crept into his mind on more than one occasion. He stole a glance towards her as she reached for a cup on her tiptoes, her  legs extending and back arching slightly as she pulled the cup towards herself. She poured her cup of coffee, and as she turned to him he pulled his eyes back to his plate, slicing into one of the sausage links. They talked about school and their sports before Charlie drove them to school. He always made extra sure to keep his gaze averted from her at school, lest he be seen looking at his twin sister.  ~~~~~~ Charlie stood on the football field reviewing a scheme his coach had drawn up for them to run this weekend. They only had a day to implement it, so he wanted to make sure he fully understood it. The fall sun cast a warm, yellow light over the players as they stretched and talked, a gentle wind picking up now and again. The coach was talking with the receivers and running backs about the new routes they had for the play, as Charlie's backup and good friend David came up to him and elbowed him to get his attention. “Here they come man, the best part of my day.” He said as he nodded towards the cheer squad. They may not have been in full uniform, but 20 young women tight clothing was a sight to catch the eye of most anyone. Charlie’s gaze though was fixed on the leading girl. Kelly was the captain of the cheer squad, and behind her followed her troop of dancers and gymnasts, which included Lela and her older sister Lola.  Kelly as always was a sight to behold even amongst her peers. Her tight black yoga pants and cropped white T-shirt showing off her taut midriff, her dark hair up in a ponytail as he bangs framed her face. Her athletic thighs were striking even at his distance, held firmly by her leggings but leaving little to his imagination as the fabric stretched and rolled with the musculature like a second skin, showing off her thigh gap even more than her jeans did. At this distance he was free to stare, and did so freely, or so he thought. He saw Kelly’s head snap towards him and their eyes met, even at 40 paces, but before he could react a football struck him in the back of the head.  “If you’ve got time to stare at girls, you must have the plays memorized by now!” The Coach barked at him. He didn’t, but that wouldn’t stop him from making it up as he went along as was often required.  “Sure as shit do, coach.” He yelled back, picking up his helmet and jogging over, ready to get to work. ~~~~~~ Sitting at home on the couch, belly full with a home cooked meal, Charlie waited for his sister to join them for movie night. She had decided she wanted a blanket for the evening, and had gone off to her room to find one. Mom was talking about the movie they were about to watch, but as much as Charlie cared about his mother, he could not bring himself to get invested in the romance movies she picked out. They always felt the same to him. Girl meets boy, girl can’t have boy, girl wins over boy and they drive off into the sunset together. He would much rather be watching a somber war film like Downfall or Das Boot, an expression of suffering and the human condition, about what it truly meant to struggle. Though he felt these were best watched alone at night with the blinds drawn and the lights off, so for movie night he usually went with a thriller about loyalty and conviction. Kelly returned and sat herself down on the couch next to him, but this time on the middle cushion instead of the far end like usual.  Katherine hit play on the movie and Charlie tried to get invested as best he could. This one was better than others, at least the guy was relatable this time. He had been a soldier in the Catalonia liberation war and was troubled by his past, by the things he had done in the conflict and the younger lass from abroad wanted to help him, but could not understand what he had gone through. Near the end of the first act, Kelly leaned over to him and whispered. “I’m still cold, mind if I scooch a little closer?”  Charlie turned his head to the side slightly and looked at her from the corner of his eye. She was looking up at him with a mix of expressions. Expectation that she should get her way like she usually did, a bit of sleepiness, and what he could swear was a hint of apprehension, like she was doing something she shouldn’t be. His mind flashed to their eye contact at school, to what she wore around him and him alone, to the childhood memories and all they had done together; going to the beach, going shooting, going out for shakes together after school, swimming on a hot summer day. Holding her as she cried at dad’s grave, when she practically carried him home when he got clipped by a car, the camping trips when they had always shared a tent as kids, and never stopped. He glanced back towards their mother, who’s chair sat in front of them and to the right, leaving them out of her direct line of sight if she was watching the movie, which she looked to be quite caught up in. He took a deep breath and looked back to her. More of that nervousness he was very unused to seeing was creeping into her eyes, and he knew he couldn’t say no to her. He motioned her over with his head and she shifted her weight over on the couch.  He has expected her to put her head on his shoulder or maybe his arm over her, but his expectations were far exceeded. She slipped herself under his arm and sat flush with him, her legs pressed right up against his down their whole length. Her hand rested on his thigh as her head nestled into his chest. None of it could  be seen under the blanket she drew over them, but his heart still leapt into his throat and his whole body tensed in reaction, which she must have felt. She squeezed his leg and took a deep, relaxing breath, which prompted the same from him, helping him relax again. After the initial shock, he could not deny that it felt nice being this close to her. She didn’t exactly feel cold to him, but that observation was far from the forefront of his mind. The warmth of her legs pressed against him, the weight of her head resting on him as he slouched back slightly. He could feel his own breath slowing down as it felt like the whole world did too. He could smell the lilac in her hair and the lavender of her shampoo on her skin. His fingers started to run up and down her arm, gently tracing lines from shoulder to elbow, sliding his hand up to run his fingers through her silky hair. The exhaustion of the day hit him, and as his eyelids grew heavy it felt wrong to fight them. He drifted off to sleep under the comforting weight of his twin sister's body, feeling the rhythmic breathing of her against his chest and the gentle circular motion her thumb was making on his leg.  Kelly extremely at ease. Charlie’s body was not only warm, but she could tuck herself against him perfectly. She could hear the slow, heavy thumps of his heart, his chest rise and fall with each shallow breath as he slept, the pine of his soap and his natural scent stuck in her nose well after each exhale. While she kept her eyes closed, she fought off sleep, wanting to savor and remember as much of this moment as she could. It wasn’t until the TV clicked off and the room was totally dark did she remember her mother’s presence. She kept her eyes closed and prayed their mother would just head off to bed. She heard her mother’s gentle footsteps approach them and Kelly removed her hand from Charlie’s leg, not knowing what her mother would do. She heard Katherine sigh before quietly saying “There’s never been separating you two.” Kelly couldn’t see her mothers face, but she could hear the tightness in her voice. Katherine pulled the blanket up and tucked it around them before walking off to bed.  Kelly was nearly asleep on Charlie’s chest when he shifted. His left arm came across his body and lay in his lap, the tips of his finger brushing against her left leg. She could feel his fingers twitch as he dreamed, tapping against her leg. She bit her lip as an idea formed in her head. If his warmth felt so nice next to her legs, how good would it feel between them? She listened closely to his breathing and heart, still as slow and shallow as before, deep asleep as he held her. She slowly slid her hand hand over his, lacing her finger between his as she started to open her legs. Dragging his hand over slowly, laying it down then cupping it against her leg before closing her thighs around his hand. Whether by reaction or from his dreaming, his hand grasped her leg, the digits squeezing into her supple flesh. A fluttering sigh left her lips as he squeezed, the pressure making her lose concentration on his breathing for a moment. She collected her thoughts as best she could as her twin brother’s hand held her thigh a mere inch from her sex and focused as best she could on his breathing. Slow and steady as before, but she could feel his heart rate had picked up slightly. Knowing what that might mean, she gradually slid her hand back to his thigh, biting her lip once more. Her hand grew slower and slower until it stopped short of what she was looking for. She steeled herself, taking deep breaths as she prepared to proceed, but she couldn’t find the conviction to. She didn’t want to rush this. She loved her brother beyond reason, beyond what others could understand, and she would not deny her feelings. He was her rock, her happy place, her reason for chasing excellence in all things. She wanted to look him in the eye when she took that next step. For now, she would be satisfied with the off-rhythm squeezing of her thigh as she drifted off to sleep in his embrace.  Authors Note: If you made it this far, thanks for reading! I've got some big plans (at least by my standards) for this with several ideas for chapters in mind, so if I see this getting traction/comments I'll make it my top priority. 

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

    Mark Richards sat in his study, looking over his room, trying to avoid his work. He stared absently at the banner of the chapter he had gone crusading with. Next week would mark the 15th anniversary of him coming home. It felt like a lifetime ago now with how he lived his life now. After spending hundreds of nights camped out in the desert with no hot food or running water, he vowed to never let that happen to his daughters. Well, it had been daughter at the time, with another one one the way when he was forced to leave. The only redeeming part of that campaign, other than the money it had earned him, had been the women. The crusaders had been warned about sleeping with women of the enemy, that they would be black widows or spies. If there was any truth to those claims, he never saw any. They always seemed overjoyed when Knights of Rhodes rolled into the village after their stay up in Zagros Mountains, opening their gates, their doors, and their bedrooms. Mark laughed to himself. He wasn’t proud of what he had done, of cheating on his pregnant wife, repeatedly, with many women, but he couldn’t help but wonder how many bastards he and his brothers had left behind.           He shook his head and looked back to his desk to read a report from one of his field agents, glass of brandy in hand. Mark was a tall, broad shoulder man with short, dark hair, sandy skin, a strong jaw, and a build that showed the time he spent in the gym. He held the lofty title within his automobile company as “Senior Manager of Incidents Review.” It was his job to check over every high profile incident the field agents reviewed, and to determine which party would likely be found responsible, what the legal costs might be to his company, and most importantly to his bosses, if there was any way they could get out of paying out the claim. It wasn’t the most Christian work, nor was it glamorous, or really even pleasant work, but it paid well enough to have a big home, nice furniture, a sports car and an SUV in this garage, and to put his little girl through the best schooling money could buy.  My little girl, he thought to himself as he looked at the wreckage of a burnt out car that a family had died in. She was hardly little any more, having celebrated her 18th birthday a few weeks ago. He could hear her laughing in the living room with her friends that were staying the night. After checking a few pieces of paperwork, he found the loophole he had been searching for and slapped a Not Culpable label on it. He filed it away for mailing tomorrow and called it a night. He stood up and headed out to the kitchen to get another drink. The girls were all sitting out in the living room talking about the trip they had taken to Venice, and how beautiful it had been. His eldest daughter, Tamara waved at him as he entered the room.      “How are you girls doing tonight, do you need anything?” he asked them.      “We’re doing great Daddy, it’s been a long time since we had everyone together.”      “I know, it’s been a while since I’ve seen a few of you.” All ten of them were looking at him with smiles. “It seems like just a few weeks ago you were all graduating from junior high.”      “Well, we’ve all done a lot of growing up since then.” One of the girls said, standing up. She was tall, with long legs and shimmering blonde hair. “I remember that graduation day. I barely came up to your hips. Now I can just about look you in the eye!” She said with excitement, having taken a few steps up to him and getting close to doing just that. She was only an inch or two shorter than him, and the captain of the track team for a reason.      “Yes, I supposed you all have.” He said, smiling at her. “Well I’ll let you be then. My door is always open if you need anything.” He said before making his way to the kitchen.     Just before he was out of earshot, he heard some giggling and his daughter shushing people. He felt his heart sink a little bit as he poured and downed a short glass of brandy. Was he really the old dad now that embarrassed his daughter? He poured out another glass and found himself absentmindedly staring at the ground, remembering when he was the “coolest dad ever!” for taking them all on a company sponsored cruise two years ago for her sweet sixteen. When he looked up, he was surprised to see someone standing in front of him. It was Tamara’s best friend, Evelina.     Evelina was a strange girl, born in a very world than the one she lived in now. The spitting image of his daughter, with her long, straight, dark brown hair, rich, dark olive skin, striking aquamarine eyes, and a well taken care of body with a tiny waist, wide hips, long legs, and an ass you could eat off of. There were only two big differences between the two. First was Evelina being a Shia, not a catholic. Second was the fake tits and ass she got for her birthday. And while his daughter was relatively flat, Evelina’s firm bust stood in defiance of gravity. She was wearing only a pair of sheer red tights, a black mini skirt, and a black crop top that showed off her ruby and sapphire belly piercing. He could see her barbell nippe piercing through the fabric of her tight shirt.      “Hey Mr. Richards, how are ya?” She asked in a tone beyond just friendly.      Mark had to bite his tongue and use all of his effort to keep his eyes off her body and on the friendly smile her plump lips wore. “I’m doing fine, Evelina. I thought you said you didn’t need anything from the kitchen?”      “Please, like I’ve asked before, call me Eve. It’s not something from the kitchen I want, but someone.” She said in a sultry tone, moving well within his personal space.       Mark tried to back himself up but he was already against the counter top. She stepped into him, pressing her body against him and groping his groin and chest with her hands. He quickly dropped his drink on the counter, spilling it as he grabbed her hands and pulled them off his body and over her head. “What the hell, Evelina. I’m married, and my daughter is two rooms away!” He said in a harsh whisper.      Evelina smiled at him before licking those juicy lips of hers, planting them right against his. She pushed her lips hard against him as her tongue slid forward into his mouth. He could feel the metal stud in her tongue click against his teeth as he jerked his head backwards, but she followed his movements, diving forward and leaning against him, the modest weight of her hot, toned body flush against him.      He moved a hand to her chest and shoved her backwards, pushing her off his chest and back onto her feet. As he did so, his hand slid up to her neck and around it by mistake. “Eve, stop.” He said angrily, using his strength to push her back and hold her up on the tips of her toes at an arm's length. “Enjoy the evening here, but after tonight, you’re no longer welcome here.” He said with conviction, not willing to put up with her games.”      Eve slid her fingers over his hand, grasping it sensually. “We’ll see about that, Mr. Richards.” She said through his grasp. A look of shock fell over his face, washing away the anger she had provoked before he dropped her. She slowly backed away from him, holding their eye contact until she turned to leave the kitchen. Before she did though, she glanced back to him over her shoulder and lifted her skirt and spread her cheeks for him. “I’ll see you around, Sir.” She said just loud enough for him to hear before she let go of her cheeks, letting them clap back together.     Mark stood in stunned silence, shaking his head and pouring a fresh drink for himself and taking the bottle with him before making his way to his study, making a point to not look at the girls as he passed. Over the next few hours, he poured himself eight more glasses of brandy as he tried to figure out what had just happened while watching a movie. ~~~~~~~     Mark awoke in his chair, slouched back deep into the leather upholstery, opening his eyes but quickly shutting them again to stop the room from spinning. Something felt off though, beyond his general inebriation. His arms tingled, his legs felt heavy and distant, and his head felt like it was wobbling back and forth, all of which he was used to when he drank as much as he had. What was much more disconcerting though was he felt like he had a wet dream. His cock felt hot, hard, and… moist? Finally he blinked his eyes open again and looked down between his legs to see his pants pulled off, and he just about had a heart attack. There sat Tamara, her turquoise eyes staring up at him, nestled under his desk and between his knees, her pert tits jiggling back and forth her fleshy lips ran up and down the side of his cock, her pierced tongue slipping over the head of his cock as she lathered his cock with spit.     “Does that feel good, Daddy?” She asked him, slapping his cock on tongue a handful of times before running her head down his shaft and beginning to suck on his balls, popping one between her full lips and swirling her pierced tongue around it. He tried to force himself to push away, but he couldn’t manage, he could barely hold his head up, let alone run.      “Ta-Tamara, what are you doing?” He slurred out, staring down at her, unable to look away. That's when he noticed her phone was out, angled in a way that it had his cock and his face in frame. “Sweetie, s-stop. W-what are you... You can’t do this, we have to- fuuuuck.” He groaned as she pulled away from his balls and swallowed his head and over half of his generous endowment, his meaty helmet delving past her tonsils in one swift motion. He saw the flash go off on her phone’s camera as she took a selfie, capturing her dicksucking lips doing what they did best as she had 5 inches of dick down her throat. She then released his dick from her mouth and took hold of it, turning the camera and took a picture of him from a similar angle, showing his face and wet cock in frame. As he blinked his vision clear once more after the flash went off, he felt the head of his cock once more enveloped by her lips, the piercing flicking over his glans repeatedly, which is when the pieces finally clicked in his mind. “Evelina?”     She pulled her head from his cock. “Yes Daddy?”      “W-what are you- why are you- don’t call me that!” He slurred at her.      “Aww, you didn’t mind me doing it when you thought I was your little girl. Why should I stop now?” She said with a fake pout before swallowing his cock once again.      “I told her to stop,like I’m telling you to now!” He said, pulling his arms from the side of his chair and towards her head. He leaned forward and grabbed a fistful of her hair, wrenching her head back off of his dick. As her lips popped off of him, she gave him a smile, her wild looking eyes piercing into him.      “Tsk tsk, Daddy.” She said to him, “If we stop now, what will people think of these pictures?” She said, waving her phone at him.      He glared down hard at her, or at least tried to, the liquor making it hard to keep himself upright. “Why are you doing this, what do you want?”      “I want this.” She said, slapping her cheek with his cock. “I want to be your little girl. I want to sit on your lap when we watch movies together. I want to go to the hot springs. I want to go out to dinner and the theater with my Daddy. I want to go shopping with my Daddy, to have carry a bag of lingerie into the lobby of a 5 star hotel with me at your hip as you ask for a room with only 1 bed.” She paused for a moment, kissing his shaft a few times.      So she wanted money and the attention of acting naughty with an older man, he thought to himself. This was her blackmail plan to make sure she got paid. He would bribe her, offer her ten grand to delete everything and never come to his house again. Then she continued her fantasy and his plan evaporated.      “I want you, Daddy.” She said needily. “I want your love and affection. I want your hunger and desire. I want to wet your appetite, to leave you craving more, and for you to use my body, and mine alone, to slake your lust. I want to let you fuck me like your wife won’t. I want to be a tool for your pleasure, to make you feel good, Daddy. After all, it’s only fair you get something in return for being so generous with us.” She finished as she began kissing his shaft once again.     Mark let go of her head and fell back in his chair, his head spinning. His mind slowly parsed through what she had said as she flicked the head of his cock with her tongue. He sat in silence for a while as she continued to blow him, seeing the occasional flash of her camera phone. He felt trapped, his mind desperately searching for a loophole, but failing to find one. Maybe if he gave her more than she asked for tonight, she would leave him be in the future, his drunken mind rationalized. “So you want to be Daddy’s little slut, is that it?” He said, feeling disgusting as he spoke those filthy words. “You want me to fuck you like the boys at school can't?”      “Mmhmm, yes Daddy.” She replied, lapping at his balls.      “And you won't speak of this to anyone if I treat you like my little girl when we go out, and a trashy whore when I have you alone?”      “Not a whisper, Daddy.”      “In that case.” He said, finding the strength to lift his legs on to his desk as he slouched further. “Lick.” He told her, putting his ass in her face. To his shock and dismay, she obeyed without hesitation, planting her lips on his anus and flicking her tongue against it, reaching around his legs and slowly jerking off his slick cock. In twenty two years of marriage, not once had his wife offered, or even toyed with the idea of this, but here Evelina was, licking at his asshole with his balls pressed into her nose. He looked at the picture of his wife that sat on his desk. It was on their vacation to Alexandria. She stood on the blanket of white sand against the backdrop of the shimmering blue sea. Her black bikini and sheer white robe hugging her body, her auburn hair looking even more vividly red in the Arab sun which had given her a perfect tan. Worst of all was the smile she wore. Her warm, loving expression as she looked at the man she had been married to for 15 years, her vibrant, aquamarine eyes beaming at him. His Daughter's eyes. Evelinas eyes. Looking at his wife gave him an idea.      Evelina wasn’t holding back, pushing her tongue firmly against him as she laid wet, loud kisses against his ass and taint. “Oh you dirty fucking whore… I wonder what your mother thinks of what you’ve done with your body, all that metal and plastic shoved into yourself  just to make older men even consider glancing at you.” He said as her tongue made long, slow licks up his taint. He felt awful saying such things to her, but he hoped that it might make her reconsider if he degraded her and humiliated her beyond what she thought she wanted. To his shock, he heard her moan into his ass as she kissed it, pushing the tip of her tongue past his anus, flicking at the inside.      “Oh Daddy, she hates it.” She said between licks. “She feels like she’s lost control of me, not that she ever had it.” She said before sucking on one of his balls, tickling it with the tip of her tongue. “She dragged me to confessional after I got my tits done. I told the priest about what I had done with the boys at school. The way I taunted and teased them, and how many of them would come to me, buying me things and begging to fuck me!”  Mark, in his drunkenness, felt a strange sense of jealousy, and something bordering on sadness that he wouldn’t be the one to claim her. It shouldn’t have come as any shock that a girl this beautiful, forward, and manipulative had boys lining up around the corner. “And how many of them got what they came for?” He asked her.      “None of them, Daddy. Not a single one.” She said smartly, and he could feel her smile on his ass. He felt his cock surge with blood, and so did she, the pace of her hand quickening in it’s feather light stroking. “Does that excite you, Daddy? Do you like hearing about how I teased them, only to make them kneel before me and pay for the privilege of jerking off at my feet?”      Mark didn’t like it, he loved it, beginning to grind his ass against her tongue. “And what did he have to say to that?” Mark asked her, realizing this was not her first time playing this kind of game with an older man.     As she replied, used her hands to gently push him back so his legs came down on either side of her. She laid a long lick from his ass to the tip of his generous cock as she did so, then held her head under his cock as she beamed up at him.      “He told me I was forgiven for my sins, but I could hear the tension in his voice.” She continued, sounding more excited as she recounted her tale. “Next I told him about what I wanted to do with you, Daddy. That’s what made him snap, what made him break his oath. He stepped into my booth and ordered me to open my legs to him, to expose my sinful body to him.” He could now see her smiling with pride. “Oh Daddy, you would have been so proud of me. He was desperate to take me, but I told him my virginity was for you and you alone, so he settled for fucking my brand new tittys!” She said, stroking him with enthusiasm. “I’m sorry you won’t  be the first to use them…”  Mark felt as though he was losing this game of chicken, that he was near his breaking point. He could feel his lust bubbling up as she said such vile things, his lizard brain responding much more animalistically to the depravity of their words than his upper primate brain ever could have. He had one more card to play though. He looked again at the picture of his wife, and prayed for her strength. If he didn’t break her with this, it would break him... “And what of your dead father, hmm? What would he say if he could see his precious daughter on her knees, rimming the ass of a man stronger than him, better looking than him, and worst of all, an infidel?” He stared her down as he spoke, feeding his expression of smug superiority with the lust burning inside him.      If the mention of her dead and disgraced father phased her at all, Evelina didn’t show it. “Well my father would probably have ordered that I have my head removed from my shoulders.” She said, frowning and revealing a hint of genuine remorse or sorrow in her voice. “But that seems like a waste of my talents.” She said with her smile returning, slapping herself twice in the face with his now rock hard cock. “You don’t want to behead me, do you Daddy?” She raised herself up between his legs and out from under his desk. She had already gotten her perky, fake tits out and on display, the silver piercings glinting in the dim light. She shoved her fingers down her mouth, gagging herself and drawing up a substantial amount of slop from her throat. She lathered it onto his cock and between her tits before she squeezed them together around it. In spite of her bountiful implants, their inflexible nature kept them from fully enveloping her cock, causing a gap which she bridged with her fingers.      “You just want to use me for your pleasure.” She said matter of factly, locking eyes with him as she bounced her tits along his cock. “You just want to buy me nice things, then fuck me and beat me while I wear them, to make me bruise and bleed, right Daddy?” She said in a pleasant, teasing voice. “You just want to pin me down with those big, strong arms of yours and fuck me as hard as you want. I won’t make you hold back, Daddy, unlike your stuck up wife.” She continued on, never breaking eye contact with him, a flirtatious smile on her fat, glistening lips. “You want to take me even when I say no, because they are your holes to use.” She said, letting a string of drool fall from her tongue to his cock. “You want to take me at school even when I tell you no, to flood my pussy with your seed even as a choke out plees for you not to, and then leave me in a pool of cum and tears, stinking of sex, before I have to go back to class.”  Mark’s head was spinning. He had heard pornstars say things like this on camera before, but to hear it in person, from the lips of a beautiful young woman barely old enough to speak of such things, drove him wild. He felt his will draining and his desire to stop her fade, replaced by a lust to show her exactly what all those things really felt like.      “You want to violate me well past when I beg you to stop, until I can’t walk in the morning.” Her pace was increasing alongside the excitement of her words as she moaned and bounced her bolted on Bedouin tits on his meaty cock. “You want to molest me day after day till my ass is like an old rubber band, as unable as I am to resist your abuses. Everytime you make love to your wife, you’ll be thinking of me, laying there cataonic as my rapist defiles me once again, my eyes glazed over as a single tear runs down my cheek, knocked loose by your insatiable thrusting.” Mark looked at the picture of his wife, and her loving smile, one more time. Knowing he was about to snap, he gently set the picture face down, so she wouldn’t have to watch as he prayed for her forgiveness. He had betrayed her before, and he was about to again.      “I’ll do whatever you want, Daddy, I can’t resist you, I won’t resist you. I’ll be your gloryhole, your fleshlight, your personal cumdump.” She said, each time putting extra emphasis on the fact she would be his. Not just a cumdump, but his cumdump. She throated him once more to slather his cock in spit before holding his cock before her, looking at it with reverence as she massaged his balls.      “But Daddy, if you let me stay,” she said, slowly climbing up his body. “If you let me into your bed...” She was now face to face and eye to eye with him, licking her lips. She lowered herself onto him even more, and raised his cock as she stroked it, pressing the tip right to her pussy. The heat of it felt as though it would burn right through her sheer tights and micro thong, and melt right past her lips. She could feel the precum leaking from the tip as it rubbed from her taint to her clit, as if could sense her fertility and was yearning to feed it. “If you seed my heretical womb with your God given sperm, I will give you the male heir your wife never could.”      Her words should have shocked him more. They should have been a bucket of ice water over his head, but with his drinking and his other head stealing all the blood, the surprise barely registered. As it was though, she knew exactly how to press his buttons, and his arousal spiked once more, and the guilt he felt over betraying his wife, vanished. That secret, silent pang of resentment towards his wife for giving him three daughters and no sons. The trail of Persian women he had conquered and left behind as his Chapter moved onto the next town. His darkest secrets and moments of weakness he had spoken of only in confession.      There it was, she thought to herself, she had him. She could see the lust burning in his eyes, his hyper dilated pupils drinking her in. “Or…” She said, watching him fight what little inhibition he had left as she lowered herself back to his cock.     “You can just fuck me however you please. You can pin me down or bend me over. You can tie me up or beat me to my knees. I will be your secretary, your maid, your whore, your bitch, your rapetoy, your ashtray, anything you want Daddy.”      Mark did not understand why, but her calling herself his ashtray was the tipping point. Such desire to please, as though all she was good for was putting out his cigar at the end of a night, hit him in just the wrong way. He shoved her head down into his lap, forcing his cock into her mouth and to her throat. He smashed into the back of her throat, making her gag and cough. He held her head tightly, jerking it up and down as he tried to enter her throat, attempting to force the fat, bulbous  head of his cock down her tight, teenage neck. He yanked her head back, freeing his cock but gave her little reprieve, instantly forcing his length back into her mouth and to the back of her throat. This time, with a longer lead up, his cock was able to crush past the entrance to her throat and slip past, even if it was just the head so far.      She gagged, and hard. She wretched and heaved, her lips spread wide as her mouth was held uncomfortably open, spit spilling forth as she gagged again and again. Mark yanked her head back and let her take a single ragged breath before shoving her back down as hard as he could. He felt her throat splitting open further as his cock broke her in. He felt his glans sliding down,  and he could feel each contraction of her neck as it tried in vain to expel him. He flexed his biceps, and like a sailor at a block and tackle, jerked her head down further. He looked down at her with the shameless, drunken desire and sexual rage she had unleashed. He could see her whole face turning red and tears in her eyes, with darkened streaks of ruined mascara running down her cheeks. She met his gaze and he could see the shock in her eyes, the uncertainty, the fear. Her beautiful, aquamarine eyes, his daughter’s eyes, looking up at him with pleading freight. She slapped at his leg as he felt her try to pull back off his cock.      “Oh no no no, whore. You don’t get out of this so easily.” He said calmly, firmly holding her down. “This was your idea. Now you get what you wanted, so sit there and take Daddy’s cock like a proper service girl.” He finished, slapping her on the face and shoving her down further. At last he felt her lips press into his groin. Those fat, plump, juicy lips that were  pressed wetly into his balls, stretched into an ‘O’ as spit spilled passed them. He closed his eyes and leaned back as he let out a satisfied groan, grinding into her face without letting her lips leave his sack. He felt the thick slop of her throat sliding along his shaft and past her lips as his glans explored her esophagus. He waited, holding her there until her slapping stopped,  and he felt her retching weaken and her head grow heavy in his hand before he pulled his cock from her lips in one swift motion before slapping it across her face, smearing her bronzed skin with thick, pearly spit.  She took desperate, heavy breaths as she leaned into his leg for support, her head spinning from a lack of air. She could feel her hands shaking and her heart pounding in her ears as she sucked in air, but as each musky breath brought fresh oxygen to her brain, the fright was washed away and replaced with renewed arousal, her mind now awash in a fresh wave of desire. She was not given long to recover, as he quickly shoved his length back down her throat. She knew it was coming this time, and checked her reflex, relaxing her neck and allowing him to spear the length of her passage in one fell swoop.     “Fuuuuck…” He groaned out as she swallowed his sword. “Got some practice doing that, or are you just a quick learner?” He said with a sneer as he pulled himself from her throat again. Eve gave no answer beyond ragged, desperate breaths, coughing once. “Answer me.” he said impatiently, slapping her across the face.      His hand slapping across her face made pussy ache, and it took all that was left of her concentration to not let out a moan, or move her fingers to her dripping pussy. She felt her cheeks turn pink, but whether it was from his hand or her reaction to it, she could not say. She took a deep breath and could feel the moisture in her throat and deeper clearing. “I learn quick, Daddy, and I don’t want to disappoint you.” She said, leaning her head against his thigh.  “That’s a good girl.” He said to her, “Now get back to work.”      Good girl. Those words rang in her head, making her whole body tingle. It was the piece she had been missing, the completion she had been searching for. She didn’t need to be told twice, sitting herself back up and tilting her head back as she stuck out her tongue, the silver embedded in it shining like a landing strip. Mark pulled her head forward, slipping his cock past her tongue, then past her lips, and finally past her tonsils, slipping the head and shaft down her throat once more. He could feel her throat flexing, and thought she was gagging on his dick, but then he realized the contractions were going the wrong way. She was swallowing around his cock, the muscles of her esophagus rolling down his shaft, the effort of doing so bringing fresh tears to her cheeks. He placed both hands on her head down, his fingers putting a white knuckle grip to her cranium.  Now he properly fucked her skull, holding her head in place as he thrust into her face. His heavy balls swung forward and slapped into her chin as she whimpered in distress, grasping at his thighs to keep herself as still as she could for her Daddy. Her skull was ringing with the sounds his cock forced her to make. Her gagging, the sloshing of spit, the pop of her lips leaving his pelvis, the shluck of the walls of her throat slamming back together as his cock retreated from the embrace, only to be split open again within a second. Her lungs felt wet and her vision grew cloudy, and had her head not been locked in place by his grasp, she was sure she would have fallen from his cock by now, but she kept her head in place, fighting the urge to fight back, to struggle. Her Daddy deserved the best, and she would give that to him.     At last, as her eyes started to flutter, she earned another break. He held her down all the way for at least ten seconds before slowly pulling his cock from her lips. She felt his grip change as he pulled her hair back into a ponytail, and he guided her up by her hair, bringing her to her feet as he raised her face to meet his. Her dizzy eyes wandered, but were righted by a light slap to the face. Now she could see the rage, the hedonistic desire, and the power of his gaze on her. She played into her fantasy and into his now unchained instincts. His primal driving forces, the ones that told him that if he was bigger and stronger, he should just take what he wanted.  He pressed his body into her, pinning her against the desk as he looked down on her, holding her head back in one hand and his glass of brandy in the other, his throbbing cock pressing hotly into her taut tummy.      “Awww, is the innocent little girlie tired of playing whore?” He said with false compassion as he undid the zipper on skirt and let it fall from her hips, admiring her flawless body.      “Yes…” She said meekly, purposefully leaving out his name.      She got the reaction she was hoping for. He slowly took a sip of his drink before setting down, then slapping her hard across the face. She yelped as he hit her, his big, firm hand striking her cheek, leaving a stinging mark. Even as her cheek began to tingle, she felt her crotch burn with desire, clenching as he hit her again, begging to be filled.     “Yes, what?” He said, and she could hear his temper rising     “Yes, Daddy.”      “Better.” he said, after striking her again with only slightly less force. He retrieved his glass and threw back the rest of his drink before gently stroking her cheek where he had hit her, wiping away some of the spit from her face. “Now, you’re going to finish what you started.” he said, slowly pushing her back down to her knees. She complied, slipping down and placing her face before his cock. She looked back up at him and he could see the distress on her face, and fear in her dazzling eyes. He looked away from her, the last bit of his consciousness making  a bit of guilt bubble up, that he might be doing too much to this poor girl that just wanted to have a little rough fun. That guilt soon washed away as he felt her moist, plush lips starting to kiss his balls, sliding back and forth between them. Her dainty, manicured hand began running up and down his hefty shaft, unable to fully wrap her fingers around his cock, slowly working him towards his orgasm. He kept his eyes closed, allowing himself to enjoy her efforts. He was as hard now as he could ever remember being as she slobbered over his balls, wetly kissing them, popping them into her mouth one by one and swirling her tongue over them as her hand worked him ever closer to his release. Having a girl he had just struck servicing him so dutifully had set his erection to 11.     As he felt his orgasm approaching, he looked down to her, and was met by her looking up at him pleadingly. One eye covered by his cock, but the other staring up at him wantingly, the fear gone now, replaced simply by a desire to please as she worshiped his balls. An idea dimly crossed his hazy mind, something to show him just how much she was getting off on the situation.     He cupped her cheek and pulled her upright once more, but she kept looking down at his cock, her hungry gaze transfixed upon it. Her hand kept sliding up and down his shaft, slightly faster now as she grew anxious at what he would do to her. As he moved his hand to stroke her hair, she flinched away from his fingers at first, but quickly corrected herself, instead nuzzling his hand as he pet her, now looking up to him for direction. She was biting her lip now, letting a thin string of drool run past them and onto her chin, still salivating profusely from lathering his balls with kisses for over a quarter of an hour.      “Are you ready for my cum?” He asked her softly.      “Yes, Daddy.” She replied, nodding fervently.      “Have you been touching yourself?” He asked her, a slight edge to his voice now.      “No, Daddy.” She answered, slowly shaking her head, feeling her crotch tingle with each brush of his finger against her cheek.      “Then show me your hands.” He said sternly. She complied, holding them up for him to investigate. Her right hand was shimmering in the dim light of his study, slick glistening with her spit and his precum, having never left his shaft. Her left hand, though, was bone dry. Her red painted nails catching the light as he turned it over before kissing the back of it. As he did so, he moved his hand to her loins, slipping his fingers into her tights and past her thong. He watched her bit her lip even harder now, turning it white as she shivered against him, holding his gaze as he slowly rolled his fingers around her clit. He could feel her wetness, drenched and desperate for attention, for the touch she had denied herself.      “That’s a good girl, Eve.” He said in a low voice as she tried desperately to keep her hips still, to keep from grinding against his fingers. “You’ve earned a little reward for being such a good girl.” He continued. Every time he called her a ‘good girl’ it sent a pulse down her spine and made her whole skull tingle in pleasure, as that itch she so desperately sought to abate was finally scratched. “Do you want to know what it is?” He asked her.      “Yes Daddy.” she said to him, unable to keep her hips entirely stationary, now making small motions to match the movement of his fingers.      “You’ve been such a good girl, Eve,” he paused, leaning in to whisper into her ear. “You get to pick where I cum.”      Again, as the words ‘good girl’ crossed his lips, she felt herself grow flush in the face and her pussy clench again.      “Do you want to be fed my cum, having it spill right down your throat?” He asked, moving his hand to squeeze her neck possessively before petting it as he had her cheek. “Or perhaps you want it on your tits.” He continued, moving his hand down and giving her nipple a pinch, drawing a whimper from her. “Or better yet, why don’t I cover your whole body, splattering your tummy and legs with my jizz?”          She knew where she wanted his cum most of all, but she also knew she had not earned it yet, so she offered her second choice to him. “On my face, Daddy. Let me slowly milk it out of you, that way you can paint my whole face and mark me as your own, and I can show everyone just how much my Daddy loves me.” She said, looking up at him, their eyes locked as she stroked him faster now. She saw a glint in his eye, like an idea crossed his mind as he gave her an almost cruel looking smile that brought a fresh wave of fear, showing just how in control he was.      “Very good.” He said to her, beginning to push her back down. “But remember, still no touching.” He finished, opening a drawer on his desk as she settled onto her knees. He took out a cigar and clipped the end before lighting it with his zippo and taking a drag, letting the sweet, earthy, slightly acrid scent fill his head as Eve began to once again make out with his balls. As he took another puff from his cigar, he realized just how heavy and full his balls felt as she moved under him, licking his taint as he stood, her hand slowly twisting up and down his shaft as she did so, but never making it to the head. Now he understood what she meant by milking him, as he could himself grow more and more sensitive, even as he grew barely closer to cumming.      It was not until half his cigar had burned down did she change her rhythm at all, though he was far from bored by her. The entirety of his body tingled, his cock throbbed in the hand of the young beauty beneath him as his generous sack rested upon her face. Her head moved from his taint to the tip of his dick, her tongue lapping at this tip and sweeping across his glans, but her hand stopped stroking. Being so hard for so long, with all of her teasing and licking, the sudden change of pace brought his orgasm racing forward faster than he thought possible. He didn’t try to hold back, allowing this whore do what she came to do. He groaned as his cock started to pulsate with his orgasm, she began stroking him again. Her grip was firm as she made long, deliberate strokes up the shaft, milking the cum from him and over her face. Seven thick, ivory ropes oozed from the tip of his cock and onto her delicate features, painting her face in cum as she moved his cock down her face, letting the last, smallest bit of his release pool on her chin.      Mark felt as though he was about to fall as his orgasm finished. His legs were trembling, his arms braced on his desk were shaking, and the room was spinning from the combined effects of his drinking and her sucking. He felt her thick, wet lips slip over the head of his cock and his whole body flinched as she sucked at the tip, making sure she got every last drop before releasing his cock with pop. He looked down at her as she knelt beneath him. Her face was slatherted in his cum, the thick ropes of jizz she had pulled from him stuck to her face, gluing one eye shut. He could see a bit of his cum pooled around the piercing in her cupped tongue as her hands fumbled for something. Her phone came into view, but he was surprised to find her placing it in his shaking hand. It was already recording, and she was pointing a finger toward her mouth. He took a deep breath to steady his hands, then centered the viewfinder on her mouth.      “Go on, be a Good Girl and swallow for Daddy.” He said, speaking like a doting father.      She nodded and did as she was told, closing her mouth and making a big show of swallowing hard, then showing her clean mouth. She did not want to disappoint her Daddy after he had given her such a bountiful display of his affection.     “Thank you Daddy.” She said quietly. “Can you show me how pretty I look right now?”      “Of course darling.” He said sweetly, beginning to snap pictures of her.      Each time she heard the shutter sound effect play from her phone, she felt herself tingle with warmth. She allowed him to reposition her as he saw fit, tilting her head back, placing his cock over her face or on her lips, or asking her to squeeze her tits together as the cum began to drip onto them from her face. Once he was satisfied he set her phone aside and took her hand, bringing her to her feet. “Go wash up Darling, Daddy doesn’t want you making a mess of his office.” He said, putting her discarded skirt into her hand then swatting her on the ass as he pointed her in the direction of the washroom.      She did as she was told and moved to go clean up. She could just about see enough from her one open eye to make it there without tripping. Once into the washroom, with the door shut behind her, she went to work getting clean. She started with her fingers, scooping the cum from her face, neck, and chest before slipping it into her mouth and sucking her fingers clean, swallowing every last drop of her Daddy’s love. Using a warm cloth, she dabbed clean the parts of her skin it had already dried to along with what was left of her makeup. She zipped her skirt back up and made sure it was sitting correctly, before quickly running his brush through her hair. He was fully clothed and waiting for her as she came back.      He gestured to his desk and gave her a simple instruction. “Bend over.”      She complied teasingly. She slipped herself between him and his desk while facing him, then turning and bending over his desk, pressing her ass into him. He pushed her forward and down onto the desk, forcing her back to arch as she kept her ass in the air. He brushed her hair to the side, ensuring it would not land in the ashtray which was now level with her eyes, a lit cigar still smoldering in it. She could see a picture frame turned down at the edge of the desk,  and she felt herself swell with pride, knowing who it depicted.     “Lift your skirt.”      She obeyed, moving her hands to her thighs and taking the hem between her fingers, slowly lifting it up, revealing more and more of her luscious thighs until it began to slide over her fake ass. She did not stop until it was all bunched up at her hips.      “Good Girl, Eve, that’s a good girl.” He cooed to her as he ran a hand up between her thighs, slipping over her damp tights watching her shiver at his words. His fingers kept their upward trajectory, up and over her fat, taut ass and to the top of tights. Hooking them into the band, he rolled them down her body, peeling them away from her beautiful, bronzed skin, earned from laying nude under the Cypriot sun with his daughter on holiday. He knelt behind her, marveling at the perfect shape of her hand sculpted ass, noting the way her cheeks devoured the string of her thong. He could smell her sex, that sweet, musky aroma, the unmistakable sign of extended arousal. He kissed each half of her rump, slowly and deliberately, before standing again and leaning himself over her and placing his head in line with hers.      “You want to be marked as Daddy’s little girl, don’t you.” He whispered into her ear, placing his fingers around his cigar. He felt her nod against his cheek. “Then use your words, and ask Daddy for it.”      “Please mark me as your own Daddy.” She whispered huskily. “Scar me. Put your stamp on me, so that nobody can be mistaken in who I belong to. Make it so all the boys can see I have an owner when they lift up my skirt to get a better look. Give me proof to show the priest I really did do all those awful things I told him I would.”      As she spoke he drew the cigar to his lips, but the mention of the priest was the last straw. He grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her upright, twisting her head back to kiss her. A kiss that tasted of hickory, tobacco, and the sting of liquor. A domineering kiss of lust, infidelity, driven by simple desire. She returned his kiss, her full lips and pierced tongue playing against him, letting him invade her mouth. That’s when the cigar came. She tried to flinch away, but he easily overpowered her, pinning her between his body and the desk as he roughly kissed her. She whined at first, squirming as he held the burning tip to her ass. Her body then relaxed into this grip, and her whine turned from bothered to needy as she pulled at her skirt, desperate to keep her hands off herself. He broke their kiss and pulled the cigar from her skin, placing the extinguished tip into the ashtray before kneeling behind her. He brushed away the ash and still smoldering embers still stuck to her plump ass. A nearly perfectly circular  blemish sat on her smooth, scrumptious ass. The skin had turned pale and wrinkled, withered from the heat of the cigar, the area about the size of a quarter would soon blister and scab.  He stood behind her once again, turning her to face him as he looked down on her, holding her face. “Whenever you sit down, whenever you stretch, whenever you take a step, you will feel that, and you will think of me.” He said sweetly, petting her hair before kissing her on the forehead.      Eve felt a loving warmth spread over her at his kiss. She pushed her head forward into his chest, nuzzling against him as she wrapped her arms around him. She felt his hand at the back of her haid, the other on the small of her back, not squeezing or holding her tight, but embracing her all the same. “Thank you Daddy.” She said to him, “Thank you for letting me be your little girl.”      Mark was just about to give his reply, when his door slowly began to open. The bright, white light from the hall spilled into his dimly lit study and from around the corner he saw his daughter’s head peek out.“Daddy? Daddy are you in here? We don’t know where Evelina is, I was hoping you...” Tamara asked, craning her head into his room to get a better look. She saw Evelina hugging her father, head buried into his chest as she stroked her hair.  Mark felt Eve tense in his arms. He held her tight to make sure she wouldn't try to do anything foolish or try to run, and he found his surprise, she returned his embrace. Before he could even think of a plan, she started sobbing into his shoulder, tears forming in an instant.      "I just don't know what he sees in her! She's no good for him!" Evelina cried, sobbing against his chest, her whole frame shuddering with her act. "My friends don't care! They wont get it, they've all got their dream boys. Everyone except me!!" She said bitterly, slapping her hands against his back. He was caught totally off guard by her sudden burst before his drunken brain caught up with her plan. Once again, her skill at deception and manipulation should have scared but, but he was too focused on trying to make his erection subside, and too happy that she had saved them to care.      “Now now, that's not true. See, they do care, and here comes Tamara right now. They were worried about you, just like I was.” He said, loud enough for his daughter to hear him. “Now why don’t you go back and sit with them. I’m sure they’ll understand your predicament far better than I can. It’s been a long time since I was in high school.” He continued, pulling back from her and putting his hands on her shoulders. He saw her slip her hands down to pull her tights back up at least over her ass before Tamara fully entered the room.      “Alright. Thanks again...” he saw Daddy starting to form on her lips, the bottom  of her tongue piercing visible as her tongue sat on her hard palette, ready to make the word really pop out. She stopped though, smiling and wiggling her eyebrows at him as his eyes started to go wide. “Mark.” She finished, clicking her throat hard on the K, sounding just like when she had swallowed his cock, only quieter. She turned and me Tamara in front of his desk, hugging her as well. Tamara noticed the face down picture frame and looked at her father  with confusion as they hugged, before setting the frame back upright.      “You take good care of her, Tamara. Anything she wants tonight, she gets.” he said, trying to sound fatherly, but feeling very guilty under his daughters quizzical gaze.       “We’ll make sure she’s okay.” Tamara answered. “Thank you for helping, Daddy.” She put her arm around Evelina and led her from the study. Mark stood and watched them leave, watching as Eve turned just before they left and winked at him. Mark stood in silence for a moment before falling back into his chair, once more feeling just how drunk he was. He poured the last of his bottle of brandy into his glass and downed it. He took a moment to collect himself before standing back up and staggering off to his bedroom where his wife was already fast asleep. but we can‘t go on like this! I still love my wife, so I‘m breaking up with you!“ „Um, no. Here‘s what‘s *really* going to happen: You‘re going to keep cheating on your wife with me as long as *I* want. And you’re going to fuck me right now, right here on your daughter‘s bed. And you’re going to call me by her name while you‘re pounding 

Chapter 2 - A walk on the pier

    Charlie awoke on the couch to moonlight being cast over his face. He blinked a few times against the silver light as he regained his senses. It was too dark in the room to read the grandfather clock, but his internal clock told him it was about 2 in the morning. He looked down and saw his twin sister asleep on his chest, tucked in under his arm as she slept, her bangs fluttering with each breath, the warm air beating against him. He closed his eyes again and took a deep breath to wake himself up a little bit more and was once again met with the sweet spring flower aroma of her shampoos. Her supple skin under his right hand was impossible not to start rubbing again as he began tracing along her arm again. His left hand felt much different though, almost like it was asleep, but warm. Very, very warm. He flexed his hand to see what it was resting on and felt his thumb slip over a seam in a fabric, but the rest his fingers sank into whatever it was his hand was against. He ran his thumb over the seam again to feel it, and that's when it clicked in his sleepy mind; it was Kelly’s thighs. Those plump, powerful, prestigious thighs of hers. He felt his eyes go wide and a lump form in his throat as his mind raced. Admittedly they felt amazing around and in his hand, but how had it gotten there? Had he done it and didn’t remember? Did he do it in his sleep? He tried to extract his hand from the firm grip of her legs, but to no avail. They were simply too full and close together for him to remove his hand without waking her. So once again he asked himself, how had his hand gotten there? There was no way he could have shoved his hand this far between her legs when they were closed without waking her. He started thinking of a way to explain it to her, and as he landed on something akin to ‘people shift in their sleep’, he felt her legs flex around his hand as she sighed and nuzzled him with her head. He felt a long, deliberate breath against his chest as she stirred and pitched her head up towards him. Against his better judgement, he swallowed hard and lowered his gaze to hers.      Those big blue eyes of hers people called cold or unnerving were looking up at him with the warmth of a crackling campfire, and all his anxiety melted away. She always looked at him fondly, but this was different, as if he was her whole world and nothing could pull her away from this moment. He must have been returning the gaze because the simile that was tugging at her lips flourished into a joyous smile and she tucked her head back down into his chest as her cheeks became flush. He felt a similar smile spread over his face at how adorable and how vulnerable she could show herself to be around him, the absolute trust she put him making his heart swell. They sat there together for what felt like ages, content in each other’s arms before a twitch in her leg reminded him just where his hand was. “Hey, Kelly?” He whispered to her.      Kelly was only about one quarter awake as she sat in her twin’s embrace, enraptured by his warmth and the sound of his heart lulling her back to sleep. She perked her head back towards him when he said her name. “Yea Charlie?”      “Any idea how this got here?” He asked, flexing the hand between her legs as he pulled the blanket off of them with his free hand.     She shivered at his touch and closed her eyes as his fingers sank into her leg, opening them again when she felt the blanket fall away. The flesh dimpled under each digit, the muscle keeping its form and giving way only where he pressed. Not just feeling his hand so far up her leg, but now seeing it too was wonderful. “I might,” She replied, with a hint of deviance to her voice. “But you’re going to have to-” A floorboard creaked in the house, and there was only one board in the house that ever creaked, and it was on the stairs. “Shit, mom’s coming! Stay here” She hissed. Under the blanket dozing was one thing, but if their mother saw them wide awake with his hand between her legs, she would freak. She gave his hand one last squeeze before reluctantly opening her legs and pushing herself away from him, picking up the blanket and tossing it back over him rather haphazardly. She shook her head and blinked hard to clear her mind before looking back at him one more time. She bit her lip and let out a nervous breath. She wanted nothing more than to stay there with him but that would have to wait. She made her way towards the entrance hall and stairs as a light in the kitchen clicked on. Kelly checked the kitchen and saw her mother’s back to her, and took her chance. As quiet as a mouse, she bolted up the stairs, making sure to skip the creaking step and once she made it to the top, she ran down the hall on the balls of her feet to her room, closing the door behind her as silently as she could.      She walked over to her bed and fell back into it, dropping onto the plush comforter and sinking into it. She took long, deep breaths as she played back the night in her head. Her head was a whirlwind of emotions and sensations. Of course she loved Charlie, he was her twin brother after all, and they had spent years and years together doing everything from hiking and swimming to chess and model construction together. This was more than just a sibling companionship though, very much more. She felt a magnetism towards him, and had for years now. The way he talked to her, the way he listened. The way he cared for her when she got hurt, or something as simple as his gait or stance, like when he would plant his foot to turn even off the field, or lean against a wall and hook his fingers into his belt buckle, projecting an aura of absolute confidence she couldn’t help but smile at.      She had a suspicion he felt something more than familial love for her too, and it had been vindicated today on the practice field. He had always tried to be discreet when he looked at her body in the past, to varying degrees of success, but today had been different. He had not just been looking at her, but leering, banking on the distance between them to not give him away, but if his eyesight was that good then so was hers. She had seen those looks from him for a long time, and she wanted to feed whatever he may have been feeling. There were summer days when they were out by the pool together that his gaze was so fixed upon her he burned their steaks on the grill or fell into the pool by mistake as he watched her do something as simple as walk by or lay in the sun. He would drop whatever it was he was doing if she called for him, be it a ride across town or just to grab her a drink from the fridge. She knew they both carried an air of superiority about them, and while they were competitive with each other, neither one of them ever looked down upon the other. He was one of a handful of people she saw as equal, and the only one she ever saw as better than herself in any respect. As her mind raced, she pressed her legs together, still able to feel a phantom of his hand between them. She imagined herself in his arms again, and quickly her eyes grew heavy and she got under the covers and fell asleep thinking of all the times he looked at her.      Charlie pretended to sleep until he saw the light in the kitchen go out and heard his mother walk back upstairs. Not until he heard her door close did he let out a sigh of relief. He tried to wrap his mind around what had happened. Had they really fallen asleep with each other like that? Had his hand really been between her legs? Had she put it there… He shook this thought from his mind. There was no way, it had to have been a coincidence. There was no way Kelly would have done something like that, right? He found little reassurance in this sentiment. Kelly was always a sweetheart with him, kind and compassionate, but the way she had looked at him was something more. He lifted the hand  that had been between her legs to his nose. It smelled of flowers, slightly of sweat, but predominantly of something he could not place but found intoxicating. It stuck in his nose, making his whole head tingle and his face become flush. What he kept coming back to the most was the look in her eyes, but more importantly the way her eyes had changed when she heard their mother coming. They had gone from soft and complacent to calculating, and lastly to longing before she walked off. He has never seen her mood shift like that before, so whatever she had been feeling was extreme; for her to be on such an uneven keel was very unlike her. But the way she looked at him when he squeezed her leg, there was no faking that. He got up off the couch and walked upstairs, but stopped at the top. Instead of going left to his room, he went right to hers. He stood at her door for nearly 15 minutes, staring at the knob until his nerve failed him and he made his way to his room. He lay awake in bed for nearly an hour, unable to sleep until he focused on the sensation of holding her, then he was out like a light.  ~~~~~     Charlie awoke late the next morning, having forgotten to set his alarm. He got a shower and headed downstairs for some breakfast, finding the house to be empty. He clicked on the TV to watch his beloved Wolfpack play the rival Cougars as he stretched and finished last night's dishes in the kitchen. Afterwards, he went out to the garden and shifted the bags of soil his mom had asked him to move and set the soaker hoses about for the day. He could feel the tension in his body and needed a way to let it out. He drove out to the batting cages and started smashing away. It felt good to unleash the emotional conflict he felt, knowing what he felt and how right it felt holding Kelly, versus how his mother would react, his friends, and his teammates. He let loose on another pitch and felt the bat crack in his hands. He paused the machine and took off his helmet. He shook out his sweaty hair before grabbing another bat and restarting the machine as his mind kept playing out all the confrontations he would have if people knew what he felt for Kelly. How could you look at her like that? How could you put your hands on her like that? How could you have those thoughts about your twin sister? He could picture each and every one of their indigent faces and looks of disdain as the man they thought was a perfect star on and off the field turned out to be in love with his own sister.      Eventually he headed home to eat and clean off. Still nobody was home so grabbed two of his rifles and took them out to the range to zero in the scopes. He took a break from competition shooting during the football season, but he always kept up the practice. Being able to consistently reach out and hit something at a distance consistently was a source of pride, and he felt that the rapid target trials for close range helped him read defenses that much quicker on the football field. One little flash of colour, one hint of movement was enough for him to gauge leverage or momentum and make a snap decision. After dialing in his scope he fired 5 shot groups at increasing distances until he ran out of ammo. Having something to concentrate on other than his emotions was refreshing, and the caustic smell of burnt powder helped him recenter his thoughts. He loved his sister, nothing would ever change that, but he had to limit his expression of that, and convince her to as well. The world was bigger than either of them, and they both had a responsibility to their community and to their nation. He packed up his rifles and drove home, confident of his intent to stop whatever had happened last night from ever happening again.  ~~~~~~     Kelly felt lonely when she woke up, wishing she was still downstairs on the couch with Charlie. As she got ready for the day her phone started ringing. Her best friend Annastasia asked to go out for the day for lunch and shopping. Kelly agreed and Anna picked her up not long after. Anna was 4 years older, nearly as tall as Charlie, with long light brown hair she parted hard to one side and shorn down on the other, dark green eyes, full lips and a wide mouth 2 piercings in her lower lip, low cheeks, a sharp jawline, and nose that pitched up at it’s point. She was a very carefree girl that was always seeking the next thrill, the next experience, the next party. Kelly wasn’t sure why they got on so well, but some say opposites attract.      Kelly didn’t say much on the way to the lunch, preferring to listen to Anna’s stories. The crazy things she did in the other towns she visited across the border. Partying, street racing, vandalism, sabotage, running guns and explosives to the rebels. It wasn’t the kind of life Kelly wanted, but she loved hearing first hand accounts. They pulled into the place they picked for lunch, styled after a 50s diner. The conversation continued as Anna talked about a shootout she had been in while rigging a heavy duty transformer to overload while they had their burgers and shakes. Kelly was listening, but absent mindedly stirring her shake when Anna stopped mid sentence. “So then we bolted for the boxes and… Kelly, what’s wrong?”      Kelly’s head snapped up at the mention of her name. “What?”      “What’s bothering you?” The concern clear in Anna’s voice     “Oh, it’s nothing, certainly not compared to being shot at.”      “Kelly, I’ve been shot at over a dozen times. I’ve never seen you look like this before. Where’s that confident and attentive girl I know?”      “Well if you really want to know.” she said as she looked at Anna's reaction and she was met with a very serious look. “Fine, fine, but don’t laugh.” Anna nodded. Kelly took a deep breath as she searched for the right words to give Anna a clear enough picture of what she was feeling but not who she was feeling for. “There’s this boy.” Anna smiled wide, but did not laugh. “He’s handsome, strong, confident, a natural leader. He’s a good man, responsible, respectful, and thoughtful. I’ve never felt like this about anyone else, it’s like this calm falls over me when I’m close to him, the confidence he exudes makes me feel safe and at home.”  Anna’s smile kept up the whole time, her eyes glistening as Kelly let this weight off her chest. “And what does he think of you?”     “Well,” Kelly thought for a moment. “He’s never let me down before, he’s always been there for me. He will listen to my thoughts without judgement and help me parse them out, like you do. I’ve seen the way he looks at me sometimes, and the less I wear the more he tries to keep his eyes off me.”     “Girl, there is not a red blooded male on this hemisphere that can keep his eyes off you. Have you seen yourself?”      Kelly rolled her eyes at the flattery. “Thank you, but that's not what I meant. Most of the boys at school don’t bother trying to hide their looks. He makes an effort to avert not just his gaze, to not even look at me the less I wear, like he feels bad about it, or respects me too much to be so obvious. Mind you, he’s still a man and still looks, but it’s more… endearing.”     “So what’s the problem?” Anna asked, raising an eyebrow.      “We’re not supposed to be together. The things people would say, all we-I stand to lose if we were to be together.”     Anna’s face had quickly turned very stern and serious. “Kelly, I'm going to give you one chance to come clean to me.” She drew her sidearm and placed it on the table in front of her. “You know what I do, what I fight for. Would being with this man make us come for you?”      Kelly recoiled, not at the sight of the gun, but at the accusation. She had not realized how her words could be construed until now. “No, absolutely not.” She grasped the cross at her choker, pulling it forward to be put on display. “Meine Ehre heißt Treue.” She quoted the text on the pendant with unwavering conviction.      Anna eyed her hard as they sat there in a standoff before her mood broke and she smiled, holstering her weapon and saying “That’s my girl. So if it’s a boy you can have that would maintain your honor, why can’t you be with him? If it’s an age thing, my lover was 8 years older than me before he died in that bombing.” Sadness crossed her face briefly, but was quickly covered back up by her curiosity in Kelly’s predicament.      “No no, it's not age. I told you, I can’t tell you. I guess the best way I can describe it would be…” How could she describe it without giving it away? Their lives too different, a class issue, or maybe he was already arranged to be married? She settled on her last idea. “He’s already arranged to be married. Not officially yet, but soon to be. I would be getting entangled into royal affairs, and while our name may be respected, I’m afraid that is still outside our reach.”      "But do you love him?” She pressed Kelly on the subject.      “Yes, with all my heart. I have for years now.” She surprised herself with how quickly she replied, needing no time to even process the question, the answer coming straight from her heart, not her mind.      “And does he love you?”      “I-I think so. Just maybe not the way I love him.”      “Does he look after and take care of you? Does he show that he’s thinking about you even when you’re not there? Does he find excuses to talk to you?”      “Yes, but-”      “No buts. Listen to me, if you love this boy, and it seems he loves you, then go for it. Let them say what they will. The blood of saints and patriots run in our veins,” She said, reaching out for Kelly’s arm and holding it next to her own, showing the lattice of blue lines running beneath her alabaster skin. The contrast between their complexion was striking. Anna’s arm was tanner, and covered in uneven scars and burns, while Kelly’s was flawless, as though sculpted from marble. “While we owe it to the world to make a difference, we owe to ourselves to make our time on this earth worthwhile. If you love someone, you need to take that chance to be with them.” Her tone was as impassioned as her expression, her eyes locked with Kelly’s.      Kelly took a deep breath and slowly nodded. “Ok, thank you. Any ideas on how to broach the subject?”      Anna gave her another wide smile. “Well, what I would do is…” ~~~~~     As Charlie pulled up to the house, he could see the lights on in the kitchen and realized how late it had gotten and that dinner was no doubt already done. He entered through the man door in the garage and walked to the kitchen where he saw only Kelly. Her long black hair was let down, running past her shoulder blades as she looked down at the counter top. The way her thin waist  rolled down to her hips and her buttocks pressed up and over the edge of the bar stool she sat on was not a sight he needed right now. Those graceful legs of hers laid bare save for her athletic shorts as she drummed her dainty toes against the footrail like one would drum their fingers. He looked away and shook his head and thumped himself in the head twice to clean his thoughts up.     As he walked into the kitchen proper she swiveled the stool to look at him, those brilliant eyes of hers meeting his. He saw her eyes do that same one-eighty they had done last night, from cold and studious, to warm and welcoming. She hopped off the bar stool and approached him. He put his arm out to stop her, right on her shoulder to keep the distance between them. She looked at him with confusion and worry as if she could see the debate that had raged in him all day long. He closed his eyes and tried to find the right words to say to her, that something like last night could never happen again, that it had been a mistake. As he opened them back up, she had cocked her head to the side and was licking her thumb before moving it towards his face. He caught her hand with his and gave her the sternest look he could muster, which she must have seen right through because all she had to do was arch her brow and blink at before he released her hand. She took her wetted finger to his cheek and rubbed, making a few gentle circles before sliding it down hard twice. She showed him her thumb and he could see the soot on it from his shooting that day. He took a deep breath before finally speaking. “We need to talk.”      “You’re right, we do. How about we go for a walk, maybe out to the pier?” She asked. Charlie nodded. “Alright, I’ll go grab my shoes and tell mom we’re going out for a bit.” Kelly returned a few minutes later, now in yoga pants and trainers, and they set out on their walk. They walked for nearly 20 minutes without a word, both deep in thought as they followed the path to the pier they had walked together many times before. The warm glow of halogen lights illuminated the streets on the way to the beach front, but the beachfront itself was kept dark save for the silver glow of the moon. The salty ocean air and soft rolling of the waves did little to calm their thoughts as they searched for the right words to say. They made their way down the length of the pier and sat down at the edge, their legs hanging over the edge and an arm over the crossbar as they listened to the waves. The light of the moon reflected over the calm ocean like a sea of gems. Charlie glanced over to Kelly to see what she was doing as she did the same. Their eyes locked for a fraction of a second before the both turned back ahead. Charlie felt her hand be set next to his, their pinky fingers just barely touching. Moments dragged on in his mind as he rephrased what he wanted to say time and time again. She set her head upon his shoulder and he felt his heart sink. He loved his sister, and never wanted to do anything to hurt her, but he had a responsibility to his people, a code of conduct and character to uphold. People looked up to him, they followed his example, came to him for advice, but if even he could find himself befallen of such a vice, what would happen to all those that depended on him? “Kelly, I…” He felt her hand slide over the top of his, lacing her fingers between his.      “Shhh.” She let out, “Just relax and let yourself be happy for 5 minutes, then you can say what you want.” She squeezed his hand and pressed herself closer to him. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, being met with the flowery scent of hair once more. He shook his head but all the thoughts and memories would not be scattered. He placed his cheek on her head and squeezed her hand. He tried to keep count in his head at first to keep himself distracted, but he quickly lost track of time as they rested against each other. He felt the cold, steely resolve he had forged over the years starting to warm in her presence, glowing with heat and softening, becoming more malleable. He remembered silly jokes and things he had done just to hear that magical, musical laugh of hers, all they had done for each other over the years, the absolute trust they had in each other, and how incapable he had been of keeping his eyes off her. He prayed for guidance, for a blessing, for a sign, anything to reassure him that he was doing the right thing. He cast his eyes to the night sky, searching for answers from it. A star shot across the inky darkness, a blazing streak of light burning against the cosmos, its cobalt trail of ionization streaking out past the horizon. He felt Kelly shiver against him as a breeze rolled in off the water and he placed his arm around her before taking her hand once more, this time reaching across his body. The minutes ticked unnoticed as they simply sat with each other, content in silence. Charlie let himself be free of responsibility to anyone but her, and she got what she had wanted for years now. Not until a tug boat on the bay blew its horn did either of them shift.      “Come on Kelly, Mom is going to start to worry if we’re gone much longer.” He said as he started to stand up and walk back towards land. She stood with him but her gaze stayed on the shimmering water. “You coming, K?”      “Not yet. We didn’t talk, and we still need to.” She said to him without turning him.      Charlie walked back and took his place by her side once more. “Ok, let’s talk then.”      Now she turned to face him, and he could see the tears welling up in her eyes as she struggled with her feelings. “I don’t know how to explain what I feel for you. I’ve loved you as my brother, my twin, for as long as I can remember. You’re in my first memory, when we were barely 2, sitting in the lawn with the neighbor's dog, and you were batting his ball around for him to bring back to you.” A grin had spread wide across her face, causing one tear to spill out and run down her cheek. “I’ve listened to my friends talk about their siblings, and about their blossoming relationships, and I’ve heard mom talk about dad. That look she gets, her glistening eyes staring into the middle distance as she recalls something about him.” Her tone had changed from joyful to deeper and more serious. “I’ve seen the way the other boys and men look at me, I’ve seen the way they look at their families, but then I seen the way you look at me.” She stepped forward, placing the toe of her shoe against his, staring up at him, the tears having vanished. Her eyes that only a moment ago had been a cloudy maelstrom of emotion had now returned to their sharp, icy brilliance. “So tell me Charlie, is my body all you desire, or is there something else you covet? Something people would ask even more questions about; an even more forbidden fruit you wish to pick from the garden.”      To say that the cat before him had got ahold of Charlie’s tongue was an understatement. He knew he had been caught looking, but she suspected something beyond his lust. She had honed in on his attraction, to his adoration in all respects for her. That mind of hers he loved and respected, that look of a hunter on a scent she got as she pulled at a thread of intrigue. Now it was coming back to bite him. Had he spoken in his sleep? He had not told a soul about his heart’s desire, those feelings he had buried so deep as he knew they could never be fulfilled. The only way she could have sussed him out was if... His train of thought came grinding to a halt as she kept her eyes locked on his, head cocked to the side as she waited for him to catch up to the conversation. She was so close to him, he could feel her warm, soft breath against his chest in the cold evening air. He felt the gears of his mind re-engage as he pieced together what she meant. “Kelly, I… it's not as simple as what I want, what we want. We both have expectations to surpass, responsibilities to our school, our nation, and our people.      “And we have a right to our own happiness, to live our own lives to their fullest, and if we complete each other, then so be it.” She retorted, her icy gaze locked on him.      “Even if we ignored our duty, ignore everything that has been built for us-”     “And who says we would ignore it? I have no intention from walking away from my life, nor of taking you from yours. People depend on us, and great things are expected of us, there is no denying that. To shirk those responsibilities for a life of hedonism is tantamount to treachery, and that I will not stand for.”     “If we stay here, people will ask questions. We are the best and brightest, team captains, and class leaders. People are going to ask why we are together, and it’s going to take a very compelling argument to justify our actions to them.”  “Well you just provide it. We are the best, and it falls to us to preserve that greatness. Let them say what they will, our purity is beyond their wildest aspirations. We are unmatched amongst our peers and our elders, the blood of kings and conquerors flows in our veins, of heroes and saints. Father fought and died to give us this world, and it falls to us now to strengthen it.”     “And what if they don’t buy it? What if they turn on us? What if they expel us or hunt us down? We’ve both heard what Annastasia and her friends are capable of doing to traitors.” His voice was tense, having seen first hand the results of their justice.     “They would never rid themselves of us, but if they would, let them come, and we shall show them what the Twins of Tyrannis are capable of.” Kelly tried to keep her voice as even, but she felt her throat tighten as she spilled her heart out to her twin brother. She wanted this more than anything, but she felt as though she had pushed too hard, too fast. “This land belongs to all of us, by birthright, and it falls to us to preserve and bring it prosperity. If we wish to rule it together, let them try and stop us.”      Charlie broke first. He nearly fell forward into her, wrapping her in his arms and holding her tight. His eyes were screwed shut as he was overwhelmed by the bursting of his emotional floodgates. The knowledge that she felt for him as he did for her was beyond his comprehension. Her arms were wrapped around him as well, her head buried into his shoulder as they both came to terms with their new situation, the feelings they both held in secret now laid out to see, if only to each other. Only when he felt he had regained his composure, did he release her, moving his hands to her shoulders as he looked her in the eye. “And should they come for us, we shall have a dagger between our teeth, a gun in our hands, and eternal scorn in our hearts.” Kelly finished the last part of the phrase with him, knowing it just as well as he. It was an alteration the motto of the division their Father had commanded. Charlie leaned forward, brushing the bangs from her face and giving her a kiss on the forehead. Colour flushed her cheeks, hidden by the dim light of the moon as it moved behind a cloud.      “Come on, Mom really will kill us if we stay out much later.” She whispered up to him.      “Too right.” He took her hand as they started walking back home under the stars in silence, comfortable just being with one another. It was not until they reached their front porch did Kelly speak.      “Listen, I know what we both said about standing off against the world.” Her voice trailed off.     “But?”      “But I think we should keep this between us, at least for now. Maybe we drop some hints to those we trust, learn to be together, stuff like that.” Her voice was soft and unsure as she tried to tiptoe around the subject.      “I agree.” His voice was firm and  reassuring, comforting her. “It gives us the best odds of making sure everyone will accept it when it comes out, and should they not, we’ll be prepared.”      “Okay, thank you Charlie.” She said, giving him a hug. They opened the door and went into the house together. The moment the door clicked shut, the living room light flicked on. Their mother sat in her chair, remote in hand, staring at them with disapproval.      “Do you have any idea how long you were gone? What happened to a short walk?” She said sternly      “We ran into some friends, mom. Greg and Megan were out by the pier as well and we got caught up talking with them.” Kelly retorted quickly.      “You couldn’t have called? You walk out of the house for over 2 hours, at night, and expect me not to worry?” Katherine’s stern tone continued. “Go to your rooms, and I want you home by 7 for the next week.”      “But Mom!” Kelly started before Charlie cut her off.      “Yes Ma’am. Sorry to have worried you mom, we just lost track of time.” Charlie said quickly, trying to keep his willful sister from digging their grave any deeper. Katherine motioned her head towards the stairs and Charlie and Kelly moved towards and up them, and she watched them go all the way up and split off to their respective ends of the hall.  Both would have liked to give the other a hug goodnight, but with their mother watching there would be no such chance. The sting that they were in trouble was enough, but the idea of how much worse it could become been hung heavy on Charlie until he looked back down the hall to see Kelly smile at him and then wink. He felt a big grin spread across his face before looking away and going into his room.

Chapter 0 - A Girl and her Dog

Liara sat anxiously in the luxury suite in Omega’s Afterlife, rubbing her thick, uniform clad thighs together. The leathery black material of the undersuit clung perfectly to her curves, while the green and white outer layer add just enough padding to make her not feel too exposed on a daily basis while stilling getting to show off. Today though, she had every reason to hide her body and who she was. She was a well respected confidant and private investigator on the upper echelons of Illium’s social ladder. If people knew what she was here for, she could never go back to her old life. That was part of the thrill of it all though, to know just how respected she was amongst her peers, how loved she was by her friends and comrades from her time aboard the Normandy, yet here she still sat. Aria was the only person she could come to with this request. She trusted Aria to silence on this matter, as they both had much to lose if the other one saw fit for the skeletons in their closets to be shown off. She took another sip of her wine and checked the clock on her Omnitool. He should be here any minute now, she thought to herself.  The lock on the door chimed and the seal hissed open. Standing illuminated by the deep red light of the room was a Batarian man. She had always found them to be rather repulsive. The four eyes, double nose, and the ugly folds on their faces. Combined with their less than amazing intelligence, articulation, and endowment, she had never gone out of her way to speak with one. What she was far more interested in however was what he had brought with him. In his right hand he held a leash which he used to lead a Varren into the room. It had a light grey underside, with a deep blue, nearly black top of thick hide, its spines flexing back and forth along the ridge of its back. It’s large claws clicked against the metal floor as it padded into the room. It’s gleaming, purple, monochrome eyes scanned the room, finally settling on her as the only thing living in the room. It’s mouth hung open, it’s large, light blue tongue hanging out the left side of its mouth behind his fangs, leaving a small trail of exceedingly thick slobber behind as he walked..  Liara felt a rush of blood to her loins as she gazed upon the Varren. She stared for a moment before the alien man cleared his throat, and she swallowed hard, trying to suppress her lust for just a little longer. She stood to meet the Batarian, putting out her hand to take the leash. “Thank you, I’ll take it from here.” She said sternly. The Batarian scoffed, but put the leash into her hand before turning and leaving the suite. Once he was gone, Liara set down her wine glass and dropped the leash. She knelt down to be on Varren’s level, admiring the rippling muscles of his forelegs. “Hey Ral, remember me? Do you remember Mommy?” He responded by laying a long lick up her face. Before she could stand back up, he pounced forward, knocking her off balance and onto her back. He placed himself over her, between her legs, with his head over hers, and began laying more licks onto her face and neck. She resisted for a second out of surprise, but quickly opened her mouth to accept his show of affection. His thick, slimy drool was quickly making a mess of her face and dripping into her mouth. It was so vicious that she had to swallow repeatedly to get it down as it lined her esophagus. She worked one hand out from under him towards her snatch which was now burning with desire and started rubbing at it, but through the thick rubber of her suit it was never going to be enough.  Whimpering with need as she rubbed at her clit, she pushed Ral up with her free hand. “Ral, baby, Mommy can’t wait anymore.” She said with as much authority as she could muster. Ral looked down at her with his head cocked to the side, those beautiful, inquisitive eyes staring down at her before laying one more lick up his face and pushing his tongue into her mouth. She wrapped her lips around it as it pushed down her throat, her neck distending with it’s thickness. She gagged on it once, twice, thrice before he pulled it back. She loved the feeling of it pulling past her lips while she sucked on, but she loved what was to follow even more.  Ral backed up and put his head to her crotch and she removed her hand. He buried his big head into her crotch and it lit up with pleasure as he butted into her clit, sniffing at her. Using care and dexterity others would not have expected from such a powerful beast, he hooked his fangs into her thick, rubbery suit, just missing the tender skin of her supple thighs, and yanked with his mandible. She felt the thick material of her suit pulling away in his jaws, before he shook his head like he was tearing flesh from a meal. Her hips were tossed about by his movements, his strong body more than enough to manhandle her. Finally the suit gave away and it tore away from her crotch, revealing her light blue inner thighs and tummy, but more importantly her midnight blue cunt.  Asari physiology is quite similar to that of human women; sensitive breasts and nipples, soft lips, wide hips, long legs, and smooth skin. The key difference though is in their nether holes. Both their pussy and asshole have extra thick layer of protective tissue, causing them to protrude slightly from their body, giving them the look of a permanent camel toe as their meaty lips and anus could be seen through most of the uniforms used by anyone from science teams to merc groups. This thick tissue wasn’t just on the outside, but on their inners as well. Running all the way to their cervix in front, and deep into their guts on the back. It was a genetic trait developed as they started to venture into the far reaches of space. It allowed them to safely take all manner of alien cock without risking damage to their reproductive organs, from barbed and spiny to corkscrewing tendrils, they could take it all. The extra thick flesh and the lubrication it produced had the side effect of making them effectively immune to sexual infections. There was a downside though, all that extra meat lining the walls of their holes made them less sensitive, making them seek out large and more extreme partners.  Invariably, all Asari ended up being size queens after their pilgrimage. While they had their own preferences, they all loved it grand in scale. Some loved the scales and bulk of a Krogans cock, while others craved the ridges and plates of a turians hard body. Others craved the savage rutting and claws a Vorcha, or the slime and bio-electric impulses of Hanar, forcing their bodies to move against their will.  Liara was no different from the rest. She had been very pure and innocent for the first hundred years of her life, far too absorbed in her work to bother chasing any kind of mate. Once she had joined Shepard’s team though, that had begun to change. The crew had returned to the Citadel after killing the Thorian for the rest and relaxation, and she had been pouring over some new data when she learned that Benezia was working with Saren. She rushed to Chora’s Den to find Shepard and the others so they could go save her mother. The bartender refused to tell her which private rooms her companions had gone into, so she resorted to barging into each and every room. First she found Shepard, jerking off at the feet of an Asari as he rimmed her, his other hand elbow deep into her cunt. Then she found Garus being leg locked by the Asari he was on top of, his ridged prick deep as could be inside her as she begged for him to keep going as he came inside her, her ecstasy plastered on her face he collapsed atop her as she climaxed as well. Lastly she found Wrex laying on his back, his huge hands wrapped around the waist of an Asari whore, slamming her limp body down onto his massive, scaled quad. Seeing the looks of delirious joy on their faces awoke something inside of her.  Now here she was ready to take the cock of her favorite pet, her favorite partner. She had tried Turians first, but after hiring a group of Blue Suns for a weekend, and never once getting pushed over the edge despite their efforts, she found they were not enough. Next she  went to Krogan. Their raw power and size was admirable, and it felt incredible to be split open by one, but for all their strength, they lacked any kind of care and precision with it. She spoke with the Consort about where to go next with her exploits, and she was surprised Sha’ira so vehemently recommend Hanar. The ability for one of them to not only be in all 3 holes at once, but to go through the whole body was exhilarating, and in combination with their electroshock, it was a sensation like no other. As incredible as having 9 tentacles running from ass to mouth and having lighting conducted in her womb was, she needed something different, something less controlled, more primal. She went to the woman she knew could get her anything she needed. Aria, the Queen of Afterlife.  Together they made lists of creatures to bring into the club, of things they wanted to try. The started with stallions from earth, but while Liara loved the size and sheathe, it was not savage enough, she needed a predator. They moved onto Vorcha, and while plenty rough with her, she needed more passion, someone doing it for her, not simply to slake their own lust. She knew she was being awfully picky, and she didn’t know where else to look. She went to visit Wrex, now the head of clan Urdnot on Tuchanka to ask his advice, and get a much needed ravishing. While touring his compound with him, she saw the Varren fighting pits, and the Krogan betting on them. It seemed awful and cruel to her. Blood sports between lesser creatures was unbecoming of any society. That’s when she saw him. Ral, the Alpha of the pack. At least half again the size of any other Varren around. She paid a handsome sum for him and brought him back to Omega. In a position such as she held on Illium, she could not keep him with her, but here in Afterlife, a private room gifted to her by Aria and held under a false name,  she was free to be with her lover.  Using her omintool, she cut the front of her suit up the rest of her body, revealing her taut abs and pert blue breasts. She spread her legs wide, opening them up to Ral. She reached her arms up to his mouth, sliding them past his fangs and under his tongue, getting two big fistfuls of slime and slathering the goop onto her cunt. Ral was already starting to come out of his sheath, the bright blue, spear like cock shining even in the dim light. She didn’t know the exact length of it, but it was well longer than her forearm, and thicker than her calf. Precum could be seen dripping from the tip as he dropped his hips and prepared to take her. Ral laid one more long lick up Liara’s body, leaving a trail of drool from her navel to her cheek before he pushed her down with his forelegs. Liara pushed her hips up, using a very minor biotic field to guide him into her now sloppy and dripping cunt.  The pointed head of his cock reached her labia and pushed past the fleshy barrier, sliding in with ease due to her arousal and his spit. Liara was hit with a wave of pleasure, her head falling back in relief. She could feel him pressing into her, slipping inside , rubbing up against the ribbing of her inner walls. He had sunk about half way into her before starting to pull out. The barbs at the head of his cock caught on her walls, snagging into the thick, sensitive tissue of her pussy. She groaned in pleasure, starting to roll her hips around his prick before he made another thrust forward. She pushed her hips up to meet him as best she could, pulling her legs up and onto his hindquarter, helping give him the angle he needed to strike deeper inside her.  He kept his slow pace up for a bit, forcing more and more of himself into her, only pulling back slightly to readjust before delving back in. Liara was in heaven. The way his bestial cock caught on her inner walls, the way it splayed her open and split her apart, the warmth of slickness of it all, this is what she craved beyond all reason. Her body was doing it’s best to thrash about under the weight of his paws, random nerve impulses being sent to her extremities, her blue toes clenching and tensing against his flanks, her back arching and head jerking to and fro. Finally, she felt what she had been waiting for most, the sign that Ral was about to begin fucking her. His knot pressed against her thick cuntlips, and his tip sitting at the entrance of her womb. She could feel the heat roiling off it, each and every pulsation sent through it by his dual hearts. She reached one hand down and spread her fingers over her lips, following their distended contours as they received her lover’s affections. She started rolling her hips into him once again, reveling in the way the hooks on his shaft grabbed and pulled at her walls. She gave the bulge pressing against her cunt a gentle squeeze and Ral whined in appreciation, showing his remarkable patience, training, and bond with his master that he was not already in full gear. She knew all he needed was her word though, so she gave it.  Looking into his eyes, she gave the command. “Come Ral, make Mommy your bitch. Fill me up, make me carry your pups.”  This was all the push he needed. He jerked his hips back, unsheathing much of his shaft from her intimate grasp. Liara screamed in pleasure, her innards being torn by his spined, alien cock. She could feel each and every one of those hooks yank and snare against her, each spine slice through her thick, fleshy walls, each ridge holding onto his prick until it was torn through by brute force. He gave her no time to recover, immediately jamming his length back into her, the tip of his spear jabbing into her cervix. Going in was smooth, relatively speaking, the spines still slicing through her, but the hooks released and did not catch again until he stopped. When he started to pull out though, all those hooks and barbs would grab hold of her walls once again, and he would have to force himself out of her. Her cunt soon became ravaged and ragged, the smooth visage of her thick, muscular walls being violated and torn asunder, ripped raw by his feral cock. His knot continued to slam into her clit, sending wave after wave of pleasure up her body. Her arms clasped onto his forelegs in a desperate attempt to cling onto him, to stay in the position of his mate, his bitch. She could feel herself nearing the brink of her endurance, keeping her tummy taut and legs up while having her womb slowly broken into was proving to be too much. She moved her hand from her cunt up to her normally smooth, blue tummy. Right now it was anything but, bulging out obscenely each time he hilted inside of her. She loved feeling him through her body, the sheer depth he reached inside her making her shiver.  After many minutes of giving it her all, it was too much. Her cunt was devastated, the tough walls of her cunt worn through, the raw nerves taking the full brunt of his fucking. Her quivering legs finally gave out and she dropped to the ground, the spikes of his cock ripping into her as she fell. Ral gave her no quarter though. As she lay there exhausted, he dropped his hips and kept slamming into her, his pointed head now thoroughly assaulting the entrance to her womb, as his knot did the same to her lips. Liara lay in an ecstasy of agony, pain searing through her cunt with the back swing of each thrust, but an equal amount of pleasure from her open nerves mixing with it in her mind. Tears welled in her eyes and rolled down them as she screamed, both in pleasure and torment. She egged Ral on, squeezing his legs, admiring the power and she worked out words between screams and moans. “That’s it baby, fuck Mommy like the wanton slut she is, break my whore cunt open so that only you can use it!” She shrieked out, begging for him to mark her as his and his alone.  She could feel her lower lips loosening, more and more of the massive knot pressing in with each blow to her body, the tip of his cock hitting harder the final line of defense of her sensitive innards. Her eyes were screwed shut, her nails digging into the forelegs of her beloved, her body tensing and relaxing at random under his assault. Finally, after what felt like hours in her pleasure and pain warped mind, his thick knot slipped in, and his cock broke into her womb. Her eyes shot open, now sheer black, her mouth agape in a soundless scream as her mind went blank. It was then refilled, not by thought or reason, but by instinct. She melded with her mate, feeling his pure animalistic drive, his feral intent, his primal desire, the force of nature that was his impulse to breed. Her body found new life, her back arching and her hips rising once more.  Ral paused for a moment, trying to pull himself out of his mate, but found himself well and truly stuck, both his unswollen knot and spade headed shaft keeping him well and truly locked in. Her jerked back again, eliciting a whimper from Liara, but his cock did not budge. He put one of his huge paws on her throat, digits spread around it, pinning her down before yanking back hard. Liara screamed once more as best she could through her compressed neck, her cervix being ripped open and womb torn apart from the inside by the hooks and burrs of his shaft. With wet pop, his knot was pulled free from her snatch. Her lips started to slowly close back around his shaft, but they had made little progress before he thrust back into her, his knot slamming back into her body, and his speared head stabbed back into her womb, slamming into the back wall of it.  Liara’s collapsed again, this time under the weight of this thrust, the whole mass of his body slamming down into her. She was now pinned in place, her airway almost totally closed off by his paw, wet gasps giving her just enough air to stay conscious, but not enough for much of anything else. Her arms fell to her side in total submission to her alpha, unable to even understand the concept of resistance or self preservation. Had her eyes not been a veneer of pure black, it would have been obvious how far back into her head they had rolled. Ral’s tongue was hanging out of his mouth, drool dripping from his tongue onto her face and into her mouth. His pace became faster, more unrelenting as he violated her body, giving her catatonic form no quarter. His knot was slipping in and out with each stab into her, his cock lancing into her womb through her now totally broken cervix, now covered in bloodless lacerations and contusions, same as the rest of her cunt.  As Ral neared his climax, so did Liara, their orgasms intrinsically linked by the Meld. His pace was frenetic now, his paw totally crushing her throat now. His drew his body upwards, towering over her supine form, his back began to arch, panting heavily now as slobber fell from his maw. Finally, he made one, final, gut busting thrust, slamming his knot well past her lips as tip smashed into her core, her blue tummy bulging grotesquely in an attempt to restrain his wombwrecker. He let out a howl worthy of a packmaster, a true alpha, as he hilted himself within her. Liara in return let out a scream that could wake the dead, a cry to rival a banshee, as she came with him. His knot engorged with blood, swelling to nearly double its already excessive thickness, his entire cock pulsed with life against her raw, open walls. It throbbed, and the first of many spurts of sky blue, virile, varren spunk gushed into her open, fertile womb. Liara was paralyzed by pleasure, her mind melding with such a primal beast gave her the ultimate feeling of submission. Her cunt was flooded with jizz, his powerful swimmers gushing up her tubes and straight onto her bountiful eggs. With each splash of jizz into her vulnerable hole, her orgasm dragged on, her body shaking as she struggled for breath, the barbs of his cock expanding, sinking into her wrecked walls, holding him in place the same as his knot did.  Ral collapsed atop his mate, his powerful form shuddering with each heavy breath. His paw removed from her throat, Liara’s chest began to heave, bringing in the valuable oxygen she’d been so deprived of. She lay under his crushing weight, her body still tingling and numb with pleasure. With one hand she pet Ral’s neck, and with her other she contentedly made circles over her distended tummy, having swelled up with his cum. This was as close to marital bliss as she had ever been, her lover locked deep within her, her body working to give her partner a child, in more ways than one, his heavy body pinning her down as he fell into a deep slumber. Liara’s mind returned to her slowly, the sheen of black fading from her eyes. She lay there contentedly, slowly stroking his heavy head and powerful neck. Distantly , she wondered if he would wake before his knot deflated, ready for round two.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

Nidalee crashed through the brush and felt her slipper and stocking clad foot splash into the cool waters of the river. She felt another mystic shot slam into her back, nearly knocking her over. As she felt the water around her feet start to freeze, she focused her natural energy and sealed the wounds on her legs before shifting forms and leaping into the water on all fours.  Deeper into the river she ran as she continued to sprint away from the gaggle of foes from which she fled. She leapt forward once again, opening up the distance between herself and her pursuer as she debated her best escape route. She looked over her shoulder and saw a barrage of arcane energy roaring towards her and darted to her right into the home of the drake. It lay there slumbering, its heavy body slowly rising and falling, its breath making ripples in the shallow water and making it pleasantly warm to stand in. She had little time for such niceties though as she ran towards the most narrow crack in the wall of the drakes lair, having used it many times before in both pursuit of her prey and evasion of her hunters. She lunged at the gap, feeling the stone pull at her fur she passed through a narrow gap in the wall and back into her jungle. She did not stop running though, knowing Ezreal and the others could execute  similar maneuvers. Her lungs had started to burn, and her paws began to feel heavy, but she urged herself forward. Just a little bit more running before she could teleport home and return to the healing well of the fountain. She spied one of the explosive red plants that dotted the rift and swatted at it,  using it to blow herself even farther away, over a wall that Ezreal would not be able to jump in time to catch her. Cats normally always land on their feet, but in her exhausted state, she simply hit the ground, bounced once and rolled twice before coming to a stop. She allowed herself to lay there for a moment before turning back to her human form and forcing her arms under her to stand back up. She limped into the nearby thicket to begin her teleport, but found to her dismay it was far from empty.  Before her stood the newcomer to the fields of justice, Samira. She had a powerful, toned body under her literal breastplate, a short, black leather skirt, and thigh high boots. Her dark hair fell over her shoulder in an ornate braid emblazoned with golden rings and jewels. Her smooth tan skin was covered in narrow scars and swooping geometric tattoos which enhanced her excellent tone. Her one gleaming emerald eye gazed upon Nidalee with excitement. One hand rested upon one of cannons that sat at each hip, while the other gripped the hilt of her generously sized sword.  Nidalee instantly felt like prey once again. She tried to leap past Samira using her forward momentum, but was grabbed by her ponytail and thrown back into the jungle. She landed in a crumple against the rocky wall. Samira began stalking towards her and Nidalee tried to regain herself as she sat back up, at least enough to try to lay a trap. She let her head hang low and focused her magic into her spear as Samira came upon her, raising her head at the last moment before throwing a javelin at Samira. Not one to so quickly drop her guard, Samira simply batted the spear away with a swing of her sword. Nidalee tried desperately to kick and crawl away from Samira, but the heavy sword came flying from her hand and into the ground directly ahead of Nidalee, cutting off her final escape.  Samira grinned at Nidalee’s desperate attempts to flee before grabbing her by the scruff and picking her up, pinning her against the wall. She held Nidalee against the wall with her body, her crotch right against Nidalee’s rump as she held her legs together with her own, her left arm hooked between Nidalee’s elbows and back, while her right hand held Nidalee by the back of her skull. She took a moment to listen to Nidalee’s quick, sharp breaths and racing heart before speaking. “I may be the freshest face here, but I’ve heard what happens on the Rift.” She whispered into Nidalee’s ear. “I had a very long, very detailed, conversation with Vi about what goes on here. About the kinds of things you did with her dear Cait, and about what she did to you.” Nidalee could feel Samira start to grind against her ass now, and a very unsubtle bulge forming. She felt her own body heating up in anticipation of what was about to happen to her, wishing in part she was not so broken in, but also getting a masochistic satisfaction out of how ready she was to be used at the drop of a hat by someone who knew what they wanted. Samira dropped her hand from Nidalee’s head and under her frilly French skirt and past her lacy panties. Her cunt was already drooling. Both of Samira’s digits sank in with ease, pulling a groan of pleasure from Nidalee’s lips. Her rough warrior hand’s provided an extra bit of sensation and friction against her slick slit. “Gods, you so want this.” Samira whispered into her ear as she felt Nidalee’s hips start to roll against her hand and groin. She pressed hard into Nidalee’s G-spot with middle finger and felt Nidalee shudder and whimper in reply. Just as quick as she slid her fingers in, she withdrew them and held them before Nidalee, her juices shining in the Rift’s sunlight. She spread them apart into a peace sign, watching as strands of the thick slime hung between her digits. “Lick them clean.” She said, holding them up to Nidalee’s lips. Nidalee acted without hesitation, her mouth closing around each finger one at a time, sucking hard on Samira’s fingers as she slowly drew her tongue over them. Now it was Samira’s turn to let out a soft moan. The suction and licking on her finger was tantalizing, she simply had to feel it on her cock.  She forced Nidalee around locked lips with her, forcing her tongue and into Nidalee’s mouth and her fingers back into her pussy. Nidalee meekly opened her legs and leaned back against the wall, moving her arms forward and caressing Samira’s abs and hips. Her delicate fingers explored Samira’s midriff, moving up to the buckle that held her jacket together and deftly undoing it just as Samira pulled at the knot on Nidalee’s corset, brushing away the shoulder straps and beginning to shimmy it down her body. She stopped fingering Nidalee for the briefest of moments, putting her fingers into Nidalee’s mouth once again, before using both hands to sharply pull Nidalee’s outfit down her body, leaving her in nothing but panties, stockings, and her cuffs.  Nidalee savoured her own sweet taste, slowly licking her lips clean. She met Samira’s gaze and held it as she got to work,  pulling away the now loose jacket, letting it fall at their feet before tossing away the silken red shirt she wore beneath it. Next came Samira’s skirt, which met the same fate as her jacket. Samira now slid her fingers back Nidalee’s slit, but her motions were less frantic now, more sensual and with more purpose. Nidalee groaned and bit her lips, but her fingers kept at work as their eyes remained locked. Her traced around Samria’s bulge, feeling it pulse and flex at her touch. Slowly she started to stroke it with the palm of her hand, following it from base to tip through the soft leather undergarment. She could hear, but more importantly feel Samira’s breath picking up, beating down on her pert, exposed breasts which Samira had started to knead. Deciding she had waited long enough, Nidalee slowly undid the zipper at the side of Samira’s panties, one tooth at a time, feeling the pull of her cock at the leather more and more as each notch clicked by. Finally, when it released, Samira's cock came swinging out like a bat. Nidalee quickly grasped it tightly with her soft, manicured hand. She did not look at it, but mapped with her hand, feeling each vein and bump, each ridge and facet of the shaft. It was long and thick, but more important, hard for her. She could feel each of Samira’s rapid heartbeats pump through it. As she reached the head, she could feel the skin already peeled back to reveal the spongy head which was already slick with precum. She gathered it on her thumb and stroked downward, leaving a sticky trail down the bottom of her cock. She repeated the motion several times, spinning her hand as she did so, coating Samira’s cock in precum.  Samira’s fingering was again growing less controlled, as she moved her lips once more to Nidalee’s, pressing her tongue directly against hers as they kissed. She stepped into Nidalee’s body, pressing their torsos together and trapped her cock between their tummies. The heat of the contact was exhilarating. Their breasts squishing together, and their roiling body heat radiating off each other. Nidalee’s core was on fire now. Those rough fingers working inside her were doing a number on her endurance, and with the heat and pressure of Samira’s cock pressed into her, it proved to be too much. Her free arm wrapped around Samira’s shoulder, but she never stopped stroking her as she came. Her cunt clamped down on Samira’s fingers as she pulled away from Samira’s kiss as her jaw clamped down as wave after wave of ecstasy rolled over her.  Samira watched on with lust, neither set of hands stopped for even a moment as Nidalee climaxed. She felt Nidalee’s legs growing weak as more and more weight was rested upon her, and she started to slowly lower Nidalee to the ground. Only once she felt Nidalee’s spasming stop did she withdraw her fingers and stand back up, towering above Nidalee. Nidalee now felt something hot and heavy resting on her face and she blearily opened her eyes back up, her brain still in quite the fog. With one eye she could see Samira standing over her, but with the other all she could see was cock. Long enough to cover her face from chin to hairline, and then some, and wide enough to block out the entire eye socket, it was a monster. She could feel it thumping with life as it came to full mast, the meaty shaft a maze of veins while the fat head glistened with self-made lubricant.   She let her mouth hang open and pushed her tongue out, keeping it wide and flat. She was met by the smooth, musky, and slightly salty sack resting on her chin. She licked back and forth, swishing her tongue to and fro, wrapping her tongue around each orb and sucking on them. Samira began to slowly stroke her cock, making sure to squeeze at the tip to let the precum drip out onto Nidalee’s forehead. Nidalee released one of Samira’s nuts with a wet pop, then began to pull her head back, dragging her tongue from base to tip. A long trail of drool was left behind, the smell of cock a Pavlovian trigger for her to start salivating profusely.  Her eyes now free to look back up at Samira, she stared up with lust and was met by the same look from Samira who was chewing on her lip as she braced herself on the wall. Nidalee kissed her right on the glans. Lightly at first, like peck on the cheek before work, but slowly drew more and more forward, her slimy tongue sliding from one side of the frenulum to the other. She placed her hand on Samira’s thigh and let the other creep back to her own pussy as she closed her eyes to savour the moment. She could feel the pulsing cock at her lips, the spit leaking from her mouth and dripping from her chin to her bare tits, the tension in Samira’s legs as she twitched from time to time, her own wetness coating her fingers. It was bliss, but she not only wanted more, but wanted to give more. She opened her eyes back up and moved her head forward, letting her lips  part over the thick, squishy head of Samira’s prick. With head firmly in her mouth, she started again with her tongue, more slowly this time though as she worked with her lips too, gently rolling them in unison with her head bobbing. She could feel Samira’s legs tensing more frequently now and her breath picking up. Nidalee looked up to see Samira’s head hanging with her eye clamped shut, her lower lip white as snow as she bit into it. Nidalee smiled inwardly, proud of her abilities.  She started moving her head farther down the shaft, more and more with each bob of her head, rolling her tongue up the side of the shaft as she went farther down. She pressed her head deeper and deeper along the shaft until about a third of the way down, she felt it bump into the back of her throat. Samira felt it too, as her eye opened back up and stared at her with absolute desire. Nidalee held her head there, stopping all motion save her tongue, which slowly swept back and forth along the cock. She drew head back slightly, and Samira moved a hand from the wall to Nidalee’s ponytail, grabbing a firm hold of the back of her skull. Nidalee’s head stopped, but she raised an eyebrow to Samira, her cheeks still hollow as thick strands of spit ran past her lips. She winked to Samira before placing both hands on her thighs and slowly moving her head forward again till it once more hit the back of her throat.  Far from stopping this time though, it slipped past the barrier as though it were not there at all, sliding down her throat with ease. Samira’s breath hitched and the grip on her head became vice like for a moment before she removed the hand entirely, allowing Nidalee to do what she did best, and letting herself simply be taken along for a ride. Nidalee’s head moved ever deeper along the shaft, with more and more spit being forced from her mouth such that it was now a nearly constant flow, her tits shining in the perpetual, magical sunlight of the rift. She pressed her head forward with practiced patience. Had Samira taken a hold of her head and thrust with all her might, Nidalee  could have taken it, but she preferred being a more active onahole for her lovers, pressing her self this far, her nose to their groin of her own volition to show them just how well trained she was. She closed her eyes and took hold of Samira’s hips for leverage, and pulled in the last few inches left free of her maw. Her neck was well and truly bulging at this point, distended beyond what nearly anyone else could take when forced, yet here she sat purring around a cock reaching nearly to her jugular notch.  Finally with that last little pull from her arms, she felt it. Her nose squished into Samira’s crotch as her sloppy chin squished into her heavy, firm sack. She sighed with contentment out of her nose before she opened her eyes again, seeing Samira staring back down at. Nidalee swished as much of her spit around in her mouth as she could while slowly moving one hand to between Samira’s legs and up them towards her ass. With her cheeks now filled with as much spit and slop as she could hold, she swallowed. Much of it spilled past her lips like before, but the fluid contraction of her throat along nearly all of Samira’s shaft nearly sent her over the edge right then and there. Samira’s face was one of ecstasy, shock, and something approaching apprehension, like she didn’t want to finish yet. Nidalee smiled as best she could and raised her eyebrows in mock confusion before swallowing once more around Samira’s cock.  Samria’s whole body shook, as tried to hold off her orgasm and ride the wave of pleasure that slid down her dick. Her chest was heaving now, her breathing quick and sharp. Nidalee stuck her tongue out past her lips and swished it against Samira’s balls, letting fresh slime flow from her mouth which she collected on her hand which she snaked between Samira’s legs and past her churning sack, letting her fingers drag across her taint. Her fingers found their prize, Samira’s asshole, and quickly using the thick slime on her fingers as lube, she slid her middle digit past her puffy little rosebud and three knuckles deep, curling her finger towards herself, instantly finding the fat, hard, lump that is Samira’s prostate.  Samria’s vision blacked out for a moment in sheer pleasure. Having that throat contract around her was unlike anything she had felt before, and now with her love button getting prodded at, she was on the brink. She willed herself away from the edge, her breath now ragged and dry. A nut this thick, this potent, this copious, so pearly white, was not meant to be dumped down a gullet. As her vision came back in she reached down to grab a hold of Nidalee’s head once again, ready to wrench her off should she start to swallow again.  Nidalee was reaching the end of her endurance now. Over a minute without air, heavy musky swirling in her nose, the savory taste of cock on her tongue, her pulse pounding in her ears, her face growing flush, her eyes starting to water, but her finger never stopped rubbing, and her lips never parted from Samira’s pelvis, proving to herself more than anyone else that she was unmatched as a pleasure girl. She started to swallow again, but felt the hand on her head yanking her away. The spade shaped head of the thick cock pulled fresh slime from the depths of her throat as it ripped its way up her contracting neck, depositing it directly onto her face with a slap. Nidalee felt satisfied that her throat had between Samira’s will, and a pleasurable ache in the neck from its vulgar distortion, but already she felt a sense of longing to have that void filled.  Samira slapped her cock directly onto Nidalee’s face as she watched her take deep, wet breaths of air, her eyes slightly crossed in contentment. Upon her face rested Samira’s fat meatstick, thick rivulets of ooze ran off of it onto face and back into her mouth, making even more of a mess of her beautiful features. Samira slapped her once with her cock before grabbing Nidalee under the armpits and hoisting her up with ease, turning her around, and pressing her into the sun-warmed stone wall. Nidalee was more than ready to be taken and opened her legs wide and pressed her hips back. She placed a hand on each of her shapely, tanned cheeks and spread them. Two thick strands of grool could be seen dangling from her snatch already in anticipation. She let one cheek go and scooped much of the slime from her tits into her hand, and started rubbing it into her anus, letting her fingers slip into the thick, fleshy rosebud she was showing off.  Samira lay her cock between Nidalee’s cheeks and let it rest there for a moment as Nidalee returned her hand to part her cheeks in full. She started poking at Nidalee’s ass with the fat head of before sliding it between her legs and coating it in the juices from her dripping cunt. She repeated this motion, teasing both holes of Nidalee with the head of her prick before seeming to settle on her ass. Using her hand to line herself up, she started to press in but was cut short by Nidalee speaking to her. Nidalee had turned her head as much as she could to look back at Samira, and in a sultry purr she whispered to Samira, “Did I mention, it’s mating season?”  This was all the motivation Samira needed. She changed the angle of her dick and sank deep into Nidalee’s clunge, driving well over half her shaft home in a single thrust. She was tight to be sure, but slickness and heat that now enveloped her was beyond the pale. It was as though  she had thrust into a furnace of molten lubrication. She felt every ridge of Nidalee’s walls on her cock gripping her, pulling her in, holding onto her, and while the heat felt like it would melt her cock, it had melted her brain. They both hung motionless for what felt like an eternity, enraptured by overwhelming sensations of pleasure and intimacy. Samira sighed in satisfaction, but Nidalee moaned like the bitch in heat that she was. Her legs turned to jelly as she came again and she dropped several inches deeper onto Samira’s cock in her loose grasp. Samira was jolted back into mindfulness by the shift in weight on her arms and she caught Nidalee and pinned her to herself, one hand locked behind her arms, the other around hand clamped down on her neck. Nidalee dangled in Samira’s grasp, her long, sculpted legs just long enough for the tips of her stocking clad toes to brush the grass and little else as her hands meekly grasped behind her to hold onto Samira’s powerful thighs.  Samira used her leverage to fully bottom out into the living boiler she had found herself in. Her vision was tunneling and her ears ringing, with little sensation outside of what her cock was giving her making it into her brain. She pulled her hips away and thrust herself right back in. The clap of Nidalee’s cheeks and the slap of Samira’s balls on her thighs was like music to their ears. Nidalee let out another throaty moan as the fat head of Samira’s cock splayed her open and rammed into her cervix. Again, Samira pulled back and lifted Nidalee up in the same motion, and smashed their hips together again. A resounding slap of flesh followed, then again, and again. Samira started to find her rhythm and really start fucking Nidalee, her rock hard cock opening her up more and more till it was a perfect fit. Nidalee's obscenely slick walls drank in Samira’s cock with each thrust, and held on desperately to it as it started to withdraw. She could feel Nidalee drooling on her hand as it ran down her chin and knew her jaw was as slack as her legs, her body relenting in its entirety.  Samira had already been struggling to hold on before, but this was simply too large an ask. After what felt like an hour in her lust soaked mind, but was likely only a handful of minutes, she felt Nidalee’s cunt seizing again as she hilted. Her body didn’t so much quiver in Samria’s grasp as convulse in the same manner her cunt was, clamping down in sporadic spurts from random nerves firing in a desperate attempt to make sense of the pleasure she was experiencing. Samira soon followed suit, her cock lodged as deep as it would go before it started twitching. Samira bit down hard on Nidalee’s shoulders in a final display of ownership before clenching her arms tight, locking Nidalee firmly onto her shaft. Her cock exploded into Nidalee’s scorching hot babymaker. Thick, creamy baby batter flooded into her unprotected womb, not just filling it, but drowning it in spunk.  Now it was Nidalee’s turn to be shocked by the heat. White hot jizz sloshed into her and started running back down her passage. Her head craned down far enough in Samira’s grasp that she could see the bulge of the cock that was slowly growing as she was overwhelmed by semen. Far from screaming out, she was purring and cooing at the sensation and sight of it, with so much heat, it was as though the child was being forged in her womb already. At last though, after nearly 20 seconds of constant spurts, Samira’s orgasm died off. They shared a few heavy, laboured breaths before Samira collapsed, bringing Nidalee down with her. Nidalee was not perturbed by this in the slightest. She rolled over to face the now catatonic Samira and kissed her on the lips before snuggling up against her, reveling in the sensation of life in her belly.  ~~~~~~ Nidalee awoke to Samria’s still sleeping body being pulled away from her by blue magic, and saw the same being done to her, signaling the end of the match. While she normally didn’t mind the often rough landing from the recall, her bruised and groggy body was in no position to catch her fall and she was plunked on to the ground in front of the rest of her team in the summoning ready room. Around her stood Morgana, Le Blanc, Jinx, and Irelia. Le Blanc was already strutting off in her Christmas outfit, shaking her head, high heels clicking across the stone work. Jinx seemed to have already forgotten or never cared about the outcome of the match, and had run off to go find Jarvan, her newest fixation. Morgana and Irelia however were both still standing over with looks of judgement on their face.  Nidalee was a mess. Cum was leaking from her cunt, she was almost entirely naked, and half her body was still slick with her own spit. She meekly sat up and started to pull on her outfit which had been teleported with her, but found it to be in too great of disrepair to be of much use. “So, uh, did we win?” She asked meekly.  “No. No we didn’t win.” Morgana answered, her voice heavy with contempt. We had no smite at Barron, and J4 locked us in the pit with Leona’s help as Shyvana had her way with us. I hope it was worth it.” She finished, spitting at Nidalee’s feet. Nidalee put her hands on her stomach and smiled to herself. It had been. 

Chapter 3 - Camping Trip

     The twins saw very little of each other over the next week, with Katherine driving Kelly to school each day and making sure they stuck to curfew unless it was for practice. They even skipped movie night, which almost never happened. With little else to do other than read, workout, and watch game film, Charlie was growing antsy. He was bouncing a tennis ball off the floor and wall as he waited for his breakfast to finish cooking when the phone rang. It was his friend Greg on the other end.       “Hey man, I know it's kind of last minute, but a bunch of us decided to go camping one last time before the fall rains start rolling in. I know you’re still being locked up by your mom, but do you think you can come? Kelly’s invited of course.” He hollered into the handset, forcing Charlie to hold the speaker away from his ear. Subtly or restraint were not words Greg had ever learned growing up. He could hear the commotion of packing and shouting in the background as they were no doubt loading up the truck with ice chests, tents, and everything else.       “I doubt it, but I’ll ask. I think we really freaked her out the other night. What time would you get us?” Charlie asked.       “We’ll be done here in about 30 minutes. We’ve still got to go get David, so probably in 2 hours we would be at your place. It’s on the way to the camp ground, so we’ll just swing by if we don’t hear from you before we leave David’s place.”       “Alright, sounds good. Thanks for the offer, I’ll do what I can to let us tag along.”       “No problem man, wouldn’t be the same without you!” He cheered back before a loud crashing sound came over the phone. “Oh come on.. Both hands man, lift with both hands!” He shouted. “I’ve got to make sure these idiots don’t break my tailgate. See you soon.” With that, he hung up.  Charlie took his finished meal off the stove top and went to find mom. She was out in the garden doing some planting for the fall, her blonde hair done up in a ponytail and smudges of dirt on her arms and pants. “Hey mom.” Charlie said, getting her attention. “Greg, David, and some of the girls are going camping today and tomorrow, and they wanted to bring Kelly and me along. I know we're grounded still, but it's probably the last weekend we’re gonna have to go out and do this.” She stood and faced him as he spoke, her expression showing little beyond indifference tinted by annoyance. He wasn’t getting anywhere with her, so he changed his approach.       “Listen, mom, I’m sorry about last weekend. I didn’t know Kelly said it would be a short walk. I know you’re worried about us, but we’re not little kids any more.” He said, softening the tone of his voice.  She held her look on him for several moments before her expression softened. “I know you’re not, but I still worry. I still see my little kids in you all the time, and it's hard to shake that. You’ve both grown into beautiful people, in and out.       “Mom.”       “Sorry, beautiful and handsome respectively.” He nodded his head in thanks. “I know in  a year or two I might not have either of you under my roof any more, but I don’t want anything to happen to either of you, so just humour your mother and be careful, please. Don’t go jumping into any rivers or try to swing from any trees, alright?”       It took Charlie a second to realize he had gotten his permission. A wide grin spread over his face and he gave his mother  bear hug. “Thank you mom, I promise.” Charlie ran up stairs and knocked on Kelly’s door with his fist, not realizing it wasn’t properly latched. It slowly eased open to reveal her room. She was standing in the middle of her room in a crop top and boyshorts, stretching; standing on one leg as she held the other above her head in a vertical split. She looked at him and cocked her head to the side in bemusement, smiling as he slowly swept his gaze from head to toe and back again. Dropping her leg she walked up to him, brushing her bangs from her face.      “You know, a proper brother would have knocked before barging in on his sister’s room.” She said, looking up at him with her brilliant blue eyes.      It took a moment for her words to register in his mind as he looked at Kelly’s toned body. “I uh… did.” he finally managed to spit out. He knew not only was she OK with  the way he looked at her, but that she enjoyed it, but this was the first time he was able to do so with such freedom since their talk on the pier. He double checked down the hall to make sure their mother had not followed him.       “Oh, I must not have closed it all the way then.” She replied, emphasizing the natural pout of her lips as she did so. “Oops.” She finished statement, her tone one that a cat that had just knocked something off the table while staring at its owner might use. “So what brings you to my room?”       Charlie shook his head and found his words again. “Greg and a bunch of the guys are going camping, and they want us to come along. They’re driving. I already convinced mom to let us go. You in?”       “Absolutely!” Came her chipper reply. “When are they gonna get us?”       “An hour and half, give or take.”       “Ok, I’ll be ready.” She said with a smile before giving him a hug. Feeling her warm, exposed body pull up against him without warning made his heart skip a beat. The way she moved a leg between his and snaked her arms up his back, pressing her entire body into his, it was so entirely different from how he had hugged his mother. He didn’t even get to move his arms around her before she pulled back, but there was no way she missed his body’s reaction to seeing her. She gave him another smile, though this one was more playful, before gently shoving him back from her door and shutting it.       Charlie stood in the hall for a moment, her hourglass proportions, pale body, trim build, and knowing smile burned into his eyes for the time being. He went back to the kitchen and quickly ate his rapidly cooling breakfast before throwing a change of clothes, medical and survival kit, sleeping bag, pillow, and his Colt into a duffel bag. He hopped in his car and made a quick run to the store to pick up some food for their trip. Hot dogs and burgers for the fire pit, chocolate, crackers, and marshmallows to make smores over the coals afterwards. Not long after he got home and had everything stowed away in his bag did Greg and company show up. He heard Kelly come bounding down the stairs. She wore her black bikini top under a loose, white one sleeve shirt and a pair of Lycra workout shorts that were about half a size too small judging by the way the indentation made on her thighs. She had let down her black hair and it was glistening in the early afternoon sun.       Their mother had heard the big truck pull up and came inside to see them off. “Kelly,” she started. “Make sure your brother doesn’t do anything rash or try to show off. Charlie, take care of your sister.  “Yes mom.” They replied in unison.  “And try to be back by dinner tomorrow, and try to call if you’ll be later.”     “We will mom. Thank you again, I love you.” Charlie said, giving her a hug goodbye. Kelly quickly followed suit with a thank you, a hug, and a shared kiss on the cheek.       Charlie and Kelly headed out the door and to the street where 2 cars and Greg’s tuck were pulled up. Greg was waving at them from out the window of his lifted truck with a big grin on his face. He hopped out and met them halfway down the path, holding out a hand for their bags. “So I guess this means you’re coming, yea!” Charlie stood above average in height, a head taller than his sister, but Greg still towered over him, with shoulders as wide as the barn it often seemed he had been born and raised in.      “No Greg, we packed our bags, got out the sleeping bags, and picked up food just so we could tell you, ‘no, we can’t come’.” Charlie said sardonically as they walked to the truck. “Of course we’re coming!” He cheered. “What could be our last camping trip of our last year of school? Wouldn’t miss it for the world!” Greg let out a bellowing laugh and effortlessly lifted their bags into bed of his truck. Greg had clearly not unloaded what ever he had been working on before they decided on taking this trip, because it was packed with all kinds of boxes and bags.      “You two are gonna be riding with Jessica, is that cool?” He asked, pointing to Jessica’s yellow jacket painted Porsche 911.       “Works for us man, just make sure you put the food into the ice box.” Charlie said, as they made their way to their ride. They passed Anna’s car, in which Lela and Lola sat. That’s when Kelly noticed the problem.       “Charlie, there’s only one seat open in the car” She whispered to him as they walked. He waved to Jessica as they got to her car and looked into the window, and sure enough there was only one seat in the back. The small  passenger seat was taken by Jessica's big German Shepard, Jager. The passenger side back seat was taken up by files and boxes from her job.       Jessica opened the door and got out. She was of average height, but a little on the heavy side in all the right places, with wavy blonde and a smattering of freckles across her face. She had a very friendly disposition that matched her southern belle drawl. “Hey y’all! Glad you could come. I’m real sorry about the lack of space back there, that gonna’ be ok?”       Charlie and Kelly looked at the seat, to each other, to Jessica, and then back to each other before speaking. “Greg, who the hell taught you to do math?” Kelly yelled back at him.       “Awww, it ain’t his fault, we picked up an extra head when we got David. His dad made him take Tommy  along, with no shortage of protest I assure you.” Jessica said in Greg’s defense. Tommy was David’s little brother, just shy of ten years younger than most of them.       “Well, I guess I can drive the two of us then, it’s no big deal.” Said Charlie, a hint of annoyance in his voice. He had been looking forward to not being the driver for once, as was often asked of him because of how nice the ride of his Charger was. “We’ll be out in a minute. Come on, K.” She stepped in stride with him as he fished his keys out of his pocket. They went into the garage via the side door and walked up to his car. That’s when he saw it. “Oh you have got to be kidding me.” The driver's side front tire was sagging on its mount and completely deflated.       “What?” She asked, her door already open.       “I’ve got a flat, and I mean ‘flat’ flat.”       “Didn’t you just go out though?”       “I must have hit something on the way home. No matter, she isn’t going anywhere.       “No spare?”       “Nope, I used my spare to help a lady on the side of the road two weeks ago, but never got the chance to pick up a new one. She even paid me for the spare.”       “So now what?” Kelly asked as she moved around to his side of the car, and next to him.       “I guess we don’t get to go after all.” He said dejectedly, kicking the flat tire.       Kelly put her hand on his hip and turned him, pushing him back against his car as she leaned into him. “Or we could share the seat.” Her plump, crimson lips pulled into a deviant smile as he set her hands on his chest, pushing him flush with his car as she balanced against him on one leg, the other held slightly up and behind her as a counter weight. She took his hands and placed them at her hips, placing his thumbs on the inside of her hip bone and conforming his fingers around her supple curves, allowing him to feel her toned and taut body, but should he squeeze his hands, they would sink into her pliant thighs and ass.”And you can see just how wonderful these feel against something other than your hand.”       Charlie felt his heart leap into his throat once more, as was often the case when she was so forward with him. His eyes flicked from her lips to her eyes, to her hair, and to the wall behind them, trying to look anywhere that wasn’t down her shirt, but failing to do so.       Kelly was worried she may have scared him, pushed him too much with her physicality. She felt the butterflies in her stomach come to life and her chest grow tight. Some people showed their love and affection through words, some through gifts, some through actions. She showed hers physically, and now that she felt free to do so towards him, she would make her feelings for him very clear. She knew Charlie was confident and sure of who he was, but somewhat reserved in expressing himself outside of bravado. She would take great care with, and later, satisfaction in, peeling back those layers until he was as bold with her as he was on the sports field. She moved her arms up, looping them over his neck and she looked back up at him, batting her long dark lashes, and changing her smile to be less coy, more familial. She watched the shock wear off him and he was now beaming down at her, his crystal clear eyes filled with warmth and affection. She felt his hands move, but now how she expected them to. He slid them up and to her back, one high, the other low, before pulling her up onto the tips of her toes and fully against himself. She felt him take breath with his whole body as she lay her head on his heart and closed her eyes. Finally, he gave her a kiss on the top of her head before lowering her back down.  “Who am I to tell you no?” He asked rhetorically, still warmly smiling down at her.       Kelly felt the butterflies in her stomach settle as the knot growing in her chest vanished, and she felt a warmth wash over her from the kiss on her head. He looked at her with an adoration she had never seen before, his eyes both intently fixed upon her but unfocused, like he was looking not at her, but into her. Thoughts escaped her as she held his gaze, her mind in a mellow haze as she lay her weight against his sturdy frame, almost entirely supported by his arms. Only with him did she ever so relaxed, so calm, so at peace. To feel her worries wash away and to be reassured of herself was only something he could do, and the more intimate she became to him, the quicker to come and more intense the sensation was. In the past she had made do by making excuses to talk to him or for him to take her somewhere, but now she could come to him without pretense. She wanted to show him just how right this moment felt to her. She ran one hand to the back of his head and pulled herself up his body with the other, once more on her tippy toes to draw herself more even with him, while pulling his head down toward her.       Charlie felt himself match her movements, easing her up as she stood higher and moving his head to meet her. As their lips met, Charlie felt a shock shoot through his body, as every muscle tenses for a split second before going lax. His arms felt heavy and his knees weak as he felt her full, moist lips pressed into his thinner mouth. He could smell her sweet, citrus perfume and taste her strawberry lipstick, but more importantly he could feel her lips quivering against his, slowly pressing further against his as he returned the favour. They held there for a moment, eyes closed and lips locked as they felt the bond they shared, the care they showed each other, and the hidden affection and want flow forth. Slowly, Kelly pulled back, and while their kiss had only lasted seconds, they were both taking heavy breaths to recover from the intensity of the moment. Gazing down at his darling sister, he could see as she bit her lip and she looked back to him with eager anticipation. Seeing such a look in her eye, he felt his vision tunnel and mind grow fuzzy. He had a taste of her, and now he wanted more. He let his hand fall to her rump, his fingers sliding over her skin tight shorts and palming a cheek. The other rose to the back of her neck, his fingers parting her hair like the sea until he held her base of her head.      He leaned back and pulled her up his body, once more mating his lips with her’s. She let out a soft gasp of pleasure as he took hold of her and their lips met, making her shiver in his arms. She tightened her arms around his neck and drew her leg between his as it now held none of her weight. As his shirt rode up, she could feel the warmth of his body radiating onto her bare stomach, and she gasped once more, drawing her head back from his briefly, wanting to focus on each new sensation he gave her.       She went to move in for another kiss, but before she could, the door they had come through started to swing open. Kelly’s eyes shot open at the sunlight coming in, her blissful fog burned away by the offending light as it  poured in from the opening door. Charlie must have seen the look in her eye change, and he let her go immediately. She let herself drop herself from Charlie’s embrace and slid below the side of the car before they could be seen. Fortunately for them, they were in the blind spot of the door, and could not be seen until the door was nearly all the way open.       Lela craned her head around the door, checking the spacious garage as she entered. “There you are, what’s taking so long?” She asked.       “Uh, I’ve got a flat and no spare, so we can’t drive. We were just thinking if there’s any we could fix it, but to no avail.” Charlie answered, telling at least partly the truth. “Looks like we’re gonna have to share a seat after all.” Kelly had now crawled to the front tire of the car where it had gone flat. She quickly ran her fingers through her hair to make sure Charlie had not ruffled it too badly before standing up.       “Crappy timing, but what can you do?” Kelly chimed in, shrugging as she quickly made her way out of the garage. Charlie let her get a few steps ahead before following suit. Lela looked both of them up and down with a funny look on her face as they left, but put a hand on Charlie’s chest as he went to go past her.       “You’ve got something on your face.” She said, tapping at her mouth..       Charlie quickly, and not very casually wiped at his mouth with the back of his hand, and sure enough a pink shiny pink smudge showed up on his hand. Lela was giving him quite the look of suspicion, looking back at Kelly once as she started talking with Jessica before turning back to Charlie. “What?” He asked. “It was just from the cookie I had before we left the house.” Her eyes ran over him once more. After a moment, with still having said nothing else, Charlie grew tired of the ocular patdown he was getting and went off to the motor pool.       “So Kelly tells me you got a flat? Well that’s a crying shame for such a pristine car, but at least it ain’t nothin’ worse.” Jessica said as he got back to the car. “Guess you and her are sharin’ after all.”       “Yea, looks that way after all.” Charlie replied.      “Or I could swap with Kelly.” Lela said.      “It’s not a big deal, we’ve shared hotel beds before.” Kelly chimed in.       “I mean this is a bit different than kids sharing a king sized bed.” Lela argued back. “You’ll be sitting in your brother’s lap for 3 hours. I won’t even do that with Lola.”       “I don’t have a problem with it.” Kelly replied, the chill in her voice clear as she turned and stared at Lela. “Do you have a problem with it Charlie?” She asked without looking at him.      “No, no problem here.” Charlie replied, squaring up to Lela alongside his sister.       “It’s not whether or not you have a problem with it, it's the fact that you’re twins, and you’re dressed in that,” She said, indicating Kelly's attire. “And he’s a guy. I don’t care how much self control you have, or how comfortable you are with each other, that’s just weird. It’s wrong.”       “I guess that means we’re closer than the two of you, and you had best watch your tone, you little harlot.” Kelly said coldly as they both took two steps toward Lela. “Nobody gets to speak to use like that, least of all someone like you.”       “Much closer.” Charlie followed up. He liked Lela well enough, and he even felt bad for her sometimes, but that sympathy evaporated the moment she brought an attitude to a conversation with Kelly. Standing beside her as she proved her preeminence felt right, like that's where he belonged.       Jessica was no stranger to being around the Twins, and knew there was little chance of changing their minds once they were set. More importantly though, it was never a good idea to be confrontational with them, which seemed to be fast approaching judging by the way they were posturing; standing side by side with their shoulders pointing in at Lela. “Well then by all means, pile in!” Jessica said, placing herself between Lela and the twins and dropping her seat forward so they could get in. For a moment, nobody said anything or moved. Finally, Kelly dropped her icy glare and gave Jessica a warm smile.      Charlie nodded and slipped past the driver’s chair and dropped into the bucket seat. Stuffed from floor to window level on the other side of the divider were manila files and storage boxes. He looked up to see Kelly’s head poking through the open door, and he nodded to her. She tossed her purse onto the pile of papers next to him, turned, and slipped into the car, poking her toned bottom in first. It was only for a split second, but seeing her sculpted ass, that just minutes ago he had grasped in his hand, pop into view like that was incredible. She settled herself onto his lap, her prurient thighs centered over him. She leaned back into him, sweeping her flowing hair forward and tucking her shoulder under his chin. She felt his swallow hard and open his legs slightly as her weight came to rest on him. “Comfy?” She whispered back to him.       “Second most comfy I’ve ever been.” He replied after smelling her hair.       “There’s just one problem.” She could already feel his member coming to life, pressing into her thigh. The shorts he wore did little to restrict it, and while part of it pressed against the thin fabric of her Lycra micro-leggings, much more of it was separated from her skin by only his swim shorts. She could feel it pressing between her thighs, the heat radiating off of it, much as he could no doubt feel coming from her. “The seat belt won’t reach over both of us.” As she finished the statement, Jessica dropped the driver’s seat back to get in.       “Any ideas for fixing that?” He whispered to her, his warm breath on the back of her neck sending a shiver down her spine. The Porsche rumbled to life and Jessica revved the motor once as she waited for the cars to start heading out.       Without a word, Kelly reached her hands back and grabbed Charlie’s by the wrist, pulling them forward. She traced his finger tips always the way down her legs at first, making sure Jessica wasn’t looking at them. As she drew his palms back up her legs she could feel his body react. His chest pressing into her back, his chin resting on her shoulder, and his dick twitch against her. She guided his hands along her legs once more before crossing his arms over her waist, laying a hand on each hip. “I think you’ll be able to hold me here.” She said back to him.       “The problem is going to be getting me to let go.” He whispered back, drumming his fingers against her before squeezing her closer to him for a moment.       “So what did you two do to get in trouble last weekend? We missed you this week!” Jessica asked.       “Oh, we went down to Ocean Avenue to look at the stars, and she didn’t know we would be gone so long.” Kelly answered.       As they pulled onto the highway, they continued with their conversation Jessica, talking about movies, books, and their classes. Conversation was far from the only thing on Charlie or Kelly’s mind though. All Jessica could see of them was their faces if she moved her mirror, and Kelly intended to take full advantage of that. Her desire had not diminished in the slightest. In fact, it had only grown more intense over the last hour as she sat on brother’s lap, his erection never flagging as it pushed against her thighs. His fingertips had slipped under her loose shirt and now rest on her bare skin, slowly brushing over her luscious body. His touch was careful and deliberate, sometimes light enough to tickle her, forcing her hips to shift on his lap, which made him grasp her waist to hold her down, forcing her to grind against him.      After a while, Kelly wanted more, and she wanted to give more to her loving brother. She took one of his hands from her body and held it out before them, pinning the other to her hip so he could not remove it. She rolled her hips against him twice as she slowly lowered his hand to her knees and began to slide it up her between her legs, opening them just hair for his fingers to slide between them. Once his hand was totally between her legs, he squeezed, his fingers sinking into her slack muscles, drawing a gasp from her lips. She could feel his head move from her shoulder to the nape of her neck, his warm breath giving her goosebumps as it spilled down the open back of her shirt. As he released her leg, she slowly but surely guided his hand deeper down the valley of her thighs.       Charlie’s heart was beating hard in anticipation, his pulse thumping in his ears. Kelly’s sumptuous body sat atop him, her hips making a languid rocking motion over his groin. As his sister took his hand, he thought she might have wanted him to stop at first, but when she placed it between her legs as he had suspected she did while they slept, he knew she was anything but done with their game. As his hand slipped fully between her legs, he took a chance to squeeze one of his favorite parts of her, grabbing a hold of her leg. It was just for a moment that he held onto her thighs, but it was enough for her to tense against him. He let her set the pace of his hand, giving her a squeeze from time to time to feel her twitch in appreciation. As his hand approached its final prize, he could clearly feel the heat emanating from her. As his thumb slid further up her leg, now just millimetres from pussy, he felt her legging turn damp, soaked through with her wetness. There was no doubt in his mind she was as excited as he was this entire trip.       They had pulled off the highway now onto a narrow county road that curved through the hills and forest. Confident Jessica would be too focused on driving to pay them any mind, Kelly closed her eyes. She focused on the warmth of his body behind her, his erection pressed against her, his fingers ever so slightly rubbing at her thigh as she held his hand in place. She listened to her heart thumping in her chest, the tingling of her skin, and the once burning, but now aching desire in her loins. Finally, she moved Charlie’s hand the last little bit to her lips. As his thumb pressed into her labia, even through two layers of fabric, the sensation was overwhelming. She felt the air driven from her lungs as a jolt ran up her spine, her whole body going rigid for the briefest of moments before slouching back into her brother’s chest, her head leaned back onto his shoulder.       As Charlie felt his heart race as she moved his hand once more. His thumb, guided by her hand, slipped over the last of her damp clothing, growing warmer with every thread of fiber it shifted past, until at last it reached its destination. As he grazed her pussy, her whole body shuddered before dropping against him, the tension from the anticipation evaporating. He had noticed how tense her body had become until she involuntarily released it. It made him realize just how rigid he had become. He took a deep breath, his nose met with a fresh aroma of her shampoo, relaxing himself and his posture, sinking deeper into the bucket seat of the car as she slouched against him. Now he took charge, trusting that she was asking him to do so by bringing him this far. He turned his hand between her legs, and she obliged, opening her thighs up for him to better utilize his dexterous fingers. Still acting through her skin tight shorts, Charlie rotated his hand to cup her pussy, feeling the fire that burned in it. Kelly was taking short, sharp breaths now as she waited for his next move. Charlie moved agonizingly slow at first, barely pulling his hand up her body as he moved his fingers where he wanted them to be. Placing his thumb over her clit, and his middle and ring finger on her lips, he whispered into her ear as her sharp breaths became more rapid.      “What’s the magic word?”      “F-fuck.” She whispered back, leaning her head back to speak as directly to him as she could. “I, I’m not going to beg.”       “I’m not asking you to beg.” He replied “I'm asking you to use your manners”       “Just, just get to it, C.” She said, trying to rock her hips into his fingers, but he quickly slid them away from her lips and down her thigh, making her let out a whine of frustration.       “I guess you don’t  want it that badly then, if you won’t even say-.”He was cut off by her grabbing his hand and placing it back on her cunt as she spoke. “Please, Charlie. Please.      Without hesitation or words, he put his hand to work. Making a small little circle over her clit as his fingers slid up and down her lips, applying gentle pressure with each digit as he did so. She just about doubled over as he started, but he moved his hand from her hip to her sternum, pulling her back upright and against him. Her breathing was now very erratic, both in depth and timing as she was assaulted by pleasurable sensations and emotions. Her body felt great, but her mind was flooding with joyous thoughts. The man she loved the most in the world, the man she trusted the most, her beloved brother, had been hard for her for hours, and now had his hand between her legs, a place no one else had been, and was giving her jolts of pleasure as he explored her sex through her paper thin pants. Not 20 seconds later though, it came to an end.       “Woah, what’s this, why is everyone stopping? Did Greg get us lost?” Jessica asked aloud. The car coasted for a while, halting once she tapped the breaks. Their miniature convoy was stopped on the shoulder of the road as a number of uniformed men approached them. They wore garb of the political police, dark grey coats and pants that were tucked into their jackboots. A leather belt ran from their right shoulder to the opposite hip, with a thicker belt around the waist. A black and silver sheath and blade hung from belt of the leading man that approached their car. Each of them wore a pistol on their hip, with several of them holding rifles as one man led a Blood Hound around each car. On one lapel was a parallel pair of downward striking bolts, and on the other a totenkopf. On their left arm was emblazoned the party symbol, black borders, a white center, with 5 crimson arrows aligned behind a black iron cross. Charlie had long since removed his hands from his sister as they sat back upright. Jessica had already rolled her window down as two of the men approached her car.       “Good evening, Ma’am. Papers, please, from each of you.” He said, holding his hand out for their documents. Charlie fished his out of his back pocket as Kelly got her ID from her purse, handing both of them forward to the officer. As he looked over their papers, he smiled then chuckled. Jessica was reaching over into the glove box, moving things around in search of her own, but did not seem to be having a great deal of success. “No need for you to get your papers Ma’am.  Any friend of the Twins of Tyrannis and Annastasia Tatyana is a friend of ours.” He smiled down at them as he handed back their papers, his teeth glinting in the afternoon sun. “You know, it really isn’t safe for you two to be sitting like that back there. I could write you up on that.”       “We’re sorry Sir, but our friend in the truck was never great at math, and this trip was his idea.” Charlie said, speaking up over Kelly’s shoulder. Near the car ahead of them, Lela and Lola were standing outside as an officer looked over them. He made a motion with his hand and they both raised their shirts to their sternums. He lowered his head and closely examined their stomachs, even removing a glove from his hand to feel each one of them, before he gave a satisfactory nod and thumbs up to the Captain.       “No problem son, just try to be more mindful next time. Mind telling me how long you plan on being out in the woods?”       “At least after lunch tomorrow, probably around 5 or 6 we would be coming back through here.”      “Well that's good to hear. Wouldn’t want you staying out here too long, looks like we might have rain coming.” He said with a slight grimace as he stepped back and waved them on.       Charlie looked out the moonroof, but he could not see a cloud in the clear blue sky.      “Well that's going to be a fun conversation to have with Annastasia.” Jessica said to herself more than anyone as their cars started trundling down the road once more. Charlie thought it best to keep his hands mostly to himself for the time being, simply wrapping his arms back  around Kelly’s waist. Not long after they had been stopped, Greg pulled off the main road to the campground. After mile down a dirt road that Jessica’s sports car handled far worse than Greg’s truck, they arrived. As they pulled up and started piling out of cars, Jessica snapped her seat up so they could get out too. Kelly pulled herself forward and out, but Charlie remained in his seat.. Kelly looked back in the car when she saw he wasn’t following him directly. He may have kept his hands to himself for the last part of their drive, but she had not kept her hips still. “Just give me a minute.” He said, “my leg fell asleep.” Kelly looked at his lap with a smile, then went off to start helping Jessica unload the car.       Once Charlie felt his erection finally drop after hours of it being planted against his sisters rump, he pulled himself out of the car and took a good look at their campsite. It was beautiful. A small clearing in the trees at the side of the crystal blue lake, it’s waters gently rolling up and down the short strip of sand at the shore. The late afternoon sun glistened over its lightly rippling surface. A short pier jetted out over the water.  A pit surrounded by stone was dug for a bonfire to burn, with a small channel dug off from it to with grates fixed over it to cook on. It had been over a year since they had come here last, but it was just as beautiful as he remembered.       They set to work putting up their trio of tents and breaking out the lawn chairs. Quickly they had the tarps nailed down and tents erected, and Charlie and Greg set about collecting tinder and walking Jager, while David and Tommy stayed behind, building the fire up for when the sun set down. Charlie had his head down while walking behind Greg down with his knife out as he trimmed off a few small branches for kindling when he ran headlong into Greg, stopping like he had hit a brick wall. “What the hell man?” He asked, taking a step back and to the side, trying to figure out why he had halted.      Each of the girls had stripped down to their bikinis and were in the process of rubbing in their sunscreen. Lela’s compact, short stack frame, that allowed her to compete so fiercely on the gym floor was contrasted by her sister's longer legs and body, perfect for track and field, their dark olive skin standing out from the other three. Next in line was Jessica, with her friendly and doting personality matching well with the bit of extra plumpness she carried. In one of his history classes, a guy he sat next to had described her as being like the fertility goddesses they were covering that day.       Annastasia stood above all the rest of them, her tall, thin body pulled taut as she stretched, her ribs pressing out as she held her arms above her head, her pale skin far more tattered than her friend’s, though it did little to distract from her form. Charlie worried about her. Sometimes her eyes would get distant and she seemed so slight, and her work was far from easy, mentally or physically, yet he knew no one with more grit or will than her. Beside her was Kelly, who Charlie felt himself once again transfixed upon. Her obsidian hair flowing down her back, the indent of the musculature around her spine smoothly rolling down, her Venus dimples, her marvelous ass, and thighs that even Gianlorenzo Bernini himself could not have carved. She turned to face them and locked eyes with him, giving him a friendly smile. Nothing coy or devious behind it, or even flirty like he had seen before, but just a simple smile from her made his heart feel light. Once they  regained their senses, they started walking towards the group once more.       “Bout time you boys showed back up, I was gettin’ ready to call for search and rescue!” Jessica said as they came back. Turning to the sound of voice, Tommy’s jaw just about fell off when he saw the girls. Luckily for him, they were all facing away. David noticed and put his arm up to block Tommy’s view, but was pointless. Tommy quickly knocked his hand away, so David stood between them and leaned down to say something. Tommy looked back and forth between his brother and the girls a few times before nodding and moving his attention back to the firepit.       “And who would come looking for us? We had Jager with us already.” Greg replied. “Besides, we were gone for all of 5 minutes.”       "I'm sure we could have managed." Anna said.       "Yea, it ain't like you're hard to spot, even in these trees." Jessica added.      “If you’re all done, can we head to the water now?” Lola asked, stepping towards the shore.       “Though you would never ask!” Greg shouted, kicking off his shoes before starting to thunder down the beach and pier, heaving himself airborne. “Cannonbaaallll!” He bellowed out before crashing into the water, throwing up a massive plume behind him.       Lela followed suit, running down the pier and bounding off the planks with a reverse handspring, somersaulting several times before diving into the water with almost no splash. Next Anna went spinning off the pier into the water, landing near Greg and swimming up to him. Lastly, David and Tommy went running down the pier jumping into the water together. Now only Charlie and Kelly were left. “After you.” She said.       “Oh, I am not missing you running ahead of me.” He replied, grinning at her.       “Nor am I missing you being shirtless.” She replied, tugging on his sleeve. He quickly tore it over his head, revealing his robust frame and fair skin. She once more looked him up and down with a smile, admiring the pleasant lines of his broad shoulders running down to his modest transverse abs and visible hips, before sprinting off down the beach and vaulting off the pier. Charlie took his time watching her, seeing her shapely ass bounce as she took high strides, nearly leaping forward with each step before exploding into the air with a triple twist before slipping into the water to cheers.       Charlie grabbed a football from one of their bags and waved his arm forward. “David, go long!” He shouted before getting a running start, throwing himself from the pier sideways and slinging the ball out across the water to a furiously swimming David, who turned and popped himself out of the water as best he could to make the catch. As Charlie unceremoniously flopped into the water, he was surprised by how warm it was. It wasn’t hot, but it was far from the glacial melt he had been half expecting. Between the hot sun and what he guessed might be geothermal activity based on where their campground was, the water was a joy to be in. They spent hours in it, playing catch, Marco Polo, racing each other, and holding diving and splash competitions. As the sun started to settle towards the mountains, they headed back onto land and dried off as they started the fire burning.       Charlie and Greg threw steaks and bratwursts onto the grilling frame once they kicked off the fire with lighter fluid, quickly turning from a few burning clumps of grass into a proper conflagration. They cooked and laughed into the evening, the sun slowly falling out of the sky, until Jessica finally asked one of the questions that had been on her mind since they were stopped by the cops. “Lela, Lola, why did the cops take you out of the car?”       “They had to make sure we had our scars.” Lola replied.      “Your scars?” Jessica asked.       This time Kelly answered for them. “Their scars show they gave up their family for a life among their betters. It’s a mark of submission to something greater than they are. To the blood in our veins, the courage of our hearts, the strength of our will, and the purity of our souls; to something they could never be.” Kelly said with her patented combination of pride and icy condescension, her sharp features throwing long shadows over her face in the dancing firelight. Charlie gave his sister an impish grin as he felt his blood rising once more, reveling in that streak of arrogance Kelly displayed so well.      “But you still have your mother and each other don’t you?”       “Wrong kind of family.” Lela said. Jessica looked confused for a moment, opening her mouth to speak but then her eyes went wide and mouth closed as the meaning of Lela’s words clicked.      Lola simply shrugged, seemingly accepting of her circumstances and of Kelly’s remark, but Lela still had something to say on the matter. “It means they don’t trust me. None of them do, no matter how much I distance myself from those traitors or my mother, I’ll never be one of them, seen as one of them, or even respected like one of them, like one of you.” She said, her voice bitter.       They were all silent for a moment before Jessica spoke again. “Anna, if you don’t mind my asking, what did those cops want? I hardly think they would have stopped just over those two.“      Anna gave a heavy sigh, like she had been expecting this question. She stood up and looked around, checking over her back and giving an extra look down the road, caution and worry on her face.“Okay, I’m really not supposed to tell you this, but there’s been a series of threats and preludes to an attack in the last 2 weeks. They’ve set up extra checkpoints, brought in more scent dogs, executed more raids, things like that.”      “Are we in danger?” David asked.      “No more than we would be in town, we’re actually probably even safer out here. Well, most of us are at least.” She said, glancing at Charlie and Kelly. “Not much of a reason for them to come after us out here, despite who we are. If they want to inflict terror, they would go for a bigger, softer target, like a parade or a school. Random violence is their best weapon, and spilling the blood of the innocent is their favorite method.”      “Isn’t that a tad dark?” David asked, staring daggers at Anna as he sat next to his now solemn looking little brother, who’s eyes were transfixed on his burning marshmallow. Tommy was much younger than anyone else there, and with how much the world had changed, it was quite the generational gap. They had been forced to grow up fast, or not at all. Most of them had seen things no child should, nor should any adult for that matter. Anna, the oldest of them all, had seen, or at least could remember the most. It showed sometimes, her carefree facade dropping for a moment or two as she gazed into the middle distance.  Sometimes she would say something that belied her experience in terror and bloodshed, without realizing what she had said.       “No, I don’t think it is.” She spat back. “He deserves to know what they’ve done to us, and what they’re still capable of doing to us.”       “But he also deserves to get to grow up without having to see it like we did.”       “But then he might not understand what has to be done!” She retorted, standing up and staring him down over the fire.       “And if he sees it, he might not live to be able to make those choices. Just look at what happened to Ashley and Amber!” He yelled back at her.       “Well I guess they weren’t strong enough to handle what we did, what I continue do, so you don't have to!” She snarled at him.       At that, everyone else stood up. Charlie was next to David and grabbed his shirt to keep him from moving any further as Greg picked up Tommy and started walking off. Kelly was the first to speak though. “David!” She said, throwing her voice without yelling, holding her hand up. He looked at her, the furry brewing in his eyes as she placed herself in front of Anna. Then David looked back, and realized he had already taken three strides around the firepit towards Anna and Kelly before Charlie had stopped him. When he looked back at them, some of the rage had died off, further chilled by Kelly’s icy glare.       Kelly turned to face Anna. Her face was contorted with furry and anguish. Kelly had seen her best friend in pain before, and knew the venom she could lash out with, but never before had she heard Anna sully the names of her lost sisters like that. “You didn’t mean that.” She said, her voice heavy with compassion and grief for her best friend.      “I, it’s just that...” Anna broke down and threw her arms around Kelly burying her face into her shoulder, taking deep, traumatized breaths. Kelly held Anna closely, petting the back of her head, cooing into her ear, but all the while staring daggers at David.      After a few moments of silenced pass, Anna pulled herself back from Kelly’s embrace.“You’re right, I didn’t mean it. I loved them, and I miss them terribly.”She turned to David. “And I know how much Amber meant to you David, I’m sorry.”       David’s jaw and fist was still clenching, but after a moment he nodded and relaxed his posture. Only then did Charlie release him.       “Can we go talk with Tommy?” She asked, wiping the tears from her eyes and face. He nodded, as they went off to the truck to find Greg.       Lela, Lola, and Jessica sat back down in silence. Kelly walked over to Charlie, stepping in close to him “Well, that was fun.”       “Indeed.” He said, watching the other two walk off. “Glad I could help.”       “Well, then there’s something else you might be able to help me with.” She said  “It’s getting kind of cold out. Could you fetch me a blanket from the car?”        Charlie nodded. “Sure.” He replied.       “Would you mind getting under it with me?” She asked, whispering into his ear.      “Really, now? After all that?” He asked. Lola looked indifferent as she sat eating, but Lela was clearly still agitated, while Jessica looked like she was trying to figure how to apologize to them.       “Yes, now.” She said, to him quietly. Now he looked at her, and he could see the faintest crack in her facade, that she was asking for his help.       “Oh, of course.” He said, walking off to find a large blanket that would cover them both. Once he got to the cars, he could see Tommy and Greg sitting on the tailgate of his truck as Anna was speaking to him, as David stood right behind her. After grabbing the biggest blanket he could from Jessica’s car, he made his way over to them.       “I’m sorry if I scared you, but I don’t want to lie to you. There are bad people in this world that would hurt you, your brother, and all the rest of us. Tyrants and sycophantic dogs that took our land, killed our people, and spilled our blood. Our mothers and fathers fought them off, drove them from our homes and cities. They did what had to be done, they took a stand so we wouldn’t have to. Do you understand?” Her tone was grave and serious as she took Tommy’s hand. His eyes rose to meet hers, a hint of the resolve that Anna held now shown in his eyes as he slowly nodded. “Good. Now Greg, I, and many others work to make sure that they can never come back.”       “Like those cops that stopped us?” He asked.       “Sort of. They work to make sure you and David are safe every day. Greg and I take the fight to their land... their people… their blood.” Her voice dropped with each pause. “We do it so that, God willing, you won’t ever have to.”       “What… what happened to Amber and Ashley?” He asked, his voice soft as he looked down.       Anna looked back to David, and he shook his head.       “They went somewhere better, free from their pain”       Tommy sat in silence for a minute before speaking again. “Can we roast some smores now?”      “Of course little guy.” Greg said, standing and setting Tommy down from the truck.       As Charlie made it back, he found Kelly still waiting at his chair, staring into the fire. He handed the blanket to her. She unfurled it and draped it over his shoulders like a cape. “Thank you my prince.” She said, smiling up at him.       “My pleasure, your highness.” He replied with a light laugh as he sat down. Kelly quickly followed him down, sitting sideways over his legs and tucking hers in, placing her head on his chest as he wrapped his arms and the blanket around her. He felt her take a deep, heavy breath the moment her head was over his heart before she sat herself back up to better face the fire and her friends. For a moment, they sat there simply enjoying the warmth of the fire and each other as the night chill settled in. Kelly was not one to miss an opportunity though, and she quickly set her hands to work, sliding her hands under his shirt. One behind him, grazing her nails up and down his spine, the other placed on his ribs, gently drumming her fingers against them. Charlie replied in turn, adjusting the blanket over them to ensure their teasing would not be seen as he placed a hand on her waist and another on her hem of her lycra shorts. Kelly felt herself drifting to sleep in her brother's embrace once again, when she was pulled back to alertness by a sound she had not heard in years. Greg had started to sing. His deep, bass voice carrying over their campsite.  The Sun on the Meadow is summery warm The Stag in the Forest runs free But Gather together to great the storm Tomorrow belongs to me       She felt Charlie take a deep breath as he brought in his baritone notes for the next verse, as Anna joined in with an alto pitch.  The Branch of the Linden is leafy and green The Rhine gives it’s gold to the sea! But Somewhere a Glory awaits unseen Tomorrow belongs to me      Now everybody joined in, their voices harmonizing as they sang of their future.  The Babe in the Cradle is Closing his Eyes  The Blossom Embraces the Bee But Soon says a Whisper; Arise, Arise! Tomorrow belongs to me Oh Fatherland, Fatherland, Show us a Sign Your Children have waited to see The morning will come when the world is Mine Tomorrow belongs to me!      As they finished the song with smiles and laughter, Anna sat quietly, gazing at the flicking flames. Her eyes were transfixed on the middle distance as her head swayed to and fro with a beat. Soon, her voice quickly followed as she started a new song. Once more, everyone joined after the opening lines.  Beneath our Feet lays a Highway of Stone To Madrid it Marches  To Madrid, where Dreadful Enemy, Over Fields is Sowing Death  We are Marching Boldy and Proudly, With Rifles on our Shoulders we have, And the names of Ancient Heroes like a Heritage follow to us We will come soon, Madrid, wait on us!  And we will Bear Freedom to you, Which is Dear to us And we Go and Go and Race and Hurry, too late we can not be!  One thought warms our hearts, For the Fatherland to stand!  And the Cruel Enemy to make him Pay for All Then We will make the Rifles Blaze, Rockets Howl And in Spite of our Death, to the Bullet Whistling echoes call      Their voices carried off into the night for hours as the fire waned, Tommy sitting in wonderment as their voices joined together in harmonies and melodies. Any feelings of anger frustration they have voiced had subsided. They had all seen, and a few of them done, horrible things, and it had a great effect on them.  More than anyone would like to admit, but being able to talk to people who understood their trauma, without judgement or ruling, helped a great deal. They were all relaxed, able to shed their burdens, if only a few hours, as they sang and ate together. Charlie felt incredibly at ease. He could feel his sister’s hands on his body, gently stroking his back and front, the comforting warmth and weight of her body pressing against him, the intermittent nuzzling of her head into his chest.       As Charlie, Anna, and Greg sat quietly singing Primavera, they looked around at their friends. Tommy had fallen asleep leaning against his brother on the bench carved from a log they were sitting on, Lela and Jessica were both slouched deep in their chairs, eyes heavy as they watched the last bit of the fire burning down, and Lola had already gone to bed. Kelly had laid her head on her brother’s chest, but he couldn’t tell if she was asleep or not. Her hands were still gently running over his chest and back, but much slower than before. As the song finished, Charlie looked at Greg and made a sleeping motion with his head and hand, to which he nodded in reply. Greg and Anna roused everyone as Charlie rustled his sister’s leg. “You awake down there?” He asked. She nuzzled her head against him and mumbled something he couldn’t make out. “Want to go lay down?” He asked back to her. He felt her nod her head against him. “Come on then, let's go.” He said, tapping her on the ass. He felt her huff against his chest before pulling her arms from him and pushing the blanket away to stand up.       Greg and Anna were standing as well, getting ready to head off to their tent. They shook David awake, and he and Tommy made their way to the biggest tent. They only had 3 tents; a red one big enough for three people, or Greg and one person, a blue one just big enough for two people, and a green one just big enough for 5 if one of them wasn’t Greg. David and Tommy had already crawled into the biggest tent. “Anna and I will take the red one, how do you guys want to split up the other two?” Greg asked, yawning.       “I'm the smallest, I can split the smaller tent with you Charlie, if you want to. That way it’s not as cramped.” Lela offered to him.       Kelly scoffed. “No, but thank you. I think we’ll be alright sharing.” she answered for him, hooking her arm around his.      “Oh please, you’ve been sitting on his lap half the day, and now you’re going to share a tent together? Just because you’re close doesn’t mean that’s normal. In fact, it’s weird, and I'm starting to wonder why neither of you care.” She said incredulously, gesturing to Greg and Anna.       “And I’m starting to dislike your tone.” Kelly said, dropping any kind of pretense. “Protocol dictates Anna, Greg, Charlie, nor myself can share a bed with you, and I would say that extends to tents as well. Now if you’ll excuse us, we’ll be turning in now.” She said with a cold haughtiness.       “If you’re reaching for a technicality to let you share bed with you brother, you know you’re doing something wrong!” Lela hissed loudly, restraining herself from yelling and waking anyone. No sooner had the words left her mouth than Anna had closed this distance and slid the butterfly knife from her pocket, flourishing it with a flick of her wrist and placing the tip and Lela’s throat, making her raise her chin.      “She may not like your tone, but it’s your words I take issue with. I like you Lela, you’re usually a loyal girl, and that’s the only reason you’re not going home in chains tomorrow.” Her tone was dead serious, the tiredness gone from her eyes as they bore into Lela with psychotic intensity. “You had best learn to watch your tongue, or you’re going to lose it, I promise you that.”       “But-” Lela started before she was cut off by the tip of the knife pressing in just far enough to break the skin and draw blood.      “Now apologize to your masters.”       “Sorry fo-” She started but was once again cut short by movement of the knife.       “Use their proper titles. Do it right, or you won't do it at all.”       “To the Esteemed heirs of Lord Tyrannis, Grandchildren of Saint Elizabeth Trastamara, Children of Katherine Trastamara, my sincerest apologies for speaking out of turn, it will not happen again.” Lela said, mustering all of her self control to reign in her frustration and spite. Anna looked to Kelly who nodded before removing her blade from Lela’s throat. Once it was gone, Lela wished them good night with a bow, moving backwards a few steps before turning and entering the green tent. Jessica stood wide eyed, looking back and forth between everyone.       “Goodnight Jessica.” Kelly said. It took a moment for Jessica to take the hint, but soon she made off to her tent. “Thank you Anna, but I had it under control.”      “Part of my job is to ensure that your direct control is not needed, and that people understand their place.” She replied with a smile, folding her blade back up, the killer gaze she had not a moment ago had vanished. “Good night you two.” She finished, following Greg off to their tent.       They stood for a few more minutes watching the embers of the fire crackle down. “You know, I love watching you do that.” He said.       “Do what?” She asked, still holding onto him.       “When you act like a queen, watching as you make them kneel.”       “Does that make you my king then?”       “I would like to think of myself as more of a Prince Charming.” He said, with a chuckle.       “So long as I am your princess." she said, squeezing him.        He felt her shiver against him as their fire died out. “Come on, let's go to bed.” He said, leading her towards the tent. He threw the zipper down and held it open for, following close behind as she entered, he closed the flap behind them. On the ground lay a cushioned mat and a number of heavy blankets which she had pulled back. Laying on his back, he put his arm out so she could lay next to him. She tucked herself in close to him, laying her on her side with her head on his shoulder, and arm over his chest, and throwing her leg on top of him. Charlie moved his hand to her head, slowly petting her as she stroked his chest.       Kelly took heavy, slow breaths as she lay her head atop her brother, making little circles on his chest with her nails. Charlie had understood her request earlier, and she was incredibly grateful. Shouting down a peasant was one thing, but having to stare down a friend as she held her crying  best friend, was another. “Thank you, Charlie.” She whispered to him, leaning in and kissing him on the cheek. She felt him sigh appreciatively as her lips met him. If that felt as good to him as when he had kissed her on the head, she wished to give him that feeling again. She kissed him once more, and again, and again, gently, slowly moving her lips down to his jaw line. She could hear his breathing changing and his hand trembling against her head. She kissed him down his jaw, tracing it back to his ear, kissing his lobe. She nudged her nose against his head, pushing his head to the side. She held herself back for a moment, her mouth slightly agape, her warm breath tickling against his exposed neck. She could feel him waiting with bated breath, his hand now still on her head. Gradually, she moved ahead with her ministrations, planting one light kiss on his neck. She felt his lungs empty as the anticipation was finally broken. Bit by bit, she moved her lips up and down his neck, laying light kisses on the sensitive skin. She could feel his erection growing against her thigh once more, and she felt her own heart rate spike in excitement, willing her to pick up the pace. Kelly was a master of her own mind and body though, and she held back, wanting to savor every one of his reactions. She began to kiss him more firmly though, fully planting her lips against him and letting them spread, leaving little spots of wetness on him. He reacted in kind, his chest rising with a sharp breath each time her lips touched him. She started to play with that feedback, sometimes kissing him quickly after one ended, other times making him wait for it. She moved her lips back up to his cheek, taking the hand from his chest she pulled his head to face her, and kissed him on the lips. She felt a heat rush through her as their lips met, her whole body becoming flush. She was glad it was so dark, or he would have seen how deeply she was blushing.      He returned the kiss, letting her maintain control, meeting her tongue but not pushing it past her lips, and allowing hers flick past his. He held his breath as they held their kiss, only releasing it as she pulled back for a moment. She quickly moved back in to kiss him again, but as she withdrew she took a hold of his lower lip between her teeth, biting it gently and pulling on it. Charlie felt his breath catch as she pinched his lip, feeling her pointed canines scraping against the soft, sensitive tissue. He opened his eyes in the darkness, his eyes adjusted just enough to be able to see the glint of her eyes staring back at him. He moved to kiss her once, more, but she gently pushed him back to the ground, moving her lips to his neck again. He opened this mouth to protest but found his voice gone as her lips struck home. Instead of a light peck, she pounced on him, laying heavy, wet kisses down his neck. Charlie’s whole body stiffened, tensing under her assault, now breathing only through his mouth, panting lightly. Just when he thought he was starting to grow accustomed to her kissing, she showed she was anything but out of tricks.       Kelly latched her lips to his neck and began to suck. She started out delicately at first, holding the suction for only a second or two before drawing her lips from him, but she quickly slowly ramped up the force she used, starting to slither her tongue along the skin she pulled on. She felt her brother’s hand grasp the back of her head as his whole body shuddered, but she had something else in mind. As she pulled her head back, he tried to hold her in place, but she snapped her head up, her lips making an audible pop as they separated from his neck. She took the hand on her head and shifted her body, placing his hand on her ass. Once more, she placed her crimson lips on his neck, but this time she did not shield her teeth, letting them press into the array of tendons, veins, and taught muscles than she had lathered with affection thus far. She got the reaction she was looking for, his hand clamped down on her ass, causing her to moan into his neck. Once more she pulled at his neck with her mouth, this time pinching the skin between her teeth, as she had with his lip, pulling softly out and making another popping out as she let him go. She began to alternate between biting his neck and kissing him on the lips, feeding off the gratitude for her affection he now freely showed her, his breath now wet and heavy as she toyed with him. He had started grinding his hips into her leg now, the tip of his cock poking into the bottom of her thigh. She removed her leg and felt him thrust into the air, but she quickly pressed them down with her hand. She knew full well he was much stronger than she was, but he was letting her have her fun with him, allowing her to make him feel what she wanted him to.       At first she simply traced over his abs while kissing him, but soon she moved her hand lower to his hips, drawing a  curving line from hip to hip with her nail before sneaking her hand even lower. He whispered her name as her fingers slipped under his waistband, but she moved to his ear and gave him a long shush, as her hand worked his shorts down. He wiggled his hips to help her, letting the band slip down to his thighs. She moved her hand back to his hips, and slowly crept it inward until she felt the warmth radiating off his meat. She hesitated for a moment, tucking her head against his chest and taking a deep breath. “Kelly, you don’t have-” He started to say, but she cut him off with another kiss, and moved her hand in. As their tongues met, the pads of her fingers slid over his warm skin, moving ever closer to the heat she could feel. Her nails grazed it first, and she felt it twitch, along with the rest of him. She unhurriedly moved her fingers over the shaft, wrapping them around it. Her dainty fingers were stopped short of meeting, but the tips of her manicured nails clicked against each other. She pulled her tongue from his mouth, biting his lip again as she did. Moving her lips to his neck once more, giving him light kisses as she started to move her hand. She felt her fingers slip over the skin, then catch, then slip again. She made a few short strokes, unsure of what she was doing, but it didn’t feel right.      “Tighter” He whispered to her “and higher.” She complied, gripping harder and lengthening her strokes. She felt the outer layer of skin shift and pull with her hand now as she gained more traction. On an upstroke, she felt the texture change as her fingers slipped over the head. It was wider, softer, and spongier, relenting to her grip far more than the shaft. She felt him wince. “Lighter.” He said. Following his guidance, she slackened her grip, stroking his full length once more. “There you go, ju-just like that.” He whispered, stuttering as her hand slid over his glans, his hand squeezing her ass with fervor. She felt something sticky on her fingers, making her grip slightly more slick, and creating a wonderful sound. She smiled to herself, confident she was making his cock feel good, she returned to nibbling on his neck. His breathing was sharp and erratic, his whole torso twitching under, but largely restrained by her weight. She quickened the pace of her hand, and he reacted in kind, his head rolling from side to side, legs twitching and arms tensing. She alternated between pressing her tongue against him, laying slow licks up and down the length of his neck, and outright biting him, before releasing her lips from his neck with a pop. After only a few minutes, he was at his breaking point. “Kelly, I-I’m going to-”       “Yes, do it. Cum for me. Cum for me, Charlie, cum for me.” She whispered into his ear, as her now slick palm swept up and down his cock with a wet, schlicking sound. She felt his rod throbbing in her grip, his whole frame contracting as his orgasm started. The moment she felt his hot, sticky cum begin to shoot out, oozing between her fingers, she locked lips with him. This time, he took her with vigor, moving his hand to her head and holding her there as he kissed her deeply with each spurt until he collapsed back to the ground after his immense orgasm ended. Kelly slowly brought her hand to a stop, enamoured with the way his body twitched outside of his control. His eyes slowly opened back up, blinking several times, as he blearily looked back at her with a look of mild surprise which quickly turned into a goofy smile. She leaned in and gave him one more loving kiss before placing her head back on his shoulder. Their breaths came the same now, heavy and slow, as they regained their composure. Kelly squeezed her hand, feeling his cum squish between her fingers, and felt much of it drip away. She reached over their heads to a bag and grabbed a cloth from it, and began cleaning her hand and wiping him off.       “Where did that come from?” He asked.       “I wanted to make you feel good, do I need a reason beyond that.?”      “I guess not. T-Thank you Kelly, for everything.” He said with a deep sigh.       “Of course, anything for my doting brother.” She replied with a kiss on the cheek. “I have to ask though, is there always so much?” She asked as she finished dabbing at his stomach with the now soiled rag.       He chuckled at her question. “Only when I have you planted in my lap half the day.”       “I’ll keep that in mind…” She said, as she discarded the cloth. She felt him reach down and pull his shirt up, so she rolled back from him as he pulled it over his head, following his lead. She reached over and pulled the blankets over them as she laid back on him. Feeling his superbly warm body pressed bare against her skin was delightful, and when combined with the weight of the covers, she felt her eyelids grow heavy as she was lulled to sleep by the beat of his heart, the subtle rise and fall of his breathing, and physical and emotional warmth he filled her with.                                                              

Chapter 0 - Anna's Mods

    I pace over the swirling black and white marble floor of my countryside estate, waiting for the workers from Human Adaptation Inc. to finish unpacking your stasis pod. I pour over the paper work for a fourth time, making sure everything I ordered for you is accounted for.     Metal Conditioning - Your order, hence forth to be known as Anna, has had much of her memories suppressed or outright replaced. She fully believes herself to have been someone of great importance before her upgrades, but we ensured these memories and ideas would be foggy at best to her. She has been conditioned to a moderate amount of obedience, but once called by the name "Annabelle", her freedom and free will shall be revoked until you call her "Anna". While Annabelle is the active personality, Anna will be fully aware of her surroundings, but unable to act or influence Annabelle. While Anna is a relatively independent person, generally willing to follow your orders, but with her own personal boundaries, Annabelle would be little more than a human puppet. Her IQ even as Anna was dropped from 115 to 75. Physical Adaptions     Head - Anna's eyes have been dyed dark blue, her hair dyed platinum blonde and cut in an a-symmetrical bob. While her make up can be changed at will via the pod interface, the requested smokey eyes, faint blush, and deep red lip gloss have already been set. A two minutes stay in her pod once a week is all that is required to refresh the make-up. Her cheek bones have been raised, her cheeks reduced just a fraction, her eye brows sculpted and her brow softened, her jaw taken in and her chin shaved down. Her lips have also been pumped up in the artificial look manor you requested, and adjusted too always appear be pouting. A stainless steel stud was placed into her tongue. We removed her gag-reflex and lined her throat with nerves similar to that of her cunt, meaning meaning her throat will derived a similar amount of pleasure as her pussy would from being used. We felt this the best way to accommodate your wish of giving her a "throat pussy."     Body - Anna's skin tone was lightened considerably giving her an all around much fairer complexion. All body hair below her eyelashes has been permanently removed. All blemishes have been removed, including birth marks and freckles. Her waist was taken in to 23 inches, and her hips pushed to 37 resulting in an exceptional hourglass figure. Her height was increased from 5'4 to 5'7, all of which was in her legs. Her feet were shrunk from a size 8 to a size 6 and her arches improved to compensate, making as capable in heels as any other footwear. We let more slack into her already limber tendons and muscles, allowing for contortions she would not have been capable of before. We upped the muscle tone in her ass, keeping it firm and round, still well more than a handful. Her breasts were augmented, made to look fake at your request, standing out off her chest even without a bra, despite being filled to a 34D. A piercing was placed in her belly button, a silver chain holding a platinum frame for a set of pink diamonds in a flower pattern. We tweaked her over all weight distribution and muscle mass. All hits of muscle tone from her arms, chest and stomach were removed, leaving behind a smooth, soft expanse of flesh. The fat on her calves and thighs was either removed or placed on her butt, giving her a nice thigh gap, accentuated by heels of four inches or more. As mentioned before her gag reflex was removed and pleasure nerves added to her throat, but we also opened it up a bit, and the same with cunt. Her asshole on the other hand has been tightened. While the other two holes may re-tighten over time, her ass is designed to clamp down like nothing ever went in every time you pull out. This is however bypassed by activating Annabelle, causing her ass to stay stretched open naturally until Anna comes back.     The total cost for all mods and shipping comes to 1.7 million dollars, and of course, satisfaction if guaranteed. It reads at the bottom, pocket change for me. Once the delivery crew finished setting everything up, I step forward and wipe away the condensation from the view screen as see your beautiful sleeping face, chin tucked to your chest. I hit the release and step back as the pod opens and wait for you to wake up.

Chapter 4 - Game Day

    Charlie felt himself shiver as his eyes flickered open. His bare torso was covered in goosebumps from the cold morning air. In her sleep, Kelly had rolled over twice and wound much of their blankets around herself. He sat himself up, popping several joints as he did so, looking for his shirt to help abate the cold. He looked around himself, searching for it until his eyes landed on his dozing sister. She was tightly tucked into the blankets they had been sharing, her head tucked down slightly as she slept, her head twitching occasional and a flicker of a smile crossing her peaceful face under her black hair that lay strewn across it. He could see a hint of his shirt sticking out from the blankets, as she held it close to her chest like a stuffed animal. As he went to leave the tent in search of a shirt, he found himself stuck in place, his eyes locked on her porcelain form. He felt a strange sense of guilt, apprehension, and uncertainty wash over him.      He loved her deeply, he was sure of that, but was it right to? She made him feel whole, she made him feel loved, and she filled him with purpose even more than his late father did. He had worked hard to prove that he was his father’s son not just in name. He would make the man he had never met proud. What had he done to be deserving of Kelly’s love and affection? As he watched her sleep, he only grew more conflicted, his emotions swirling until he couldn’t take it any longer. He quietly unzipped the tent and went to the truck to get a shirt and jacket. A heavy fog had settled over the lake and rolled over their campground. It was so dense he could barely see thirty feet ahead of him, and he had to keep checking the ground right in front of his feet to make sure he didn’t trip. Eventually, he found Greg’s truck and his bag within it. He dug a shirt and jacket out of his duffel, feeling a chill run down his spine as a drop of water fell on him from a tree. He saw one of Greg’s fishing poles in the back, and decided that might be a good way to help him relax. The sun had not even begun to rise, so this was as good a time as any to try his luck. He grabbed the pole and tackle box and headed in the direction of the water, squinting into the fog in search of the pier. Once he found it, he headed out to the end they had been jumping from and took a seat at the edge. Wisps of steam and vapor were rising from the warm water into the fog as it sat still as a sheet of glass. He simply sat in silence for a few minutes, taking deep breaths of the pine scented air as he stared at the water.     Eventually, he cast his line into the water, watching his sinker send out ripples through the still water. He started slowly drawing the line through the water, hoping to entice a bite with the slow trickle of the bait. He sat patiently, feeling and hearing each click of his spool as it wound in. He felt a nibble on the hook, but that was not what made him nearly jump out of his skin in shock.      “Hey Charlie.” A female voice said from directly behind his ear. He had been so focused on the water, he had not heard a sound from her before her voice, not a creek of the boards or shuffle of her steps. He heard her giggle at his flinch as she moved to sit down next to him. Anna’s long legs dangled off of the pier past his  as she sat by his side. “Trying to catch us some breakfast?” She asked with a laugh.      “Uh, yea.” He said, not looking her way. “Figured some snapper might be good with some eggs.” She was his sister’s best friend, but she was also a prolific hunter of traitors. What had transpired between him and Kelly could be seen as treasonous by certain groups within the party, and would be seen as ill-mannered at best by even the most lenient officials. There may not be laws against what they were headed for, strictly speaking, but it was still looked down upon by many, even if they got the permission of the patriarch and chancellor. The failures of nobles that had kept it in the family had not been forgotten.      “Charlie, what’s wrong?” She asked him softly, her smile gone, not buying his lie for a second. He should have known better than to try to fool someone that had learned how to extract information from people.      “I’ve just got a lot on my mind right now. Family issues, plans for the future, stuff like that.” He answered her, not giving her much, but not lying either. He withdrew his line and cast it again.  He felt her hand pull at his collar as she leaned toward him. “What happened to your neck?” She asked. He put his own hand to his neck, but couldn't feel anything. It didn’t itch and there was no swelling. After a moment, he froze in place, realizing where they were. He could feel the faintest  bit of swelling on his lips where she had bitten down and tugged on it. If that was there from just a few soft bites, he dreaded to think what his neck might look like.      “Uh, I’m not sure. Maybe I got bit by something in my sleep, or I had a reaction to something on the pillowcase.” He answered, trying to find some kind of excuse.      “Oh, you got bit by something last night.” Anna replied with concern. “More accurately though, by someone.” Anna said in a provocative tone.  Charlie’s head snapped to her, his wide eyes looking her up and down as she gave him a knowing smile. “You know?” She simply raised her eyebrows at him, the same knowing smile still on her full lips, her dark green eyes waiting expectantly for him to spill the beans. “You know.” No longer a question, but a statement.      “I know.”      “When did you know?”     “I knew for sure about thirty seconds ago,” She said with a laugh. “But I had my suspicions. Last week Kelly asked for my advice about being with her Romeo, her forbidden romance. She laid her heart out, giving me the what and why, but she never explicitly told me the who.” Anna explained.      “Let me guess, you saw right through her like you saw through me?”      “In a way. It made me pay closer attention to her though, and when I saw the way she smiled at you, the way she stole sidelong glances at you, the way she-”     He cut her off. “The way she climbed into my lap and tried to suck my blood?”      She gave a humorous snort. “Yea, that too.”      They were silent for a moment, looking out at the water as the sun started to rise, a glint of yellow light cutting into the fog from behind them. Charlie took a deep breath before speaking. “So I guess my first question is, what are you going to do about it?” he asked.      “Nothing yet. So far as I’m concerned, you’ve not done anything wrong.” She said matter of factly. “And those who would say that you have, are in the minority, and it would likely be easy to make them stand down. That’s not what I’m worried about though. I’m worried about her. Charlie, look at me.” He turned to face her to see her smile fading and her eyes grow distant. “Kelly is a brilliant, beautiful young woman that holds an incredible level of conviction within her. I know I’m not that much older than you, but I still watched you two grow up together. I know what you went through and what you saw, or at least most of it. The fact neither of you turned out like me, and that both of you still carry such a strong moral fiber and intuitive understanding of justice is nothing short of miraculous.” Her smile was gone now, replaced by a somber seriousness. She gave him a stern, no nonsense look as she continued. “She has in her the capacity to lead our nation to greatness, but she can’t do it alone. She’s going to need each and every one of us. People she can trust and depend on, and people who can tell her when she’s wrong, and someone to hold her at night.”      “What are you getting at?” He asked her. He felt lost, like he had missed an important piece of context to her speech.      “She trusts us implicitly, and we would do well to not betray that trust, for her sake, for our sake, and for the sake of our nation.”      “Annastasia, please spit it out.” He said, feeling a little flustered at his own cluelessness.      “Do you love her?” She asked. Her words were like an arrow to his heart. He felt his words fail him as she stared at him expectantly.      “I, what?” He sputtered out, feeling totally blindsided by the question. That was not where he thought she was taking her line of questioning.      “Do. You. Love. Her?” She said, jabbing him in the chest with two fingers on each word.      “Yes, but-“     “Then why are you sitting out in the cold instead of holding her?”      Charlie felt like he had been hit in the gut and the wind knocked from his lungs. His gaze fell back to the water and he did not speak for several minutes as he was once again forced to try to understand the sense of guilt and shame he felt. “Charlie if you have any doubts about what you feel, you need to tell her. The adoration and love she has for you is second to none, and goes far beyond your average siblings. I will not let you break her heart just because you can’t tell her no.”      “Anna, believe me, I love her with all my heart, and I have for years now. Nothing would please me more than to stand at her side, arm in arm under our waving banner, but-”      She once again cut him off. “But what? If you love her like she loves you, then your place is by her side.”      “I don’t know that I have earned my place at her side.” He said with chagrin.     “If not you, then who?      “What if I can’t live up to her expectations? What if I can’t do what will be asked of me? What if I can not live up to our father’s name?” He said with dismay.      “What do you think will be expected of you?” she said, probing his insecurities.      “To lead men into battle, to make the hard choices in a war, to advise her on the best course of action.” He said anxiously.      “That’s all a long way off, Charlie. Right now, all she expects from you is that you’re there to hold her when she wakes up, that you will be her confidant, and that you will not stray from the love you share. As for your father’s legacy, few men are capable of what he did. It would be no great shame in anyone’s eyes if you fell short of him.”       “But what if I fail her?” He asked, finally looking back to Anna.     “Well, if you fail her years from now, we’ll probably end up in the same mass grave.” He nodded in acceptance, as though this was the answer he was expecting. “But, if you fail her today or next week, then she will pick you right back up.” She replied with a smile. “You and she both still have a lot to learn, but you still have plenty of time to learn it. Do you know how often someone that is 12th in line gets the crown?”      At last, he returned her smile, but looked back out to the water. He had one more question on his mind, one that had been wanting to ask her for years now. This seemed like it might be the best chance he would have. “Anna, is it worth it?”      “Is it worth it to love? Yes, I think so. To allow yourself to be that intimate and vulnerable with a person is a special bond, and while it hurt terribly to lose Andre, I would not give up the time I had with him for anything.” She said with sincerity.      “That’s not what I meant. I meant everything you do, all you’ve sacrificed, is it worth it?” he asked grimly. Anna took a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment. “That is a bargain we must each make with ourselves.” She said quietly. “For me, it is, but I know some people who still do it simply because it’s all they know. I’ve lost a great deal, but I press on each and every day with the knowledge that what I do might save a life. That with every life I take, we draw closer to being rid of our enemies.”  Charlie put his arm around her, hugging her into him. After a moment, he felt her pull back and he let her go. “Thank you.” Was all he said before standing up, heading back for his tent.     “Wait.” She said, following him. She put the thin, black scarf she had in her pocket around his neck, wrapping it twice. “There, that should cover most of them. Ask Kelly if she has any makeup for that, you’re going to need it if you hope to fool your mom.”      Charlie thanked her once more before returning Greg’s fishing equipment to the truck and heading back to his tent. As he climbed in, he found Kelly stretching her arms, seemingly just woken up. He zipped the tent back up behind him before pulling the scarf from his neck and removing his shirt. She just smiled up at him as he disrobed, propping herself up on her elbows. On his hands and knees, he crawled over to her, placing his broad, athletic frame over hers as she held his head inches from her.      “Good morning, brother.” She said to him with a smile, laying back and looping her arms under his, pulling him down on top of herself and into a kiss. She could feel the tension and power in his body. He held the kiss for a moment before he pulled himself back, looking down at her. She could see stars in his eyes, the way they glinted when he looked at her, and only her.      “Kelly.” He started, pausing as he worked to keep his nerve.     “Yes, Charlie?” She answered with a warm smile, slowly rubbing his shoulders.      “I love you.” She heard his words, but more than that, she could feel his body shudder, then relax, as though he had shed some great burden. She pulled him down once more, not into a kiss, but into a hug, holding his head to her exposed upper chest as nearly collapsed onto her. She didn’t understand what exactly he was feeling, but she was there for him to come to, and that is what mattered to her.      “I love you too, Charlie.” She whispered to him, petting the back of his head as he took deep, cathartic breaths. After a few moments, he gave one last sigh and pushed himself back up again and rolled off of her, but she followed his movements, laying herself atop him and pulling the blankets open and over them so her skin would be flush with his.     “I’m sorry for that, Kelly.” She put a single finger over his lips, silencing him before he could continue.     “You have nothing to be sorry for.” She said as she placed her head on his heart. It’s rhythmic thumping was elevated, but she could already hear it slowing. As she laid there, enjoying the heat his body was throwing off, something dawned on her. It was either his heart beat, or his mothers, that was the first sound she heard, and judging by the effect his had on her mindset, she had a good guess as to which one it was. They laid there for nearly an hour, drifting in and out of sleep until they heard their friends getting up and about.      “Hey Kelly, did you bring your makeup kit?” He asked her     “Sure I did, but why do you need it?” She asked, looking up and answering her own question. His neck had about a dozen red and purple splotches from where she had made her mark last night. “So that’s why you had Anna’s scarf on.” She said to him with a grin. She did her best to cover it up, but her ivory pallet was just too pale to properly cover the dark splotches. They ended up putting a bandage on his neck and tying Anna’s scarf around it to hold it in place and decided he would go with the bad bug bite story. While most of them ran out to the warming water for a morning swim in the sun, Charlie stayed behind to cook breakfast and to keep his cover.      The morning and early afternoon passed much as the day before had, with laughter and singing. Lela seemed to be in a much better mood, or at the very least less confrontational than she had been. He didn’t know what had gotten into her yesterday, but it was good to see her doing better. They got back from a walk around through the woods around 4 in the afternoon and started packing up, hitting the road by 5. Kelly once again rode in Charlie’s lap, but they both restrained themselves far better this time, mostly due to the fact they we’re going home where they knew they wouldn’t be able to continue their teasing. They made good time on the way back, and Jessica dropped them off at their house just after seven. They shared dinner with their mother before Charlie decided to call it an early night and went to bed, wanting to make sure he was ready to go for school the next day.      Over the school week, Charlie and Kelly once more had to restrict their affections for each other. Katherine was far from an oblivious woman, and with having to explain away the bandage on his neck, they thought it best to hold off on any kind of advances for a time. They settled for long, intimate hugs and a single kiss on the lips before bed for now.  ~~~~~~~     As Friday morning rolled around, Kelly was growing impatient. She felt a deep longing for her brother. She desired to feel his arms around her, his lips against hers, his comforting warmth enveloping her, and to have the steady beat of his heart lul her to sleep. She shook her head to snap out of the heady daze she felt coming over her as she lay in her bed, thinking of the man she loved. She had to get ready for school today, but it was not just any day, it was their first gameday. She wanted to look extra perfect today, not just for her school, or her own pride, but for her brother as well. If she teased and wound him up enough today, he might be willing to take a risk to come see her, even as their mother slept down the hall.      She began to assemble her outfit, starting with her pair of wide mesh fishnet stockings, followed by her bikini style panties. A simple black piece with a red heart on the front. She put them on second so Charlie could get them off quickly without the need to remove her lovely fishnets too. She pulled her skirt up next, cut well up her thigh with alternating pleats of black and red, the school colours. Her top was black with a red and white trimming. It cut off at the shoulder and well above her belly button, showing off her toned core. Emblazoned upon the front was their team name and logo. A Knight in armour on horseback, his lance driving forward with words ‘The Scarlet Crusaders’ stitched in cursive below his valiant steed. A white patch with a red stripe and a black ‘C’ sat just under her right shoulder, signifying her as the captain of the cheer squad. She finished the outfit off with her choker that bore her Iron Cross. Next came her makeup. A hint of blush, a bit of smokeyness to her eyes to really make her ice blue irises pop, and a black lipstick that she put a shine to with some gloss. Last came her hair, which she used her flat iron to even out her already straight locks so she could get her part just right. Lastly, she got her Totenkopf hair clip out and pinned her bangs into place.      As she made her way downstairs, she heard her mother wishing good luck and saying goodbye to Charlie, telling him she loved him. She waited till she heard the front door shut before making her way downstairs and into the kitchen where he sat with his back to her. She leaned over him and wrapped her arms around him from behind, and whispered into his ear. “Good morning brother.” She took a deep breath as she held onto him, relishing in the combination of his smell and his pine scented soap. She gave him a kiss on the cheek before moving around the table to where he could see her. Without looking at him, she reached into the highest cupboard, arching her back and getting on her tiptoes, making far more of a show than was needed just to get a mug, but the mug was a distant second in motivation for her movements. She held the pose for him, pretending to fumble around in the cupboard before dropping back down to her normal height, letting her thighs and ass bounce. She turned with a smile on her face to see Charlie staring at her, as she expected. His eyes were wide and mouth hanging slightly open as he stared at her exposed tummy. “Would you like a cup too?” She asked him, but got no reply. “Charlieeee.” She said in a singsong voice. Now his head snapped up to look her in the eye. “Coffee?”      “Uh, yes please.” He said, swallowing hard.      As she turned, popping up to the cabinet again, she heard him get up and move to her. He quickly wrapped his arms around her from behind, crossing them over her body and holding her hips as he pressed his groin into her and laying his chin on her shoulder. As she felt his hardness press into her, she let out a gasp of both surprise and pleasure. She felt him let out a deep sigh as she relaxed herself into his body, pressing herself fully against him. She doubted she could ever grow tired of his embrace or the way she felt herself melt into his arms. He kissed her once on the cheek and started to pull back, but she quickly turned around to face him and grabbed his shirt, pulling him back to her and kissing him on the lips. He answered her challenge with gusto, sliding his tongue into her mouth and giving her slow, heavy kisses. She felt his hands wander down and take hold of her ass, giving it a good squeeze and eliciting  a little moan from her lips. In return she ran her hands up his back, one on his shoulder, one running through his hair. She let out another gasp of shock when he lifted her up almost effortlessly and placed her on the counter. Without even thinking, she opened her legs to him, pulling him into her embrace.      Soon, he broke off their kiss as they both sat taking deep breaths, gazing at each other with affection. He moved in again, but instead of her lips, he went to her neck. She worried a moment he might be as rough as she had been, but he exercised restraint, laying heavy, wet kisses down her neck, but never biting her. She felt her whole body becoming flush with excitement, his powerful hands grasping her thighs as his mouth moved lower. His lips ran down past her neck and out towards her shoulder, then coming back and laying a lick down her clavicle. Slowly, he kissed his way down her sternum and into her cleavage, alternating which breast he lay a kiss upon. As he leaned down farther, she wrapped her arms around his head as his lips met with her ribs. She drew a sharp breath and bit her lip as his hot, wet tongue slid over them. She could feel his lips purposefully hitting each rib on his way down, and with each kiss, she felt her desire step up. It took all of her effort to not move his head to the source of her lust that instant, but she held off, letting him set the pace as he had allowed her to. Slowly, his head moved from her ribs to her tummy, making her tense and twitch with each kiss as he moved toward her loins. As he hit the top of her skirt, he dropped to his knees. Now he could look up at her, and she could see the hunger in his eyes, and he could no doubt see the desire and anticipation in hers. He gave her an excited smile and began to move his head between her legs.      She closed her eyes and bit her lips, waiting for his head to move deeper in, but he had something else in mind. He turned his head and placed his lips against the inside of her thigh just above the knee, kissing between the mesh of her fishnets. He felt her long, manicured nails that had been tangling in his hair suddenly bite into his scalp, and he knew he was doing something right with his teasing. Her breathing was heavy and fast, but steady as she tried to restrain herself, her hands clasped onto his head as he moved deeper between her thighs, making sure to kiss between each hole in the mesh of her stockings. With each kissing hitting closer to home than the last, she found her loins aching for his attention, but she held off as best she could. She could feel her arms encouraging his head in spite of herself, her nails digging into his head and pulling him in. She felt his hands sliding up her legs and hooking into her panties. She released his head for a moment to hold herself up off the counter for a second so he could slide them down her legs. He moved his head from her thighs for just a moment as he pulled her panties from one leg, letting them dangle at her ankle as she pulled him back in. She could feel the heat of her pussy on her legs now that was exposed, and as she felt him push her skirt up, she looked down at him. He was already staring at her, and their eyes locked. Now that he had her, he wasn’t going to make her wait long for it.      He could see her razor sharp gaze consumed by lust and desire as she stared down at him, silently begging him to continue. Never one to be able to say no to his darling sister, Charlie continued his kisses. He could see her glabrescent snatch now, her cute little innie pussy was beautifully pink in contrast with her ivory tummy and thighs. Her outer labia were puffy with excitement, just as engorged as he was, and he could see a trail of her grool down the length of her lips, bridging them. He could feel her heat on his face now, just an inch away from him, and he could smell the sweetness that emanated from it. Like a bee to nectar, he felt himself guided by instinct. At last, he moved his lips toward their end goal and he saw her close her eyes in waiting. He stopped himself short, letting his warm breath beat against her for a moment before he felt her already tense hands squeeze his head even further. He decided she had waited long enough, and he laid a lick from her bottom of her pussy to her clit, splaying his tongue out wide and slipping the tip just inside her. He felt her ambrosia pooling on his tongue as he ran it up her pussy. It was deliciously sweet with a slight tang to it, and he knew he wanted more.      As her brother's tongue started it’s journey up her slit, Kelly felt all the tension that had been built up from his teasing snap like a rubber band. She let out a high pitched moan as her whole body trembled and she nearly fell from the counter, but was held in place by her brother’s firm grasp on her legs. She felt him begin to lick her again, but he stopped half way up, and she felt his tongue curl as he pulled his head back. She looked down just as he yanked his head, popping the two cords of her fishnets that ran over her pussy. Her mind was so clouded by lust, the idea of being annoyed with him didn’t even cross her thoughts as he looked up at her and winked.He waited a moment for her to recover before laying another long, slow lick over her pussy, flicking his tongue up as it reached her clit. She threw her head back and it smacked soundly into the cupboard behind her, but it barely registered beyond a dull throb. Once more his tongue followed it’s track, faster this time as he pulled her right to the edge of the counter. Faster and faster he licked, now making circles over her clit before he flicked it.  Next Charlie began laying kisses up and down her labia, pressing his lips firmly into hers as he pressed his tongue between them, making the tip part her folds and rolling it from side to side. He made two passes up and down her pussy, avoiding her clit, because soon his lips would not leave it. At last, on the fourth trip up her snatch, he kissed her love button, sucking it gently as he rapidly and repeatedly swirled his tongue on and around it. Her legs clamped down on his head and her sharp, pointed nails sank into the skin hard enough to sting as her breathing reached a crescendo.      “Oh God, Charlie, d-don’t stop. I’m g- I’m going to cum.” She said breathlessly, her head once more knocking into the cupboard door with a crack as she felt her spine arch outside of her control, the tell tale spasms of her forthcoming orgasm beginning to take hold. Charlie had no intention of stopping as he held her, and himself, in place by her thighs. His eyes were closed as he drank her in; her intoxicating scent, the smoothness of her outer lips, the firmness of her clit, the slick unevenness that lay past her lips, and most of all her, her syrupy juices that held a zest he had never before imagined, but was quickly acquiring a taste for. He felt her labia quiver on his lips as he heard her head once more strike the wall behind as she shook, her legs shaking as they held his head in place like a vice. He heard her breathing stop as a tremor coursed through her, followed by another, and one more before she cried out, falling forward and enveloping his head with her arms and chest, now heaving for breath. Not once did he let his tongue stop as she came. There was no explosion of fluid like had heard sometimes happens, but he certainly felt her nectar thicken as it stuck to his lips.      Her body continued to shake and tremble beyond her control as his tongue carried on, carrying on her orgasm, the pressure of her climax still overflowing as first her core, then her mind, and soon her entire body felt aglow in pleasure. Her clit and pussy were throbbing now, sending wave after wave of pleasure down her nerves with each rapid movement of his tongue. Her mind was blank as she felt her vision going grey, only able to see the back of Charlie’s legs and the tile he kneeled on, her gaze locked on a point in space, unable to summon the concentration to even focus or her eyes, let alone move them. As his licking and kissing continued, she could feel her extremities fading away, her entire mind was consumed by the sensations from her slit, brought on by her twin that was lapping her up. She felt herself giggle in excitement, and she found herself unable to stop. It felt strange to feel such a childlike response in such an intimate moment, but she could feel herself becoming overstimulated now, reaching her breaking point of pleasure as his licking began to tickle now. Finally, as the overflow of endorphins led her into hysteria, she had to break him off. She sat herself up and wrenched his head backwards as she felt her legs go limp. He looked up at her with drunken satisfaction as the both took deep, laboured breaths.      He stood up and they wrapped their arms around each other, touching their foreheads together as they each tried to regain a sense of self and composure. She tried to slip herself ofthe counter to stand, but her legs refused to take her weight and she dropped into his arms. He deftly caught her, and laid her down on the ground, following soon after, rolling her on top of him. She laid on him for several minutes, letting her heart slow and the sensation return to her limbs as she listened to his vigorously beating heart slow in step with hers. The last thing to come back to her was her conscious thought. “I wasn’t expecting that till tonight.” She said sleepily, still coming down from her organic high.      “But you were expecting it?”      “Maybe not expecting, but hoping for.” She said with a smile, giving his body a squeeze before pulling up his body for a kiss. As she met his lips, she could taste herself on him, the sticky sweetness enjoyed licking from her fingers on occasion. She kissed him slowly and lovingly, easing her tongue into his mouth and toying with it, savouring the way their tastes melded. She relaxed herself back onto his chest, but not long after he gave her a pat on the back.      “Come on, we’re gonna be late. It wouldn’t look good for us to be late for the first game day.” He said with a hint of dejection, making it clear that he would much rather keep laying there with her.  She huffed in annoyance, but got herself up off the floor, extending her hand down to help pick him up, which he graciously took. She pulled him into one last deep kiss before she leaned down to put her panties back as he went to his room to get his keys. She grabbed her bag and made her way to his car, sitting down in the passenger. As she waited for him, an idea crept into her mind. She hit the garage door opener and slouched into the outside of her seat and propped her legs up on the dash, sliding her skirt up her legs for him to see in the sunrise. Soon enough, his door opened and he sat backwards into the car, not looking at her until his door was closed.      His eyes locked onto her legs but he said nothing as he took in their glow. “If you don’t put those down,” he said without looking from her legs. “We’re never leaving the house.” She smiled to herself, taking pleasure in the control she could exercise over him by flashing her legs. After a moment though, she made an exaggerated show of sweeping them off the dash. He shook his head and keyed the ignition and the car rumbled to life. If the drive was more than ten minutes, she would have found a new way to tease him.      They pulled into the school just a minute before class started, and everyone was already in the classrooms. As they got out, Kelly moved to her brother, wrapping her arms around him in what few would categorize as a familial hug, holding him close before whispering into his ear.      “I love you Charlie.” She whispered into his ear. “If we win tonight, I’ll repay you for this morning.” She said to him with a wink before walking off, not giving him a chance to reply. He smiled to himself as he watched her walk off, enjoying the effortless sway her hips carried, unaware he was being watched.  ~~~~~     Charlie sat in class, taking careful notes on the presentation his teacher gave as he tried to ignore his stomach. His breakfast had been far tastier than usual, though significantly less substantive. Right now they were studying various Orthodox saints and martyrs from different churches. Charlie had always found himself drawn to the historical women of the clergy, no doubt from his mothers bedtime stories about them. He could still remember lying with his sister on the damp dirt floor of a cold, dark, drafty, cellar of a bombed out house as their mother told them about Saint Zlata.      She had been a pious, chaste, gorgeous young woman born into a land occupied by heathens. She was kidnapped for her beauty and abused for her beliefs, as her attackers attempted to convert her, resorting to torture and threats against her clerical sisters. In a desperate attempt to save their own lives, her parents and clergy pleaded with her to give up her Lord and Saviour, but she refused, denouncing them as traitors to God and disowning them, and proclaiming God as her father, Mary as her mother, and the saints as her brothers and sisters. When she would not give in, she was beaten, burned, and flayed alive, but never did she forsake her faith. A few days later he and his sister celebrated their seventh birthday in that broken building, splitting a pastry Annastasia had stolen for them.      It wasn’t a time he liked to think of often, but a time he would never let himself forget. The cold, the dirt, the illness, and the hunger that ran rampant through the camps and caravans that sustained them. There was never despair though, as each and every man and woman that had come to stand up for their liberty and church did so willingly, ready to fight and die, for if they were to die they would die on their feet. Early on in their revolt, a trio of box trucks came into the city square and were opened up to the citizens, free food and medicine for anyone that wished to come and take it, and evacuation for anyone who wished to leave. Nobody took even a single grain of rice. The next morning they awoke to find somebody had snuck into the perimeter set up by the peacekeepers, but instead of taking anything, they left a banner on each truck.  I would rather die than feed from your machine I would rather suffer than grovel at your feet I would rather starve before taking from your hands     The next night, the bombs started to drop, and they would not stop for nearly 12 years. In that time, all Charlie had was his mother and sister. Anna and Greg came and went, as did everyone and everything else. He would never forget his first “real” birthday party in their house. A big cake, fresh fruit, and all the barbequed meat they could eat, and many of the faces that had helped them stay alive.      Charlie was snapped out of his memories by the teacher finishing his presentation and telling people to pair off into groups. Before he could look for any of his team mates to pair up with, Lela sat herself down next to him. “How goes it, Charlie?” She asked him.      “I’m doing fine.” He said, looking around to see if he could get out of this conversation, but everybody else was already getting to work on the project. “I guess it’s you and I on this one.” He said flatly. He was not looking forward to working with Lela for any extended period of time. She had gone after Kelly last weekend, and after her forced apology, she still had a long way to go to make up for that in his mind.      “Looks that way.” She said, smiling at him as she opened their book. “There’s something I want to ask  you though.” She said, lowering her voice.      “Is this really the best time?” He asked with a sigh, slouching back into his desk.      "Well seeing as you can’t just walk off or threaten me, I think so.” She said, barely above a whisper.      “Hey, I never threatened you.” He retorted at the accusation.      “No, but your sister’s attack dog did, and you did nothing to stop it.”      “Because she was right.” he said, a hint of annoyance starting to creep into his voice.      “Is she right about everything?” She asked him with a ton of suspicion to her voice.      “Depends on the subject. She can make a mistake in math or chemistry just like me or you.”      “And what about ethics? Right and wrong, good and evil?” Her voice was nearly playful now, and it was worrying him.      “I’ve no reason to doubt her morals. I’ve not once found a reason to distrust her.” He replied defensively.      “And so you consider how you two were acting on the camping trip to be morally sound?” She whispered to him. “You consider those marks on your neck or that hug in the parking lot this morning to be justified by your ethics?”  Charlie bit his tongue, doing his best to remain calm and not lash out. “Like I said, I had some kind of allergic reaction. She’s my sister and she was giving me a hug, what’s wrong with that?”      “What’s wrong is that is not how siblings hug.”      “Well in case you haven’t noticed, most of the siblings around here are not ordinary siblings. Kelly and I grew up in a warzone, and we had nothing but each other and our mother. You grew up with the protection of the blue hats. The only reason you’re here is because your father was a last minute turncoat.” He said in a scalding voice before getting up. He excused himself from the class to read in the hall. He looked at her as he left the room and could see tears welling up in her eyes as she buried her head in her book. He shut the door behind him with a snap, and probably harder than he meant to. He didn’t know what she knew, nor what she wanted, but he was quickly growing tired of her prying.  ~~~~~~     Charlie stood on the sideline in his pads, hoping and praying for the defense to make a stop. They were down by six points with two fifty  left on the clock. Charlie saw the pitch play coming as the tight end motioned, and thankfully so did their linebacker, who stuffed the half back 2 yards short, forcing a punt. Charlie slammed his helmet on and started jogging out onto the field with the rest of the offense. He called their first play as it was radioed in, a delayed half back draw that would hurry up into a play action slant. The first play worked wonders, but there was some confusion on the routes on the followup, and he was forced to scramble and throw it away, hitting the two minute warning. He went back over to the sideline to talk with the coach as they waited for play to resume.      As soon as he heard the coach's gruff voice, something caught his eye. Kelly was being launched up in the air for a cheer. She had put on a pair of boy shorts to protect her modesty as she went flying up and down, but did nothing to detract from her allure as she was still breathtaking to watch. It wasn’t until his coach gave him a smack upside the head to get his attention that he actually started listening to him. He took the advice in as best he could before taking the field once more. A minute fifty eight left, 70 yards to go, and two timeouts left. This was what he dreamed of, a chance to prove he had what it took.      They picked their way past midfield and down to the 30 yard line over the next 80 seconds, but had to blow one of their timeouts due to personnel mixup. Things were not going smoothly, as on a play that got them to the four was called back by a hold. Now it was third and twenty, he had to go forty yards in forty seconds with only one time out. Charlie took the snap on their next play from the shotgun, but the coverage was good enough he was forced to dump it off to the halfback, who was stopped inbounds after only 4 yards. Now it was fourth down. He looked to the coach and saw him throwing his hand forward, the signal to hurry up to the second play they had called in the huddle. Charle got them to the line and under center, now with only twenty seconds left. He only had a second to read the defense as they set up, but he saw the blitz coming and called it out to his own linemen before giving the signal to the center.      The football snapped into his hand and he started his drop. His first read was no good, and while his second read looked open, before he could even begin to cock his arm to throw, his pocket broke down. He tucked the ball and ducked forward under the sweeping arm of an edge rusher. The blitz had been a stunt, but somebody went into the wrong gap, and left a hole wide open to him. As he started to accelerate forward, he could see a linebacker zeroing in on him. Just before they collided, he planted and spun inside, forcing the backer to overshoot and  miss him. Charlie kept driving forward, seeing the first down marker just within his reach as a safety started boring in on him. He was four steps from the marker, but the safety would meet him there. Without hesitation, Charlie dropped his shoulder and greeted force with force as he tucked the ball against his chest. The safety launched himself forward, throwing everything he had into the hit. Charlie felt the hard pop and heard the hard crack of their pads meeting, and felt his chinstrap pop as his helmet was propelled from his head. He felt himself smashed into the ground as he legs were thrown level with his head, and then above it as he slammed into the grass, unable to do anything to soften the blow.      He wasn’t sure if it was the shock of the hit or the loud crack of the pads, but he couldn’t hear anything. He squeezed his hand to make sure it was still on the football. Thankfully it was, and he sat himself up, motioning to the referee for a timeout. That’s when he saw the look of concern on his teammates faces and realized the hit must have looked worse than it felt. Seeing the clock was stopped, he held out his hand for his receiver to help pick him back up. Once he was standing, he looked out to the stands to see everyone standing in silence, looking at him. On the sideline, he could see Kelly shoving herself forward to be able to see him. She met his eye and he winked at her as he gave a thumbs up to the crowd.      That’s when the cheering started. He had gotten them one last chance at a score. He settled his helmet back on his head to listen to the call, but nothing came. He looked to his coach and could see him talking, but no voice came over the speaker in his helmet. He took his helmet off and jogged over to the sideline to speak in person. By the time he got the call and ran back into the huddle, there was barely any time left on the play clock. He got them lined up and ready to go as fast as he could, but saw a problem. The play wouldn’t work, he would have to make something up on the spot. He looked at the formation of the defense, and called out to his receiver.      “Stanley! Badajoz!” He yelled to his go-to wideout. He saw Stan snap look up field, then turned and nodded.      As the clock ticked to one, he signaled for the snap. He started his drop, and as his back foot hit, he stepped forward into the throw, praying his receiver would be ready. The defensive backs dropped into the exact zones he thought they would as his receiver cut up the seam. His pocket was already collapsing as he started his motion, and he took huge shot from the free rushing linebacker as he released the pass. It flew like a laser over the linebacker just as the receiver turned, leaping into the air as the safeties closed on him. He caught the ball with his body fully extended and began falling backwards towards the end zone as he pinched between the safeties, both throwing their bodies up and into him. He was spun like a top as he came crashing back to earth, but he held onto the ball and collapsed into the endzone. Charlie sat himself up as he saw the official throwing his arms up, signaling a touchdown. The crowd erupted in a cheer. Charlie ran up the field to check on Stan who was still lying still on the ground.      “Shit, I’m sorry to do that to you man, you ok?” He said, standing over his fallen friend.      “Next time get Adrian to run Badajoz.” He said weekly, putting his arm up to be helped to his feet. Charlie gladly took it and pulled his friend up. They turned to the stands and celebrated, throwing their arms up in celebration.     He saw Kelly running toward him and he met her halfway as she lept towards him, throwing her arms around his neck as he spun with her momentum before quickly setting her back down, hoping it looked like nothing more than a celebration between siblings. Having been so close with her before, it just didn’t feel right to hold her while wearing pads. She was beaming up at him, her eyes twinkling in the intense glare of the field lights.      “You were amazing out there!” She said with unrestricted enthusiasm.      “Yea, he was pretty damn good. How did you know that would work?” His coach asked him as he walked up to them.     Charlie thought for a second about what he had seen, taking the time to rationalize out what went through his mind in the handful of seconds he was given at the line. “The mike had been cheating u[pall night when he was blitzing, and dime was showing his leverage too much all night so I knew Stanley would get a clean release.”      “Well I’ll be damned. Alright, we’ll talk more about it on Monday. You go celebrate. This is a good way to start the year, but we’ve got plenty to work on still.” He finished with a clap on Charlie’s back.      They stayed on the field for a while, chatting with their friends and families, with Kelly never leaving his side. Eventually they found their mom, who had driven Kelly to the game. She was chatting with Anna as they approached.      “Ready to go home you two?” She asked, sounding a little tired from all the excitement.      “Nah, not yet.” Kelly told her. “A bunch of us are going out for ice cream in a bit.”      “Yea, I want to take my friends out for giving us such a great show.” Anna said to Katherine.      “Well alright, as long as you keep them safe.” Kathrine replied.      “Always.”      With that, Kathrine hugged her children, wished them a goodnight, and headed for home. Charlie agreed to meet them at the diner after he got a shower in the locker room.  ~~~~~~     Charlie arrived to find his sister and friends sat around a trio of tables that had been pushed together for their group. He sat down across from Kelly, and quickly found her bare foot stroking up and down his leg. Even as they laughed and talked about that night's game and those of yesteryear, Kelly never stopped smiling at him. She even moved her foot farther up his leg, placing the ball of her foot on his crotch, using a little pressure but making gentle rolling motions along the hardening shaft. He pulled himself up to the table and rearranged the table cloth, lest Anna or David see what she was up to.     After about 2 hours, the waiters walked up and asked them a question. “Is there an Annastasia in your party?” There was a bit of nervousness in the young  man’s voice.      “That would be me.” Anna said as she stood. “Is something the matter?”      “There’s a call for you.” He replied, pointing towards the bar. She followed him over. A few moments later she returned, and while she still wore a smile on her face, Charlie could see something had changed in her eyes. She was pretending to be joyful now.      “Well it’s been great being out with you guys again.” She said to the group. “I think it’s about time we start heading home. It’s getting kind of late, and I don’t want anyone’s parents to worry. Charlie, I know I brought Kelly, but you don’t mind taking her home, right?”      “No, not at all.” He answered as the tables rumbled in agreement to call it a night, finishing off their pie and shakes. As they went to leave, Charlie and Kelly were the last to stand, waiting to be at the back of the line so he could put his arm around her waist, but as they got to the door, they found Anna waiting for them. “Kelly, would you mind if I had a few words with your brother?” The twins looked at each other, then back to Anna before nodding in unison.      “Here, take my keys, I’ll meet you in the car.” He said, fishing them out of his pocket. Only once the door shut behind Kelly and the only sound to be heard was that of the bus boy collecting the last dishes of the night did Anna speak once more.      “I trust that you will get her home safely tonight?” She asked him, her tone serious.      “Absolutely, I’ll make sure we stay out of trouble tonight, well, relatively speaking.” He said with a grin.      “Good, but that's not what I asked of you. You’ll keep her safe, even if trouble finds you, right?” She said with an intense look.      Charlie was somewhat taken aback by her look. “What did you hear on the phone call?” he asked her, his eyes narrowing.      “It’s probably nothing, but I need to check on a few things, and you need to make sure she’s safe. Now, promise me.”      “She’s my sister, of course I’ll take care of her.”      “I said promise it to me, swear it to me.” She said, holding that intense look on him.      Charlie furrowed his brow at first, but then relaxed it and  nodded somberly. “I could never forgive myself if something happened to her under my watch. By the blood of my Father, her life goes before mine, you have my word.”      Instantly her expression relaxed and she smiled at him. “Good, now go enjoy the rest of your night.  I’m sure nothing will happen, but I wanted to make sure I knew where you stood on the matter.”      Charlie thanked her for dinner and gave her a hug goodnight before heading out to his car. He was surprised to see it already running with Kelly behind the wheel. He walked up to the driver’s side window and stuck his head in to talk to her. “And what do you think you’re doing?”      “It’s a surprise, now get in.” She said, patting the seat she normally took. He did as she said, walking around the front of the car and getting in. “Now, close your eyes and keep them closed. It’s supposed to be a surprise, remember.”      He hesitated for a second, having just sworn to protect Kelly with his life, but now being asked to close his eyes for an indeterminate amount of time, but Anna had said nothing would happen, so he played along. “Sure, on one condition.” He said, to her with a smile.      “Name it.” She said as she pulled onto the main street, not one to back down. Charlie didn’t bother with words, he simply reached his hand across the car and placed it between her thighs, grasping them as he closed his eyes. He heard her gasp in surprise before moving it further up her leg before gunning the car, the heavy V8 roaring to life as it surged with power from the supercharger, causing the whole car to hum with power. Charlie had his eyes closed, but he could feel the car hitting the older, uneven, and winding roads of the hills on the edge of town.He could hear them slow and hit gravel, and not long after that, she brought them to a stop.     “Okay, open your eyes.” She said quietly. He did, blinking a few times to readjust his eyes.      She had driven them up one of the tall hills that sat high over their city, to a break in the treeline that let them look out over much of their hometown. Huge swaths of the city sat enshrouded by darkness, with little pin pricks of light could be seen in the inky night like fireflies. There was not a cloud in the sky, with the full moon holding high in the heavens, surrounded by innumerable silver stars that glistened like dew against the cosmos. The still waters of the Mediterranean could be seen reflecting Luna’s light, broken up only by a single ship sliding over the glassy surface of the water. They sat in silence for a time, taking in the natural beauty of the land and the cosmos until Charlie felt his twin sister’s thigh start to squeeze his hand again. He looked over to find her staring not at the stars, but at him. A playful smile sat on her luscious, black painted lips, her blue eyes glinting in the starlight as she looked at him with love and desire.  He leaned into her, caressing her jaw with his hand and pulling her into a kiss as she mirrored his motions. They started slowly, gently kissing one another with a great deal of intimacy, with no rush or hurry. Gradually, their pace and intensity grew as their hands moved across one another’s bodies, his hand finding its way to thighs as her’s moved to his crotch, rubbing against his hardening cock. Moans and gasps escaped each of their lips as their tongues played against each other, flicking and sliding past their lips.      As they broke their kiss for a moment to catch their breath, Charlie could see the desire in her eyes, the lust and love for him that burned within her. He kissed her once more before speaking. “You know, I’ve loved you for all these years, but even now, being able to do this.” He kissed her again, deeply, while giving her leg a squeeze. “It hardly seems real.” He heard her giggle before kissing him back. She took her hand from her thighs and slipped it under her shirt, sliding his rough fingers over the smooth, creamy skin of her breast. He felt his fingers slip over her hard nipple, making her draw a sharp breath as they held their eyes locked with one another.      “Do these seem real to you?” She asked him with a smile.      Charlie grinned, it just now dawning on him he had skipped second base and got straight to third. He gave her breast a light groping, unsure of just how much pressure would feel good, but judging by the way she closed her eyes and bit her lip, it wasn’t too much. He squeezed a little harder now, feeling his fingers sink into the breast tissue as he leaned to kiss her once more. He heard, but more enticing to him, he could feel her subtle moans and gasps as his fingers found their confidence, the breath sharply beating from her nose, the tremble of her lip, the way she pressed her chest into his hand, emboldening him. He settled her nipple between two fingers, pinching it as he squeezed her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers he did so. She gasped as he did so, breaking their his and clasping his hand with hers. He instantly stopped and released his grasp, but she held his hand in place as he went to remove it from her shirt.      “Did I-” he started to ask in a concerned tone.      “No, you didn’t hurt me.” She said as reassuringly as she could muster as she caught her breath. “They’re just very...”      This time he cut her off. “Sensitive?” He asked with a smile as he ran his thumb over her tit.      She closed her eyes and let out a light breath as she bit her lip. “Yea, that's the word. Just be gentle with them, okay?”      “You have my word.” He said with absolutely sincerity. “Now, lean your chair back.” They both pulled back from each other and grabbed the lever to adjust their chairs, slewing them backwards by thirty degrees. Charlie quickly rolled himself back over to her. It was a slightly awkward angle, having to prop himself up with his arm as he positioned himself over her. As he moved in to kiss her, she put a finger up to stop him. Slowly, teasingly she slid her fingers under the hem of the cheerleader crop top she still wore, pulling it up her body, taking her breasts with it until they slipped from it’s hold. As she pulled the shirt over her head, she found Charlie staring at her, his eyes slowly moving up and down the flesh now laid bare to his gaze with an eager, but warm, smile.       To Charlie, his sister was positively glowing in the moonlight, her tiny pink nippes that adorned her modest breasts, her pale skin stretched over her ribs, pulled taut over her tummy, and glistening in Luna’s light as her arms were held over her head. Propping himself up once more with his arm, he leaned over her and gently kissed her lips as he placed his free hand on her breast. Moving quickly to her cheek and down her neck, laying light, tentative kisses down her warm body, massaging her breast and feeling the goosebumps on her skin as she shivered at his touch. As his lips moved down her clavicle and to her sternum, his hand slipped to her ribs and gently trailed down them, slipping over her hips and down to her thighs. His mouth moved outward,  tracking in towards her areola as he used his fingers tips to trace up and down the inside of her thigh, but not to her pussy. He wanted to see how long it would take her desire to overwhelm her and make her put his hand where she wanted it. His lips moved to her nipple, kissing it tenderly, making light flicks and gentle circles with his tongue, all while he could feel her hand tensing and clawing at his shirt. He went to move to her ribs, but she quickly placed her hand at the back of his head, holding him to her breast. He grinned to himself, knowing she had to be close to her breaking point. He latched onto her nipple now and sucked at it lightly, imitating what she had done to his neck. She let out a gasping curse as she spasmed under him, her nails once more pinching into the back of his head as she held him in place. As soon as he brought his tongue back  into motion, quickly twirling it all around her areola, she broke, grabbing his hand and pulling it straight to her pussy, slipping it right past her panties.          She was already incredibly wet, and he felt his fingers instantly become sticky with her nectar. He made a few cursory motions over her labia before slipping a finger between her lips. He was met by another spasm of her body and further vulgarities on her lips as she egged him on. He could feel her walls quite clearly now, the light bumps he had felt with his tongue, but also the consistent ridging of her love tunnel. He explored it slowly, rolling his finger about the entrance before delving deeper and slipping in his ring finger. He curled his fingers inward, palpating like a phlebotomist in search of a vein, until he found what he was looking for. A small bundle of nerves that bounced back against his fingers as they brushed against it, and while he was quite confident in his anatomical knowledge, her reaction made it quite clear he was in the right spot. She convulsed from head to toe, her grip on him tightening as she was enveloped in pleasure. He began rubbing against her clit with the palm of his hand, and while it lacked the heat or delicacy of his mouth that her love button had been treated to that morning, he made due by combining it with the come hither motion his fingers made. Within minutes her moans and breathing had reached a fever pitch as her twitches and thrashing became more erratic. Suddenly, he felt his head pulled back and shoved lower, down to her flexing ribs.      “Bite me Charlie, bite me hard, right fucking now!” She cried out as her hips began rocking hard into his fingers. Though caught off guard by her command, he was not one to disobey his sister’s demands. He dove back to her skin, enveloping as much of his as he could with his mouth before clamping down and drawing it between his teeth. A large tract of the thin skin that covered her ribs now sat between his teeth. He could feel it pinch and pull against his jaw and under his tongue as it tried to move as a single sheet, each minute movement she made pulling it in a new direction. From her laboured breathing to twitches of pleasure, and perhaps now a bit of pain, her flesh was held in place between his teeth as her orgasm crashed into her. She soon let out a long whine that tapered into silence as her entire body went stiff, then shuddered, and he could feel her pussy clamping down on his fingers, not stopping their movement, but restricting them. As she fell back against the chair, her orgasm coming to an end, he slowly removed his fingers from her slit and released her from his mouth. Even in the pale moon light, he could see the mark that would be left starting to form. Two half circles of deep set indentations in her skin that were quickly turning ping. In each half circle sat two points that were turning red from the abrasion his canines had left. He ran his tongue over them, having never noticed that they shared not just their eye, skin, and hair colour, but their fangs as well. He carefully kissed her bite marks, and heard her let out a coo in response.      “Sorry if that was a bit too hard.” He said, watching the skin darken before his very eyes.      “Did I tell you to stop?” She asked in a jovial manner.      “No.”      “Then it wasn’t too hard.” She said, pulling his head up to give him a kiss. He returned it, but soon felt his arm starting to cramp from the strange way he had to hold himself over her, and he rolled back to his seat. Kelly took his hand and they sat for a time, each catching their breath. “Dear brother, there’s a problem.” She said as she sat up to look at him. “I told you this morning I would pay you back.” She moved her hand to his crotch, slipping it under the waistband of his shorts and laying her fingers of his erection, caressing it. “Yet here you sit, unfulfilled and unsatisfied.” She said with mock sorrow, drawing her fingers along his shaft at a dreadfully slow pace.      Charlie’s concern when she said there was a problem had vanished, as he laid back and looked up at his beautiful sister, her dark bangs perfectly framing her face in the moonlight, her “cold” eyes looking down at him with love, filling him with the warmth of the many fires they had huddled around together as children. “Don’t worry, making you feel that good is plenty satisfying and fulfilling to me.” He said as he felt his cock twitch in her grasp.      “Then I’m afraid you don’t know the meanings of those words.” She replied, kissing him on the lips as she lightly stroked him. Their lips danced against each other as she slowly toyed with him. She pulled the band of his shorts down, releasing his cock and freeing up the movement of her hand along it. Her fingers were stopped just shy of wrapping fully around it as she started to stoke up and down his length, feeling the skin shift and pull with her movements. She used the same grip as she had in the tent, but a much slower pace, pausing between each stroke. Her kissing was the same, slow and teasing because this was just the appetizer. She gave him one last, long kiss, pressing her tongue deep before biting his lip as she withdrew. He looked down to see what she was doing as she pulled away, and watched as her head descended towards his crotch. He could feel her warm breaths against the head of his cock as her hand held the base of the shaft, stroking it slowly. He reached his hand over to cup her ass as she leaned over the center console before sitting back and closing his eyes.      Kelly had crawled up the driver’s seat with her knees now resting on the chair as she laid over the gap between their seats. She was usually annoyed at how far forward the gear stick sat, but now she was grateful it was far out of her way. She curled herself over her brother’s lap, laying her upper body onto him as she centered herself with his groin. His hard cock was right in her face now. She could feel the warmth it radiated, the life it was hummed with, the vital essence with which it pulsed, and the lust with which it throbbed. The want and desire on display for her, brought on by her, and could only be relieved by her. She kissed the head of his prick, feeling it twitch as he drew a sharp breath. She held his cock in place, kissing it on the head once more, feeling the dark, slightly spongy tip give way to her lips. She kissed it again, this time parting her lips and enveloping part of his head and licking across it. A slightly sweet, somewhat salty, and largely mysterious taste spread over her tongue. She kissed it once more, licking over the head of his cock with curiosity now as she tried to decipher the taste on her tongue and the aroma that had begun to fill her nose. She began to kiss down the length of the shaft, letting her wet, full lips spread over the shaft, leaving a wet trail of kisses and faint black smudges. As she reached the base, her cheek pressing into his short timed pubes, she found his scent had grown much more intense and was clouding her mind. A full, heady smell that filled her nose and head, a primal emanation that she knew on instinct came from only one thing: sex, both the lead up to and aftermath of. It was intoxicating.     She pressed her tongue against the shaft, laying a long, slow lick up his cock, leaving a fresh, shiny trail of her spit in its wake. She drew more saliva into her mouth and repeated the action, laying another long lick up his shaft, and leaving another line of drool behind. She ran her hand up and down his shaft, coating it with the lubricant she had provided. She could feel it squishing between her fingers, and she held back a small laugh at the wet sound it made, especially as they slipped over his glans. She heard him groan and felt him rock his hips into her, his cock thrusting in sync with her slow stroking.      At last, when she felt he could grow no harder, no more sensitive, she returned her lips to his cock. This time, she parted them as she moved her head over the top of his cock, allowing the tip to slide past her eager lips. She heard his breath hitch and felt his hand squeeze her ass hard as her lips slide past the ridge of his helmet. She swirled her tongue around the tip, exploring every little ridge and line of it. She had never felt, or tasted, anything like it before. Hard, hot, and twitching with anticipation, yet pliant and delicate for her tongue to manipulate it as it flicked over a little band of tissue on the bottom of the shaft. She felt his breath return, trembling along with the rest of him as she played with him. She pulled her head back as she sucked on the tip, releasing it from her lips with a light pop. She watched it quiver before her for a second before returning to it, slipping her lips over the head once more and pushing herself down. It filled her mouth quite snugly, she could feel it sliding against the inside of her cheeks even before she started sucking at it. She tried to push deeper, but felt herself cough reflexively. She tried once more, and then again, but each time she coughed and had to pull back. She felt a pang of frustration fill her, unable to make her body do what she wanted for her brother. She dove down once more as far as she could and locked her lips with his shaft, turning and rolling her lips as deep as she could before she pulled back for a moment to recenter her mind. She took her time to recover once she removed herself, looking at the dark ring her lip stick had left on his cock, just shy of halfway down his shaft. She would need a lot of practice so she could do better by her dear brother next time. She watched his cock throb and twitch in front of her, she could hear him breathing hard as he took advantage of the reprieve she gave him to catch his breath and let himself back off the edge of orgasming.      Seeing how much of an effect her mouth was having on him already, she gave herself some credit, that even if she wasn’t entirely satisfied with her work, he clearly was. She took him back into her mouth, once more working her tongue all around his head, moving from slow circles around the whole head to flicking quickly over his frenulum. She got her hands into the action next as she found her rhythm, with one hand stroking up and down his spit slick shaft, while the other moved to his balls. She gently slipped her manicured fingers under the baggy skin, cupping them and squeezing lightly, pinching the loose skin of his sack and rolling his balls between her fingers. She felt his legs tense, the muscles straining like steel cables under load. Next she felt him quiver as he cock became even harder and began to throb. She pulled her lips back until they enveloped just the tip, keeping her tongue and hands fast at work as his orgasm started and his cum began to flow. She could feel it coming, and she worked her lips and hands in sync with his cock’s tremors, licking the tip like a lolly pop now as she waited for his release. She did not have to wait long, soon his cum began to flow. Less explosive than last time, but still the thick ropes of it were launched from the tip and onto her waiting tongue. She did her best to lap up his thick load, savouring the musky, salty, and slightly bitter taste it held. It was strange, but far from unpleasant. It didn’t take long for his orgasm to peter out, the tension falling from his body in an instant as he collapsed back in his chair in exhaustion, not even having the strength to keep his hand on her ass.      Bringing her hands to a stop, she slowly and carefully removed her lips from his cock, keeping them sealed as she did so. She sat up and turned to face him, her cheeks slightly bulged. She made a very exaggerated show of sweeping her tongue from side to side, before audibly swallowing, then opening her mouth and sticking her tongue out wide. She pulled it back in and smiled at him. “Thank you Charlie.” She said, sitting back on her side of the car and draping her legs over him.      Looking up at her, he could see the back of her throat and full width of her tongue, shimmering with spit in the moonlight. He couldn’t think of anything clever to say to her at that moment, so he just smiled up at her. As she leaned back against her door, he laid himself along her legs, placing  his head into her lap, hugging her legs. Kelly laid slouched back, resting her head against the glass as she slowly ran her fingers through his short blonde hair. After a few minutes, she realized just how strong his taste was, and how long it was lingering on her tongue. She didn’t mind it, but he might, and if she wanted to kiss him, it might be good to mask that. “Hey C, do you have a mint or some gum in here?”      She heard him laugh before he replied. “No, but I’ve got something that will do what you’re asking for. You have to promise not to tell mom though, or anyone else for that matter.”  “I promise.” She said teasingly.      He sat up and popped open the glove compartment, and pulled out two items. She saw a glint of silver in the moonlight, and a small black package with a yellow band at the bottom in the other. “Smoke ‘em if you gottem, right?” He asked with a smile. She laughed and rolled her eyes before opening the door and getting out. He followed suit and they sat together on the hood of his car, looking out over their city and the water. She took a drag from letting the rich flavour fill her lungs and holding it, enjoying the warmth that flowed from it. She felt her eyelids getting heavy and snuggled closer to her brother, resting her head on his shoulder. She felt his cheek come to rest on her head as he took a deep breath of the cool, fresh evening air after taking a drag from his own cigarette.  Kelly felt herself jerk awake as her brother shifted and stood up. She wasn’t sure how long she had been asleep, but her cigarette had burned out. Charlie was now standing in front of the car, his head tilted to the side and his eyes closed, turning back and forth, listening for something. She shook her head to try to clear the drowsiness and looked back to him, his eyes now open and intense as he looked at her. “Get in the car, we have to go.” He ordered, moving to the driver’s side door.      “Charlie what is it? I don’t hear any-” She stopped mid sentence, now hearing it too. A series of dull, echoing thumps carried over the top of the mountain they were parked on. It was soon followed by another, the another, and many more after. Next came the whistling. It was hard to count, she made it well over two dozen before Charlie yelled at her again.      “Kelly Marie Trastamara Tyrannis, get in the car!” He roared, but as he did so, the rounds began to strike their city. Some of the explosions were simple black clouds of debris thrown skyward, hard to make out in the dimmed cityscape, but soon the shells hit paydirt. Several huge fireballs erupted into the sky as what he suspected were gas stations or ammo dumps were hit, with numerous secondary explosions tearing through the city. What few lights had been on winked out, but soon the emergency generators spun up and the lighting to the city kicked on and the streets came to life, the dull orange glow of the halogens slowly revealing the spindling webs of the ancient city streets. Soon they too were cut off though, as many more explosions sundered the city, the cacophonous booms shattered glass and blew water mains. From what he could tell, the suburbs didn’t seem hit too hard yet, but downtown  and the dockyards were under a withering battery.      They stood in petrified silence at the edge of the ridge, looking down at their burning town, their historical city of saints and heroes, now engulfed in flames. For nearly twenty minutes, the shells continued to scream in over their heads, raining fire and death on the homes of their friends and families, their brothers and sisters in blood and faith. The fires now burned hotly over the city, giving off a sickening glow like a false sun, and in that light he could see some of the shells now bursting in the air, showing the population centers in thin little burning streamers. While they may have looked almost harmless, pretty even, they were anything but. Hundreds, probably thousands of clumps of white phosphorus were now falling on the populous. Raining fire and smoke on mothers and children. Despite the intensity of the barrage, as suddenly as it had started, the shelling stopped, and they were left to take in the horror.      Soon, they could hear sirens wailing and see fire engines and ambulances rolling into action, but they were not going to be enough. They could have had triple their number, and it would not be anywhere close to enough. Charlie finally tore his eyes from the fires and carnage that had ripped through his town to check on his sister. Her face was tense; her jaw locked and lips tight, barely holding back her fury. Her icy eyes brimming with anger. Another explosion gutted a section of the city, sending a ball of fire hundreds of feet into the air and launching trails of burning wreckage and munitions skyward. He said her name, but it was clear she could not hear him. He gently set his hand on her shoulder, and her head snapped to him, the wroth still burning in her eyes as she looked. “Come on Kelly, we should go. Mom is gonna be worried sick about us.” He said calmly. He saw her eyes dart over him before looking back to the fires. She turned back to him and let her head drop. Seeing this, he moved in and hugged her. Not romantically, not friendly, but as her brother and her best friend. He held her close, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and caressing the back of her head as she buried it into his chest. She didn’t cry, she didn’t sob, she just held onto him, taking heavy, slow breaths for nearly a minute before stepping back from him.      “Thank you, Charlie.” She said quietly. He could see how much she was hurting right now, if she didn’t want to let it out. “Alright, let’s go home and find mom.” He nodded, and they each headed back to his car. As he went to key the ignition, she put her hand out and stopped him. He turned to look at her, but she was staring back at the blazing city. They sat in silence for another moment before she spoke, her eyes not leaving the fires. “They’re going to pay for this, Charlie. They’re going to pay in blood.” She said with a chill, even tone. It was no longer fury and rage that filled her veins, nor his, but the thirst for justice that drove each of them. He watched the burning wreckage and munitions still falling from the sky in the reflection of her eyes, and in that moment, seeing the blinding light of the fire beaming from her eyes, he knew she would see vengeance.

Chapter 1 - Jinx vs. Harley Quinn

Harley Quinn http://imageserver.moviepilot.com/mark-reviews-batman-assault-on-arkham-95b43697-9efe-4373-a795-3... https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/8e/cf/3f/8ecf3f728040414bad0d71f362833083.jpg https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/d7/0d/55/d70d55c5159c71b1f502ce42c51abbcb.jpg https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/b2/5f/16/b25f16da9c2659c97e905034bc12bfe9.jpg http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/Owler/256607/You-Make-Me-Thorny Jinx http://www.gameguyz.com/sites/default/files/pictures_images/31.10.2013/1383202552_0.jpg http://images6.fanpop.com/image/photos/37400000/Jinx-league-of-legends-37464251-500-281.jpg?14217... http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/HKid/269887/Lots-of-Belts http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/artofcarmen/233590/Little-Bit-of-Panic Jinx fires a rocket into a bank, blowing out glass onto the street."That'll pop your cherry hahaha." She made her way into the bank. A small boy was curled up on the ground shaking. "Hey kid watch this!" She takes her Pow pow and sprays bullets across the bank tellers. "See kid, I'm like Santa clause, I give the gift of bullets! hahaa" "Hmm, how to open the vault?" she strokes her chin in thought."Oh i know, MORE BOOM!" She takes out Fishbones and shoots at the vault door, explosions ring out but the door stands firm."Huh, no dice, I'll..." Harley leans against her hammer in the bank lobby, rubble and shattered glass all around her. "No dice? No Yahtzee? Where's the fun in that?Hehe" Jinx turned around, "This, is my vault, you old hag. So back off, or eat bullets!" She brings up Pow pow and sprays some bullets at Harley. She does backwards cartwheels and gets behind a marble pillar."Old hag? I doubt you've even had your first period, sweet cheeks." Harley lit a few sticks of dynamite and tossed them toward Jinx. She leaped behind the teller wall as the dynamite blew. " HA! that all you got?" She popped out to fire a rocket at Harley but she had bridged the gap and all Jinx could see was Harley's smiling face before her hammer knocked her out. After a while Jinx started to wake, her vision was blurred and she could barely open her eyes. Her hands were tied behind her back. She struggled against them as Harley laughed. "Hahaha, time to play!" Harley had one of Fishbones rockets in her hand."You think it'll fit?" She pressed the tip into Jinx's pussy, it was tight and resisted it but she kept pushing it in. Harley spit on the rocket as she forced it in more. Jinx winsed as it went deeper, then smiled back at Harley, "If your gonna fuck me, go faster!" Harley : " Oooh don't mind if i do!" Harley thrust the rocket faster " hahaha, it's almost all the way in!" Jinx moaned as she bit her lip, the rocket making a slight bulge on her stomach as Harley thrust it into her faster and faster. "Common, you can do better!" Harley put a finger to her cheek " You think so huh? hmm, roll over onto your hands and knees and I'll give you a big surprise!" Harley giggled to herself as she stuck bullets and dynamite into Jinx's ass."Geez kid you sure can fit a lot in there. hehehe" Jinx's face was pressed against the ground, bullets and dynamite sticking out her ass. She moaned and gasped as Harley fucked her with the rocket. Her pussy was dripping as Harley spit on her ass. Jinx's toes curled as she could feel her climax rising " mmm yes just a little more..." Harley stopped, "Oh, sorry sweet cheeks my arms spent, maybe we can finish up next time." Jinx slumped to the floor," If your not gonna finish it, I will." She grabbed a piece of glass from the floor and cut her bonds. She Pulled the rocket out of her pussy and rammed it into Harley's mouth. Jinx held onto her hat as Harley gagged on the rocket. Harley kneed Jinx in the ribs as she winced in pain. Jinx let go of the hat and pulled out her zapper. She fired, blue lightning shot out the end and shot off Harley. She dropped to the ground twitching, the rocket still in her mouth as she drooled. Jinx started rubbing her clit, " I think, it's time for a little pay back, with extra interest! Hmhm!" Her clit grew into a 7" cock that took on the appearance of her Rocket launcher Fishbones. Harley's eyes widened. The zapper had stunned her body, she couldn't even spit the rocket out her mouth. Jinx ripped off the cloth around Harley's crotch. "Fully loaded and ready to launch!" She stuck her cock into Harley, wasting no time ramming it all in. Harley sputtered at the mouth, gaging a little on the rocket." Alright alright, I'll be gentle, NOT! hahaha" Dynamite and bullets still jostled around in Jinx's ass as she thrust into Harley. Harley managed to turn her head and spit the rocket out. Drool ran from her mouth to the tip of the rocket, gleaning with a brilliant shine. Her eye makeup was running down her face, she couldn't help but enjoy the warmth of Jinx's cock sliding into her. Harley's boobs bounced violently as Jinx kept ramping up her speed thrusting faster and faster with a malicious grin on her face. Harley bit her lip as the cock rammed into her," Mph,mm ,mmm, holy fuck sweet cheeks, keep it up, I want your cum inside me!" Jinx laughed maniacally " You got it! Time to load the barrel!" Jinx's cum filled Harley, spilling out of her as Jinx continued to thrust. " Yes, YEs, YES!More, MOre, MORE!" Cum was splattering all over Jinx and Harley,"Fuck sweet cheeks keep it up, I'm gonna come again, ohn, ohm, huu, aah!" Jinx's face strained as she kept thrusting, "ah fuck, I'm outta ammo." Harley raised an eyebrow, "Well bring it here and I'll make sure it's empty." Jinx smiled and pulled her dick out of Harley. Cum sputtered and dripped out of her pussy. "Have a taste of this!" She thrust her cock into Harley's mouth as she lay on the floor. Harley was able to move a little bit now and stuck her fingers into Jinx's pussy, Thrusting her fingers in the wet pussy before she got her whole hand in. "Oh fuck yes, time to finish what you started, fuck'n A!" Harley sputtered at the mouth as jinx's cock rammed into her, her fist ramming into Jinx as deep and fast as she could muster. Jinx looked to the sky with that crazy smile,"Yes, YEs, YES, FUUUUCK!" Jinx came again into Harley's mouth and squirted out her pussy, gushing on Harley's arm. her eyes went wide as cum spurted out of her mouth and down her throat. She gulped down the cum as Jinx slumped against a wall. Harley looked over to her and smiled, "Yahtzee." Sirens could be heard in the distance as the two were panting. Jinx lifted her head, seeming a little tired, " We'll have to play again sometime." She grabbed her guns and started off towards the front entrance, a couple of bullets falling out as she walked. Harley sat up in a slurred daze, cum still dripping all over, "Hmhmhm, Any day of the week sweet cheeks."

Chapter 0 - Bungaloo

Bungaloo, Drawn by ArbuzBudesh. I edited the egg tentacle. -  http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/Abatos/320560/Bungaloo  Original -  http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/ArbuzBudesh/320453/More-stream-requests The Bungaloo is a small mammal that lives near a swampy area of an alien planet, that turns into a snowy tundra during the winter. Its about the size of a pig, and has thick white fur, and stubby elephant like feet. It has very large rounded ears that drag along the ground, they are used like paddles when swimming through the swamp. The Bungaloo has no eyes but has 6 nostrils, (3 long by 2 wide), when open people have mistaken them for large round black eyes. The nostrils will close when going under water and look like wavy S's. It's mouth is very large and stretches across the whole face. It uses it's large mouth to suck in water along with small swamp critters and algae like substances. It then drains out the water through it's whale like bristly teeth and swallow what's left. The most important thing to know about the Bungaloo is that it has 3 tentacle like peens where you think a tail would go. One of them is actually an egg laying tentacle, it is also the largest of the three and hold between 15-25 eggs during the summer. As you may have guest the Bungaloo is a hermaphrodite, however it has no whom. In order to breed it needs to find a suitable host, preferably a human female as it admires the sounds they make. The mating ritual of the Bungaloo is rather complex. It often looks for woman at night as they sleep and will use it's 2 tentacles to ejaculate sperm into the mouth and pussy. The Bungaloo can have as much as 1 gallon of sperm for each tentacle and the sperm does 3 things, when consumed it provides protein and contains psychedelic chemicals that make the female very horny and alters the brain so that the female will care for the offspring until birth. The sperm also creates a coating inside the whom that prevents the hosts eggs from being released and also provides the genetic material to fertilize the eggs. After the female is filled with the sperm the 3rd tentacle will fill the host with eggs. This is "the most pleasurable experience ever" as stated by over 200 females surveyed. The Bungaloo will protect and feed the host for around 7 days until the eggs are ready to be birthed. After birth the newborns will go into the swamp to feed. They will be hairless until adolescence and instead of tentacles they will have a large beaver like tail to help propel them through the water until their ears become more developed. The Bungaloo may impregnate the female several more times depending on the circumstances. Although it is advised that female humans stay away from Bungaloo's, every year women will show up to try and see if the rumors are true about the pleasurable Bungaloo and may find that they no longer have any other desire then to be with their Bungaloo mate.

Chapter 5 - Call to Arms

Longtime no update indeed. This whole story has kind of taken off in my mind outside of what I've posted here, and it took a long time to decide if this chapter was something I wanted to upload considering how non-erotic and different it is from previous chapters, but I figured I had already written some 25 pages in the document, I might as well share it. The intimate section is marked by the line breaks,  Charlie’s Charger slowly rumbled down the hill as he drove with the lights off. Their city had just been shelled and firebombed, and there was no telling what else might be in store for this night, so he wasn’t taking any chances. Not that the lights were needed in the first place, there was enough firelight to see well enough ahead as long as he stayed slow. As they made it down from the hills and into the city outskirts, they saw people. Some were standing, staring up in terror into the flames that licked up walls of the Cathedral that dominated the skyline. Many ran from the inferno, desperate to flee the heat, but a few followed Charlie’s example and headed towards the blazes, rags and shirts tied over their faces to abate the smoke. They soon found the road they were on blocked off by a semi truck with a trailer. They got out into the sweltering heat and choking smoke, covering their mouths and noses as best they could. They were met with an awful smell. As everything around them burned, it filled the air with the acrid odor of a chemical fire and burning rubber. Under it all he could smell burning meat too. He felt his stomach turn as he held back a gag.   He felt a hot piece of ash fall on his hand and burned him, and he could see thousands more of the little  motes of fire falling from the now white and gray smoke screen that cut their vision to almost nothing. He looked over at his sister and her short skirt and total lack of sleeves, and pulled a hoodie from the back seat and a few bottles of water. “I know it’s going to be hot, but I don’t want you to get burned.” He said, handing her the jacket. She nodded and pulled it over her head, putting it on backwards so she could hold the hood over her nose. If it had not been for the destruction around them, he probably would have appreciated how cute she looked in his hoodie, and the way it dropped down past the hem of her skirt.  As he looked back to the blocked street, they could see it had been blocked off on purpose. The trees and houses around them were still burning, now bare of leaves and walls respectively, empty frames blazing into the night. As they made their way around the hot metal of the trailer truck that had been parked as a barricade and flicking flames of it’s burning tires, they found more cars piled up much less purposefully. They had  crashed into each other in an attempt to flee in inferno, some tipped onto their sides, most still burning. Some had clearly exploded, or been hit by the artillery rounds, their paneling peeling outward from the concussion, their frames bent and sheared. Craters and rubble from the rounds that struck the pavement, making them take each step more carefully than the last. What horrified them far more though were the bodies. Growing up in war, these were far from the first corpses he had seen, but never had he seen so many. They littered the road, blackened and burned. The intense heat of the phosphorus having melted clothing into their boiling flesh as their lungs were turned to charcoal from the heat and smoke. Some were still in their cars, but most had fallen in the street, attempting to escape on foot. The carnage and terror stretched as far as he could see into the smoke, with bodies piled upon each other in the street. The corpses of children covered by their parents. A final act to save them. There were hundreds of them stretching out before him, their empty eyes and blacked sockets staring back at him vacantly, their limbs contorted as they died ablaze in white hot flame. He heard the scraping of metal ahead of him, and he moved forward to find the source, taking great care to not disturb any of the dead that surrounded him. As he moved up between the broken cars and corpses, he found a man laying on the ground, barely alive. The flesh on his legs had been burned beyond use, now laying twisted and blackened behind him. All the hair had been burned from his body and his clothing fused with his back. Half of his face was gone, and the other half was raw and bleeding, his one eye cloudy and bloodshot. He was using his arms to pull himself forward, the tips of his fingers having sloughed off as the raw bone clawed at the melted asphalt.  Charlie knew there was nothing that could be done for the man, but he knew he still had to do something. He moved to kneel before the man, but found the ground too hot to put his knee on, dropping into a squat instead. The man didn't seem to acknowledge him. He didn’t know what to do or say, so he just placed a hand on the man’s shoulder. “Where are you going?” Charlie asked, feeling his throat sting as he spoke. The man tried to pull himself forward once more, his fingertips cracking on the ground but gaining no purchase. He simply pointed forward before trying to pull himself forward once more. He tried to speak, but with his throat half burned away, his lips charred and immobile, and his tongue shriveled and numb, little more than a faint gasp could be heard.  Charlie looked over his shoulder and saw a trio of burned and mangled bodies laying against a car. It was a mother holding her children. She had died trying to shield him from the flame, her arms around them and back over them, doing everything she could to protect her children. Charlie looked back and up to Kelly who was staring down at the man in shock, her now bloodshot eyes twitching in agitation against the smoke and ash. “Help me move him.” He said, gesturing to the bodies. She didn’t react to him, her gaze in the middle distance. He put his hand on her shoulder as he spoke her name. “Kelly, help me.”  Her eyes snapped to him, to the family, then moved slowly back to the dying man before she nodded. They each place an arm under his shoulder and elbow, not daring to grab any lower for fear that what was left of his body might crack and drop from their hands. Intead, their fingers sank into the burned flesh and right down to the bone, coating their hands in blood as the tenuously connected skin and muscle slipped away. He let out what sounded like a sigh, but was more likely a scream as they pulled him forward, turning him and placing him with his family. After a moment, he realized what they had done, and he feebly picked his head up, his one eye landing on Charlie’s face, but unable to focus on him. He slowly held a hand out and Charlie took it, the burned, melted flesh and bare bone sliding in Charlie’s grasp. Kelly had placed his other arm on his wife’s back, watching as his fingers slowly contracted along her exposed, burned ribs, the closest thing he could get to holding her one last time. He turned his head to each of them, his sight now totally gone as he moved his mouth, but no sound came. Even with his burns, it wasn’t hard to make out that he had tried to thank them.  He held on for about a minute longer, running his broken fingers against his wife’s nearly skeletal remains. His grasp grew weak and his head bobbed, his strength fading quickly, until at last, his hand went limp in Charlie’s and his head dropped back down. He was gone. Charlie closed his eyes and said a prayer for the man before placing his hand back down and standing up next to his sister. He felt her hand slowly slip into his as they stood in silence, their sense of time warped by what they had seen. With the sun down, but the sky alight with fire, and the wail dull wail of sirens in the distance, it could have been 3 minutes or 3 hours. It was not until Charlie heard footsteps behind crunching through the broken glass and twisted metal that he was snapped out of his gaze. He turned to see a number of emergency personnel in firefighting gear and the flashing lights of ambulances and fire engines past them. That’s when he felt his throat and lungs burning, his eyes stinging, and just how overheated his entire body felt. He felt Kelly tug at his hand and found she had already taken a step towards the barrier they had parked in front of. They slowly walked past the barrier, the firemen moving past them in a futile attempt to subdue the blazes.  They returned to his Charger and sat on the hood, waiting in silence for a moment. Charlie cracked open one of the waters he brought and handed to his sister. He poured most of a bottle over his hands, rinsing the soot and blood from his hands before taking a sip from the bottle. As the warm water hit his stomach, he felt it churn and flip. He fell forward from the car before retching and puking, unable to keep down even a sip of water. As the shock began to wear off,  the smell of the burning wood and rubber burned his nose and lungs, and the smell of burnt flesh made him nauseous, and the hundreds of bodies that were piled in this street alone made his mind race, trying to comprehend the agony the victims had experienced, and the sorrow the survivors would feel. He returned to the car and keyed the ignition, feeling the comforting rumble of the engine as it coughed to life in the smoky air. They drove home in silence, taking the back roads, it took them nearly an hour to make it home. The clock in the dash read nearly 3 in the morning by the time they rolled into their blacked out neighborhood.  Suddenly, he found himself blinded by a light striking his windshield. Instinctively he slammed on the brakes and reached over to Kelly and pushed her down as he reached for the glove box to find his forty-five. Almost as soon as it had clicked on, the light clicked off and he heard someone yelling to hold their fire. That hearty bellowing was a voice he would know anywhere. His pistol now in hand, he put the hand holding Kelly up above the dash and waved.  “Come up nice and slow now.” The deep voice shouted.  “Kelly.” He whispered to her, turning his pistol around and pushing it into her hand. “If they shoot, I want you to hit the high-beams, get out of the car, run, and don’t look back, okay?”  She looked at him with confusion. Looking closely at her now, he could see how bloodshot her eyes were, the layer of soot that had turned her pale skin an unhealthy, ghostly gray, the cracks in her dried out lips from the heat, her normally perfect hair was frayed, filthy and matted with sweat, and the burns on her legs clothes and exposed legs where embers had landed.  “Charlie, that’s Greg’s voice.” Her voice was faint and strained. “I know,” He replied. “But they might have captured him.”  “Charlie, I’m not leav-”  He cut her off. “I’m not asking you. You run, you find Anna, and you get to Mallorca.”  She drew a breath as if to reply, but bit her tongue and nodded. With that, Charlie waved overhead again before slowly raising himself above the dashboard. Even with his eyes somewhat bleached by the spotlight that hit him, there was still enough firelight for him to make out 5 figures in the road, all with rifles trained on him. Two were wearing military uniforms, two were in Party Security uniforms, and the last was in shorts, a t-shirt, and a ballistic vest. Standing in the middle of them all was exactly who he thought it would be. Greg’s hard expression turned into a relieved smile and he lowered his weapon as Charlie waved directly to him. Kelly sat up next to him as well when no shots were fired, waving to Greg as well.  Greg approached their car, kneeling down to be level with Charlie. “Thank God you’re alive.” He said, the relief in his voice impossible to miss. “Where have you been? Your mother is worried sick!”  “We were a bit outside of town when the shells started coming over the mountains.” Charlie started, his voice scratchy and soft from the smoke and heat. “We drove down to see if there was anything we could do, but it was just…” he trailed off.  “Hey, there's nothing you could have done.”  Greg said, clasping his shoulder. “What matters now is that you’re both safe. Now go get on home. Anna’s already over there with your mom. If you need us, we’re gonna be here for at least the next few days.” he finished, giving Charlie’s shoulder a squeeze before standing.  Driving the last few blocks to their home, Charlie pulled his car into the driveway. As they got out and approached the door, they could see a figure approach through the fractal glass before it opened. Annastasia stood in the doorway, and for a brief moment she stood motionless, a look of disbelief on her face as though she had already resigned them to death. She moved past it quickly as the alleviation of her torment set in. She took one long stride towards them as though to break into a run, but stopped herself, instead walking up to them with purpose. She briefly hugged Kelly, but Charlie could see Anna’s forearms tense and her knuckles turn white as she grabbed the hoodie Kelly had on, the relief that her best friend was still alive hitting her in full. She didn’t let herself feel it for long though, quickly stepping back and wiping a tear from her eye before speaking.  “It’s good to see you, both of you.” She said, nodding to Charlie. “Your mother’s inside waiting.”  “Any news about David and Tommy?” Charlie asked.  “Last I heard they’re safe, hold up in one of the old air raid bunkers.”  “You should get those burns looked at.” She said, gesturing to his arms, then to her legs. “Both of you.”  “We will.” Kelly replied, hugging Anna once more. “Thank you for taking care of mom.”  “It was my privilege.” Anna said with a smile, moving to the side to allow them to pass. Kelly moved past, but Anna put her hand on Charlie’s shoulder to stop him as he went to follow. As he looked at her, he could see her expression had changed to all business. “Charlie, once your mother knows you’re alive and well, I would like to talk to you in private.”  Charlie watched until he saw his sister go through the door and turn the corner before he replied. “Listen Anna.” He started, coming off more defensive and hostile than he meant to. “I did what you asked and made sure she was safe, even as I watched my city, our people, burn to ash, but neither of us just sit and watch as-”  “She abruptly cut him off. “This isn’t about that.”  “Oh.” He said flatly, somewhat embarrassed.  “She’s alive and upright, you’ve done well enough. There’s two things we need to talk about though.” “Okay, then I’ll be back in a few minutes once mom knows I’m alright.”  She nodded in agreement and turned her eyes to the sky, her green eyes scanning the direction the shells had come from.  Charlie made his way inside, following the sound of his sister’s voice as she reassured their mother. As he rounded the corner he could see the long blonde hair of his mother done up in a ponytail, her back to him as his sister spoke.“Yes, Charlie is fine and I’m sure he’ll be right beh- see, there he is!” His mother wheeled around and he could see her face was flushed and blotchy with tears. Her eyes normally as crystal clear as his own, now foggy and unfocused, her sclera bloodshot and the soft tissue around the socket was rife with petechial rash from her crying.  “Hey Mom.” Was all he could think to say. He couldn’t remember ever seeing her so distraught. Even when they had been cold and starving, she had always kept her stiff upper lip. She ran forward and through her arms around him, sobbing hysterically into his shoulder as she hung onto his body. All he could do was stand there and hold her upright, rubbing her back as he reassured her over and over that he was fine.  In truth, he wasn’t fine. His arms stung, his lungs and throat were burning, and his legs ached. It was tiring enough playing a full game of football, but put on top of that the localized armageddon that he had experienced, and he nearing the limits of his endurance. Eventually his mother gathered herself and stepped back from him, leaving her hands on his shoulders for balance. “Don’t you ever, ever make me worry like that again!” She said hotly, waving a finger at him. “I thought I had lost you both.” She said, her voice horse and desperate. “After all we went through, to lose you like that…” She trailed off. “Promise me you’ll stay safe, both of you!”  Charlie looked at her, searching for the right words to say. His gaze drifted to Kelly, her tired looking eyes watching him. “Promise me!” She said to him again, jabbing him in the chest. Looking at his sister, seeing her ash stained face and the burns on her skin from the falling embers, and the exhaustion settling on her as the adrenalin began to wear off, he knew he could not make that promise. He had to make sure no harm could befall his sister, the woman he loved, and in doing so he would be put in harm's way.   “I can’t make that promise Mom, you know that.” He said slowly and deliberately, but as he spoke Anna entered the room behind Kelly. Katherine turned, following his eyes, and fixated on Anna.  “You.” She sneered at Anna. “My husband’s sacrifice was not enough for you, and now you’ve come to take my son, too? Have we not given enough, suffered enough, fought enough? Haven't you seen enough blood already!”  “Mother!” Both the twins shouted in unison. “That’s not what I was talking about!” Charlie continued, raising his voice. “So long as there are people that would bring harm to Kelly or to you, I will put myself between them and you.” He continued. “I don’t know what Anna wants, other than to protect us, but I am not leaving my family.”  Katherine stayed silent for a moment, her fury still brewing. “I want her out of here, and out of our lives!” She shouted. “She’s already poisoned your minds with tales of heroism and lordship, but I won’t let her take you from me!” She was screaming now.  “Mother, she is my best friend, and she saved our lives a dozen times over!” Kelly retorted. “Were it not for her, none of us would be here to have this fight!”  “I don’t care what she did, I care what she is doing now, and I will not watch this war take more of my family!” She yelled back before storming out of the room and to the back door. They made no attempt to stop or follow her until they heard the back door slam.  “I better go make sure she’s okay and explain that we’re not going anywhere.” Kelly said with a heavy sigh. Her exhaustion was evident, but she shook her head, and Charlie couldn’t help but admire the way her messy hair flared out as she did so. “C, come find me when you’re done talking, and I’ll do the same.” Charlie nodded to her and with that, she followed their mother’s path.  “So, what did you want to talk about?” He asked, sitting down on the couch.   “No point in asking, you’ve already said no.” She replied. “Times are changing, and circumstances change with them.”  She gave a short laugh before sitting down across from him. “We’re going after the people behind this attack, and we want you to come with us.”  “Who’s we?”  “Greg, myself, maybe a few others we work with, and our handler.”  “Party sanctioned?” He asked, now raising an eyebrow.  “Of course. We work in independent groups, each cell with a different speciality. Some work out of the country to ensure we stay supplied despite the import restrictions we face, some focus intelligence gathering.”  “And what would we be doing?”  “Wet work and assent denial.”  “Don’t be coy with me Anna, I’m not in the mood for euphemisms.” He said with a hint of annoyance.  “We blow up buildings and kill people.”  “Who and what?” He said, pressing her.  “Traitors, enemy operatives, and anyone else deemed to be a threat to the well being of our people.”  “So why do you want me?” He said, leaning forward. “I’ve no combat or surveillance training. I got a B minus in chemistry and I have no demolitions or engineering experience.”  “Because you’re a very determined man and a natural leader. I know you already know how to watch for tells in people, and you’re the second best marksman this side of the Pyrenees.”  “Somehow I think studying a playbook and reading a defense is a touch different from hunting a spy.”  “You’ll learn quickly, I promise, but even if you don’t, you would still make an excellent triggerman.”  “So you just want me to lay in a tower or hill and shoot anyone you say deserves it?” he said, pressing her again to see how she would react.  “You know full well that’s not what I meant.” She said calmly, seeing right through his ploy. “I want you to hunt the people that hate us, that hate you, and who will hate Kelly even more.”  At first he leaned back, shaking his head and smiling. She had said exactly what he had expected her to, that is until she had used Kelly’s name. The gears in his exhausted mind started to turn, and Anna saw it. “See, you’re not as simple minded as you claim.”  “What did you tell our mother before we arrived?”  “The truth of the situation we may soon find ourselves in.”  “Which is…”  “With all of the death tonight, and the parts of the city hit hardest, it’s very likely she’s moved up the line of succession.” She said with a slight smile.  “Line of succession? But we’re not nobles.”  “That’s what your mother would have you believe. Even she did not know of her lineage until after you were born. She may have removed herself from the line, but she couldn’t remove her heirs.” “Kelly… Just how far are we talking?” Charlie asked, his curiosity growing.  “If the reports are accurate, she’s at least 8th in line now, but depending on what rumors are true or not, she may be as high as third in line.”  Charlie felt the wind be knocked from his lungs as he slumped back in his chair. If what she said was true, they had gone from a well off family of a hero of the nation, to a family that was third in line to rule their small country. But more important to him, it had made his sister a much bigger target. “So that’s what mother meant by lordship.” He said quietly.  “Exactly. We’ll know more tomorrow, but a protection detail will be assigned to the three of you by tomorrow afternoon.”  “That’s great and all, but I’m not leaving her side, not with the city burning and a bullseye painted on her back.” He said adamantly.  “I’m not asking you to make your choice tonight or tomorrow, but I want you to consider it. The detail she would be assigned would have at least a collective century of experience. You’re just one man, who has professed his own lack of training in that field.” She said calmly, picking apart his argument . “But one man in the right place can make all the difference.”  “You think I wouldn’t do everything in my power to protect her? My place is by her side.”  “I don’t doubt for a moment that you would lay down your life for hers, but your skills are better served elsewhere. Greg and I will be leaving next Sunday, time enough for us to figure out where we're going, who is protecting who, and for you to make your choice.”  “My answer is final, I’m not leaving her side.” He said, standing up. “I’m sorry Anna, I wish I could help you, but if something happened to her, and I wasn’t there to stop it-”  “You would never forgive yourself.” She said with a somber, knowing look. “Trust me, I know.” She stood and gave him a hug, leaving her hands on his shoulders as they parted. “Now, go take care of her.” She said, spinning him towards the back door Kelly and their mother had left through.  He went out into the backyard to find his sister and mother sitting at the patio table. Even now, on the edge of town and hours after the attack, the burning fires still made it look like dawn had come already. Katherine was slumped over the table, as Kelly sat next to her, gently rubbing her back and talking quietly. It wasn’t until he got close he could make out any of her words. “See, I told you, he’s not going anywhere. In fact, here he comes right now.” She said, pointing towards him.  “He’s just saying that.” She said, sounding very dejected as she turned towards him, but not really looking at him. “He’s too much like his father to be able to sit back and watch.” She continued, looking past him, her eyes unfocused. “I told him not to go to war. I pleaded with him to run with me, to flee to Argentina, to raise both of you, but he would not leave his home, and I couldn’t leave him.” Tears were welling up in her eyes now. “I’m sorry for raising you in a war. I should have swallowed my pride and gone back to my family, that way you would have been-”  “Mom, stop.” Charlie said, his voice tight with pain. He knew she didn’t mean what she was saying, but it hurt nonetheless. “Our father, your husband, laid down his life for us. He died a free man so that we could know that same freedom. Now it’s our job to honor his memory and his sacrifice. To live long and full lives, and to protect each other.” He continued, kneeling down to be eye to eye with her, gently taking her face to make her look at him. “I’m not leaving. My place is here, with you and Kelly.”  Katherine’s eyes closed and her reply came as barely more than a whisper. “I’m sorry, I just… I can’t lose you too. Either of you.” She said, taking Kelly’s hand. “Promise me you won’t go to war. Promise me I won’t be left alone again.” Tears now ran down her cheeks as her voice wavered and her hands shook.  “I promise you mother. I swear it upon the sanctity of the Virgin Mary, I will not leave this family. My place is by your side.” He told her, his voice firm as he grasped her hand. “I will be here when you awake tomorrow, and I will not abandon you so long as my lungs draw air.” WIth that, she fell to her knees and threw herself around him, sobbing into his shoulder. It took several minutes for her to begin to collect herself, and all Charlie could do to console her was hold her close. Eventually she drew back from him, her face flush and mottled with tears.  “Come on mom, let's get you to bed,” He said gently. “You look terrible.” He finished in a teasing tone with a smile. She snorted in laughter, playfully slapping his arm.  “That’s no way to talk to your mother.” She said, returning the smile, tears still bubbling up in her eyes. Charlie laughed with her now before standing and putting his hand down to pick her up. She graciously accepted and he helped her to her feet. She never let go of his hand until she was laid down in bed.  “Good night mom.” He said as he pulled the covers up over her. “If you need me, I’m just down the hall. He turned and walked towards Kelly who was standing in the doorway, silhouetted against the light of the hall, and in spite of everything that had transpired that night, he couldn’t help but admire her figure. The way her hips were cocked to one side as she leaned into the door jam, her thighs flush with each other as she stood with her legs crossed, and the way his hoodie came down  further than her skirt, making it look like it was all she was wearing. He turned to take one last look at his mom before he closed the door to see she was already fast asleep. He closed the door and looked to his sister, who was looking at him as she leaned against the wall. Even though her expression was weary, he could see the concern on her face.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “What’s wrong?” He asked her.  “You look worse than she does.” She told him plainly, taking his arm and holding it out. Only now did he see the same kind of burns on his skin that he had noticed on her. A few were worse than others, inflamed and blistering, but the whole of his arm was red with irritation from the heat and embers where it was not gray with ash. “Let’s go get cleaned up.” She said, taking his hand in hers and leading him towards her room. He followed, his arms and legs feeling very heavy now that his mom was safe and sound. Kelly took them through her room and into her bathroom, closing the door and turning lights to a dimmed level.  Now, totally alone, with two locked doors between them and the world, they stood staring at each other in silence. He could see the fatigue in her face, her head slowly bobbing with each tired breath she took. Slowly he pulled her into him, placing an arm around her shoulders and the other at the back of head, holding her to his chest as he rested his cheek to her hair. She slipped hers around his waist as she took slow, deliberate breaths, her head buried into him. He felt her head shake, and she slipped her arms lower, under his shirt and began to lift it up. He took a half step back and raised his arms, allowing her to pull it up and over his head.  As Kelly looked up at her brother, the harm he had suffered became even more obvious with his shirt removed. His arms were red with first degree burns, blistering where embers had stuck to him and stained with soot. His normally fine, blonde hair was dusty with ash and matted with sweat. The nearly crazed look he had worn most of the night was fading now as he held her, and as she put her head back to his chest, she could hear his racing heart slowly in her embrace. Now it was his fingers she felt under her top, and she copied his movement as he removed his hoodie from her frame, soon repeating the action with her cheer top and sports bra as well. Their chests now bare to each other, once more they embraced. The heat of his bare skin against her’s caught her off guard at first, but she was too tired to care, letting herself be swallowed up by his warmth and love as his arms crossed over her back. She stood in her brother's embrace, her head being gently rocked by his breathing as she listened to the steady beat of his heart as she felt his breath on her head.  She could have lived a lifetime in that moment, but she knew her legs would not hold her upright forever. She leaned back from him, and slid down the zipper on her skirt, letting it fall from her hips. She moved next to remove her fishnets, but Charlie placed his hands on hers, kneeling before her and kissing her once on midriff before he slowly, gently rolled her fishnets down her legs, stretching them so she could step out of them. She put her hands on his head, guiding him back upright so that she could return the favor. His shorts though required far less effort, and with a pull of the draw string and a tug on both sides, they slipped from him. Now they each stood in only their underwear, and mirroring each other’s movements, they each pulled the garment from their partner.  Charlie’s sister now stood naked before him. It was the first time he had seen her as such, and despite how much of her skin and figure he had the privilege of admiring as she teased him, it did little to prepare him for this moment. The most beautiful woman he knew stood exposed before him, body and soul. She was looking up at him with love, her eyes soft and lids heavy as she took his hand. The weight of what he had seen that night, of what their mother must have felt, and the raw physical exertion of the day built in his mind until he could ignore it no longer. He pulled her into his embrace again, this time out of desperation, holding her close as he screwed his eyes shut.  She held him close, pressing her body into his as she made small circles on his back. She could feel the tension in his body as she did her best to comfort him, stroking the nape of his neck with one hand and rubbing his back with the other until she felt his body relax as he nearly collapsed, the strain pouring from his body like a burst dam.  Of all the thoughts that had been running through his head, of the death he had seen that night, what would be left of their city, and of how much their lives might change, only one thought now remained: what he felt for his sister.  “Kelly.” He started, pulling back enough to be able to look at her, brushing the hair from her face. “I love you.” He had said it many times before, especially when they were younger, but this was different. In the last few years, with the way things had developed between them, it had felt strange to say. He still made a point to say it whenever either one of them left for more than a day or two, because he wanted it to be the last thing he said to her if anything happened to either of them. Now it felt as though it was the only thing he could think to say, the only words he could conjure up to express his heart.  With everything that had taken place, those words hit her hard. They came different than when he had said in the car as they teased each other’s bodies. The errenesty with which his words came, and the tenderness with which he held her, laid to rest any doubts she held. They had been what she was praying to hear from him, trying to tease out of him for years, ever since that day in the backyard when he took his shirt off, and she realized she wasn’t looking at a boy, she wasn’t just looking at her brother, but she was looking at a man. Even though she knew what he felt for her, and what he had no doubt felt for years as she had, hearing it still took her breath away. She leaned in and  kissed him on the lips, gently, lovingly. She could feel how chapped their lips were, and how dry their mouths were, but she didn’t mind in the slightest. She met his eyes once more before returning his words.  “I love you too, Charlie.” As she said so, she felt as though a burden had been lifted from her, one she didn’t even know she had carried. They stood in silence for a minute longer, content to simply hold each other close. “Come on.” Kelly said, stepping back and pulling him toward the shower before turning it on. “Let's at least get each other clean before we fall over.” Soon the hot water began to flow and steam began to rise, and they each stepped into the shower.  Charlie winced as the scalding water stung his burned skin and went to lower the temperature, but Kelly had beat him to it. They each stood under the hot water, letting it flow over their bodies. He looked down to see the floor stained gray with the ash running off of them. He stood there for a moment, quietly watching the spiraling water start to clear until he heard a lid snap shut. He turned to see his sister rubbing her hands together, spreading shampoo across them before reaching up to his head. He stepped into her embrace, wrapping his arms around her waist as her fingers slipped into his hair and began to massage his scalp. The scent of that lavender shampoo she used filled his nose and he felt his body relax, the tension leaving his neck as he let her hands go to work, lathering his hair and lightly rocking his head in a soothing rhythm. Each time she drew her hands toward herself, her nails would drag against his skin, sending a pleasant tingle over his skull and down his spine. Once satisfied, she eased his head back into the water and flushed the suds from his hair, running her fingers through his fine, light blonde hair.  Now it was her turn, and he turned her round, grabbing the same bottle she had used as she wet her hair. Her long, normally silky, raven black locks ran down well past her shoulder blades. He spread the shampoo across his hands, before moving them to her head, gently weaving his fingers into her hair and working up a lather, doing his best with his tired arms and rough hands. She didn’t appear to mind his inexperience, letting her eyelids slip down and her head move with his hands, a hint of a smile on her lips. He imagined that if humans could purr, she would be right now. He moved her head into the water, letting gravity do the work and rinse the suds clear of her hair. Once he saw the water free of bubbles, he pulled her head back from the water and pulled her hair back from her face. Her tired eyes blinked the water clear of her lashes as she smiled up at him. Wordlessly, they both leaned in, kissing each other on the lips. It was a ginger kiss, loving and intimate, sweet, but reserved.  Next came the conditioner, and she held his hand out and filled his palm with the silvery liquid, before filling her hand with a small dollop of it. She moved her arms up between them to his head, once more rubbing his head with her dainty fingers, her nails once more sending shivers down his spine as they tickled across his scalp. He lacked the nails to return the favour, but she put her forehead to his chest as he went about coating her hair, making sure to get it all the way down to the tips of her damaged hair. Her hands moved from his head to under his arms and around his chest, and she held him tightly. He returned her embrace, putting his cheek to her head and his arms around her as was overcome with emotion. The love he felt for her, the terror he had seen, the loss he knew everyone in the city was feeling tonight, the anxiety their mother must have gone through. Silently, he began to cry. He didn’t know how long they stood like that, nor did he care as tears rolled down his cheeks. He felt his sister take a deep breath and slowly pull back from him. He could see she had been crying too. They simply nodded to each other before kissing once more.  As this kiss broke, Charlie felt himself get light headed for a moment. Kelly must have seen it, because she killed the water. She pulled back the curtain and grabbed a towel, and began to dry him off, giving his hair a few squeezes before patting his body dry, running the towel down his arms and legs. As they stepped out of the shower, he grabbed a fresh towel and returned the favour, skipping her hair and kneeling down as he dried her legs. As he looked up to her, he could see her smiling down at him, her gaze soft and tired. Before standing, he moved his head between her legs and gently kissed her on the clit. No tongue, no flicking or sucking, just a simple kiss on her perfect pussy. He wanted to show that despite everything they had been through that night, he still found her beautiful, and still wanted her to feel good. She let out a relaxed sigh and leaned back against the wall, placing her head on his head and pushing him back slightly.  “Charlie...” She said quietly, sounding as though she wished she had the energy to play.  Charlie let out a small laugh. “I know, but you’re too beautiful not to kiss.” He said, pushing back in to kiss her pussy once more before standing. She let out another happy sigh as he kissed her again, bringing her lips to his as he stood.  “I know this will sound silly, but can you help me dry my hair? I can’t sleep when it’s wet.” She said, blushing a little.  He gave her a reassuring smile and nodded. She moved to her sink and grabbed her blow dryer, handing it to him. “Just keep the flow moving, don’t point it at one spot for too long.” He went to work, starting high on her head and moving steadily down her obsidian black hair, making sure to get at all the different layers and lengths she had that served almost like an undercoat. It didn’t take too long, and soon her hair was as dry as his.  Setting the dryer down, he hugged her from behind and put his chin on her shoulder, kissing her on the cheek. “Better?” He asked her as he looked at her in the mirror, giving her a teasing smile. She looked nearly asleep on her feet as she slowly nodded.  “Better.” She said, turning and slowly kissing him on the lips. Come on, let’s go to bed. I don’t want you to have to carry me there.” She said, nodding to her room. He led the way, throwing back the heavy, weighted comforter and sheets as they got to her bed. She didn’t wait, crawling to the center of her soft mattress. He laid down next to her, pulling the blanket ups as he wrapped his arms around her, spooning her. Despite the exhaustion they both felt, neither wanted to sleep yet. It was too nice being in each other's embrace to let that feeling slip away so quickly. They lay there, gently stroking each other’s hands as they cuddled closely, Charlie nuzzling her head on occasion. Charlie felt sleep taking him, his eyes fluttering shut, when she spoke again. “We will make them pay for what they’ve done. I will see justice brought down upon them.” He could hear a tightness to her voice, like she was unsure if she could go through with it, or if he would agree with her.  Charlie was now very much awake. He pushed himself up and rolled her over to look down at her. Even in the darkness He could see the uncertainty in her eyes. "They will pay."  “Promise me.” She whispered back, sounding desperate now.  "I promise you." He said, kissing her forehead. "I swear on our father's grave, they will pay in blood for their transgressions."  She let out a deep sigh, then remained quiet for a moment, kissing the back of his hand before letting sleep take her.  ______________________________________________________ Charlie awoke in his sister’s bed, confused, for a moment, until he felt the warmth of his sister’s body against him. He had rolled to his back at some point in the night, and now Kelly slept as close as she could to him. One arm under his neck, the other across his body, with her leg thrown over him as well, her head on his heart. Every inch of his body was still sore from last night. His legs felt heavy and distant, his arms felt asleep, and his head was fuzzy as it tried to pull back details from last night. All he could remember was the terror. The fires falling from the sky, the heat, the ash, the bodies in the streets. He felt sick to his stomach as he thought of the fear he had seen on his mother’s face. He tried to understand the scale of human suffering that had been inflicted on his home. The thousands of bodies that would never be identified, of all the mothers and fathers, the husbands and wives, that would never be allowed to bury their loved ones. It was a level of torment beyond human comprehension, and as he felt his mind spiraling off into the pits of despair, he felt his sister against him, nuzzling her head and shifting her arm up his body. At least he still had her. She was the only one that made everything feel right, a warm blanket to wrap himself up in at night, his consciousness that reminded him of all that his people once held, everything that had been stolen from them, and all they still stood to gain.  He moved his hand to her head, gently stroking her dark hair. His mind drifted back to the first summer they shared together in peace. Their home was still being rebuilt, as was most of the city. They had taken a weekend out to the lake with some of their friends, and one evening she had gone for a swim at dusk. She came back to the campfire once the sun had gone down, sitting herself down between his legs and asking him to brush her hair. He could remember his mouth suddenly going dry and asking why. She explained that Anna was already asleep, and she couldn’t get the brush all the way down her hair on her own. He was surprised at how relaxing it was. Her warm body leaning back against him, nestled between his legs as they watched the fire crackle and pop with life, slowly and gently working every little knot from her hair. He remembered being nervous when he felt her fingers gently rubbing at his thigh, that somebody might see, and a little confused, but it felt too calming to ask her to stop.  “Charlie?” Her voice pulled him back to the moment and he looked down, her brilliant blue eyes blinking up at him. “Good morning.” She whispered to him, pushing her body upwards and over him, bringing her head level with his. She leaned in, kissing him gingerly on the lips before pulling back. He didn’t let her go far though, pulling her back to his lips and kissing her fully in return, holding her body close. As she pulled back once more he let her go and opened his eyes, catching his breath as both mind and body started to stir. Her dark hair spilling down over them both, serving as blinders and forcing their eyes to meet. He could see a charge in her eyes, an energy that swirled within her and was searching for an outlet. She bit her lip as her eyes scanned his body, looking him up and down, before pouncing on him once more. As her lips met his, it felt as though the whole room crackled with energy. His hands traveled across the smooth expanse of her backside, the tips of his fingers sliding along the groove of her spine, one to her shoulders, the other to her rump. She moaned into this lips as he palmed her ass, his fingers sinking into the supple flesh.  Kelly’s whole body felt flush, a desperate heat burning inside her. All of the fear she had felt, death, and destruction she had seen the night before, had made her desperate. Desperate for safety, to be held as she trembled, for the embrace of her brother and his reassurances that they would be okay. Having surrendered to exhaustion in his embrace, and waking still wrapped up in his sturdy frame, her fear had been abated, but her desire for his touch now swelled within her. The instincts that had kept her alive through their war torn childhood, and that had kept her going the night before, now drove her once more. The base instinct to reproduce, that primal drive to see her lineage continued, now drove her just as fiercely. She snuck her hand down between their bodies and wrapped her delicate fingers around his cock, which had awoken even faster than he had, and now sat firmly against her ass. She raised her hips and pulled it forward, laying it against his stomach as she dropped her hips to his, setting her lower lips against his cock. The heat radiated against her loins, the hardness of the shaft spreading her lips. She felt him tremble and she broke their kiss, looking back to his eyes as their hips moved of their own accord. She could see the lust and desire in his crystal blue eyes, but much more than that, she saw affection, love, and a simple sense of joy on his face as a wide smile broke across it. He moved to sit up to kiss her again, but she pushed him back down into the soft mattress, giving him a playful smile. She brought her chest up, but left her hips pressed down against his. His hands slipped from her back, caressing her thighs and hips as she rocked against him, rolling her pussy up and down the length of his cock. It took all of her restraint to not slide him in right then as she felt her body quiver with desire from head to toe. She felt his nails grip into her legs as she closed his eyes, a shiver running through him.  “Please…” He whispered.  “Tell me what you want.” She said, biting her lip, her eyes closed, mind focused on the inferno of lust that burned within her, and the rock hard cock that would soon spur it on.  “I want you.” He groaned out, thrusting up against her, his breathing now sharp.  Kelly lowered her hips, pinning his down, then dropped her chest against him too, bringing her lips to his ear. His hands swept up her body and clutched her close, the heat of their bodies nearly enough to ignite the down feathers of her bedding. “Say my name, brother.” She whispered to him, feeling his whole body shake as her words met his ear.  “I want you, sister. I want your love, your touch, your heart. I want you.  I need you, mind, body and soul. I need you, Kelly!” He exclaimed as he clutched her body to his, his breathy confession ringing in her ears.  “And I you, Charlie.” She whispered back to him, raising herself up once more, this time bringing her hips up as well, holding his cock upright in her hand. She could feel it pulsing with life and see the unrequited desire now alight in his eyes, the final taboo about to be broken, their hearts laid bare to one another. Closing her eyes, she could feel the warm, sticky head of his cock pressed at her labia, parting them, giving her proper sense of his girth. She craved a sensation she had not yet felt, almost like an itch, a deep ache within her she knew only her twin could soothe. She had felt it before, but only around him. Sitting in his lap, wrapped up in his arms, but never had it been so strong or all consuming, as now every thought that broke through the maelstrom of lust was of her attachment to her brother, and a nearly feral need to bed him. She felt him squeeze her thigh, and she looked back down to him, giving him a reassuring nod. He nodded in return, and she took a deep breath, lifting her hips the half inch more that she needed to mount him.  ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The door swung open, and Anna barged in, taking two steps in before lurching to a stop and turning on a dime, averting her eyes. Kelly threw herself forward and to Charlie’s side as he reached for a sheet to pull over their naked bodies. Once they were covered, he cleared his throat and tried to speak, but found his voice missing. He coughed, trying again, sputtering his words. “Yes Anna, what is it?”  Anna looked back to them, turning when she saw they were now decent. “I’m sorry to barge in on you, but we have to leave, now! Get dressed, and meet me in the hall, both of you.” She said, her tone very serious.  “Why, what’s happening?” Kelly asked, having somewhat composed herself.  “We need to get you someplace safer, and somewhere you can command from.” She answered plainly.  “Command from!?” Kelly said in shock, her eyes shooting open. “What’s happening?”  “Get dressed, meet me in the hall, and I will explain!” She said quickly before stepping out of the room and closing the door. The Twins sat in stunned silence for a moment before Kelly pushed the covers back and moved to her dresser. Charlie grabbed the towel from their shower to cover himself and slipped into the hall, making for his room. He threw on a fresh pair of clothes. His body still ached. His joints were stiff, his muscles ached, and as his head cleared of the lust he felt for Kelly, it began to split with pain, firmly disagreeing with the pace he was being forced to start his day with. He went back out into the hall, pulling his jacket on as he did so to see Kelly and Anna already talking.  “No, they’re dead too, all of them, best as we can tell. Every cousin, every uncle, every niece and nephew. The entire line is gone.” Anna said grimly.  “Well what of the Hausners?” Kelly asked. “Are they not a much older family?”  “Older, yes, but it is not Iberian blood that runs in their veins. Your family’s line can be traced back past the fourteen hundreds. This land is as much a part of you, as you are of it. It is yours now, and the people will look to you for answers.” She said, placing a hand on Kelly’s shoulders and making her stand fully upright.  “Then why is it not Charlie?” She said, looking at her twin brother. He could see the confusion and apprehension in her eyes. She was looking to him for support, and though he felt as lost as she still, he wouldn’t let it show through. He gave her a smile and put his hand on her arm as well.  “Because the line is maternal. A princess of Navara, charming her way into the court of Castile, bedding the crown prince, and using her wit and seduction, convinced the prince to make her the heir. He died in battle not long after, and she used her saw in court and the lands at her disposal to strengthen her claims. She married the prince of Aragon as the dominant partner, and after putting down the revolts and driving the Moslems from Granada, she was crowned as the Queen of Iberia.”  “We all know the story of the Queen, but the line died out in 1938 with the death of Isabella the 9th. Why are you telling us a child’s story?” Kelly asked.  “Because it didn’t die out. Your mother is the great granddaughter of Isebella’s only daughter. A bastard born of incest, perhaps, but you are her legitimate heir none  the less. Your name is not simply for show.  “Then why is it not Mother's title?” Kelly asked “She only discovered her heritage after you were born, and she removed herself from the line, but even as your guardian, she did not have the power to see you removed as well. You remain the most legitimate heir to the House of Trastamara.”  “You’re certain of this?”  “The blood of Isabella Trastamara the First runs in your veins. Her cunning, her guile, and her courage. Use it, because if you lead, they will follow. We stand at the brink of a new dawn for our nation. Exercise your birthright, and do what you were made to do, Queen Catherine of Hispania” Anna said, her voice confident and brimming with adoration.  Anna stood in silence for a moment before looking at her brother. “Charlie?”  “You know the strength of our people, and the hardships they have endured. If we let our enemies have their way, our streets will run red with blood, each home will serve as a pyre, and every field as a grave for the masses.  She looked shocked at his words, but she did not have to wait long for the second shoe to drop. “But if you rally the people, remind them of their strength, and of the treachery and dishonorable actions of Andalusia and Leon, then it will be be the blood of the unworthy that fills the streets, their homes that will burn, and they will flee before us like rats, and we drive them from the cliffs of Asturias into the Atlantic below.”  Kelly closed her eyes and dropped her head for a moment. Anna looked at Charlie, her brow furrowed as if she were trying to gauge how serious he was. He met her eyes and gave her a somber nod, conveying the absolute sincerity of his speech.   When it rose again, the fear, the indecision, the apprehension, were all gone. Her beautiful, arctic blue eyes held a determination he had never seen in her before.  “Anna, take me to my throne.”  “Yes Ma’am!” Anna said with an emphatic nod and just a hint of a smile.  As they turned to move towards the stairs, there stood Katherine, their mother. She looked ill and distraught, but most of all she looked heartbroken. “So, you’re both just going to leave? Even after everything you said about staying home, you’re both going to let yourselves  be swept up in her tales of duty and justice?!” She shouted, gesturing to Anna.  Charlie’s reply sat on the tip of his tongue, but Kelly answered first. “No mother, we are not being swept up in her tales. Tens of thousands are dead, with many of our leaders among them. I am fulfilling my obligation to my people, just as you did when we were children.”  “You dare…” Katherine began to reply, but Kelly cut her off.  “We grew up as refugees in our own land, not knowing where or when our next meal might come. We slept in bombed out buildings, huddled together for warmth night after night! We saw bodies burning in the streets and piled into graves. We were shot at, bombed, and gassed!”  “And what, you hate me for it? For choosing to stay, for keeping you in your homeland?” “On the contrary, I love you for it. I didn’t understand why it was like that then, but I do now. I spoke many times with Anna, and others I could track down. You and your late husband, our father, were beacons of hope to many, a reminder of what they would lose. You showed them that if you, Charlie, and I, could survive and endure the hardships of war, so could they!” Her voice was loud without yelling, booming with confidence. “You made your choice, your sacrifice, now let us make ours.”  “If you follow this path they have laid out for you, I fear this mansion will be not your home, but your tomb.” She said, tears in her eyes  Now Charlie stepped up with his sister, taking her hand. “Then mother, I hope you will send your best to the bride and the groom. Kelly and I are leaving. Together.”  Their mothers eyes, still filled with tears, snapped from one of her children to the next. It looked as though she was about to speak before taking a deep breath and throwing her arms around her children. They all three embraced each other, hugging as a family. Time seemed to stand still and their hearts all beat as one. All of the hardship they had been through, all of thel long, cold, hungry nights. All of the fear and anxiety, and the bonds they had formed that nobody else could understand, let alone match. He got a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach, like this would never happen again. Slowly, Katherine pulled back, a hand on each child’s shoulder.  “I understand.” She said, her voice quiet and choked. “But I can’t be a part of another war. When you are ready to come home as my children, I will be here. Until then, go do what you feel you must, take care of one another, and when you’re through, I will welcome you back.”  Kelly brushed her mother’s hand off before speaking, her voice cold and reserved. “Goodbye mother.” She pushed past Katherine, headed down the staircase, quickly followed by Anna.  Charlie embraced his mother one more time, speaking quietly as they hugged. “Goodbye mom, I love you.” He could feel tears in his eyes.  “I love you too Charlie, both of you.” She pulled back to look him in the eyes. “I know you’ll be okay if you have each other, but I need you to promise me something.”  “Anything.” He replied without hesitation.  “I know if I lose one of you, I lose both of you, so you make sure you come home. I don’t think I will have the strength to read your vows at the wake if you don’t.”  Charlie was caught off guard. She didn’t care if they were together. In fact, she didn’t even seem surprised by it. “I promise.” He whispered, hugging her one last time before departing. “Goodbye, Mom.” As he reached the bottom of the spiraling stairs, he looked back up to her one last time, worried it would be the last time he saw her.

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

  The ballroom was alive with the gentle swishing of elegant dresses and expert, dainty footwork as low tempo waltzing music flowed over the crowds from the six piece miniature symphony that had been hired for the night. The party was winding down as the more eccentric and outgoing guests had retired to one of the many 5 stars rooms provided by the hostess, or had taken their personal limos or helicopters to their own estates that dotted the French countryside.  Amelie, or perhaps better known as Widow, leaned against the smooth maple railing of a banister looking down over the couples that remained on the white marble dance floor. She brought her champagne glass to her nose, savoring the aroma of it before taking the last sip into her mouth, careful not to stain the glass with her deep red lipstick. Having finished her third glass of the bubbly liquid, her body was filled with a warm tingling sensation, only accentuated by the skin tight latex bodysuit which she wore under her evening attire. A black tail tailcoat with a militaristic flair to it, silver wings planted by a red gemstone adorned the sharp shoulders. The high collar of her coat, downturned like top of a cloak, revealed the crimson red inner stitching accented by a black web pattern that could be seen on the inside of the coat and inner tails. Her corset, which was doing its best to compress her hard, fake tits, was disguised as a sort of waiters vest in a similar shade to the inside of her coat, but with a faint latex sheen to it. Her narrow black tie was tucked neatly behind it, wrapping under the thin collar of the stiffly starched white dress shirt, only the very top of which was visible beneath the rest of her upper ensemble. Her ultra tight leather pants hugged every inch of her lithe dancer's legs, hips, and ass. So tight in fact they could not be simply pulled up, but had to be fastened front to back, pinning each side to the other. Even over the latex body suit she wore, it did nothing to hide the 16 inch bulge running down her left pant leg that could be seen visibly throbbing when she was particularly aroused. Her knee-high riding boots, tipped by a four-inch heel, as jet black as her pants, coat and hair. A very thin and almost excessively woven lace ran up the fronts of them.  Widow poured herself another glass of bubbly as she started paying closer attention to each couple as the pack thinned out. Most bored her, far to plain and uninteresting. The first to catch her eye was barely legal D.Va, who was currently grinding up against the Latina hacker, Sombra. D.Va had her eyes shut hard, looking like she was doing everything in her power to resist the teasing nails of Sombra as they continuously brushed over the head of her 4 inch cock which was straining against the skin-tight groin of her uniform. As D.Va’s body started to quiver Sombra immediately removed her hand, and after what must have been an agonizing 20 seconds, a pitiful little damp spot appeared where D.Va’s little bulge peaked. Widow rolled her eyes at the inexperienced girl. She should have known how much of a tease Sombra was just from the outfit. At another table Katya Volskaya could be seen sitting atop Tracers lap as they delicately made out without each other, each taking great care not to ruffle the others well made up hair or gowns.These all bored Widow, far to innocent or modest for her liking. She was about to give up and call her favorite escort service when a golden flash like the onset of heaven caught her eye as she saw Angela Ziegler floating down upon halcyon wings. She drifted down effortlessly into Fareeha’s tanned, muscular arms she liked to display so much.  Angela’s almost ghostly pale skin and hair was accented by the moonlight that shone down through the glass dome ceiling. Her hair, normally drawn back into a ponytail and clipped to the side had been let down to its full shoulder length, some falling over her right eyes, some still tucked behind her ear. Even from this distance, Widow’s excellent eyesight could see how flushed her face was and how dilated her pupils were. Her creamy looking neck merged seamlessly into her shoulders and clavicle, skin stretched so tightly across her chest the ridges in her sternum were noticeable. The bar-bell nipple piercings of her firm, silicone tits were visible poking through the fine silk of her dress. The cups of the dress simply hugged her breasts, not needing to provide support due to their unnatural perkiness.The dress clung tightly to her waist and hips, caressing her body without so much as a wrinkle or crease even as she floated down. Just below her slim hips, the dress split open over her left leg, revealing the pale grey tops of her white stockings, leading down her slender feminine legs into a pair of six inch ankle strap white pumps which put her height on par with that of Fareeha at 5’9. Tucked neatly in a pair of white silken panties was Angela’s 10 inch cock, discreetly hidden away until it began to grow in the slightest. Fareeha lovingly caught Angela in her arms, twirling her around twice before setting her down. It took a moment for her to get her feet under her though, so she hung onto Fareeha’s broad shoulders for support, not letting go even once she got her balance. She felt safe, protected, and happy.  A pang of envy shot through Widow as she narrowed her golden eyes in anger. Angela was far to perfect for Fareeha. That stupid rocket girl probably had no idea what to do with her in the bedroom. Widow closed her eyes, and took a deep breath while  trying to think of a plan. A few moments later, a faint smile tugged at her lips and she reached into her inner coat pocket. She hit speed dial 3 and hardly second later the line other line was picked up.  “Hola. What can I do for you, Widow?” A curious, but impatient sounding Sombra answered.  “How’s your Egyptian?” Was all the reply Widow needed to give for Sombra to get the message.  Angela had been lost in her own world for a few moments now, savoring the moment she got far too few of. To be truly at peace in Fareeha’s arms. However like all good things, it would have to end eventually. That eventually came far sooner than she would have cared for though, for but a few moments passed before she heard a sound she hated. The beeping of Fareeha’s phone, meaning her fiance was going to be leaving far before Angela wanted her to. She slowly dropped her arms before stepping back and crossing them. Fareeha gave her a weak smile, and said “Sorry honey, you know I have to take this.” To which Angela simply turned her back and walked away, making sure to sway her hips to show off on what Fareeha would be missing out on.  Once Fareeha had skulked out of the ballroom, Angela shook her head and slowly meandered to the edge of the dance floor, directly under Widows balcony, to get a glass of white wine. Widow ran the tip of her 2 foot long tongue over her fangs, seeing her chance to move in for the kill. Attaching her grappling hook to the edge of the banister, not minding about scuffing the wood, and silently lowered herself down behind Angela. She closed her eyes, breathing in the sweet vanilla odor that was Angela’s natural musk, and stepped forward while wrapping her arms gently around her waist, pressing her groin into Angela’s plump ass, and putting her chin on Angela’s shoulder, nuzzling up against her neck. At first Angela sighed as she leaned back into Widow, but once she felt the cool cheek on her neck, the game was up.  “Well you’re not Fareeha… Mind explaining yourself” Angela whispered tiredly. “You were looking sad, chaton. I thought I’d come cheer you up..” Widow sighed contentedly, planting a gentle kiss on her neck. “Mmm..” Angela hummed pleasantly, pressing herself deeper into Widow’s embrace, hard enough that she could no doubt feel Widows bulge pressing against her round ass. “I could use a distraction from how my night has turned out. How about some dancing?” “Only if I get to stay glued to this tight ass” Widow replied, a bit more gravel in her voice, pulsing her cock which was now firmly between Angela’s cheeks, eliciting a small moan from Angela’s plump pink lips.  “But won’t someone see us dancing so unlike the others” Angela hotly breathed back to her, clearly anxious about the predicament she might be in getting pulled into, but unwilling to simply say no.  “Look around, everybody is too caught up in their own courting and drinking. It will be like we're on our own out there” Widow said hotly into Angela’s ear, a hint of her killer nature biting into her tone. “Come on cheri, live a little.” “N-no. I can’t. Not in front of everyone” Angela whined out, voice and will wavering.  “Oh cheri, come now... “ Widow said with a pout. “I’ll make you a deal. If you can turn around and tell me to walk away, I will. But if you can’t, you’re joining me on the dance floor.” “Of course I can tell you n-”  Angela started to say as she turned, but was cut short by the predatory yellow eyes staring back at her as Widow wet her wine red lips. Widow took the cue, and closed the distance on her, lacing one gloved hand with Angela’s, and pulling her in with another on the small of her back.  Angela’s voice hitched, unable to argue with the dominating woman. As Widow stepped into Angela’s personal space, her beauty school training took over, hand entwining with Widow’s as she placed her other hand gently on Widow’s shoulder. Widow twirled them onto the stage as high tempo music from the classical ensemble began. Angela’s eyes never left Widow’s enticing stare as they began to move quickly across the floor, every movement perfectly in tune with each other, neither missing a beat, as the tone crescendoed, Amalie drew her in close allowing Angela to wrap her arms fully around Widow’s shoulders and neck, press their tits together before bending her over into a deep kiss. For the first time, they both closed their eyes to be lost in the moment, Widow’s foot-long and supremely dexterous tongue forcing its way into Angela’s mouth, battling for control of her mouth before running along her teeth, uncoiling itself her cheeks before finally slipping it back past her own lips and breaking this kiss. Angela was taken aback at how quickly her own 6 inch tongue had been batted away, normally easily overpowering Fareeha’s when they kissed, as she did in all other parts of the bedroom.  As Widow pulled her up, Angela’s found herself breathless, afraid, and incredibly turned on all at once. Unwilling to simply be a passive toy, she pressed her chest into Widow and went for her neck, mouth open. As Angels’s plump, pink lips brushed against Widow’s blue skin, it felt like lightning for both of them. The hot, wet sensation caught Widow totally by surprise, eliciting a small gasp from her as she quickly clasped a hand to Angela’s head to keep it in place. Realizing she had no intention of stopping, Widow closed her eyes and allowed herself to take in the hot sucking sensation assaulting her neck. She moved a hand down to Angela’s lower back, past her hips and waist, planting it firmly on her rump and pulling her tighter against her as she began to gently stroke Angela’s hair in a possessive manner. She leaned her head down slightly to rest against the top of Angela’s as she began to massage Angela’s ass.  “You want to know what I’m going to do to you tonight, cheri?” Widow whispered into Angela’s ear, to which Angela only whimpered in reply to. “First, I’m going to explore every inch of your body, from those long legs and narrow waist, to the outside and inside for your gorgeous balls and cock, then up your sides and ribs, savoring every inch of your pure vanilla skin.” By this point Widow could feel Angela’s hot breath beating down on her neck as her thoughts were consumed by images of the night to come. “Then,” Widow continued, “once I’ve made it up your body, leaving my marks all up and down it, showing that I can own you like she never could, I’ll slip my tongue into your mouth and dive down your throat, opening it up and devouring you.” Widow felt Angela’s teeth press down on neck in need as her hands snaked over Widow’s back, one going low to squeeze her new lover’s ass, the other high to caress the back of her neck and so as to hold it against her mouth.  As Widow’s cock was pressed down the length of Angela’ leg, Angela’s was pressed wide against Widow’s hips. The began to gently grind against one another as subtly as they could, not that anyone would be watching anyway. Angela’s tongue felt amazing on Widow’s cool skin, the hot wet lips never leaving her neck, only guiding where her tongue would be flicking over the sensitive skin. Widow allowed her to explore her new found passion until she hit a nerve that sent wave after wave of pleasure coursing through her body. It felt far too good to allow Angela move from, so she returned her original clasped grip to the back of her neck. Angel understanding immediately redoubled her efforts on the point that caused Widow’s breath to catch so sharply. After but a few moments of Angela’s ministrations, Widow was unable to contain pleasure building in her brain or the pressure behind her eyes. They spasmed open, lids wide, pupils dilated,  and locked directly with Fareeha’s as a “dry” orgasm rocked her brain. Widow kept their gaze locked as her muscles spasmed involuntarily in Angela’s grasp, who only pulled her in tighter against the convulsions. Widow reveled in pain and betrayal welling up in Fareeha’s eyes which only made her orgasm more intense. Her fingers locked harder against the back of Angela’s head as she bit down on her lower lip to stifle a moan. A few moments after Widow’s body calmed down, Fareeha reached a hand toward Angela’s shoulders. Widow removed her hand from Angela’s ass and snatched ahold of Fareeha’s wrist. “Silly little Egyptian girl thinks she can play with my Swedish Angel.” Widow spat with venom at Fareeha while beginning to gently stroke Angela’s hair once again. She lowered her mouth to Angela’s ear before whispering, “Let’s go Cheri, we seem to have  drawn some  unwanted attention. Would you like to go upstairs for a little more privacy?” Angela’s mouth made a faint popping sound as it was removed from Widow’s neck before she turned her head to look Fareeha in the eyes, to see the longing and anguish Fareeha was feeling before kindly smiling to her. Fareeha took a sharp, anticipatory breath, thinking that Angela was done punishing her. She could not have been more wrong. Angela turned back to Widow, locking eyes with her and giving a devious smile. “How about we give our guest a show…” Widow’s face went from a cold glare to sadistic grin in record time as she thought of the pleasures she would make Angela feel in front of the lover that never could do the same. “Well then what are we waiting for?” Widow stepped to Angela’s side and placed a hand very low on the small of her back and began guiding her toward the exit of the ballroom. Not two steps later the new lovers could hear the click of Fareeha’s heels behind them.  As they  passed through the lounge towards the elevators, Sombra could be seen sitting in a very upholstered chair doing her best to look bored as she checked her nails. Once on the other side of the chair however, D.Va could be seen impotently humping against Sombra’s bare foot, her heels resting at the base of the chair. The dark stain she had observed before had grown a quite a bit, and for how little D.Va came per orgasm,  she must have cum at least 15 times for that to happen. The wanton little whore had her eyes closed, a tear rolling down her cheek. Sombra must not have given her a real orgasm all night. As her humping came to a fevered pitch, Sombra pulled her foot down and gave light, but swift kick to D.Va’s sperm factories, causing her breathing to come fast and shallow as she began to whimper as yet another ruined orgasm came up her tiny, twitching dick and leaked into her suit.  Once the elevator showed up, Angela was guided in by Widow, but as Fareeha went to step in with them Angela held up her hand with a puzzled look on her face. Once Fareeha stopped, Angela pointed to the stairs and said “If you beat us to the third floor, I’ll let you edge at my feet” before the door closed.  “Are you actually going to let her?” Widow purred into her ear.  “Absolutely, but if she cums I’m locking her up for a year”  “Goddess that is hot” Widow moaned into her ear as she pushed her up against the wall and once again invaded Angela’s mouth with her tongue. They both kept their eyes open, staring into each others souls as their tongues danced against each other. Angela no longer tried to fight it, she only tried lightly wrap her own tongue around Widow’s and revel in the sensation of having her mouth owned by the inhuman member Widow possessed. Soon Widow’s hand crept up under the hem of Angela’s dress and she began running her palm over the silken bulge, causing Angela’s heart to miss a beat as she nearly came right then and there. She had been throbbing ever since Widow had snuck up behind her, and now that her cool, leather clad fingers were finding the way to her head it was just too much.  “Hmmph, thop” Angela mumbled out best she could from her stuffed mouth and tied up tongue as she tried to pull Widow’s hand away. “I don’t want to get cum on this dress.” She whined out once Widow had slurped her tongue back in. “Awww, getting a little excited are we?” Widow teased back, moving her hands towards Angela’s breasts, planting a thumb over each nipple, making small circles while grinding her hips into Angela’s. “I’ll make sure not a drop goes to waste tonight” Widow whispered into her ear as Angela pressed her chest harder into Widow’s hands and pulled Widow’s head to her neck. Widow happily obliged whipping her tongue out and wrapping it fully around Angela’s throat as she locked her lips as tightly against Angela’s flesh as she could manage.  Neither of them noticed as the door dinged open, far too preoccupied with each other. It wasn’t until Widow heard the doors try to close and stop that she pulled her lips from Angela’s now hickey strew neck to see what was wrong. Fareeha was standing in the elevator door, preventing it from closing. Her 5 inch cock was standing at full attention, visibly throbbing under her dress as she tried to control her instincts to hump the nearest hole she could. Angela simply rolled her eyes in annoyance at how pathetic her fiance was acting. Fareeha had always been a bottom bitch in bed, but for her to show it this publicly was unheard of.  Angela reluctantly removed herself from Widow’s grasp and moved toward her fiance. She quickly stepped forward, slipping her hand under them hem of her black summer dress, grabbing Fareeha by the balls and squeezing. Their plumpness gave Angela the answer she was looking for. “Oh my… You’re virile right now, aren't you dear Fareeha?” Angela said with a great deal of incredulity, already knowing the answer. The panicked expression spreading into Fareeha’s eyes was all the confirmation she needed. “Wait, were you expecting to use this tonight? Were you going to try to fuck me? I should fuck it out of you leak into a glass and make you hold it in your mouth while Widow fucks load after load into my fertile womb” Angela continued on venomously, roughly massaging Fareeha’s full sack between her fingers as Widow approached and began gently teasing Angela’s neck again. “Or maybe I’ll let Widow fuck it out of you and onto my chest so you can clean me up… I mean did you honestly think you could even get inside me? ” She mused, giving Fareeha one up stroke using just her nails. “Goddess, I’ve never seen you this hard.” “How long until you’re virile again Fareeha?” Widow said, voice filled with condescension and pity. “Four months? Five? A year? Someone as submissive as you must hardly ever be potent, and now you’re going to squirt it all over her perfect little toes. I can’t imagine how much that must sting, but I’m eager to watch…” She trailed off, licking her plump, red lips before curving them into a wicked smile. All the while Angela gave Fareeha a warm smile. “Come, our room is right down the hall.” Widow said eagerly as she began leading Angela down the hall who kept Fareeha close in tow by her swollen sack. Widow removed her glove and placed her hand on the door knob for a moment, giving it the biometric lock time to disengage before pushing the heavy, oakwood door open. Inside sat a very soft looking king bed which was adorned by creamy colored silken sheets with gold stitching. To the left was a tall cabinet filled with exotic drinks from all over the world. The only active light source in the room was set into the ceiling, a low watt bulb resting in a red hued, misty toned dimming shade. As the door closed with a light thump, the lock clicked back into place with a certain finality that caused Fareeha to throb in Angela’s hand, which did not go unnoticed. As Widow moved to start lighting candles, Angela turned back to Fareeha with a confident smirk tugging at the edges of her lips. “I guess you’ll get your edge after all.” She said with a hint of anticipation to her voice. She led Fareeha to the bed before finally releasing her tense nail tip grip, turning curtly and sitting down with legs crossed over one another. She snapped her fingers and pointed downward causing the well trained Fareeha to slid her dress off her shoulders and drop to her knees in an instant. Angela bounced her heeled toes into Fareeha’s twitching rod. “Go on, stroke while you have the chance. Oh,” she leaned in and placed her palm on Fareeha’s cheek. “I don’t think I need to tell you that the consequences for cumming would be… severe.” She finished with a knowing smile and a nudge of Fareeha’s sack with her foot before leaning back and pulling Fareeha’s head into her crotch to give her something to grind against.   Widow, who was making no effort to hurry, watched with glee as Fareeha took consciously deep breaths in order to fill her nose with the scent of her mistress as best she could. Fareeha had her legs spread wide as her cock twitched at her fingertips. She she lifted her right  hand to her mouth slid her middle and index finger into her mouth, rolling her tongue against them to cover them in spit. Meanwhile her left hand was already hard at work in her well used fuckhole, rubbing a finger against her massively swollen prostate. Being veril naturally engorged it, but she had also been in strict chastity for the last four months while on deployment on Angela’s order. Her prostate was packed full of potent little swimmers for only the second time in her life, if she could just get one drop of in inside Mercy, she might be able to carry on her mother’s lineage… Ana had been a powerful woman in her time, using her foot long cock to break in new recruits to the Raptora project, and she made no exception for her teen daughter. She heard rumor that the rapes she was subject to were far more frequent and brutal than normal, like Ana got a special glee out of breaking her little girl. Fareeha focused her mind on that feeling of humiliation at her mother’s hands as Angela’s sweet scent pounded into her brain with every breath.  After drooling all over her fingers, she slipped them from her mouth to her cock. She rubbed the middle digit against the head for a moment before pushing it into her urethra, splitting open the head in a wonderfully agonizing manner. She kept pushing until she hit the final knuckle, whimpering into Angela’s crotch. This was the only hole that Angela had not defiled, the only hole Angela had not abused, the only hole that she still had control over, but at the same time a nagging sensation played at the back of her head. Why hadn’t she used it. Was it not long enough? Not thick enough? Not good enough? Focusing on the feeling of humiliation, she shoved her index finger into her cock as well, precum pouring down the opened passage and coating her fingers. Eventually, her fingers were too much and she had to simply resort to humping the gaped, drooling head of her pathetic little member against Angela’s heeled foot.  Once she was done lighting candles, Widow poured herself a glass of wine before starting to undress. Unfastening the clasps that held her pants together took some effort. Partly due to her inebriation, but mostly due to how much she was tenting her pants, stretching the leather and latex. Her latex bodysuit did not need a zipper, but simply stretched over the body and sealed itself to her skin, causing her cock to pop out like a spring board when it was finally set free. With a little encouragement from her hand slowly moving up and down it’s length, her cock  quickly swelled to its full size, the light blue foreskin pulling back to reveal the already leaking purple head.  Upon seeing Widow stroking her shaft, Angela instinctively licked her lips as her drive to be inside something overcame her. No longer content to simply grind into Fareeha for a moment longer, Angela whispered out, “Suck”. Fareeha complied only too quickly, though not daring to use her hands, instead using her teeth to pull away Angela’s delicate silken panties. She was greeted by Angela’s 10 inch cock slapping onto her face, balls on her chin as the tip drooled onto her forehead. Fareeha drew back till the head of Angela’s cock rested on her ruby lips. She flicked her tongue against the glans of Angela’s shaft, but this was the final straw for a feverish and impatient Angela who grabbed a hold of Fareeha’s skull and sheathed herself in Fareeha’s throat with one quick motion. Angela closed her eyes and let out a mixed moaning sigh of contentment before looking back to Widow’s cock.  Widow was content to watch for the time, reveling in her own beauty and size before she saw Angela staring, with her mouth slightly agape and her tongue visible between her teeth. “Want a taste, cheri?” Widow asked with mock curiosity, knowing full well it was exactly what Angela craved. Not even waiting for a reply, Widow closed the distance between them before proudly presenting her meat to Angela who graciously accepted. Piercing ice blue eyes never leaving Widow’s gleaming yellow, Angela’s head moved forward to take in the engorged purple head. She kept her pink lips closed until they met the tip, giving it a lovers kiss before slowly parting and allowing access to her mouth. Widow’s heart skipped a beat as she slid into Angela’s mouth the sheer heat and wetness that enveloped her was overwhelming. Her arms started shaking and she had to close her eyes from Angela’s loving stare just to keep from cumming on the spot. To keep her arms still she placed one hand on her own tits and started absentmindedly pawing at them while placing her other than atop Angela’s head. Angela stopped once she had Widow’s full head in her mouth, she started sucking at a constant rate, just slow enough that Widow wouldn’t cum. She kept rolling her tongue against Widow’s glans, savoring each drop of precum that flowed forth and pooled in her mouth. Just as the initial wave of ecstasy passed, Widow felt her senses begin to slowly come back, starting with Angela’s warm hand on her hip, urging her forward. She opened her eyes, blinking away the spots in her visions to meet Angela’s gaze once again but was greeted by a new passion burning behind her irises. She started hearing a wet sloshing sound and looked towards Fareeha. Her head was being held in place by Angela’s other hand as she gracefully bounced her hips up and down on the bed to thrust her cock into Fareeha’s waiting and willing throat. Widow looked back to Angela as she tightened her grip on Widow’s buttox, nails pinching into her ass cheek, pulling her forward. Widow was happy to oblige and placed both hands on the back of Angela’s head and began to pull her inexorably forward.  To Angela’s credit, she did not flinch. She did not tear up, nor even close her eyes as inch after inch of Widow’s fuck stick was fed down her throat. On the contrary, the splitting open of her esophagus only spurred her own abuse of Fareeha on. The obscenely tight passage that was enveloping Widow was almost too much for her, up on her tippy toes and vision tunneled into Angela’s, and the only sound that filled her ears was the slurping of cock. But what pushed her over the edge was hilting herself into Angela’s face, only for Angela to wink at her and as she slid her 6 inch  tongue out and around her churning sack. This was just too much for Widow and her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks. Her legs shuddered from her arched feet to her hips, quakes running along her entire lithe form as she tried desperately to lodge herself deeper in Angela’s throat with frenetic twitches driven by instinct alone. Her nuts drew taught against Angela’s chin and her vision blacked out until all she could see was the adoring gaze of her new lover. Her hands quivered as they held Angela in place as her cum started to flow, her urethra dilating -causing her whole cock to swell even more- allowing the cum to surge into Angela’s greedy throat. Angela gazed upon Widow’s soft features, watching has her jaw clenched repeatedly, here eyes got wide and her pupils dilated, her gaze drifting into the middle distance. As Widow’s cock started to twitch in her throat, Angela took her second hand from Fareeha’s head and placed it on Widow’s waist to steady her further and keep her hilted. Fareeha made the mistake of thinking this meant she was free to remove her head, and started to pull back off of Angela’s meat to get a breath of air. Angela brought her legs up, placing the balls of her feet against the back of Fareeha’s scalp, holding her down and pressing her lips back into her sack once again. Widow’s cock splitting her throat open even further proved to be too much for Angela, and her own cock head opened up as it prepared to spill cum into Fareeha’s gullet.  Widow’s orgasm hit first, her cock head spitting rope after rope of cum down Angela’s seizing throat. As Widow’s cock exploded down her throat, so too did Angela's down Fareeha’s. Fareeha was left out, simple being used as a toy by Angela. Fareeha let her cock simply sit there, twitching and drooling out of the gaped head as she squeezed her own sack in her fist to keep from cumming while fingering herself to the rhythm of Angela’s cum delivering twitches. As Widow’s minute long, brain melting orgasm came to an end, she began to pull away from Angela’s head. Angela let her, but put more suction on her cock, making sure not a drop of the delicious cum or throat slop was left. Even through her sealed lips, the shluck of a cock being pulled from a throat could be heard. As she pulled her lips back over the head, rimming her tongue around the lip of it before her lips once again met in a kissing pose at the tip. Angela then removed her foot from Fareeha’s head, placed it on her chest, and shoved her cock and onto the ground. A dark ring of lipstick could been seen at the base both Widow’s and Angela’s cocks.  Angela stood up, wrapping her arms around Widow’s neck and began to kiss deeply, sharing what little of the nut that had not been shot right down her throat with her. Neither of them had gone soft, and both rigid dicks were sliding against each other and between their thighs. After a minute of making out Angela pulled head away, but Widow’s tongue didn’t get the message, leaving its 24 inch length lolling out of her mouth for a moment before she slurped it back up, causing Angela to giggle.  Angela leaned in a whispered, “Grab some bindings.” Before pulling back and winking to Widow, then turned to Fareeha. She was a mess; her cock dripping pre from its open head, one hand fervently slamming into her ass while the other was cupped at her cock to catch all the pre so she could drink it in a desperate attempt to keep her testosterone high. Angela none to gently slapped her across the face to get her attention. Fareeha broke her gaze from Angela’s cock to stare with pleading desperation at Angela, who took her by the neck and guided her to the backboard of the bed. She took the silken bindings from Widow and began to bind Fareeha to the bed. On her knees, legs spread apart, arms behind her back just out of reach of her asshole so she wouldn’t be able to get at it  no matter how hard she pulled against the ropes. Angela didn’t need to gag Fareeha, she was far too well trained to do anything more than whimper or cry.  Angela handed the bindings back to Widow before slipping out of dress and picking up her purse. She retrieve a small golden pill and a large silver butt plug that had a large purple gemstone at the base. She popped the pill into mouth and swallowed it before slotting the plug into Fareeha’s ass, which took it easily after all of her fingering. The cold metal pressed hard into her swollen prostate, pushing a stream of precum out of her and onto the sheets. With each twitch of her cock she could feel her prostate squeeze into the plug, further slicking her urethra in precum.  “There we are darling,” Angela said to Fareeha before kissing her on the lips. Fareeha’s mouth meekly parted to allow Angela to get a taste of her own spunk. She invaded Fareeha’s mouth, delving into every pocket of it she could for moment until she felt precum dripping onto her thighs from Fareeha’s cock. She pulled back and slapped Fareeha on the breasts to watch them jiggle before turning to Widow. Wrapping her arms around Widow’s neck and pulling herself to Widow’s ear, she spoke hotly into Widow’s ear, her voice laced with need. “Bind me, then use my throat. Don’t hold back, use me as a toy, like a living fleshlight,” she begged before pulling her head back to look Widow in the eye. “Let your instinct take over.” She finished with a wink.  Before getting an answer, she turned her back to Widow and put her forearms together across  the small of her back. Widow wasted no time in binding them tightly together, doubling up the knot just to make sure she couldn’t get out. She pushed Angela onto the bed and rolled her over, and pulling her head over the edge. Her bare, pale skin was glowing in the golden candle light of the room, her long throat ripe for the taking. Her breasts gravity defying as ever, pink nipples still pointed skyward as a testament to the quality of her implants. Her her ribs were rising and fall with each short, anticipatory breath she took, leading to her perfectly flat tummy and jewel studded belly button piercing. It had been Fareeha’s 1 year anniversary gift to Angela, a platinum and diamond rose that glimmered in the candle light. Her cock lay on her stomach, but with nothing to stimulate it, it simply sat there twitching and leaking precum onto her belly. Her long legs slightly arched and her hips gently rolling in place out of instinct. Her white painted toes sat under Fareeha’s leaking cock, and soon her feet were shining with Fareeha’s precum.  Widow straddled Angela’s head, cock resting over Angela’s mouth and neck. She pulled her hips back, placing the head on Angela’s upper lip and smearing it with precum. Angela wormed her tongue out of her mouth and towards Widow’s churning purple sack. Widow complied, moving her hips so her balls would rest on Angela’s lips. Angela opened her and pulled one of the orbs into her mouth. The hot, wet hole excited the sperm, her sack beginning to twitch and swell as her seed looked for something to impregnate. Angela had her tongue coiled around the sphere in her mouth, when Widow reached down and pushed on her second nut, teasing it before forcing it past Angelas lips. Angela’s cheeks were pushed out like a chipmunk, her mouth filled to its limit as she was forced to breath through her nose and take in Widow’s intoxicating scent. Widow moved a hand from Angela’s throat to her tits, making small circle over little pink nipples before giving each one a firm slap, watching as her cock visibly throbbed with each slap. Widow let  Angela worship her nuts for nearly ten minutes, not once freeing her balls from her mouth. She kept one hand on Angela’s chest, gently running her nails over her collar bone before suddenly slapping at the gorgeous orbs that stood tall in defiance of nature.  Widow noticed Fareeha staring, and she began to lazily stoke her saliva slicked pole. She could see the desperation in Fareeha’s eyes, the big brown orbs silently pleading with Widow to stop, to undo her bindings so she could leave or at least be turned away. Widow gave her a thin smile before leaning over Angela, never breaking eye contact with Fareeha, until her head was level with Angela’s cock. She slipped in tongue against her belly and began licking up all the precum glistening in the candle light that she could. She moved her lips to Angela’s leaking cock, kissing the head before wrapping her lips over the glans and pushing her tongue forward. Angela groaned through her overstuffed mouth as her hips and legs began to shift about slightly, wanting more sensation. She tried thrusting into Widow’s mouth, but she quickly drew back, moving her arms to pin Angela down more thoroughly before wrapping her mouth back over Angela’s cockhead. Angela got the message and tried to lay as still as possible as the thick, slimy member wormed into her cock. The thick, fleshy tongue drove into Angela’s cock, splitting the bright red head open, and prying apart the walls of her urethra. The sensation was amazing, something she had not felt since her time with Ana. Widow’s tongue may not have had quite the girth of Ana’s, but far surpassed her in length. It just kept diving into her as Widow uncoiled more and more of it into her cock. Her most vulnerable hole being split open by the wet muscle of Widow’s tongue, every little nerve being pressed against all at once, being able to feel the underside of her cock bulging outward for Fareeha to see. She didn’t think it could get better.  Widow had hit the base of her cock, which was already better than Ana had been able to do, but then she kept going. Her tongue slid down past the base, finding all of the fleshy bits past the smooth walls of her cock. She was being penetrated in a way she had only dreamed of, Widow’s tongue sliding over her churning balls, tensing around them to send cum back across her tongue, but with the passage blocked up tight it simply washed back into her sack, causing it to swell up with seed. Widow had coiled her tongue around Angela’s balls before moving the tip to flick it against her prostate. After mere seconds of having her g-spot so directly stimulated, an orgasm shuddered through Angela as her nuts ached for a release they were not getting. Her slit dilated to allow the flow of her juices, but not enough to break the seal in her cock. The cum had nowhere else to go but back into her sack, which once again was forced to swell.  Angela wiggled her head and pushed with her tongue to expel the smooth sack from her mouth before beginning to pant and beg, “Fuck me already, fuck my face and rape my th-hurk.” She was cut off by Widow doing exactly what she was asking for. She reared back up and smoothly stroked forward with her hips, hilting in one graceful motion. Widow closed her eyes to revel in the sensation of Angela moaning around her fuckstick for over a minute before opening them to lock eyes with Fareeha again. She reached down and put her hands on Angela’s tits, using them as extra leverage to begin skull fucking Angela. She pulled out nearly a foot, until she felt the tip of her cock leave Angela’s throat. She felt Angela’s chest rise beneath her hands as she gasped for air around the cock in her mouth. Widow gave her no such reprieve and immediately slammed her hips forward again into Angela’s throat.  Widow quickly found a fast, unforgiving rhythm as she used Angela’s throat like a masturbatory tool. A warm sleeve to fuck as hard as she pleased, rarely freeing her cock from it’s new sheath. Every few minutes she would pull out entirely and begin to titfuck Angela’s perfect breasts so she could listen to her ragged breathing before going back to using her throat like a fleshlight. Widow was just about to pull out again, when she raised a hand from one of Angela’s tits and slapped it hard, feeling the implant bounce back against her hand and watching her cock respond by weakly oozing cum onto her belly. She felt Angela’s moan around the cock in her throat as her body shuddered with an orgasm.  Seeing such a pure display of submission flipped a switch in Widow’s primal, predatory brain. She stopped seeing Angela as a lover, and saw her as an object, a toy to use and break. She clamped her hands down on Angela’s tits even harder, nails biting into her underboob and squishing into the silicon bags that propped them up. She slapped them over and over, watching them turn from pale white, to pink, to red with abuse, and reveling at Angela’s broken will as her cock pumped more and more cum onto her tummy with each slap .  Feeling the slapping and pinching of her breasts and the rougher, ceaseless abuse of her throat, Angela moaned with glee that Widow’s true nature was being released. She felt the bulge traveling up and down her neck with each thrust, taking pride at how little resistance her well trained mouthpussy was putting up. The tip would sink past her collar bones with when Widow’s smooth, pulsating sack would pressing into her nose, utterly filling her brain with the intoxicating scent of lust and dominance. Her perception of time was warped by her sex crazed mind, the moments that her throat was filled seemed fleeting, and those when it was empty seemed to stretch on for a eternity. As the abuse continued she had no idea how long it had been since she got a breath, which excited her. She began to feel different. Her legs began to squirm, but felt heavy. Her vision grew tunneled , seeing only Widow’s blue thighs, nut sack, and cock. Everything else  melted away, feeling too far away to matter at all.  Fareeha had long since stopped pulling at her bindings, simply staring in desperation and humiliation as her wife was taken before her. She was getting flashbacks to when Ana first found out about Angela. Every week Angela came over for dinner, and they would all share a drink. Ana would start to play footsie with Angela almost immediately would be giving her a footjob under the table by the second glass of wine. The night would continue on to a movie on the couch, with Angela and Ana trading hand jobs and throat fucks, with the night usually ending in Angela bouncing up and down on Ana’s cock while Fareeha sat in a chair. Angela would often pantomime a handjob to Fareeha to stroke to, almost always going much faster than Fareeha could take. If Fareeha came, her mother would lock her cock up all week until their next diner and fuck her daughter even harder than usual. Afterward, Angela always apologized profusely the next day, going on and on about how she regretted it and the wine made her do it. She believed her girlfriend at first, but it soon became clear to her that Angela loved bouncing on Ana’s cock.   Ana had always used rape as part of her training program, and her daughter got it the worst. Every mile over five minutes was a skull fuck, over six minutes was an ass fucking, over six and a half was a cock fucking, and over seven was a gang rape by the rest of her training squad. Like her mother, Fareeha had at one point been constantly veril. Her veiny, 13 inch cock stood proud, skin peeling back to reveal a deep burgundy head. Her sack hung heavy with ever potent cum, which she used to knock up her classmates several times. She tried to convince them to leave the base before her mother found out, but it was too late. Ana forced them all to terminate, making her daughter be with them as it happened each time. Once the last abortion had been carried out, Fareeha thought that would be the end of it, but it was only the beginning. That evening, Ana came into her bed room and raped her all night long. Not once stopping despite orgasm after orgasm, Ana plowed her daughter’s fuck hole for over 12 hours to ensure he seed took. Every day her mother would violate her throat, pump a child into her, or flood her nuts with her cum. Over the next 6 months, Fareeha’s cock shrunk down to the pitiful five inch rod it was today, her nuts shriveled and practically stopped working, beat down by her own mother’s dominate sperm. For the next seven years, Ana would rape her day in and day out and forcing her to get over 150 abortions. Sometimes she would force her to get one the day she tested positive, other times she would make her daughter wait until her bump started to form to make her terminate it. The constant flux of her her hormone caused Fareeha’s breasts to grow and sag slightly, which Ana fixed by getting her implants of her very own as a “gift” for her birthday.  Fareeha sobbed once. Her plan to sire a heir was almost totally ruined, her drive to breed waning with each drip from her cock. She gazed at the cum pooling on Angela’s belly as it kept pouring out of her cock, the white glaze creeping over her skin towards her piercing. The cum dripped into her belly button, coating the base of the jewel the petals of the rose as more spunk flowed over her body. Fareeha’s heart was aching as she watched her lovers cum get milked out of her by nothing more that slaps of her tits and abuse of her throat. Angela, like Ana before her, used to skull fuck her for hours without cumming, often growing bored with her, rarely giving her the perverted satisfaction of making her abuser cum. She felt so hopeless and worthless. She wasn’t even good enough to be used as a warm hole by Angela anymore. Tears began to well in eyes and fall down her cheeks as she watched her anniversary gift be totally covered in jizz. She kept willing her cock to go soft, but it wouldn’t go down despite how much precum and testosterone she had lost. It still stood in defiance of her will, the dark, flared open head showing her pitiful arousal. Fareeha was snapped out of her trance by Angela’s legs squirming around as her body fought on instinct alone for air. Her feet, slick with precum, began sliding up Fareeha’s smooth, tan thighs until they met her groin. One foot slid up her shaft, holding it between her toes, the other pressed into her sack with the ball of her pale soles. She moaned in pleasure, her cock being touched for the first time in nearly an hour. With each gentle squish of her sack by Angela’s, her prostate swelled up again only to press into her plug, forcing the precum to weep out of the gaping slit. She was wracked with terror as she realized the haze of lust falling over her mind before it totally smothered all rational thought. The gentle, pulsing pressure Angela’s body applied subconsciously to he sack, the incredibly smooth sole of her foot rest along the bottom of her cock as her toes teased the tip. With what little movement she was allowed, Fareeha began humping Angela’s feet, her body so desperate to breed her wife it would settle for her feet at this point. She could feel her nuts churning up the first potent load she’d made in years. She was so close, humping her wife’s feet as hard as she could. She could feel Angela’s legs shaking, and thought it was from the effort of absorbing her thrusts. She swelled with pride that she was testing her wife’s sexual power for the first time in a decade, and her urethra opened up even more to allow her cum to flow.  Angela’s world had become black, every sensation muted except a slight bumping in feet, the throb of her cock, the occasional dull stinging in her perfect tits, the scent of sex pounding into her brain, the cock slamming into her throat, and the wet, slimy, shlucking noise it made. She was in bliss. She wasn’t even really conscious anymore, just laying there in submissive pleasure. She could feel her orgasm build with each thrust of the cock in her neck, each time her tits were struck, and with each soft squish she felt on her feet. Her overstuffed balls kept leaking onto her belly, her mind refusing to give her the sweet release of an orgasm just yet. It knew what was coming, it craved it, and it would not be denied. Everything was drawn farther and farther from her mind, more and more distant until there was nothing left but the feeling of her orgasm bubbling over in her mind. What should have exploded like a brilliant white light in her mind, collapsed into a grey void that welcomed her like a warm blanket. Her legs fell, her cock exploded once, then again, and a third and final time over her body, cum splatting on Widow’s tits and tummy before it slapped back down in a pool of it’s own cum. Her back arched, tits pressing harder into Widow’s grasp as her chest clamored for the air it wouldn’t get. Her throat spammed weekly in a feeble attempt to cling to life, but it could do little to expel the girthy invader. Her jaw went slack, and her throat with it, which only caused Widow to clamp a hand down on her neck to keep her dick sleeve nice and tight. The last thing she felt was the beat of her heart in her cock as it spilled one more rope of cum in a desperate bid to continue her lineage, and a beat in her throat around the cock that had killed her.  Fareeha watched in elation at Angela’s exploding cock. The thought that she forced Angela to orgasm simply by humping her feet jumped into her mind, which only spurred her humping on even more. She was so close, just a few more strokes before she hit the point of no return… When Angela’s feet dropped away. The loss of something to rub her glans against snapped her back into the moment. She stared down in horror at Angela’s body. She knew in the back of her mind that her wife was dead, but that didn’t stop her hips. Her dick didn’t care at this point how it found it’s release, but with nothing to press against her hips simply resorted to humping the air, her movement severely restricted by her bindings. Her body cried out for stimulation, and her mind screamed out for the only other woman that had touched her cock, that had given her an orgasm… “Mooommmmmmyyyyy!” Fareeha wailed out as her sack drew taught, preparing to unload it’s potent contents. Her body realized that she had no stimulation, that her cock wasn’t stuck in anything. It tried to stop her orgasm, cutting off the flood of endorphins and giving her no release, just the building up of what could have been. Her balls knew they were shooting into nothing, and tried to conserver what little potency they had. They flipped off her PC muscles, causing her spasming cock to stop twitching, meaning it could no longer shoot out ropes, but weakly leak so as to try to conserve her seed. But it was all in vain, she had been pushed over the edge by Angela’s subconscious footjob, the plug pressing into her prostate, and her own insistent humping. “Please Mooommmmyyyy, please!.” She continued to cry out as the pure white cum that had been destined to continue her family line now simply poured from her gaping cock head like a faucet. She wailed out. “Please fuck my cock Mommy! Please fuck my cock until I cum!!” There was no back pressure behind her sperm, no push by the muscle to spew it forward. It simply flowed forth from her balls in an even stream onto Angela’s lifeless feet.  Widow never let up, feverishly driving her hips into Angela’s slack mouth. She felt white hot cum splatter against her tits as she watched Angela’s cock shoot its last ropes. Widow roared in the pleasure of the kill as she felt Angela die around her cock. She started at Fareeha as she kept one hand clamped down on Angela’s throat, and the other was clamped onto her tits to hold her in place. She could feel her orgasm building in her nuts as she hammered into her now broken toy. Angela was limp, but her throat was still a hot, wet hole, and that was all Widow cared about. She simply thrust as hard and as fast as she could, chasing her orgasm. What tipped her over the edge though, was Fareeha’s pitiful cries for her mother. Hearing the pleas for such wanton abuse pushed her past the brink. Her sack drew taught around  her swollen balls as her cock fully engorged, visibly bulging Angela’s throat even further to allow her cumslit to open up. She stared in awe and triumph as Fareeha’s sack deflated as her cum simply drained out onto Angela, totally wasted. She hilted one last time, balls against Angela’s nose, tight blue asshole over her eyes. She lolled her tongue out, licking at her own tits to taste Angela’s final essence of life as she threw her head back with a scream. Her legs quivered, her cock twitched in its sheath, and her prostate spammed. Finally, after what felt like hours of sitting on the edge or orgasm, her cock erupted into Angela's gullet with incredible power. Her spunk shot straight into Angela’s stomach with each twitch of her cock so powerful Angela’s whole corpse would shudder with each explosion of cum.  Just as Angela’s stomach began to distend every so slightly from the cum rushing into her belly, her abdomen began to glow. Faint at first, a light golden hue easy to miss in the candle light, it soon became a golden beacon lighting the room. Both Widow and Fareeha’s eyes were transfixed on the orb, Widow still humping Angela’s face as Fareeha’s cock kept dripping. The light reached a zenith, before rushing through her body. It shot down her long, thin legs into her white painted, cum coated toes. It ran up her spine, into her cranium, and burst forth from her eyes and mouth.  Widow could feel the wave of heat rushing up Angela’s corpse, and had no idea what would her body would do, so she decided it was best not to have her cock between Angela’s teeth. Widow pulled her hips back, freeing all 16 inches of her cock from Angela’s throat for the first time in nearly an hour, allowing her rod to twitch in the open air as it dripped spit back onto Angela’s face.  The light died out, Angela’s lifeless blue eyes hung open, her jaw was slack, and her body limp. Suddenly, her chest heaved and she drew a wet, ragged breath. Her back arching, thrusting her chest skyward and her legs tensed up and together. After a few more labored breaths, she took in her surroundings, gazing up towards Widow. “Mein Gott… That never gets old.” She panted out. Slowly sitting herself up, she looked towards her broken looking fiance. “Oh, cheer up now dear Fareeha, at least you got to cum.” She said in a sing-song voice while smiling kindly at her and wiggling her toes towards her. “Now clean it up.” She continued in a stern tone while dropping the smile. "And  no swallowing."  “Yes Mommy.” Fareeha said as she dutifully obeyed her mistress, licking up her only chance at a daughter of her own, he will totally broken.  Angela looked back towards Widow who was still breathing quiet heavy after fucking all out for over an hour. “And you… I hope you have more of that in store for tonight.” She said with a gleam in her eye

Chapter 0 - A bartenders gift

Jyuko - http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/SaittaMicus/235104/Beertap Jyuko 2 - http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/SaittaMicus/234835/A-Draenei-Halloween-At-The-Hub Julious: "Let us have a toast, you smelly troll, to a glorious victory!" Dreimus :" Ya man, ya filthy human, a glorious victory indeed, hahahaa!" A Bartenders Gift Their glasses of ale clattered together, spilling some on the table of their booth. The bar was packed with patrons who were cheerful and roudy from a long days work, and a few ales to soften them up. A large brown furred Wargen sat at another table, gawking at the purple skinned Draenei who passed by him with an empty tray. He gave a quick smack to her ass. Rogra : " ANOTHER ALE!" Jyuko shuddered from the smack, and cringed as the brute ordered his drink. He'd been harassing her most of the night, although she wouldn't have mind as much if he would tip a little extra, like most of the other patrons who liked to have a grab at her. She went off to grab him another drink, telling herself that this would be his last one before telling him to kindly, ' fuck off '! Dreimus caught a glance of what had happened, turning to Julious he said : "Hey man, I didn't zink bartenders put up with dat kind of bull, shit." Julious raised an eyebrow as his gaze fell back onto Dreimus : "You didn't know, as long as they pay a little extra, she doesn't mind. Rumor has it she fell through on a loan and ended up working here to pay off the dept. I guess letting the patrons get a little friendly helps pay the bills." Dreimus : " Ahh, I feel ya man, but she don't look to happy bout him, now does she?" He said with a drunken gaze, motioning his mug at her. Jyuko set down the Wargens drink hard onto the table, making it splash a little. "Last one." She said a little harshly, although her voice shaked slightly. The drink splashed a bit onto Rogra. He stood up, lording over Jyuko with rage : " I'll leave, when I choose to, you WHORE!" Jyuko clutched the tray to her chest as her pale white eyes widened with fear. Julious : " HEY! I think I hear a few mutts barking in the alley, why don't you go sniff around a little." Dreimus : "Ya you filthy blood hound, go sift through da trash." Julious stood up, readying his sword. Dreimus was right beside him, his hands glowing with blue fire. The Wargen charged at them and the battle ensued, blue fire singeing Rogra's fur and Julious's blade hacked at his arm. After a few moments the Wargen laid limp on the ground, bleeding and smelling like burnt hair. Julious and Dreimus tossed Rogra outside into the muddy street. Julious : " Well, that was exciting! Could we get another round Jyuko?" Jyuko was still a little shocked, taking a moment before it registered what he had asked. Her face softened as she smiled at the two : " Anything for my two hero's." She went behind the bar and poured two mugs of ale, bringing them over to Julious and Dreimus. :" A special treat, Just for you two." She slowly poured the drinks onto herself. The ale splashed off of her breasts and soaked through her blouse as it dripped down her corset. Cupping her hands in front of her and pushing her breasts together, : " Drink me up boys." They looked at each other and grinned in their drunken haze. Julious pulled down Jyuko's white blouse, letting her ale soaked breast's plump out. He licked and squeezed at her glistening breasts as she moaned softly to his touch. Dreimus slowly lifted up her skirt, squeezing her cheeks between his hands. Jyuko started to blush as her purple skin was exposed to all. The other patrons watched eagerly as Jyuko's body was caressed and fondled by the two warriors. Dreimus pulled on her tail gently as he rubbed her rosy lips from behind. Light jolts of pleasure rang out from her tail, sending waves of goose bumps up her back and down into her pussy. She put her hand at the back of Julious's head as he continued to lick the ale from her breasts. Her hooves slid out as her pussy dripped at the thought of the troll's shaft sliding into her. Jyuko looked back at Dreimus as she bit her lip : " I, I want you, inside me, please, slide your shaft in me." Dreimus : "With pleasa Draenei." He pulled his blue cock out from his pants, letting it slide between her cheeks as she rubbed herself against the shaft. Julious undid his pants, letting his cock hang out in front of Jyuko. She looked a little surprised at his long hard shaft, taking it between both hands as she stroked it. "I don't know, if i could fit it in my mouth." She said hesitantly. She licked his shaft, letting drool run down the tip of his cock before sliding it into her mouth. She could feel the heat coming from his shaft as his girth filled her mouth. It pulsed as she slid it deeper, sliding it in and out as her lips wrapped around it. "Mm, mph, mmm." Her eyes were half closed as she continued to slide his cock back and forth, swaying her hips back and forth as to taunt the troll behind to slide his cock inside her. Dreimus slid his shaft over her clit, getting it wet with her juices as she moaned with the cock in her mouth. His cock was dripping wet as he slid his shaft into her, pumping in and out as he went deeper with each thrust. Jyuko spread her ass with one hand to help the troll slide deeper, still moaning as she licked around Julious's cock.  Dreimus pulled at Jyuko's tail as he thrust into her, smacking against her rump as she took his whole cock inside her. His thrusts plunged her deeper onto Julious's cock, forcing her to brace herself on his thighs a she tried not to gag. Her mind started to go numb from the pleasure, not caring that drool was dripping down her face, or that the other patrons were looking at her with devious stares. They rubbed there cocks as they got hard, seemingly trying to hold back from jumping in on the action. Jyuko thought how amazing it would feel to have their cocks inside her throughout the night, covering her in their jizz till the break of dawn. But her attention snapped back to the troll pounding her as he smacked her ass. Sending little shocks down her legs. Her legs began to buckle as her hooves slid out, but Dreimus picked her up at her hips as she started to go limp. Dreimus picked up his pace as his load started to swell within him, forcing Jyuko to gag on Julious's cock before the Troll pulled and shot streams of jizz across her back. As Jyuko gaged Julious started to cum down her throat. Pulling out as she dropped to her knees, shooting the rest of his load onto her face and into her eye, making her wince a little as the cum streamed down her face. Jyuko pulled a stream of cum from her face, smiling as she sucked on the strand of cum. " Mmm tastes sweet.. How did you like it?" Julious's cock still throbbed as a bit of cum dripped out of the tip. : "Best ale I've ever had." He said with a big grin on his face. Dreimus looked at Jyuko as the cum stuck to her back and dripped off of her face, : " Ya really know how to serve Draenei. Hahahaa." The other patrons started to gather round her, stroking their shafts as temptation took over their drunken minds. Jyuko looked at them with a devious grin as she lightly bit her finger : " Looks like I'll have my fill tonight as well." _______________________________________ Written by : Abatos Requested by : SaittaMicus Jyuko is Saitta Micus's OC Critic and smiley's welcome :)

Chapter 0 - Zac & Riven's Romantic tale.

Riven : http://img4.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130621004824/leagueoflegends/images/8/81/Riven_OriginalSkin.jpg Zac : http://img1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130317162649/leagueoflegends/images/f/f8/Zac_OriginalSkin.jpg Forum : http://forums.na.leagueoflegends.com/board/showthread.php?t=4038648 seductive :  http://forums.na.leagueoflegends.com/board/attachment.php?attachmentid=901842&d=1392980989 rain : http://forums.na.leagueoflegends.com/board/attachment.php?attachmentid=829070&d=1384526877 smooch : http://forums.na.leagueoflegends.com/board/attachment.php?attachmentid=842154&d=1385713969 porn riven zac by worgenhard : http://rule34.paheal.net/post/view/1303630#search=ZAC%20riven Worgenhard : http://rule34.paheal.net/user/Worgenhard Zac & Riven's Romantic Tale A broken sword is stuck into the ground. Riven rests up against it as the heavy rain drips unto her. A wind blows through the trees, sending a chill up Rivens back. The trees around her weep at the dark clouds that shroud the sun. A large green slime man walks up behind her unoticed. Zac spreads out his arm to shield Riven from the rain. She looks up at him, her face sorrowful and beaten. Zac gives her a soothing smile, " What brings you to the out here?" Riven : "Nothing, all I do is wonder, trying to find a piece of myself that can not be found." She looks away from him, water dripping down her sullen face. Riven : "What are you doing out here anyway, shouldn't you be sloshing about a warm fire?" Zac tensed as he remembered why he had come into the forest. "A child in town needs some medicine, I told her I would find the plants and fruits she needed, despite her protest. W-would you like to help? I've had some trouble finding a couple of them." She gave a weak smile, "Sure." _______________________________ Zac and Riven stood at the base of a large Treplin tree. It looked similar to a Maple tree but it had little dark purple fruits on it. Zac : " We need a bushel of those fruits, they're suppose to help bring down the fever." Riven grew some determination, feeling compelled to help as best she could. " Right, lift me up so I can grab some of them." Zac blushed a little as his eyes scrolled up her beauty and physique. "Um, yeah, I can do that." He knelt down and cupped his hands for her foot. She grabbed onto him, one foot on his hands and her hands bracing herself on his shoulders. Zac blushed even more as her hands pressed against his gooey mass, and her crotch nearly rubbing against his face. He hoisted her up amongst the branches. She looked around for the fruits but it was hard to see with the clouds obscuring the sun. After looking around for a bit she could see a small gleam from the little fruit. " I see one, I just gotta.." She reached up, bracing her knee on his shoulder to reach the fruit. Her crotch was rubbing against his face as he gulped in surprise. She had almost reached the bushel of fruit. She pushed his head down with her free arm, not caring that his slimy face was pressed against her. Riven : " GOT IT." Zac lost his balance as his embarrassment got the better of him. Riven came crashing down onto him as they fell to the ground. Zac : "S-sorry, I, lost my footing.." Riven was a little shocked and how tender his body was, feeling his slime press against her. She started to pull her self off of his slimy body, green strands of goo stretching off of her as she stood. Riven : " It's alright, I got them." She smiled as she held up the fruit in her hand, strands still streaming off of her body. Zac was still flustered, amazed at her change in mood. " Uh, yeah, well, we should probably get back.." ("We should get back?" " Real smooth Zac.") She nodded to him and they started back to town. They walked in silence as the patter of the rain started to fade. Riven liked that she had a little distraction from her past, and this slime ball, seemed rather charming. She chuckled to herself as she thought about him. Zac looked a little confused, but thought it best not to say anything. ________________ Zac handed the fruit and a few other herbs to the doctor and he started to grind them up into different medicines. Riven leaned against the wall, trying to stay out of the way. little girl : " Zac, you made it. I didn't know if were, gonna be alright." Zac : " It'll take more than a little rain to stop me little one." He smiled at her and she smiled back, her cheeks red with fever. Doctor : " It would be best if you two let her rest, she needs as much strength as she can get." Zac : " Right, we'll head off, get some rest little one." She nodded back at him, feeling a little better to know that she had a hero watching over her. __________________ The clouds lit up like fire in the setting sun. The building glowed orange and pink as they walked back to Zac's house.  Riven : "I think she likes you." She said slyly. Zac : "Hey come on, she's a friend." Riven : "Haha, I'm just teasing, it was kinda cute what you did for her." Zac blushed a little : "Yeah, well, *mumbles, maybe you were pretty cute too." Riven blushed a little, showing a rare emotion, her face softened and she seemed frail for the first time. Zac : " ... We're here." A small one story house laid before them, the second floor had been torn out so Zac could move around without hassle. There was a small fire place in the living room, the kitchen was rather bare due to his unique eating habits, and the bed seemed untouched, as though he never slept. Riven : " It's, cozy, I like it." Zac : " I'll uh, get a fire started, you can take the bed tonight, I usually sleep by the fire." Riven : " Thanks, for everything." Zac : "Well, you would've done the same." He went over to the fire, messing with the coals to get a fire going. Riven : "No, I don't think I would." She came up behind him and gave him a hug, her breasts pressing against his gooey back. She gently kissed his back, a strand of slime stretching off her lips. Riven : " Thank you Zac. " The fire sprang to life, sending a warm glow reflecting through his body. He turned his head back to look at her, and she went up on her tippy toes to give him a kiss. His body went soft and slumped next to the fire. Riven giggled and climbed over his gooey body to give him another kiss. her arms and legs were covered in his slime, finding it hard to move about. Zac wrapped his arms around her, massaging her back with his tentacley hands. He undid her belt with care, hesitating for making such a leap. She pulled out from another kiss, rubbing her clit against his gooey body. She noticed the little purple nub from atop his head. Getting curious and wet she licked at it, suckling it in her mouth as her skirt fell off. A strange reaction caused Zac's body to deform and harden into different tendrils and a large shaft growing out between his legs. Riven looked back, still suckling the purple bulb as his shaft rubbed between her lips. Drool ran down her cheek as became she flustered, unsure if she could take his shaft, but hardly caring if she could. Some of the little tendrils tore at her purple shirt, tearing it in several places to let her breasts breath a little. The tendrils lapped at her nipples softly, cautiously getting more enthusiastic. Riven continued to suck on the bulb, causing Zac to be more impulsive and less restrained.He felt his shaft rubbing between her lips, wanting it to pop into her tender pussy. Riven could barely hold back temptation as her wet pussy begged for his shaft. She moved her hips forward to let his shaft slide in. Riven : "MMHH, pa haa, Zac, I want you inside me, MMA." Zac found a small measure of restraint as he started to pump his sticky green shaft into her, not wanting to hurt her with his girth. As he continued to thrust into her she plopped her head onto his chest, letting herself go limp as Zac pounded away. His girth filled her as she spread her legs for more. It would deform and push out against her as he thrust, with streams of goo streaming out from between her legs. She tried to push herself up so she could lean back, but her hands fell through his sticky body, leaving her trapped against him. her face started to sink into him as well, and she couldn't breath. Zac pulled her out with one arm, letting her sit on his shaft as he continued to thrust. She coughed out some goo as streams of flowed down her whole body. She was panting heavily as the pleasure washed over her, tendrils still massaging her breasts as she cried out for more. Riven looked at Zac with half closed eyes, her mouth a jar as she was pumped full of slime. Streams glimmered off of her tits as they bounced, sending little bits flying. They continued on through the night, orgasm after orgasm, Riven's body was coursing with pure ecstasy as Zac continued to please her with his body. She nearly passed out several times, but her warrior spirit would not allow her to give up, and neither would her body that lusted for eternal pleasure. By early morning she could take no more and passed out onto the floor. She was covered in slime from head to toe, still twitching as goo flowed from her pussy. Zac gently picked her limp body up off the floor as slime streamed off of her. He laid her in the empty bed admiring how pleased she looked with his slime on her face. He slumped down beside the bed falling asleep as the sun began to rise. ____________ Later in the day, Riven began to stir. She had a smile on her face that felt rather unusual as she looked down at herself. Green slime still stuck to her as she played with the goo on her face. She looked around, but couldn't see Zac anywhere, until she heard some clashing come from the kitchen. Riven : " Zac?" Zac : "Yeah?" Riven : " What are you doing in there?" Zac : "I thought you would want some breakfast." A mischievous smile grew on her face : " Come here, I already know what I want for breakfast."

Chapter 0 - W.O.W Harem of Peace

Alexstrasza : http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100423074849/wowwiki/images/9/9d/AlexstrazaCata.jpg Vereesa Windrunner : http://static1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080429204246/wowwiki/images/e/e6/Vereesa.jpg Tyrande Whisperwind : http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100305080621/wowwiki/images/1/11/Tyrande_Wei.jpg Moira Thaurissan : http://static2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20070117200832/wowwiki/images/thumb/9/94/PrincessMoiraBronz... Jaina Proudmoore : http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130315233215/wowwiki/images/a/aa/Jaina_Proudmoore_%28New%... Sylvanas Windrunner : http://static2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100304054355/wowwiki/images/2/2c/Sylvanas_Wei.jpg Tatsu : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/leevest/125990/w0001 http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/Winterborne/120386/Tatsu-and-Phylanna Booty Bay : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rHTGElCVfSs W.O.W. Harem of Peace In Booty Bay the leaders of the realm gather in hopes of bringing peace to the land. Onboard a large ship docked in Booty Bay a round table is seated by the leaders of the realm, in hopes to bring peace to the land. Alexstrasza : "We gather here today, to set aside our differences, so that all our people, may live in harmony, and peace, across the land." Tatsu : narration - "( Alexstrasza, Queen of the dragons. It's no surprise that she would call such a meeting to bring peace to the world. Peace talks have been fruitless in the past, I wonder what makes her think this will be any different.)" Moira : "Peace? The Dwarven army's do not need peace! Our might will crush the Forsaken Banshee's." Tatsu : - "( Moira Thaurissan, Daughter of the former Dwarven king. She seeks to prove her worth on the battlefield, but knows little of it's strife.)" Sylvanas : "hm hmm, yes, send your army's, we shall cut them down, and perhaps, if they are lucky, I shall raise their corpses against you!" Tatsu :  - "( Sylvanas Windrunner, Queen of the forsaken, a brilliant tactician and a malicious foe of the Alliance.)"   Vareesa Windrunner : "For years war has raged between us. Countless lives have been lost to mindless blood shed, peace must be made, for our very survival now depends on it." Tatsu :  - "( Vareesa Windrunner, a strong elf, and a mighty warrior. One might think she would hesitate to send her forces against her sister Sylvanas, but she would not. )" Jaina : "Your forces will lay down their arms and except this peace! The Kirin Tor will no longer except this treachery!" Tatsu : - "( Jaina Proudmoore, a fierce and talented sorceress of the Kirin Tor. She would do well to learn that peace is not a one sided matter.) Tyrande : " The moonlight shines clear into my eyes, Elune has shown me the darkness that will come to all of us if we do not seek tranquility." Tatsu: - "( And finally Tyrande Whisperwind. The high priestess of Elune. She is passionate and brave, but her rashness could tare these talks apart. )" Sylvanas : "This banter is a waste of my time, and it will not soon be forgotten, Alextrasza." She walked out of the room, paying no attention to the shouts of anger behind her. Soon after she left, the other leaders left the room, with only Alextrasza and Tatsu remaining. Tatsu stepped out from behind a wooden pillar, "Could you have expected a better out come Alexstrasza?" Alexstrasza : "...No, but I had to at least get them together to attempt some form of dialogue." Tatsu : " A mostly violent dialogue..." Alexstrasza : " Yes well, that is why I brought you here Tatsu, to, negotiate with the leaders." Alexstrasza got out of her chair and put her hands on Tatsu's chest plate, looking into his eyes. Alexstrasza : " It shouldn't be too hard for a mighty paladin to , negotiate, a peace." She leaned in and pressed her lips against his, stopping his response. "mm.. mm" He wrapped his arms around her pulling her close. Her blood flared as their passionate kisses made her wet and untame. She pulled from the collar of his armour, tearing the chest piece away and letting it clunk to the ground. Alexstrasza whispered to him, " and as a small token of my appreciation, my body, shall be yours." She ran her hands down his ripped chest as she knelt before him. Tearing away the chain mail covering his crotch, exposing his massive studded rod. She ran her tongue up the shaft, leaving a trail as her tongue slid over each stud. She looked up at Tatsu as her mouth slid over the head of his cock. Tatsu looked down at her : " Your will shall be done my Queen." She attempted a smile with his massive cock in her mouth. Closing her eyes she sucked the head, stretching her mouth wide to let it sink deeper into her mouth. Drool slid down his cock as she ran her tongue around it. Putting both hands around its girth she stroked him as her head bobbed up and down. "MMH..MMPH... MMCKHH" She started to gag as the cock hit the back of her throat, sending a stream of drool to hang off her chin. Tatsu : "You want it deeper my queen?" As he put his hand on the back of her head. Alexstrasza : "MMHM.. MMU" Her eyes begging for more. Tatsu pushed her head deep onto his cock, her lips sliding along his studs. He pulled her head off his cock to let her breath, strands of precum hanging off of her mouth. " NHEE .. *cough cough" she gasped for air with her eyes starting to tear up. Her hand cupped her breast and rolled her nipple between her finger tips, while her other hand started to gently stroke her pussy. Alexstrasza : " I want your cock Tatsu. I want it all inside me. Fill me with your glorious cum." Tatsu slowly pushed his cock down her throat. You could see the studs pushing out of her throat as her mouth hit the base of his massive cock. Her eyes went wide as he thrusted deep inside her, her tongue hanging out lazily as she tried to breath. Her eyes rolled to the back her head as Tatsu gave one last thrust down her throat. His massive load exploded down her throat, filling her stomach and bursting out of her mouth. He mercifully pulled his cock out her mouth, letting the rest of his load spurt onto her face. She slumped against the leg of the table as she gasped for air. Coughing up some jizz, it streamed down onto her chest as she cupped her breasts to let it pool up. She licked at her lips with a smile on her face, Letting the taste fill her mouth. Alexstrasza : " Go forth my hero, bring peace to our land." ___________________________________________ http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100305080621/wowwiki/images/1/11/Tyrande_Wei.jpg Tatsu walked off the ship, his rod still throbbing in his pants. He stretched out his armuor clad arms in the pale moonlight, trying to figure out where each of the leaders had wondered off to. He heard splashing off the dock and noticed Tyrande swimming in the water. Tatsu asked softly : " How's the water?" Tyrande : "It is well Paladin, it sooths me under the light of Elune." Tatsu slipped silently into the water, wading over to Tyrande. She circled around him. : "You're rather bold, Tatsu." Tatsu : "As it is needed, Priestess." She gave a slight laugh before diving under the water, Tatsu followed close behind. As they went deeper the light began to fade and she turned around to look at him. The moonlight shawn all around him and she knew that Elune was giving her a sign. "(Tatsu is the light)" she thought as she swam up to him. Their hair floated waitlessly in the water as Tyrande held Tatsus head, pressing against his lips. Tatsu cupped her butt, pressing her against his shaft as they rouse to the surface. As they drifted toward the dock Tatsu lifted Tyrande's elegant dress above her hips. Her dark purple clit budding around the lips. She let her head rest against the large pillar of the dock, raising her hands around it as Tatsu rubbed his studded cock against her clit. "ooh.. mm" she whimpered, biting her lip. He brought his cock back, sliding over her clit again before pushing the head of his cock into her. "OOH.. by the light.. it's enormous!" Tatsu : " Is it too much priestess?" Tyrande : "No, Elune wills it to go deeper, ooh" She turned over in the water, bracing her shoulder against the pillar with her arms wrapped around it. Tatsu was able to go deeper as her muscles relaxed. "Huua.. oooh" she moaned as his studs rubbed her from the inside. Tatsu thrust gently into her, slightly splashing in the water as he pumped."Moon goddess.. UUHH .. guide me..AUH" Tyrande's light blue eyes glowed softly, flashing open as Tatsu pushed his massive cock deep into her womb. His studs bulging out against her stomach as he started to pump faster into her purple pussy. "OUUH... It .. can't .. be... AUHa." Her head sunk beneath the water and she let out a loud stifled moan, bubbles raging out of her mouth. Her eyes flashed brightly as the sensations coursed throughout her body. Tatsu pulled her head up by her wet hair, letting her breath. She gasped as she came up, still shocked at the might of his cock. She could feel it swell as his load stirred within him. "No, please.. UA .. not, inside me.. MMOHH." Half heartedly begging. Tatsu seemed deaf to her words, blasting his load deep inside her as she moaned. Strands of jizz exploded out the sides of her pussy, suspended in the water. Her body fell limp in the the water, passed out from exhaustion. Tatsu gently lifted her over his shoulder. As he climbed back onto the dock jizz flowed down her leg and dripped into the water. He layed her gently onto the wooden planks and moved her wet hair out of her face. Weary and half conscious Tyrande spoke : "The light has shown me the way, harmony shall be restored, by your hand." Tatsu smiled softly : " Rest now, my priestess." ________________________ http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20130315233215/wowwiki/images/a/aa/Jaina_Proudmoore_%28New%... In a small shop along the cliff of the bay, Jaina was sifting through a tray of rough cut crystals of varying colours. She seemed frustrated and annoyed as she looked at each one. Tatsu: "Find any you like?" Jaina shot a quick glare at the Paladin : "No, these crystals look like they have been cut by poor crafters, what a waste!" Tatsu : " Are you angry at the crystals, or perhaps Sylvanas is the source of your anger?" Jaina : "HA, that whore should know her place! For all the suffering she has caused, I can not forgive her." Tatsu : "Jaina, we need to set aside the atrocity's committed by both sides, not for ourselves, but for all those who live in fear everyday this war continues." Jaina clenched a crystal in her hand, cracking it in her rage. Tatsu : " Jaina?" She stormed out onto the walk way, her eyes frosty and blue, swelling with arcane magic. Tatsu followed close behind, trying to keep up with her. Jaina spun around : " Be gone, Tatsu!" as she blasted him with a frost fire bolt. He was pushed back into a small alley way, his arm was frozen from taking most of the blow. Slowly he tried to get up, but Jaina stood over him. Her hands and eyes glowed with blue arcane magic. " Do you have no fear Paladin?" Tatsu: " Death, is easy, Archmage." Her arcane magic faded, and she dropped onto her knees between his legs. Jaina : "To except peace, is to surrender to the Forsaken." Tatsu struggled to sit up but managed to get one arm to rest on her shoulder. Tatsu : "No Jaina, it is the greatest victory of all..."   Jaina embraced Tatsu as a tear ran down her cheek, freezing over into sparkling ice. Jaina : "I have fought for too long, to know of peace." Tatsu: "Then let me show you the way." He said softly. Their eyes locked and Tatsu leaned in to kiss her. Her soft lips pressed against his with her arms wrapped over his shoulders. They both dropped back onto the wooden planks of the alley floor. As they kissed Jaina rubbed her crotch along Tatsu's ripped abs, letting out little moans as her pussy became wet. Tatsu undid the clasp on her skirt, letting it fall over her toned ass under the pale moonlight. His shaft grew hard once again, resting between her ass cheeks. Jaina sat up grinding her clit against tatsu as she took off her armored vest, exposing her plump breasts. Tatsu reached up to caress them but Jaina held his arms down to his chest. "No, touching." she said with a smirk. She lifted her ass up and let the head of his cock push against her tight ass, " AHu" , she gasped, trying to let his cock in. She reached behind her with one hand, conjuring watery lube around his cock. It started to slide in a bit more, the head almost all the way in. Tatsu got one arm free and stroked the back of Jaina's thigh, making her thrust forward and his cock go in a few more inches as she let out a quick scream. She panted as sweat beaded on her breasts, letting strands of blonde hair sticking to her face. She worked the cock up and down her ass, working her hips back and forth to let it slide deeper. "Tatsu, ouh, how can my hero, aAH , be this, mMPH, big!?" Tatsu : " It's, merh, Hard to... merh, mma" Jaina : " H-Hard, indeed, Auh!" Jaina leaned forward, letting her nipples slide across his chest as she worked his shaft up her ass. She was panting for air, hovering above Tatsu's lips, unable to hold her breath to kiss him. Her tongue hanged out, taunting him. His tongue played with hers as she let out deep moans with drool hanging between them. He grabbed her thighs, pulling them out from under her, forcing her wait down on his cock. "HOOAH! she cried out, lightly smashing her fist on his chest. He thrust his cock into Jaina, studs rubbing against her lubed hole. Jaina : "Please Tatsu, AUH , have mercy, MMA" Tatsu : "By your command, AUG, archmage..." Tatsu hoisted Jaina off his cock, blowing his large load across her back as she cried out. Cum flowed down his shaft and pooled onto her ass. Panting and sweaty she collapsed onto Tatsu. He put his hands on her back, pressing her close to comfort her, paying no attention to the jizz on his gauntlets. Jaina: " Guide me to harmony, Tatsu." Before she passed out. Tatsu : "As you will my Sorceress." _________________________________ Tatsu gently layed Jaina over his shoulder, making his way back to the ship. Along the way he hoisted Tyrande over the other shoulder, still passed out from earlier. He placed the two girls in a large bed in one of the ships cabins, leaving his cum soaked gauntlets on the floor. Closing the door quietly he could hear Moira in another cabin, cursing at her self over the peace talks. Moira : "Blast that wench ... Undead wretches.... The might of Ironforge will..." Tatsu knocked before opening the door. Tatsu: "Everything alright Queen Thurissan?" Moira : "No, no it's not alright, That undead cunt disrespected me, disrespected the Alliance!" She shouted as she paced back and forth. Tatsu : " Now calm down Moira, war benefits no one, nothing can be gained. You have nothing to prove to any one, and even if you did, it would be better to be remembered as a leader who brought prosperity, over blood shed and strife." She thought about it for a moment, letting her blood cool. " Ey, prosperity beats blood shed, so long as 'she' can see the same." Tatsu nodded respectfully, He left the room in silence. _____________________________________ http://static1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080429204246/wowwiki/images/e/e6/Vereesa.jpg Knowing the Elfs would be running about in obscure places around the bay, Tatsu decided to climb the cliff across the lagoon to get a better vantage point. He would occasionally stop as he climbed to heal his sore muscles. Sweat ran down his back as he neared the top of the cliff, the moon watching him near the horizon. The rock gave way under his hand, he let out a grunt as the strain made his muscles bulge. He held on by his other hand as the sound of rocks tumbled down the cliff face. He got a hold again and continued to climb, making it onto the grassy cliff top. Vereesa : " Impressive, I thought you would be more tired after your recent exploits." Tatsu looked up at Vereesa, laying on a low branch of a tree. Tatsu's black hair stuck to his face as he tried to catch his breath, his glossy chest heaving heavily from the struggle. Vereesa : " You look confused. Your name is whispered across these lands you know. Tatsu, the mighty lover." Tatsu : " There's no harm in a little love, is there?" Vereesa : "So true, Tatsu." she held out her hand, beckoning to come to her. He walked up to her hand and she guided him close to her, looking him in the eye. She gently moved some hair off his face. " Your plan is working so far, but my sister will be your greatest challenge of all. How you persuade her to bring harmony to the lands is your business, just know that the fate of millions may rest on your deeds tonight." A heavy face fell upon Tatsu, he hadn't quite grasped the severity of this moment until now. What he did tonight was not just for himself, it was for everyone, even the undead. Vereesa smiled " Tatsu, such a face does not suit you well." Tatsu smiled back, leaning in for a kiss. Vereesa jokingly pulled back with a smile before embracing his lips. As they kissed Tatsu's hand found its way to Vereesa's breast, gently rubbing it under the metal chest plate. Her hand trailed down his chest massaging his bulging cock as he sucked on her tongue. He undid the clasp on her metal crotch plate, lifting it out from between her legs. Vereesa : "mmm, your quick aren't you. Come now Tatsu, lick me." Tatsu started to rub her clit, in soft little circles. " HOOH, yes." She swung down, hanging off the branch by her legs. She pulled out his massive shaft, marveling at its mass as she stroked it. Tatsu lifted the chainmail off of her rosy lips, caressing them with his tongue. As he licked at her clit he stroked the inside of her pussy with his fingers as she moaned. Her head bobbed on his mighty shaft, reluctant to try and take it all in. Tatsu thrust his hips toward her, encouraging her to take some more. Tatsu : "Llea, mm , leck, you're so wet, mmla" Vereesa found it impossible to respond, being at the mercy of his cock. "OOMMPH... MMM.. hHMM." Vereesa played with her nipple as she stroked his cock with her other hand. She tilted her head back to let him thrust deeper down her throat. She found it hard to breath but she wanted more of his cock inside her as her tongue played with his studded cock. Vereesa : -"( Cum Tatsu, fill me, let me taste your cum! )" Tatsu thrusted harder into Vereesa, almost reading her thoughts as she got closer to climax. She squeezed her nipples hard as her mouth could nearly reach the base of his cock with each thrust. Her body radiating with pleasure as his cock slid down her throat. Vereesa : " MM.. MMM, (i'm, gonna CUM), AAHH, MMCK, MMHU." Tatsu grunted as he licked her pussy, coming to climax with her as she squirted her juices on his face. His jizz spurted into her stomach, flowing down her throat and into her mouth. As his cock slid out of her cum came gushing down her face, forcing her eyes shut as she gasped for air. His cum kept cumming, shooting out onto her tits as she squeezed them. Her legs were shaking from the shocks of ecstasy flowing through her. Little cum bubbles popped as she tried to breath out her nose with the jizz running down her face. Her legs started to give way but Tatsu caught her before she dropped, laying her on her side with the soft grass beneath her. She tried to lift her head to lick at the tip of his cock, but her strength failed her. She passed out with a weak smile on her face, cum still streaming out of her mouth. Tatsu ran his hand down her arm. "Sleep well, my Vareesa." _____________________________ http://static2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100304054355/wowwiki/images/2/2c/Sylvanas_Wei.jpg Getting weary from his exploits, Tatsu cast a divine light upon himself. Feeling rejuvenated he set off across the roof tops to search for Sylvanas. He could hear a whistling above him. He stopped and saw Sylvanas on the roof above, staring down at him with her red, glowing eyes. Sylvanas : "Come here, mortal." Tatsu obliged, climbing up and sitting beside her on the roof top. Sylvanas : " I knew Alexstrasza would not call me here without having thought it through. Tell me, does she truly wish for peace?" Tatsu : " That she does, war can only go on for so long. Even the Forsaken must want peace, in their own way." Sylvanas : " Peace can not be made unless the rights of the Forsaken are acknowledged. Until then, war will rage on until there is nothing left but ashes and death." Tatsu : "What if they were willing to acknowledge the Forsaken, and let them live out their existence as they see fit?" Sylvanas : " Hm hm hm, I'm sure Alexstrasza has had you see to that matter. However, even then they would not give us the respect we deserve, and for that, they must die." Tatsu : "If it is blood shed you seek then let there be peace. Let them rebuild and repopulate so that your army's can spill their blood, but not now. Let peace give the forsaken a chance to build respect across these lands. Sylvanas : "Hmmm, devious aren't you Paladin. Perhaps a corpse would suit you better, hmm?" As she held a knife tip under his chin. Tatsu : " Life suits me better, Sylvanas." Lowering her hand with his own. Sylvanas leaned in close to him, "Death, shall embrace you soon enough." She pushed him down onto the roof top, hungrily kissing his lips and playing with his tongue as she pushed against him. Tatsu undid the buckles and fastners on her chest plate and crotch. She lifted herself up so he could throw them aside. She stabbed the knife into the roof, taking off her hooded cape and tossing it down. Sylvanas : " Show me Tatsu, show me why you should live." Tatsu grinned as he tore her leather pants down the back, sending a tare across her groan and over her pussy. Sylvanas: " You certainly have strength." Tatsu flexed his cock muscles, forcing it out of his pants. Sylvanas : " Oh, such length, you think I can fit it all in?" She ran her hands along the shaft, grinding her wet pussy against the base. Tatsu : "I dare not deny it, Mistress Sylvanas." She lifted herself up and guided his cock into her pussy. She gasped as it went in, working her hips to force it in deeper. She worked his cock down her pussy, rubbing her clit and moaning with every thrust. She tried to get it in deeper but the last few inches eluded her. Sylvanas : " N-no... it... must go deeper." Tatsu stood up carefully, bringing her up with him. He pulled her down the last of his cock, making her ass hit against his balls. She threw her head back at the shock, with her dark blonde hair flying through the air. Sylvanas : "MMm , that's more like it." As the sun rouse her moans could be heard across the bay, climbing to ecstasy with the rising sun. Sylvanas : "Defile me, OH, my master, MMMOH!" Tatsu burst his mighty load within her, cum gushing out of her pussy. Her womb bulged from all the cum inside her, eclipsing the sun as she continued to ride his creamy cock. With cum still dripping out of her pussy and onto his cock, she leaned in and kissed Tatsu, their silhouette outlined by the warm sun. __________________________________ http://static3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20100423074849/wowwiki/images/9/9d/AlexstrazaCata.jpg Later that day, after much rest, the leaders assembled at the round table once again. Tatsu leaned against the wall, watching over them.  Alexstrasza : " We gather here today, to bring peace to the land. Sylvanas Windrunner, Queen of the Forsaken, will you accept a peace treaty?" Sylvanas : " I shall except this peace... if all of you acknowledge the rights of the forsaken, and give to them the respect they disserve." Silence filled the room... Alexstrasza : " I, Alexstrasza, Queen of the Dragons, will acknowledge their rights, and I will show them respect." Jaina : "...Your terms... are reasonable. The Kirin Tor will respect you and your army's." Tyrande : " The light wills it to be, Elune shall shine upon you." Moira : " Ey, you deserve respect, The Dark Iron Clan accepts your terms." Vereesa : " There is no doubt in my mind, your terms are more than reasonable." A smile crept across Alexstrasza's face as she looked at all the leaders. "Peace, has finally come to the world. May it bring prosperity, to us all . Let us celebrate this historic moment." Several bottles of assorted wines, vodkas, ciders, and ales, were brought to the table by several men. They set up glasses, pouring each of the leaders their favorite drink and then leaving as quickly as they came. Alexstrasza : " A toast, to the harmony of the land." They raised they're drink in agreement and echoed her words. " To the harmony of the land." ______________________________________ The evening settled in, after many drinks and friendly banter. Tatsu had joined them in their celebrations, wearing his armored leggings and a white tunic. Tatsu sat beside Alexstrasza as she whispered in his ear all the things she wanted him to do to her. Her cheeks were red from all the vodka, licking and nibbling at Tatsu's ear with out a care. The two started to make out, their heated kisses making the other leaders wet. Jaina : " You know, Sylvanas...?" Sylvanas : " Yes, Jaina?" Jaina leaned on her chair towards her. "Your lips look... reeally tasty..." Sylvanas leaned in towards Jaina, hovering in front of her mouth. " Hm hm, do they?" Their soft lips pressed against each other, feeling the rise of pleasure within. Alexstrasza unequipped her armour as Tatsu layed her naked body on the table. Her red hair sprawled out as Tatsu's shaft rubbed against her clit. The others unequipped their armour as well, getting heated by the scene before them. Moira went under the table, making her way to Tatsu's balls, licking them softly. Sylvanas and Jaina strattled both sides of Alexstrazsa's tits, rubbing their clits against them as they tongued each other, moaning softly. Sylvanas pinched at Jainas boob, making her cry out with pleasure. She retaliated by bringing Sylvanas closer, pressing their boobs together before smacking her ass. "HAU" Sylvanas cried. Tyrande brought her pussy to Alexstrasza's mouth as she was on her hands and knees. Alexstrasza happily licked at her wet pussy as Tyrandes clit rubbed against her nose. Tyrande's soft moans made Alexstrasza want to stick her tongue deeper into her wet pussy, just to see how loud she could be. Vereesa couldn't control herself any longer. She crawled on all fours across the table, climbing up onto Tatsu's shoulders. She wrapped her legs around his neck as he licked her pussy. She tried to maintain her balance on his shoulders, adjusting her hips against his mouth, which was difficult even for her with all she had to drink. Tatsu slid his cock into Alexstrazsa. His girth gave her a shock as her mouth was forced hard against Tyrande. Alexstrazsa's boobs bounced back and forth as Tatsu fucked her, making Jaina and Sylvanas moan out as they rubbed against them. Vereesa had to grab onto Tatsu's head, forcing him against her pussy as she yelled out in ecstasy. Alexstraza let a partially formed dragon tail wrap around Tatsu, bringing his cock deeper inside her. Jaina and Vereesa were pulling at Alexstrasza's nipples as their own breasts bounced against each other, their drool dripping off their faces. Alexstrasza tried to scream out in protest but Tryande had her pussy firmly pressed against her face, getting ready to cum. Sensations started to build in Tatsu's mighty cock, making him fuck Alexstrasza harder as her stomach bulged. He grunted hard with Vereesa's pussy in his mouth, making her cum as she cried out. His cum exploded into Alexstrasza, forcing her tongue deep into Tyrande as they came together, wet juices flowing down Alexstrasza's face. All the moans and crys of joy made Jaina and Vereesa thrust hard against Alexstrasza's boobs, their juices gushing out of their pussy's as they locked lips with their moans between them. Cum and juices cleansed them all of their past, the scene immortalized by time, and Alexstraza's cum filled whom holding the future. ________________________________________ Written by : Abatos : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Abatos/profile Requested by Ryu112 : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Ryu112/profile Critic and smileys are always welcome :)

Chapter 1 - Epilogue- Tatsu's Harem

Warning : Contains scenes of hardcore sex, massive cock, impregnation, and claiming ( dominating women ) that goes against the female characters original characteristics. Epilogue - Tatsu's Harem The sails dropped down from the mighty ship, the white canvas shining in the morning sun. The wind urged them forward, the ship leaving a subtle wake behind. Tatsu was sitting on his throne, the sun shining against his face on the deck of the ship. Vereesa was chained to the mast of the ship, her collar snug against her neck. Words like 'Cum Maiden' were written across her forehead and 'Fuck my Tits' across her chest. Tatsu pumped his cock in front of her, teasing her as she tried to lick it. Tyrande's chains rattled as she squirmed against her bonds, lusting for Tatsu's cock but she was held tight to the side of his throne, unable to move. Tatsu gave a slight tug on Alexstrasza's chain. The collar around her neck gave her comfort that Tatsu would fill her with many children. She crawled over to his mighty cock, letting it slide deep into her, making Vereesa even more wet then before. He came into Alexstrasza, letting her body lay on the ships deck with her cum filled womb. Tatsu undid the chain attached to Vareesa's collar. She rushed to his cock, lapping up all the jizz she could. Tatsu fucked her pussy as she laid on all fours, her tits bouncing as she begged for more. Jaina was on her back as she laid over a barrel of rum. Her collar caressed her neck in the soothing morning light. Her back had gotten used to having her hands and feet chained down to it. Her womb still flowing with cum from the last time Tatsu had graced her with his cock. Sylvanas was taking an ink quill to Jaina's stomach, marking her with Tatsu's insignia among other markings such as 'Child Bearer' and 'Cum Guzzling Cock Mage'. She made her way over to Tyrande, stroking her collar as she thought of the things to write on her. Tyrande : " Please Sylvanas, give me Tatsu's mark." Sylvanas smirked, putting arrows on either side of her mouth and writing 'Elune's Eclipse' on one cheek and 'Fill with Cock' on the other. She wrote 'Property of Tatsu' on the inside of her thigh, marking her with his insignia above her pussy. Smacking her ass to get Tyrande to turn around she wrote 'Smack Harder!'   Sylvanas moved on to Alexstrasza, plopping herself down on her creamy crotch, making her moan weakly. She drew a short line on her bulging stomach, marking the 12th time she's been fucked that day. Tatsu's insignia already above her pussy, she decided to make a little note above it, 'Needs MORE Cum', and leaned over Alexstrasza's lump to stick her tongue in her mouth, which she gladly excepted. Vareesa moaned loudly as Tatsu came in her pussy, leaving her slumped over with a bulge of jizz hanging from her stomach. She enjoyed the feeling of all his cum inside her, pleased to give all the children he desired. She slowly crawled after him for more as he snuck up behind Sylvanas, thrusting his cock into her pussy as she lay over Alexstrasza with juices flowing out of their holes. Tatsu pulled at Sylvanas's collar as he pumped her hard, her face beaming with joy as she was choked and fucked hard by his mighty cock. Sylvanas took the quill to her cheek, marking herself for her 13th fuck as Tatsu came inside her. Tatsu:  "Hand me the quill, my pet." Sylvanas bit her lip with a grin, handing him the quill. He wrote,                               'Property of Tatsu'                           'Fill with Joy' Written by : Abatos For Ryu112

Chapter 0 - Eyline Avari - Squidy encounter

http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/Sparrow/151944/Eyline-Outline During a routine patrol of sector 11, the UTC's 5th task force commanded by Admiral Eyline Avari, encountered an unidentified space craft of unknown origins. The event is now top secret and shall only be referred to as the "Aqua incident". For those who are cleared to read such documents, the following is Admiral Eyline Avari's report on the Aqua incident. !!WARNING!!WARNING!! SYSTEM FAILURE!!  Sirens and red lights flash on the bridge of the ship. I picked myself up off the floor, Eyline Avari: "WHAT JUST HIT US?!" Henry (systems control) :"I don't know sir, half the ships systems just went off line, we seem to have been hit by something!" A hologram of the ship showed the front half in red. Avari:"Raise the blast shields." Henry: " Ey sir!" As the shields rose up all I could see was debris, and then I realized... the front half of the ship was no longer there, completely cleaved from the rest of the ship by some, unknown vessel. Henry:" Dear god, That ship must've jumped out of hyper space right beside us." Avari:" Can we identify the ship from it's profile? Are these pirates?" Henry:"Pirates aren't suicidal, they wouldn't risk there lives to take out a terran 'battle ship'. The profile is completely foreign. It could be a completely unknown alien species". One of the fleets frigates started opening fire on the vessels assumed engines. Avari: " Hail that frigate, I did not give any command to open fire." Henry: "Sir, the comm's seemed to be jammed from all the debris." Avari: " ...Send runners to get all remaining troops prepared for battle, we will launch boarding vessels and take control of that ship." Henry:" We have no hangar, sir." Avari:" THEN WHAT THE HELL DO WE HAVE LIEUTENANT?" Henry* mashes keyboard. " we have 6 evacuation pods that can carry 9 people each, including the pilot. Avari: "Ready the pods, I'll radio in when I'm ready to launch." Henry* stands up "Sir with all due respect, you could be starting a war with an inter celestial species that we have no knowledge of." Avari "They tore half this ship apart, killing thousands of men and women, we are already at war." * walks off the bridge. Henry "Sir, where are you going?" Avari: "Leading the charge lieutenant." Eyline took off her heavy admirals jacket and tossed it on her bed. She unbottuned her dress shirt as her mind ran over the diffrent combat strategys she had learened over the years. Her shirt slid off her shoulders expossing her perky titts as it dropped to the floor. She slid her pants off presenting her ass to her jacket ( who stared intently ). Her battlesuit was skin tight and embraced her thighs as she pulled it over her butt. She pulled the suit down her outstretched arm. The suit clung to her body as she zipped it up over her breasts. In the armory Eyline strung a belt of grenades over her shoulder, Loaded two dessert eagles and put them in holsters on her back. She clunked a magazine into an assault rifle and set off to the evac pod. *In the Evac pod. Loury: (Pilot) : " Commander Avari, I'm glad you could make the flight. Launching pod in 3,2,1 Ignition! * epic music begins. Loury: "Hold on to your dicks boys! It's gonna get rough!" soldier: " Crazy bitch is gonna get us killed." *Turbulence from barely dodging a chunk of ship. Avari: " Hold your tongue soldier, Loury is one of our best ace pilots." Loury: " Actually I'm, your only ace pilot that isn't dead!Hahaha!" Avari: "..." * explosion in the debry field. soldier 2: " (frantic) Holy shit one of the pods blew up! we're fucked man!" Avari :" Calm down... we've got about 30 seconds before we dock with that ship and you WILL be ready to fight anything that we encounter!" soldier 2: "(eyes wide and in shock) "SIR YES SIR!" * Avari cocks rifle "The lives of those who have perished, must, be honoured. ARE YOU READY?" Soldiers in unison " SIR YES SIR" *CLUNK Loury:" We're docked, give em hell!" *docking doors open. Avari : "set up a foot hold." Soldiers filled out of the pod and into a corridor like a tube with other corridors curving and branching off in all directions. Water seemed to float around in large globs, but there was an awe-full lot more then the Admiral was used to. Soldier: " Sir we're all clear." Henry: " Si.r .. I'..m sen..ing yo.u .. co.. ordi.nates... ... enemy. brid..ge." Avari: " Lieutenant, come in. Can you hear me?" * comm static. Avari: " activate your megna boots, we have the coords of the enemy's bridge." * sounds of boots attaching to the walls. As we made our way to what was assumed to be the bridge, we came across no opposition what so ever. The construction of the ship seemed rather simplistic for a war ship, it was more like a cargo ship, and a rush build at that. As we got closer to the enemy bridge we decided to open one of the doors to see if any enemy's were hiding inside. But it wasn't a room, it was the cargo hold, there were hundreds, no, it had to be thousands of small pods, each one filled with a small squid like creature, no bigger then a volley ball. This could very well be the last of a species, attempting to colonize a far off planet. However, they were headed... for our planet... *A dark grey black tentacle came down from another open door stealthily snatching one of the soldiers by the neck, pulling it through the door. Soldier 2 " Shit it's got him!"  *opens fire. Avari " Hold , hold your fire!... You two, go up there and kill that thing, we'll cover you." All I could hear was gun fire.. and then their screams, and their body's being torn apart. We opened fire through the door. It yelled out it tremendous pain, but the beast dissapeared down the corridor. Soldier 4 " Sir we are being out manoeuvred, in a ship that we have no idea how to navigate, we should regroup with the other squads." Avari :" No, we don't know where they are, or if they even made it. This is a cargo ship, there won't be very many of those things, and we've already injured one of them, we push forward." As we made our way closer to the bridge we encountered another beast, except this one was orange, it killed three more men before I had to blow it up with a grenade. It was about 10' feet tall had four tentacles instead of legs, a torso, arms and a head that seemed remarkably human,3 webbed fingers, and a small horn on it's forehead. It was also decided that it had to be male, due to it's rather remarkable "piece of hardware" as one soldier put it. Eventually we made it to the bridge. I floated through the main door with the other soldier behind me, when suddenly the door slided shut and locked me in. My gun was ripped out of my hands and a moment later the beast had me pinned to the floor. Its two left tentacles were bleeding a light blue blood. He just stared at me, with those peircing orange eyes... It had white hair and its palms were orange same with the underside of its tentacles. It's skin was almost black, very dark, with white spots and accents here and there. It started to blow out this purple gas out of its  horn. It's very hard to remember much of what happened next, but, that thing, he.... //  He had the her pinned to the floor. As she inhaled the plumes of gas her cheeks turned blushed red, her nipples hardened. A rush of heat swelled up inside her as she became wet and tender.  They both started to float up in the zero g. His slimy tentacles wrapped around her body, constricting her movements. The slime melted her suit into a tattered fray as one of them forced itself into her mouth and another fondled her tit.  Three smaller smooth tentacles emerged from his body, squirming their way through the air, and forcing their way into Eyline. Her backed arched as she moaned in extasy. The S-tentacles slid in and out relentlessly, squirming about and leaving nothing untouched, as though they were all fighting for dominance over her insides. Her tits were bouncing up and down as trails of slime flew off in intricite beuty. The tentacles started thrusting faster, She could feel them ready to climax, her eyes rolled back as she screamed out in joy and cum flowed into her. Cum burst out of her as the tentacles were forced out.  As they floated in mid air, with his tentacles wrapped around her legs and arms, he forced his S-tentacles deep into her mouth. The sensation of having these things squirm about as they slid down my throught was unbarable, and felt so amazing. Slime was drooling out of her mouth as they slid into her, her eyes going hollow, consumed with pleasure. They started to get hot in her mouth and she could feel them expanding as cum rushed into her mouth.  The cum was gushing down her face, covering her in a hot sticky mess. She was starting to choke and she knew she was in danger, she had to find a way to escape. With the last of her energy she managed to grab the knife attached to her thigh and stab it into the beasts stomach. The beast fell back and it's tentacles flailed out of Avari's throat as she gasped for air. She launched herself off of a wall kicked the beast smashing his face. He flew across the room and smashed into a control console.  He transformed into a smaller squid like creature, like the ones in the cargo hold. The knife was floating off, he was bleeding pretty bad, but she knew she could save him if she hurried. //  Why was I thinking of saving this thing? He nearly killed me. It nearly killed me. This specimen could be extremely valuable in discovering how to defeat this enemy, if i can get it back alive. She bandaged him as best she could. Eyline hacked the door console and managed to make it back to the escape pod.  The pod flew to one of the frigates and was preparing to destroy the alien craft when it suddenly jumped into hyper space. General ~ "Now since this report, we have had no further contact with this ship or its inhabitants. That is until last night when one of our satellites took a photo of a ship that matches the profile of the one encountered in Admiral Avari's report. President - "What is the UTC's plan to deal with this threat general?" General ~" We captured the enemy vessel just a few hours ago. The problem is, that before we were able to capture the vessel, it launched thousands of small objects towards the planet... They will be impacting the pacific ocean in a matter of minutes... Written by : Abatos Eyline Avari is an OC owned by Eyline : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Eyline/profile

Chapter 5 - Refuel

Nelko stands next to a giant refueling hose. A bakery catches her nose, allured by delicious things she wanders over to the bakery. pushing her face up against the glass barrier as she drools over the baked goods. She peers down unto a glaze donut freshly filled with blackberry jelly. The jelly donut looks up at her sleepily. It was actually a little monster girl curled up like a donut. The donut girl sat up, blushing as a bit of jelly squirted out of her. Nelko's heavy breathing made her a little uneasy. As Nelko's drool ran down the glass, Jelly began to imagine what it would feel like inside Nelko's mouth. Purple jelly dripped from her nipples and she pressed her chest against the glass to tease her a little more. Nelko motioned to the baker and he put The Jelly girl into a little carrying box. Nellko was walking back to the hanger when a massive explosion ripped through the station. but just as she was about to make a run for the hanger a little voice piped up from below her, Jelly- "Ms. Ms. Please, eat me, put me in your mouth" Nellko's mouth watered as thoughts of eating the Jelly donut filled her mind. Technicians and emergency crews were rushing to the hanger, drawn by the sirens. Nellko was torn, between the ship, and that tender donut, to sit down, open up that box, and make love to that little adorable Jelly donut... ______________- Anurae Evdo and Cteno go shopping for girly underwear and clothes and junk. Evdo even got a summer dress. yeah that's right, summer dresse's IN SPACE. As they're walking back to the ship a Pokemon trainer appears before them. Izabell " Hey, your Pokemon look pretty strong. I challenge you to a Pokemon battle!" Anurae looked puzzled at this weird girl, " They're not Pokemon but sure, we'll fight you." Izabell " Excellent, Go Goodra!" http://slugbox.deviantart.com/art/Goodra-Booty-410555817 Anurae " Go Evdokiya, use water gun!" Evdo pulls out a water gun and squirts Goodra, It's not very effective. Izabell " Goodra, use tackle!" Goodra tackles Evdo to the ground rubbing her puss against Evdo's tentacles. The attack knocks  Evdo out, but Goodra seems to be in heat. Goodra starts to pant as her thrusting makes her squirt a little. Izabell's face turns bright red, flustered and embarassed by her Pokemon's behavior. "Goodra, return!" Anurae looks down at Evdo holding back laughter she says, " Evdo, just, stay there... good job." Izabell " You might've defeated Goodra but you won't stop my next Pokemon. Go, Gardevoir!" http://slugbox.deviantart.com/art/Fairy-Types-414186211?q=gallery%3ASlugbox%2F24390426&qo=253 Anurae " uhm, sure, i won that one. Cteno, your up." Cteno started to look nervous. " But, I'm no good at fighting." Anurae "Think of it as training then." Izabell pointed at cteno, " Gardevoir, use Confusion!" Cteno has become confused. Anurae " Cteno, use slash!" Cteno has swirls in her eyes. Cteno is confused and attacked herself. http://41.media.tumblr.com/30d02d52c913972de0cbee7951d4737f/tumblr_n5ztlutolB1r81w4ho1_500.png Anurae " Hmm, not bad, I may have to study these Pokemon." Izabell " HAHAHAA, you're gonna lose this time newb! Gardevoir, use Moonblast!" http://slugbox.deviantart.com/art/Anurae-HP-7C4-394441281?q=gallery%3ASlugbox%2F24390426&qo=309 Anurae looked pissed. She pulls out her sword, "NOBODY, calls me a newb, I'm a level 10 tetris player BITCH" Anurae slashes the moonblast, reflecting it back on Izabell and Gardevoir and amplifying it, blasting a hole through the station. ______________ Nellko was walking back to the hanger when a massive explosion ripped through the station. but just as she was about to make a run for the hanger a little voice piped up from below her, Jelly- "Ms. Ms. Please, eat me, put me in your mouth" Nellkos mouth watered as thoughts of eating the Jelly donut filled her mind. Technicians and emergency crews were rushing to the hanger, drawn by the sirens. Nellko was torn, between the ship, and that tender donut, to sit down, open up that box, and make love to that little adorable Jelly donut... Jelly - " Please, It's hot in this box." Nelko's knees buckled letting her slump to the floor. She opened the box to see Jelly rubbing her clit as purple jelly oozed out of her hot body. Nellko gulped as she picked up the little Jelly girl, "m-maybe just a little nibble. I mean, it wouldn't hurt or nothin." Jelly looked up at Nelko with her big glossy eyes and nodded in agreement, her jelly filling dripping off of Nelko's hand. Nelko's tounge slid along the glazey surface of Jellys body. Jelly "It's so warm and soft, put me inside you." _______________ Anurae - " Nelko!" Nelko looked stunned as she looked over to see Anurae, as Jellys leg was slightly sticking out of her mouth. Anurae- " Forget it, we gotta go." Cteno ran over to Nelko and pulled Jelly out of Nelko's mouth, "it's so cute Nelko, how could you eat such a little thing?" Nelko started to tear up a bit as she fumbled her words. "B- but, she begged me to, I c-couldn't just.." Cteno "It's fine Nelko, we'll sort it out later." ______________ Everyone hurrys onboard, security forces closing in on them. Anurae " Alright A.I., get us out of here." The A.I. looks at the girls, happy with new clothes, although bitter sweet as Nelko looks like she's about to sob, with Jelly making jelly angels on the table in her delerium. " Yeah, let's head off." The engines fire up and the ship takes off into the stars as the plasma ignites the fuel sprayed over the station, blowing it to pieces in a glorious fireball. Chapter 5 end.   Anurae Evdokiya and Cteno belong to Slugbox - http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/slugboxHF/profile

Chapter 2 - Jade's Revenge

     I don’t know how, I thought, swallowing another agonized groan as yet another wave of absolute bliss wracked my body. But this is all Ellie’s fault!      I felt a tug on our tether, and staggered as I started in that direction. As frustrated as I was with her, Ellie needed my help to make her next delivery. Even so, my legs trembled beneath my weight, the intimate muscles of my pussy and ass clenching around the massive plugs roaring away inside of me. Every tentative step I took was a fight. I could feel the wave starting to build again. Slowly. And following our most recent punishment, I was starving for a full-on orgasm.      The only question was: would they ever let us? A disturbing thought. The monsters may very well just keep us on a perpetual edge! I didn’t know if I could survive something like that!      But on top of that, my ass was still throbbing from my very first punishment. Yet another thing Ellie was responsible for. I was still trying to puzzle out a way to get even. She was one up on me and I was nothing, if not competitive.      But beyond that, a new fear was lurking deep inside of me. That our bonds could disappear at any moment. I kept worrying that I’d feel that horrible and now familiar gust of cold… and then I’d find myself unfettered. And dragged back to that stage for yet another punishment. I could hear the demons all around us chattering and braying with laughter. Copping a feel if we strayed too close.      At long last, I heard Ellie squeak, and felt a sharp pull on our tether. I staggered forward, and would have pitched over completely, were it not for the rough hands appearing all over me. Tugging on my crotchrope, massaging my breasts and ass… a finger plunged into my mouth and on pure instinct I worked my tongue along its length. My hips were already rocking back and forth, bliss rapidly climbing with their ministrations. I groaned, still worrying about my bonds disappearing. I could feel my orgasm starting to build inside of me again, and I was determined to not have it ruined! But then, we were released, and I was back to the slow, plodding ministrations of my plugs while we were guided back to our starting positions. Our wanton desires left undiminished. From there, our trays were refilled, and the whole horrible cycle began again.      How long can this possibly go on for? I wondered. It wasn’t that I was tired… the strangest thing was that the moment I’d stepped off that stage, my exhaustion from our rough pounding had just vanished. Just like that! I felt just as fresh as I had at the start! Despite the demon’s cum I could feel leaking out of me and running down my legs. Despite the sweat clinging to my body. I felt full of energy! My jaw wasn’t even cramping around my ring gag!      Soon, I felt a tug on our tether. Constant and insistent. But my vibe was telling me that I needed to go the other way. And I was not about to let Ellie win this time! That was for damn sure!      I planted my feet firmly on the ground and pulled. Pulled with all of my strength! Behind me, I could hear Ellie shrieking. Pleading through her own gag even while she resisted me. But soon, I was dragging her towards my table. I couldn’t help but smile at my victory. Even when I felt the large hands pulling me in close. I yelped—it was impossible to get used to something so huge lifting me off my feet—and then my blindfold was lifted from my eyes.      My customer was a large demon, smiling down at me as he set the large chalice of beer off to the side. “Looks like someone’s having fun,” he laughed. I looked away. I couldn’t deny the rapture still building inside of me, but I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of an answer. There wasn’t anything else I could do, anyway. Before long, his hands were all over me, fanning the fires of pleasure raging inside of me. But never feeding them. “Let’s find out just what you can do, shall we?”      Moments later I found myself kneeling in front of him, and before I could so much as grunt a question, he forced himself through the ring in my mouth. I gagged, choking on the girth of him while his cock sunk further and further inside my mouth. Then it stopped and started to pull back. I ran my tongue along his length, tasting him even as he plunged back into me.      From the corner of my eye, I saw Ellie. She’d been lifted clean off her feet and was wriggling and bucking with wild abandon in the grip of an absurdly large monster. Her soft pink dress hung in tatters about her shoulders while the monster fondled her breasts, pinched her nipples, and tickled her pussy around her crotchrope. I could feel our tether tugging and pulling at me as she bucked and writhed, her head whipping back and forth, as if she were searching for whoever was touching her.      But my attention was ripped away from her as my own monster pulled my head further down his length. My eyes watered as I gagged again. Spittle leaked out of the sides of my mouth as I continued to service him, fighting to match the pace he set. My eyes found his, and I stared defiantly up at him.      “That’s it, Red.” He laughed. “That’s it. Make me cum… and maybe, just maybe, I’ll make you cum!”      That was all the incentive I needed. I redoubled my efforts, bobbing my head up and down, licking and suckling at him as best I could. It was slow and agonizing work, especially with Ellie constantly thrashing against her bonds. Occasionally, she would pull too far, and our tether would choke me, pulling me back before I was ready. But I fought to keep myself focused. I ignored her. Ignored the plugs still whirring away inside of me.      Then, at long last, he came. I swallowed what I could, keenly aware that spilling too much could lead to a mess on the floor… and that would mean another flogging for me. But there was so much! I felt some spilling out of my mouth, even while he held my head right up against his body. At long last, he released his hold on me, and I nearly sagged in relief, gasping for air. The demon took a long drink from the chalice I’d delivered, apparently forgetting that I was still there.      “’Eese…” I stared up at him, ignoring the growing tension on my tether. I stayed on my knees, giving him my best, most pleading gaze and rocking my hips along with my vibes. The damned things seemed to sense how close I was getting! They were slowing down! “’Ay I ‘um?”      The demon looked down at me, as though he was surprised that I was still there. Then, a horrible grin split across his face while he reached down and replaced my blindfold. “That sounds like a you problem, Red. Why should I get involved?” A mix of horror and fury rose inside of me as I felt him lift me back to my feet, turn me around, and slap me on the ass. Hard. “You should get back to work! Your friend’s looking a little desperate, if you ask me!”      He didn’t need to tell me that. Ellie was practically running. I staggered to keep up with her, otherwise, I knew she’d yank me right off my feet and drag me behind her. Just like she’d done before. It was harder than it should have been to keep up with her. My legs felt like leaden blocks, and I could feel my orgasm slowly starting to fade away. I screamed in frustration while she forged on ahead, heedless of my need.      By the time I felt the sudden and sharp yank on our tether, my climax was little more than a ghost in the back of my mind. I shrieked again, though I couldn’t tell if it was from anger or the rough hands all over me. Nearby, I heard Ellie gagging and choking. She was getting the same treatment I had just received at my table. I forced myself to put her out of my mind, though. I was determined to cum! I rocked my hips, moaned through my gag. I did everything I could to encourage the questing fingers to ravage me. I needed that sweet release! I bucked and thrashed, desperate to feel more than just the rough, pawing hands.      But somehow, they knew that I was nearly there. They stopped their ministrations and sat me down beside them. One of them slid my blindfold up onto my forehead so I could watch as Ellie continued to suck off her customer. They only laughed as I whined and begged through my gag and rolled my hips. Come on! Just a little more! That’s all I need! Please!      “’Uck ‘ee! ‘Eese!” I screamed, fighting to be heard above their laughter. Tears spilled freely from my eyes when they ignored me.      It seemed to take forever for Ellie to finally finish off her customer, and by the time she did, I was an absolute wreck. I couldn’t stop myself from wriggling and writhing against my vibes. They would start, stop, then start again at random moments, fanning my fires for brief windows, then let them die down to cold embers, before starting back up again.      But then, I noticed my opportunity! Just as one of the demons beside me started to reach for my blindfold, I saw Ellie shiver. The next moment, her golden bonds had vanished in a puff of smoke and she in horror! I surged to my feet and charged her! Maybe, if I helped the demons catch her, they’d reward me with an orgasm! And, hey, she’d get punished, too! Two birds, one stone!      I crashed into Ellie, dragging her down to the floor. She wrestled against me, pushing me with her hands, kicking her heels. She screamed again. But I was determined. I writhed against her like an eel, fighting her as best I could. What was taking them so long?! Bound as I was, there was only so much I could do to keep her pinned! It was only a matter of time before she managed to get free of me!      “’Ade! ‘Eese!” she screamed.      I felt her starting to slip out from under me. Our sweaty bodies were working against me. I needed some kind of a plan to keep her in place. I wriggled around, forcing my thigh between her legs, and rubbed as hard as I could, pushing her plugs in further. She groaned, arching her back. Then, I kissed her, slipping my tongue through her ring, and ran it along hers. A moment later, she was doing the same.      Finally, I felt a pair of strong hands pulling us apart. Then, a cold pit of fear opened up inside of me as I noticed where I was being taken: the stage. I shrieked, my plan having apparently backfired. I’d tried to help them! Why was I being punished for that?! Last time, they’d caught us so fast! Before we’d gone more than a few steps! So, it couldn’t have been the thrill of the chase that they were after! So, why, then?      Soon, we were up on the stage, and I resigned myself to yet another punishment. Any thought of getting even with Ellie fading from my mind. I should have known it was futile from the start. The demon holding me massaged one of my breasts, tickling at my pussy with his other hand while I watched Ellie struggle against her captor. Fighting him as a St. Andrew’s Cross suddenly appeared before her with another puff of smoke. With agonizing slowness, they locked her into it.      My crotchrope vanished, then. Along with my plugs and bindings. I knew what was going to happen next as the demon playing with me pulled me closer and closer to my friend. Then, he did something I wasn’t expecting: he let me go. The sudden absence of his pawing hands was like a blast of icy water, leaving me shivering on that stage. I blinked at him, but he merely laughed and gestured at Ellie.      Understanding crashed over me, then, and I gave as wicked a smile as I could. I wasn’t being punished! This was a reward! Ellie stared at me, horror and betrayal written plainly across her delicate face as I slowly walked up to her.      “Have fun, Red!” Someone shouted from the audience.      I didn’t need another invitation. I got right to work while Ellie snorted and pleaded for mercy. I’d recognize those mewls anywhere. Slowly, I took one of her breasts into my mouth, sucking at her nipple as best I could through my gag. I flicked it with my tongue for a few moments before moving to her other one. One hand kneaded the breast I’d just left while my other reached down to tickle her clit. She moaned at me as I worked her over. Slowly. In all the ways I knew she loved. The one downside to this reward, there was no way I could have her make me cum.      As if reading my thoughts, I felt one of the demons come up behind me, grab my hips, then plunge straight into me. I shrieked in ecstasy, writhing with joy at the intrusion. Ellie bucked and fought against her bonds while I kept playing with her.      We continued like that for a time. The demon pounding into me over and over again, while I worked Ellie over. She groaned into her gag, still begging for mercy.      But it was her fault we were in this mess to begin with! Her fault that I’d gotten punished before! She deserved this!      A hand appeared on my breast, flicking at my nipple. A second was on my clit, just as mine was on Ellie’s, a moment later. I humped and bucked as best I could while continuing to play with her. Luckily for me, the demon fucking me seemed more than happy to do all the work. That let me focus on playing with Ellie!      She stared at me, giving me her best doe-eyed stare. Damn, but those eyes… she’d gotten out of a few too many chores with those! But now? Now, we both knew it was pointless. There was nothing we could do about her predicament. Nothing, but get it over with.      All at once, I felt the demon burst inside of me, and Ellie screamed and wailed with frustration, thrashing against her bondage. Meanwhile, I melted. Pure, white-hot bliss enveloped me as I came again and again and again, milking my demonic partner for as long as I could, gasping and snorting through my gag.      Ellie sagged in front of me, trembling uncontrollably, while someone was lifting me back to my feet. I didn’t even remember falling, in the first place. My hands were once again locked behind my back, but I noticed that they didn’t bother righting my blindfold.      “Well, folks!” V’s voice broke out across the room, making me jump in surprise. I’d nearly forgotten all about him! I’d been so focused on what was happening to us! “I’m afraid that’s all we have time for tonight! But let’s give a round of applause to our newest staff members!”      He stepped aside, gesturing at Ellie and I. Quite the showman, I thought through the haze filling my head, while his guests clapped and whooped. I couldn’t help but blush at all of the attention.      Then, one by one, the monsters all started filing out of the room, copping one last feel of the girls scattered throughout as they went. Once they were gone, V rounded on us. “Well, girls! That worked out even better than I could have hoped for! Well done!” “’Eese,” I heard Ellie gasping. “’Et us ‘o!” V’s yellow eyes sparkled, and I did not like the look he was giving us. Not one bit. “Let you go?” he asked, feigning ignorance. “Go where?” “’Ome,” I huffed, but a part of me had already guessed what his response would be. “Girls, girls! I’d have thought you’d realized by now,” his voice changed, then, dropping lower and becoming much more sinister. “You are home!”      Ellie shook her head wildly, tears falling unrestrained, now. “’O!” she pleaded. “’Eese! ‘Et us ‘o!”      V ignored her, though. “Maggie, darling! Please help Ellie, here get all cleaned up and tucked in for the night!”      I blinked, realizing that he’d left me out of that. Dread started to balloon inside of me. What else could he possibly want from me?!      “Wha’ a’ou’ ‘Ade?” Ellie asked as Maggie came up and finally released our tether.      “Well, I’m as surprised as you are, but apparently, Jade’s gone and impressed one of our VIPs!” He turned to me, then. “Isn’t that wonderful?! I must say, I’m impressed! Very well done!”      Behind me, I heard the demon holding me upright laughing. I slowly looked up and met the pitiless black eyes staring down at me. All of a sudden, my exhaustion was totally forgotten. Vibes roared to life inside of me, and I groaned, sagging in his grip at the sudden whirl of pleasure ripping through me.      “Now, now.” The demon chided. “Don’t have too much fun just yet! Wait until we get to our room! Wave bye-bye to your friend!”      Ellie screamed while Maggie was leading her away by the chain leash still attached to her collar. I wailed back, fighting as best I could against the demon holding me.      “Have a good night, Ellie! I’ll see you bright and early in the morning! Have fun, Jade!”      The demon at my back needed no further invitation. He threw me over his shoulder and carried me off even while I screamed and thrashed against my bonds. But it was no good. This is my life, now, I realized. I didn't know if this was a permanent change, or just for the rest of the night. The only thing I knew for sure, was that I couldn't get Ellie's terror-filled screams out of my head.

Chapter 4 - Chapter 4 - Ride the Bull.

Cteno : http://24.media.tumblr.com/e161384ddc3612b590f194e38d00fb14/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho3_1280.png Succupus : http://25.media.tumblr.com/8c1811265e5a498050181389d63a3eca/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho4_1280.png Anurae : http://24.media.tumblr.com/89d494e7fa288185459f67fb10ba777d/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho5_r1_1280.png Blackriver : http://31.media.tumblr.com/1961b6af428631be9687168fac9c8dee/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho6_1280.png Nellko :   http://25.media.tumblr.com/faa261ced09bb9f566b33c7bef0f821d/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho7_1280.png Rainbow tentacle entertainment : http://25.media.tumblr.com/9d3476222b95b8284a5926ad723ada1a/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho2_500.png Special Nellko refs : http://31.media.tumblr.com/cd9e1e94a60549f2605bb781c9a86ed6/tumblr_msxiluAqOd1r81w4ho2_500.png http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/slugboxHF/113104/Nellko-aGoGo Blackriver's Quest Warning : Contains non sexual related violence and gore. Note : Okay so, we're going to try something a little diffrent. After the discription of the town there's a link to a song. Listen to the song while reading the next part, hopefully it will sink up with the song the way I want it too... Chapter 4 - Ride the bull An old western style town sits at the heart of the desert. Small stores made of wooden planks and shingles line the main street of the town. At the end of the main street It branches off like a 'T'. At the intersection of the main road and the side road there is a small bar on the side road. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AFa1-kciCb4 Two Agogo men  stand a distance apart. They stare each other down as their hands hover over their guns. Small puffs of dirt hover off of Nellko's boots as she strolls down the main road. She walks between the two Agogo's, catching them off guard as they watch her pass. Her large boobs slightly bouncing as she walks. They marvel at her figure, her ass swaying as if to taunt them. Nellko pushes the stall doors open, her boots clicking against the wooden floor. The many tattered and rugged Agogo's watch her as she strolls over to a bar stool.Nellko nods to the Bartender, he swiftly pulls a lever down, sending beer rushing into a large glass mug. The Bartender Slides the full mug down to Nellko, her gloved hand stopping it with ease. She raised the mug to her lips. The sweet ale flowing down her throat. Streams of ale flowed down her face, her eyes went sharp as an Agogo came at her with a knife. Still chugging her beer she swiftly grabbed his arm and forced the knife into the bar top. Small streams of beer leaked down her face as she finished it off, still holding the Agogo's arm down she grabs the knife and stabs it through his hand. She get's up and looks across the bar, everyone stares nervously as she drops a few coins for the Bartender. She smiles widely, wiping away the beer on her face. Her chest puffed out displaying her dominance over the other Agogo's. She strolled over to a table, her ass slightly swaying from side to side. An short Agogo sits across from her. The other Agogo's start to settle down as their cocks grew stiff from the scene. The tension fades and their banter starts up again. ________________________   The short plump Agogo sat across from Nellko, half cat and half man. He was only a few feet tall, with his white furry face and dark blue fur over his body. Nellko : " It's been a while Henten." She said, with her elbows resting on the table as she rest her chin on her hands. Henten : " Sure has Nellko, what brings you back to this decrepit town?" Nellko : " BR took off and we've been trying to track her down for a few days, you know where she is?" Henten gulped as Nellko squeezed her breasts between her arms. "Uh, yeah sure, she uh, came through here the other day, hehe, but uh, you know, you're gonna have to do something for me in return. Let's make a deal..." Nellko : " Same as last time I'm guessing?" Henten : " That's right, if you can ride that bull over there for ten seconds, I'll tell you where she went." Nellko looked over at the mechanical bull : " And a tank of fuel for my ship." Henten : " Sure sure, no problem, but if you lose..." Nellko winked with her tongue out : "You and the guys get to have some fun." ________________________ Nellko got onto the mechanical bull, the blue plasma ball glowing under the harness. Henten nodded to another Agogo to start it up. The bull rocked back and forth as Nellkos boobs bounced. Henten nodded again and the Agogo pushed the lever up a few more notches. Nellko held on tight to the bull, her hips riding with the bucks and turns. She was almost there, just a few more seconds... Henten went up and pushed the lever to its max. The orb let out a bright light as the bull flung back ferociously, sending Nellko hurtling to the soft mats. Nellko laid in a daze, her eyes in swirls. The Agogo's started to gather around her, snickering as they grabbed their cocks, getting hard at the sight of Nellko's body. Nellko looked up at them and in a dazed slur : "Yyou, cheated, ch-cheater." Henten pulled out his cock, stroking it in front of her face. " A deals, a deal Nellko." Res-x, a rugged looking Agogo pulled down her top. Her tits bounced and jingled as he grabbed one of them and licked around her nipple. He squeezed at her boob, milk slightly squirting out. He lapped it up before sucking on her breast, making her moan softly. Darbo, a shy Agogo, was on her other side and took her other boob, squeezing the soft flesh between both his hands. Her milk squirted into his face as he had a stunned look on his face. Some of the others laughed at him, causing him to blush a little. Nellko : " G-gentle, mh." He massaged her breast more softly, licking at the tip of her nipple with care, her milk lightly squirting onto his tongue. Nellko : "Hooh, yeah, that's more like it, mm" An orange Agogo, Lendan, gently cut away her wet panties. He kissed her clit and softly sucked on it as her cheeks went red. He lightly scratched the inside of her thighs, causing her to tense and thrust her hips into his face. Her wet pussy made a slight splash against his face. He licked along the ridges of her exposed pussy, teasing his tongue over her hole before plunging it in. She moaned out as he played with her pussy. The two sucking on her boobs would pull back and forth on her nipples, massaging her breast's as milk streamed down. Nellko bit her lip with a curvy smile. Sweat started to form on her heated face as drool formed at the side of her mouth. Henten rubbed his dick on Nellko's cheek, smearing the sweat onto his cock. She licked at his shaft, wanting her mouth filled till he came. He teased it in front of her mouth as she tried to lick at it. She moaned out for his cock as she thrust her hips into Lendan's face. Henten let her suck on the head of his cock, and she did so as her wet mouth tried to go deeper down his shaft. " mm.. mmurgh.. mm." Her tongue licked at the head as drool dripped off of it. He slid his cock into her mouth, letting it press against her cheek as her tongue wrapped around the shaft. Lendan wiped her juices from his mouth as he brought his cock up to her pussy, rubbing it over her clit. Her juices clung to his shaft as some prejizz dribbled onto her stomach. He brought his cock back sliding down her pussy as it sunk into her. Her eyes flared for a moment before relaxing, a smirk on her face as she sucked on Henten's cock. He softly pushed his cock into her, gently thrusting as he rubbed her clit with his thumb.  Res-x let a milky gob of spit drip onto his cock as he wet his shaft. He put his hand under her back, prompting her to lift her self up for a moment so he could slide under her. He let his cock slide between her ass as Lendan made her jostle back and forth. Darbo rubbed his cock against Nellko's nipple, covering his shaft in her milk. Stepping over her he slid his cock between her plump breasts, milk splashed at the base of his cock as her boobs slid along his cock. He pressed her boobs together as he thrust, milk streaming down her boobs and onto his shaft. His shaft slid tightly through her large breasts. "mmm, mm... mma." Her squishy boobs wrapped around his cock and pressed against his hands as she moaned. Res-x pressed his cock against her tight hole. As Lendan pulled her back at her thighs, Res-x's cock popped into her ass, making her cry out in shock "AAH...MH" as a strand of prejizz hanged from Henten's cock to her lips. Res-x pressed his hands against her juicy ass, supporting her as he eased his cock in. Henten tilted her head back, thrusting into her mouth in step with the other two. The other two would thrust into her pussy and ass, sending her forward so he could thrust deep into her, sending her back down as her fro waved back and forth. Her ears twitched every time his cock hit the back of her throat, causing her to spudder and slightly cough. Darbo slid fast between her tits, cumming onto her chest. It ran down her breasts as he stepped to the side, a stream of jizz flowing between her supple breasts. Henten thrust faster into her mouth, making her gag as he came, letting her taste it as he pulled out. She played with the white strands in her mouth as Henten and Darbo helped her sit up onto Res-x and Lendan's cock's, sending them deeper into her holes. As Henten and Darbo supported her they pressed both their cocks into her mouth as she stroked their shafts. "Mm, mm... mmph.. mma,"  as she flicked her tongue out between the cocks squeezing into her mouth. Lendan and Res-x thrust fast into her, sending cum exploding out of both her wholes as her tits bounced, sending little globs of milk and cum into the air as she moaned out from their hot loads spreading out inside her. Henten and Darbo took turns thrusting into her mouth, cumming at the same time. Her eyes were glossy as cum exploded out of her mouth. Her tongue played with it as it dripped off of her face. Some of the jizz covered her nose, making little cum bubbles pop as she panted for breath. Small strands stretched across her eyelids as her fingers stretched cum off of her lips. Nellko : " mmm, it's sweet. Got any more?" as she looked at the other Agogo's in the bar... ______________________________________ After several more drinks, and all the Agogo cock she could handle, she managed to sit up against the wall. She swallowed the cum in her mouth as she washed it down with the last of the beer in her mug. She held out the mug, pointing at Henten, "Aaall right, you, got your funz, soo, um....*Hicku, where is she?" Henten pulled his pants up with a nervous smile, " Um, well, I don't really know actually... hehe." He dropped a pre-paid fueling ticket onto her cum covered boob, it stuck there as the cum soaked through it. Henten : "Well, see ya around Nellko." He scrambled out of the bar as quick as he could. Nellko's eyes were lazily open, her mouth a jar as cum ran down her face. Her eyebrows furrowed, trying to process what he had said. She dropped the mug onto the floor, shattering to pieces. She struggled to get up, pushing against her knee to help herself stand. Her head hanged over, cum and drool dripping around her mouth. "You, little, FUCKING, PRICK!" Her  head shot up, eyes filled with rage as she barred her teeth. She pulled out a stick of dynamite, lighting it and using her whole body to throw it behind the bar. Pushing the stall doors open she ran into the street, running after Henten as the dynamite exploded out of the bar. Henten ran down the side street, looking back to see a drunken Nellko pull out her revolver, wavering as she took aim. *BANG.. . Henten : " SORRY NELLKO" He yelled, as bullets ricochet off the ground around him. *BANG *BANG.. *toouww Nellko : "HOLD STILL!" She yelled, as the last of her bullets rang out, still pulling the trigger on empty shells. She threw a stick of dynamite at him, missing terribly and blowing up one of the shops. She stopped, panting from exhaustion : "Next time, totally gonna kick your ass." As flames exploded next to her. "Hot hot hot, nneh" ______________________ Nellko got back to the ship, slamming the cum soaked fuel ticket onto the hologram table. Anurae lifted it up as Cteno and Evdo watched the cum stream off of it. The A.I. looked Nellko up and down, her body covered in cum and milk juices, his cheeks got pixily as he gushed at her messy body. Nellko : " Where's the showers at, holo, thingy?" A.I. : " They're um, ah, um, I'll ah, show you, yeah." He hovered along side her, unable to take his eyes off her cum soaked breasts as they bounced. Nellko took off her boots and gloves before getting into the shower. Hot water rushed down her body as she ran her hands over her juicy breasts. Nellko smiled as she looked at the A.I. "You wanna watch?" He nodded his head as his cheeks became more pixilated, flustered at the site of her gorgeous body. Nellko : "Well, you help us get through this mess and I'll give you a little treat when we get back." He nodded quickly in agreement as he covered his throbbing cock. Then watched Nellko as she cleaned her body of the mess. ________________________________ Anurae Nellko Blackriver Succupus and of course Cteno all belong to Slugbox : http://awfulslugmonster.com/ Written by Abatos : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Abatos/profile Critics are always welcome. If you want to follow the story hit fav, and if you like the story hit the smiley : )

Chapter 1 - The Snow's Bite

Howling wind and biting snow swept across the ominous snow capped mountains of the northern world. With crunching steps in the concealed dark of the Rivflad forest Haldrik huddled tightly to himself as he bore along the hunter's path through the mountains. Aiming for a small border city that his clan new of being a large trading hub from the north to the south and the east. Carrying a large pack on his back that was full of rations, tools and a bedroll, Haldrik was thinking of those back home who saw him off. He was the first of his clan to venture south to begin his journey to see the world. A few hours later of hiking down the far side of the mountain fjords, The light blizzard had died down. Haldrik let out a heavy sigh of relief and set his things down to build a small camp for the night. As he was pulling his things from his traveling furs a faint scream echoed through the trees. Looking up in the direction of the scream he saw that it was in the direction of the small city he had set out to but still a good distance from it. Thinking a moment he began to realize that it was the scream of a woman. In his clan women were highly respected and protected but without permission from the chief they were not allowed to fight or train. As a moral duty Haldrik felt obligated to investigate the reason for the scream. Unfastening his massive double sided Axe he made sure to pack his things back up and made haste in the direction of the scream. Another scream echoed which this time came slightly more to the right. Moments later he came upon a small camp, hidden by the cover of darkness and trees alike he quickly looked about it for people and the woman he heard. Dark green hooded figures shuffled about the camp while two carried an unconscious woman with a bloody bruise on the left side of her forehead. Strangely enough he saw that they were carrying her into a fire lit cave just beyond the camp. Standing up if one could see Haldrik would see that this man was larger than the average commoner of these southern and even eastern lands. Standing at a solid six foot seven with a heavy build of three hundred and ten pounds with a wolf skin cloak draped from his shoulders down to his thighs. Long brown hair swept back with a brown beard to match that was braided. Haldrik soon came to a conclusion that these men must be some sort of silly religious group as his people saw them. Setting all his things down in his cover he made sure to equip a few throwing axes and nothing more than that and his Two handed axe. Descending from cover quietly he quickly chucked a throwing axe into the spine of a cultist who back was facing him. Before falling to the ground Haldrik was already upon the camp, The shadows of the camp fire danced along his face and winter wolf cloak. The other two cultists managed to get up and begin chanting some sort of tongue Haldrik had never heard. The cultist to haldrik's right and who was the closest swung his arm out and flung what seemed like an orb of fire towards Haldrik. Caught off guard by this sorcery Haldrik was hit directly in the chest by this ball of flame, Haldrik shouted a curse as his furs and shirt was burnt along with the flesh behind it. Enraged by this unknown form of combat and evil as he saw it he was not killed by it to the caster's surprise and thus caught off guard himself long enough for Haldrik's axe to cleave through his midsection. Falling in half Haldrik laughed loudly with joy in knowing that it was just a man. Recovering a bit from the burn on his chest, Haldrik spotted only the shadow of the third cultist disappearing into the cave. With a small sigh Haldrik tore off his ruined shirt and furs only leaving his wolf skin cloak on his back. Knowing how to explore caves well from hunting bear with his father many years ago, Haldrik approached the cave entrance with a small grin hanging from his lips. (So yeah that was my first chapter, Ive never done this kind of thing before so don't butcher me too bad. There will be sex in oncoming chapters don't worry. I just wanted to get this idea off my chest because I've always wanted to write a fantasy story. This Character Haldrik is actually based off a character I had in WoW. Also later chapters will be longer as well I just wanted to get an idea of how the chapter looks when viewed and what not. )

Chapter 2 - Druids of the Fang

Ranani woke up, her whole body ached, but she could feel that she was lying on something soft. She tried to remember what had happened, but she couldn't remember at all. She just knew that she was Ranani, that she was a druid and that something important was in her hand. Surprised by the sudden knowledge of the object in her hand she sat right up and opened her right hand that had been clasped around what looked like a small, bloodied, piece of cloth. She held it up agsint the light to get a better view of it, and then she saw someone behind it, she instantly clasped her hand in her lap again and the tauren woman in front of her spoke. "So you're finally awake, that's good" Ranani sacredly crawled up into the back of the hammock, she seemed to have been lying in a hammock... "There there, don't be afraid, I'm Pala, and you tie that piece of cloth around your arm or so you don't lose it, when you got here you were badly hurt and patched up, by the looks of it, in a hurry." Ranani looked at Pala with alot of unspoken questions in her eyes, barely understanding that she had been very hurt and that someone had patched her up and left her here.... "who..... who brought me here?" she asked Pala. "We don't know, someone called the elevator, when it got up you were on it..." Pala explained with a concerned look on her face, then she said in a caring voice "Does it hurt anywhere, are you fine?" Ranani couldn't really understand this question either, she felt as tho she had slept for days (that was as a matter of fact just what she had done), she was rested and feeling just fine, a little hungry tho, and so she told Pala. "Oh, of course, I'll get something for you to eat, and then I get Pand to look over your bandages one last time, then you may go where ever you want." Ranani pondered over this for awhile, and when Pand came, who turned out to be a really friendly looking tauren guy, she asked "Are there any druids here... where am I?" She realized that she didn't know where she was, all she could see from her spot was the walls of the room, a rather cozy room at that."You are in Thunder Bluff of course, never been here?" Ranani shook her head "Well, this is our capital, capital of the tauren, and yes, there are druids here, they reside in Elder Rise, the north eastern rise that is." Ranani was confused by all of this new information, so while Pand looked over her bandages he got a confused look on his friendly face. "Pala, look, the wounds, I thought there would be scars... there is nothing here!" Pand told in a surprised outburst. Ranani looked puzzled as Pala looked under her now removed bandages, and it looked just as normal... "Is something wrong?" she asked, in a very little voice. "Nothing is wrong dear, but you were rather... beaten up, and now there are no marks, no scars, you are fortunate" Pala said with a big friendly smile. Ranani looked puzzled but all she could say was "Don't..... don't tell me more, I cannot remember it,  I cannot remember anything, maybe that is.... better? Now, I gotta find the druids, thank you for everything." With those words Pala and Pand gave their "Goodbye"s, "See you soon"s and "May the Earthmother guide you"s and Ranani set of toward Elder Rise. She was amazed by this new feeling, this big, yet peaceful and calm place, filled with her kind. She easily asked her way to Elder Rise, everyone was so kind to her, she could hardly believe it. Well at Elder Rise (after daring across the bridge) she meet the archdruid of Thunderbluff, Hamuul Runetotem. He radiated serenity and peace that instantly made her feel safe and relaxed.  She told him what little things she knew, that her name was Ranani Moonsong and that she was a Feral Druid, specialized in Cat Form combat. He thought for a moment and the said "Ranani Moonsong, the Earthmother honors us with your presence, and I think I know something you can do. As we have no clue where you are from, you might aswell start in a place where people go thru all the time, Crossroads, a town in the vast Barrens to the east. There you will find Tonga Runetotem, she will tell you what you can do for the people there. I know that helping others always helps oneself. The next day Ranani took another farewell of Pala, Pand and her new friend Nara Wildmane, a druid like herself, and left her new home, Mulgore, behind her. She knew that even tho she had only been in Mulgore and Thunder Bluff for pair of weeks, including the time she had slept, she would miss it. As Ranani entered The Barrens she hated it right away, it was such a vast wasteland, it just made you feel lonely. She soon discovered that lonely was hard to get in the Barrens for there were other Tauren, Orc and Troll, even a few Forsaken, people she had learned to respect from her short time in Thunder Bluff. She soon got to Camp Taurajo, but she knew that Hamuul had told her to find Tonga in The Crossroads, she asked for directions and set off again. After a few days she reached The Crossroads, and it certainly was a crossroads, the town was built around the two main roads, first the one she had came from, that from what she heard went all the way from something called Thousand Needles down south to Ashenvale, further north. The second road was none other than the one from the orc capital Orgrimmar to the east, to the lush to the lush hills of Stonetalon Mountains. At least that is what Hamuul had describe it as, "A flourishing trade post at the verge of the two main trade routes of Kalimdor" she didn't find it flourishing, just crowded, but she guessed that was the best way to describe success for a simple trading-post. After asking around for awhile she found Tonga. "I am Ranani Moonborn, druid of the claw." she introduced herself, just as Hamuul quickly had thought her was customs in the ranks of the druids. Tonga calmly replied "Ahh, I've been expecting you." Ranani took on a puzzled face and said "Expecting me? how could you... we just met now." Tonga gave her a soft laugh, Ranani thought she would like this woman. "Hamuul has his ways, he is the archdruid after all. He might just look like an old geezer, and he is that, but he is also the archdruid, never underestimate him, you will be expected where there are druids." Ranani had never thought of that, to her, Hamuul had mostly been that, and old nice guy. She could recall all the honorary bows and greetings her had gotten in Thunder Bluff and realized he must be a very respected man... "Ohh... cool." was the only thing that she could think of.  Ranani and Tonga spent alot of time just talking, briefing Ranani on the state of the Barrens, and to her great surprise, the vast land wasn't completely lifeless, there were oases. Oases that Tonga said could maybe, with the proper knowledge, turn the whole of Barrens into it's old green self. Ranani had a hard time believing that that this almost lifeless land once could have been green at all. But once she saw the oases her doubt was as blown away. The were all emeralds in the desert with a heart of clear water. One of the oases tho, caught her eye. With it's crystal blue water and lush vegetation placed right at the foot of a huge mountain. Ranani found a cave on the mountainside, and she went as far as calling it home. (Remember this cave, cause it will return) From this cave Ranani explored The Barrens and helped the people of this land as far as she could, and she soon realized that she grew stronger and stronger, more and more adapt to her cat form. Then one day, out of nowhere, Tonga called her and said druids where coming from Moonglade to see if they could spread the green from the oases all over the vast steepe. "Ranani, as far as I know they will start their investigation at the oasis where you live, would you greet them?" Ranani wondered if maybe those druid would know something about her, and therefor, with a lot of confidence in her voice said:  "I will show them anything they ask to see and true to answer all their questions." Tonga looked pleased and bid her farewell with an oh so familiar "May theEarth Mother be with you young one". When Ranani woke the next morning she took her regular morning bath and then committed herself to eating breakfast. Whilst she sat there drying, still damp from the refreshing dip, she heard voices. They spoke a language she had never heard before, but still understood. As the voices approached she heard that they were praising the beauty of the oasis, the beauty of her home, she almost blushed at that thought. She knew nature belongs to no one, that she was just a temporary inhabitant of this welcoming place. As the druids neared, she recognized them as Kaldorei, or Night Elves, people of the northern forests of Kalimdor. They had skin colour ranging from deep purple, almost black, to bright pink, long ears and glowing eyes. Even tho she had no idea how, she knew just what to say and what to do, her tongue formed the Darnassian words with ease. She couldn't even tell how she now recalled the name of this noble language, but she spoke. "Elune-Adore Shan'do" (literary translated: "Elune be with you Honored Teacher") The elves looked surprised, but soon they had introduced themselves, the one most notable was the one she had spoke to as "Shan'do", his name was Naralex, he was the leader of this expedition.  He asked her a lot of questions and she answered as she could. "Who would pass the oasis?", "Are there any other caves at the other oases?", "Does the cave seem to affect the wildlife? Does the oasis itself do so?". Questions and questions and more questions, around lunch ime they were done with that. The newly arrived druids asked if there were anywhere they could stay for a night or two before heading does the caverns. Ranani knew of a larger cave above her and she showed them there. They invited her to lunch, but she said that she would have to dismiss the offer, she needed to train her abilities in her cat form, and was going hunting. Druids dislike the killing of all things, Ranani knew and understood this.  She disliked it as well, so she hastily explained that she had made herself a part of this oasis circle of life, her hunting wasn't necessary, but neither harming. Ranani stayed with the druids for two days, learning what she could and teaching what she knew. On the third day they settled themselves to descend upon the newly dubbed "Wailing Caverns" for the sound the steam from it made. They asked Ranani to come, but she dismissed this offer aswell. They asked her why and she explained. "I have grown with the this land, but it feels as if a greater force is pulling me. People and nature suffers everywhere and I can't just sit here... Even if it's for a good cause". Naralex looked at her for a moment and then bid her farewell along with the rest. They turned their backs on eachother, Ranani walking towards a new adventure. Naralex and his companions walking towards a waking nightmare...

Chapter 1 - Color Agents- The Mystical Forest

For reference only. Violet: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/witchking00/103050/VIOLET-COSTUME-CONTEST-POSTER White: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/witchking00/104587/NEW-CHALLENGER-WHITE Pink: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/witchking00/104586/NEW-CHALLENGER-PINK Alira: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/witchking00/161074/Succubus-comic-03-preview R.O.L. The little one. : http://www.hentaicolors.com/wp-content/gallery/color-agent-comic/ca-prologue-03-eng.jpg Color Agents - The Mystical Forest R.O.L. has tracked down a golden piece in a remote town in northern Scotland. The agents, Violet in her white boots and long white gloves, nearly translucent violet pantys, and completely topless. White, with purple and black checkered stockings and gloves, a purple and black lace bra and black lace pantys. Pink, wearing a one piece pink dress with a heart embroidery on the chest and white boots, set off to a local church to hone in on the golden piece. After talking with the priest about the golden piece he agreed to tell them where it was, for a small favor of course... White was on her knees, stroking and licking the priests hard shaft. Light shawn through the stained glass, flowing over them as the priest began to get weak in the knees. White : " Mm, mmph .. ooh, you like that?" Priest: " Oh lass, your tung is truly a gift from the heavens." White ran her tung along his shaft before sliding his cock deep into her throat. His cock was pulsating in her mouth when it began to get hot. She gasped for air as the priest came all over her face, his cum dripping onto her outstretched tung and open mouth. Priest: " Oh lord, have mercy. You have quite the sinful talents, but talents none the less lass." White stood up and took a moment to compose herself before swallowing the cum in her mouth. Violet: With her tits puffed out she confidently declares " Alright priest, now you're going to tell us where the golden piece is, or your pleasure will turn to pain." Priest: " Calm down lass, the golden piece you speak resides within an old suit of angelic Armour. It can be found midst the ruins in the old growth forest behind the church, it shouldn't be too hard to find." White: " If the piece is easy to find, then why hasn't anyone else tried to take it?" Priest: " Well they say the ruins are a sacred place, guarded by the angelic Armour, surrounded by a mystical forest, so most people tend to shy away from such a place, even though none if it is true." Pink: "Don't worry, we can handle anything that comes our way." Priest :" I'm sure you can lass, stay safe out there." After the girls had left the church the priest transformed into Alira (Succubus) Alira: "ahahaHAHAHAAA!" she laughed with the back of her hand covering her mouth, in a sinister tone." Those fools will find the golden piece for me, as they fall victim to the mystical forest, and when they can't take any more I'll swoop in and finish them off. She grinned as she thought of the agents being covered in cum, unable to stop her." The three of them found a trail behind the church, leading into the forest. Huge trees towered over them as the spring flowers bloomed. Pink:" It's going to take way too long to find the place if we stay on the ground." White: " We can cover more ground if we fly over the tree tops using our boots." Violet: " All right, lets get airborne. If you find the ruins, send a beacon so we can regroup." Pink and White both nodded and shot off into the sky splitting off left and right over the tree tops. Violet shot off down the path, flying midst the massive trees before rising above the tree line towards a mountain. ________________________________________________________________________________________ Violet flew over a river and noticed something glistening down below, she decided to go down and check it out. To her surprise it was a young girl splashing her feet in the river. She was barefoot and wearing a green dress. Violet: " Hey there, hows the water?" The girl looked at violet and blushed as she shyed away from looking at her huge breasts. Little girl : " U-um, hello, y-your naked." as the words fumbled in her mouth. Violet: " Well of course, it would be a shame to hide a women's body under clothing, wouldn't it?" Little girl: " um, well, isn't it ,e-embarrassing?" Violet: " Of course not, It frees the body. Having the slight breeze brush against your nipples is an amazing feeling, you know?" The little girls cheeks turned red as she imagined what that might feel like. Violet: " Oh, I almost forgot, you wouldn't know where the ruins are would you?" Little girl: " t-t-the ruins, um, the ruins are..." ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________  As Pink was flying a little green fairy flew up in front her. She stopped and saw it fly around in little circles before diving below the tree line. Curious about the little creature she fly's down after it. The little fairy is trying to uproot a mushroom at the base of tree, Pink giggles at how adorable it is. She heads over and helps him pluck the mushroom. Straining a bit from the weight the fairy fly's up to her face and motions the mushroom towards her. Pink:" You want me to eat this?" The fairy nods his head in delight. Pink found the act of kindness to be absolutely adorable, and couldn't bear to refuse his offer. She let the plump little red mushroom rest on her tung for a moment before letting it fall into her mouth. It had a sweet taste to it but the texture was rough and spongy. After a few moment her vision began to distort and the fairy started to morph and stretch, changing colors every moment. She became dizzy and dropped to her bottom with her legs outstretched, her mouth drooling with her eyes lazily open.  All the colorful mushrooms began to grow, their stems whipped about in the air swaying and snaking their way towards Pink.  Some of them grew into small mushroom people like large thick cocks with scrunched up faces. They seemed to be talking about something with the fairy. After a few moments the fairy whistled into the forest, and many other fairy's started to appear, hovering about.   The mushroom strands started to rub up against Pink, "oooh.. yees that feels so good." caressing her in their blindness. The sensation of having so many little squishy mushrooms grazing against her body was joyous and soothing, allowing the sensations to flow over her body.    A few of the fairy's landed on her chest and started slicing at her dress with their little knifes as her boobs started bulge out. "HAAUH" she whimpered as her boobs burst out the dress, tossing the fairys back.    As the mushroom strands were rubbing her clit, small shocks pulsated into her pussy. Others started to push their way into her "ooh yes, go deeper.. give me more, UOOH". She licked her lips as colors of pleasure washed over her body.  The fairy's were licking her boobs and sucking her nipples relentlessly as they became hard. Another rested between her boobs getting his dick massaged as they bounced.        One of the mushroom people jumped into her mouth and starting sliding down her throat "mmm..guh,guh.. cuch", it's scrunched up face turned into a smile as she started to gag. She was drooling on either side of her mouth as more mushroom strands began to penetrate her ass, her eyes widened as she tried to moan sending deeper into her mouth.    Cum sprayed out of the fairy's cocks onto Pinks juicy tits, as the mushrooms strands went deeper into her. "MMPH.. UHPH.. MMM" The mushroom wiggled about as it came, sending cum bursting out of her mouth. The mushroom strands began to expand, and then cum was bursting out of Pinks pussy and ass " OOOH YES, I'M GONNA COME..IT FEELS SO GOOD..DON't STOP, NEVER STOP.. OOOUHH." She played with the cum in her hands, the strands of cum were changing color before her eyes.  Pink: "Oooo.. pretty colors. They're so warm and tasty." Her eyes were half shut with her mouth in a lazy smile. Sucking on her fingers as cum was still spurting out of her pussy. _________________________________________________________________________________________  As White flew over the tree tops she couldn't understand how the golden spirit could be trapped within a suit of Armour, alchemy perhaps? Her thoughts were broken when she spotted a clearing amongst the trees. Below her were the old ruins, stone pillars and broken slabs of rock. Outlining the husk of a once grand church.  She flew down and landed near a raised stage, and activated her beacon. A suit of angelic Armour stood guard before her, dormant. The Armour had crosses and Victorian patterns throughout its metal skin, and had a prominent golden cross on the face of the helmet. White walked up the stone steps onto the stage, her tits began to swell as she got closer to the Armour. A golden light began to flow out of it as it began to move. White: "(How the hell am I supposed to extract the golden piece from this thing...)" as she took a defensive stance against it. Armour: "This is a sacred place, only the pure may come here, all others will be purged by the holy light." it bellowed. White: "I'm not going anywhere without my prize." she smirked.  In a split second the Armour had maneuvered behind her and pinned her arms back. The shock of getting so close to the piece caused her boobs to grow twice their normal size bursting out of her bra, shredding it to pieces.  He shifted in front of her and forced her down onto her knees. A huge shaft of golden white light grew out from him, White's eyes bugged out and her mouth dropped as she gazed upon the mighty shaft. Armour: " May the holy light purge you of your trespasses."    He pushed the tip against her mouth. White could barely open her mouth wide enough for the shaft to slide down her throat. Wincing as the girth filled her mouth. "mmm.. MMM.. UUGCH." The shaft pulsated with light every time it hit the back of her throat, sliding in and out as she drooled all over her tits. " MMMPH...CHGHH.. MMM"   After she managed to get a gasp of air the Armour slid his shaft between her huge tits. " OOOH FUCK YES, POUND MY MASSIVE TITS...OOOHH... HAAHH... MMM, FUCK" Panting as she licked the shaft between her tender tits. She pushed her tits onto the shaft enveloping them in the soft flesh. "OOOHH come and give me my prize!". The Armour forced her head deep down over the shaft. Armour: " Be cleansed demon!"  The golden white cum exploded out her nose and mouth, as her head recoiled back, cum cascading down onto her tender tits.  "huu..ohh.. hu" White was panting for air as cum streamed out of her mouth onto the stone. Her eye forced shut from the cum. The Armour was about to turn away when... White: " We're not done yet."  She jumped up and grabbed the Armour's shoulders, sliding her pussy down his glowing shaft. " OHH FUCK, it's so big!" She shuddered as the shaft went deep inside her, but she knew there could be no surrender. She slid his shaft in and out with her tits bouncing up and down as webs of cum jostled between the Armour and herself."OOOHH.. FUUUCK, ITS GODLY..FUCK ME DEEPER.. MMMM.. AH, AH ,AAHH". Her legs were shaking, barely able keep her legs wrapped around the Armour.   The Armour started to falter as his stamina was being depleted. "RAAAAAH.. DEMON.. BE PURGED." He roared, as he came a second time, sending white arcing through the air as an explosion of come shot out of her. The Armour was clearly getting weak, but White could take no more. She started to crawl away, leaving a trail of cum behind her before finally passing out with her legs still twitching.   _______________________________________ Little girl: " t-t-the ruins, um, the ruins are..." Violets receiver sounded off.   Violet: "It's White, she mu stove found it, I'm sorry but I got to go. I'll come by some time, ok?" as she took off into the sky. The little girl looked slightly stunned, confused as to how the lady could soar off into the sky. Little girl: "u-um, bye now, n-naked lady." she yelled as she waved good bye. Violet smiled back at the girl before turning her boots up full throttle and shooting off towards the ruins. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Violet landed softly on the broken stone floor, she could see White still half passed out and shaking all over. She turned her attention to the suit of Armour. Violet: " You there, you have something of mine." as her tits slightly jiggled. The suit of Armour found it difficult to compose himself after the last battle. Armour: "Be gone from this sacred place, mortal." Violet: " Not a chance." She lunged forward and knocked the Armour on it's back. With her hands on his chest and her legs spread she cried out "OOHH ITS GROWING INSIDE ME" as the Armour's shaft grew again. She worked her hips as she slid the massive shaft down her wet pussy. With her boobs flailing uncontrollably in the presence of the golden spirit. Violet: " HOOOH YES, IT'S MASSIVE!.. Just the way I like it." She fondled her bouncing boobs as she moaned out "MMM GIVE ME MORE, ALL THE WAY YOU HUNK OF METAL, YES, YESS, OOUHH." The Armour was trying to hold back as Violet rammed the shaft into her, but it could feel the last of its energy welling up inside .  Violet threw her head back sending her hair wiping through the air as she looked to the sky. She slammed down the shaft one last time as it released a torrent of cum inside her. " OOH FUCK YESS, IT'S EVERYWHERE, LET IT ALL OUT."  The pieces of the Armour started to fall apart as the golden glow faded away. Violet started to radiate a slight glow as she rose up from her victory. Alira: "So you have it?"   Violet: " Alira Darkboob, It's so good to see you." as she walked towards Alira a stream of cum was trailing down her legs. Alira: "Well, I can't just let you walk out of here with that golden piece." Alira casts a spell on Violet causing her limbs to go limb and be shrouded in a dark aura. Violet drops to her knees. As Alira walked over to Violet she stroked her clit with magic, causing it to grow into a huge cock. Alira: "Don't worry Violet, I'll put the Golden spirit to good use." She smirked malevolently as she shoved her cock into Violets mouth. Violet: "MMM..MMPH, HHCKMM, MMMPH . .MMMCUH" Violet gaged on her cock as frothy bubbles and streams of pre jizz ran down her face. Above Pink descended at great speed, kicking Alira off of Violet with both feet. Aliras cock popped out of Violets mouth as Alira and Pink fell. Her cock rammed into pink with ungodly force as they hit the ground! In the presence of the golden spirit Pink was gushing wet with sensations of heat flowing up from her pussy. Her half hallucinating mind riding Aliras cock as pleasure and heat coursed through her body. "aauh, I love your cock sliding in me. ooh uuh auh."  Alira was half conscious due to the impact, unable to fight back she gave in to temptation and allowed the girl do abuse her cock. Alira" Oh you dirty bitch, ride my fucking cock.. Fuck yes! Just like that." Violet managed to get R.O.L  on the communicator, Violet: " R.O.L. we need evac, now! We don't have the energy to fly out of here." R.O.L. " Of course your highness, I'm on my way." A few moments later a space craft was hovering over the ruins, and started to descend. Violet grabbed White and helped her onto the ship. Violet: " R.O.L. bring us over top of them!" R.O.L." Initiating maneuver." Violet reached down from the back hatch to grab Pink. Pink grabbed on with both hands and as Violet pulled her up the Golden spirit sent a pulse of energy through Pink and Alira bringing both to a holy climax. As Pink was pulled up they both came ferociously everywhere. Aliras eyes rolled back in her head as she arked her back, and Pink let out a cute wail of joy as her legs were lifted off the ground.    The ship took off and Violet and Pink made their way into the ship and closed the hatch. Alira, rendered motionless by such an epic orgasm, whispered. " next time, Agents, next time things will be different..." The agents could finally rest, covered from head to toe in wet creamy goo, but still, they had won their prize. ... R.O.L. : " Violet? Would you like me to extract the golden piece...?" _____________________________________________________________ Written by: Abatos Color agents and related characters are property of : WITCHKING00 http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/witchking00/profile Don't forget to hit the smiley face if you liked it, or fav it so you can read it again as you move your eyes left to right, molesting the words with your mind. :P

Chapter 2 - Blackriver's Quest - Lock and Load

Cteno : http://24.media.tumblr.com/e161384ddc3612b590f194e38d00fb14/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho3_1280.png Succupus : http://25.media.tumblr.com/8c1811265e5a498050181389d63a3eca/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho4_1280.png Anurae : http://24.media.tumblr.com/89d494e7fa288185459f67fb10ba777d/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho5_r1_1280.png Blackriver : http://31.media.tumblr.com/1961b6af428631be9687168fac9c8dee/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho6_1280.png Nellko :   http://25.media.tumblr.com/faa261ced09bb9f566b33c7bef0f821d/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho7_1280.png Rainbow tentacle entertainment : http://25.media.tumblr.com/9d3476222b95b8284a5926ad723ada1a/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho2_500.png Special BR ref : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/slugboxHF/109284/Blackriver Blackriver's Quest - Lock and Load Black river was slowly loading the heavy rifle shells into her ammo drum as her cigar gave off a light glow in the darkness. *Thhick... *Thiick... She locked the drum into her large double barrel rifle with a large *Clunckh. It was about 2 am when she set off to the spaceport. The moon illuminated her determined face as a slight breeze rustled her hair. She knew what had to be done. _______________ Silence filled the cockpit as Black river activated the small ships control systems and fired up the engines. The docking bay doors opened as she was cleared launch. A while later she landed and went into one of the rooms of a nearby building. Blackriver: " Wake up, it's time to go." ?? stirred. Rubbing it's eyes to wake up a bit more. It understood what Black river meant and got dressed rather hurriedly and nodded to Black river. Blackriver: "Come on, we got a long flight ahead." ?? nodded and followed BR out to the ship. ________________ BR set the ship to auto pilot after setting a course to Margarita5b, her home planet. BR: Rather sheepishly she asked." You hungry?" Going a little red in the cheeks. ?? shook its head in disagreement, sitting timidly in the chair. BR: " Well, there's a cot in the back if you wanna sleep. It's probably covered in nelko juices but it's the best I got." ?? nodded and went off to find the cot. BR sighed as she dropped into a chair and lit another cigar. She watched the ploom of smoke as she thought about what she was doing. ________________ The ship landed on the desert planet. Gusts of sand whipped at the ships hull. BR: " Stay here, ok? I'll be back in a little while." ?? nodded and closed the loading hatch after BR had left. ________________ BR braved the sands that lashed at her and obscured her vision. She made her way to an abandoned shack where Nellko and her used to keep some supplies. Inside the half collapsed little shack there were weathered and old guns with some ammo crates on the floor. A small rumble shimmered through the ground.   The remains of two hammucks were crushed under the partially collapsed roof. She bent down to the ammo crates and moved them aside. Brushing off some sand from the floor. Removing a few of the wooden planks she reveiled a small safe. The sand on the floor vibrated as the ground shook a bit harder. She turned the dial a few times before the safe's lock poped open. She reached inside and pulled out a large four edged key with intriquite noches and patterns. She smiled at her prize as it hanged from the chain in her hand. The floor shook violently beneath her feet. She tried to steady herself on the barrel of her gun. A huge sand wyrm exploded through the floor sending BR through the wall onto the hot sand. She bounced off the ground and slid on her feet, taking aim at the giant armored Wyrm and firing a double shell. * BOBOOM TEARILECK. The Wyrm roared in agony as it reeled from the blow. BR : "..."   BR raised an eyebrow as the beast stood its ground. * BOBOOM TEARELECK. The large shells dropping to the sand. The second shot glanced off the side of the beast. The giant sand Wyrm slid quickly across the sand before reeling up and letting out a mighty scream. It came crashing into the ground, swallowing Black river whole. _________________________ Black river was about to fire off another round when a soft scaly tentacle snatched it from her hands. More tentacles sprang up from beneath her and started to ooze with anticipation. Before she could reach out for her gun the tentacles had wrapped around her arms and legs. They had her head pinned to the floor of the monsters mouth while pulling her legs into the air. She tried to struggle against them, but the tainted air started to make her mind go blurry and her limbs weak. Tentacles slid across her stomach and wrapped themselves around her boobs. The toxic slime burned through her swim top. Their heads suckled her nipples as their body's constricted her soft breasts. Milk dripped down onto her face as she moaned out "mmmm... not bad." Licking the milk from her lips. Another tentacle hovered in front of her face. Its scales flared and rattled before plunging itself into her mouth. As the tentacle slid in and out of her mouth her eyes rolled back in a rhythmic trance. "mmph... ugck... mmph... pleh..." The tentacles slime was dripping down the sides of her mouth as she fought to stay conscious. A larger slimy tentacle slid across her suspended ass crack making its head visible between her legs. Her panties disintegrated as the head of the tentacle bulged. Three smaller tentacles sprang out. They waved franticly through the air as BR's adrenaline began to soared. The tentacle lifted its body off her crotch making large strands of slime between them. The three smaller tentacles started to play with her clit and slid down her pussy lips. BR's body was heated and sweaty from the sensations. Her heart pounded as the tentacles pushed into her pussy. They twisted and squirmed as they made their way deeper. When they could go no further they started going into a rhythmic fuck making her boobs bounce with the other tentacles still suckling her tits. ---(A moment to enjoy the scene.^^)--- Another large tentacle reared up by her ass trying to push the other one out of the way. The first one had its eggs ready to impregnate BR as it continued to fuck her, but the other tentacle fought to push it out of the way. It tried to force it's way into her pussy while trying to pushing the other one away. The tentacle in her mouth thrusted harder as its body bulged with cum. BR's eyes shut tight as the tentacle exploded its load across her face. She held out her tung to lick at the stream of jizz pouring out of the tentacles head. "Mmmm..tasty." BR noticed the grip of the tentacles began to relax on her boobs. They were dreary and full of milk ready for a nap. As they fell lazily to the ground BR saw the two tentacles fighting  through her marked breasts. The three tentacles continued to fuck her and she could feel herself coming to climax. "OOHH FUCK YES!!" Energy welled up inside her as a feral power raged throughout her body. A wicked smile grew on her face as she looked up to the tentacles from the ground. Even though her arms were restrained by other tentacles she pushed herself off the ground with great force into the air. She grabbed one of the tentacles on her legs and bit through it with wild eyes. Blue blood spurt out of the decapitated tentacle. As her wait shifted onto the other leg tentacle she swung up and dug her nails into it. The large tentacle withdrew from her pussy and both the large tentacles tried to grab onto her. She tore through the other leg tentacle with ease and landed crouched on the Wyrms mouth. She lunged over the two tentacles with their tentacles franticly trying to penetrate her. As she flew she tore her gun away from another tentacle and landed on her back. BR : " I have enough children." *BOBOOM Two shells blasted through the top of the Wyrms skull. Chunks of brain and blue streams of blood flew into the air as the giant Wyrm toppled to the ground. All the tentacles went limp as the creature died out. BR climbed through the hole in its skull and plopped down on the sand. She looked at the key in her hand as she sat covered in slime, milk, and jizz from head to toe. Squeezing it in her hand as jizz dripped off her face. She strutted back to the ship through the hot sand in her victory. To be continued... Anurae Nellko Blackriver Succupus and of course Cteno all belong to Slugbox : http://awfulslugmonster.com/ Written by Abatos : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Abatos/profile Hit the smiley if you like it XD

Chapter 3 - The Bargain

Aeshan had heard the order, and she had dressed herself as her Captain had asked... With Sinastra, but more prominently, Sanbriza onboard, maybe Naesha would come back from her excursion. Otherwise this whole thing wouldn't make sense, not the way she had understood the deal struck between her lover and the demon that had trained and blessed her. When her Captain had further explained that she was to 'entertain' Sanbriza, while she and Sinastra discussed something, made it all to clear... Naesha MUST be coming back to the ship! Or maybe they were going to her... either which way, she would get to see her, she would get to enjoy her new blessing... 'blessings!', she corrected herself, for the first time! Sanbriza and Sinastra appeared, the former in the same attire she had worn the last time they'd met, the gnome in an elaborate dress of deep violet. As the greetings proceed, The Captain and Sinastra make to leave for more formal quarters, and as an after-thought, with a casual flick of her wrist, the Captain utters the words that would seal Aeshan's fate: '...and you, Demon, keep yourself busy, enjoy what the ship has to offer.' Clearly, this meant Aeshan, and the grin on Sanbriza's face grew wider, as she took the two steps needed to close the distance between them, pulling her into a lusty kiss, and breaking it only to whisper in the ear of the startled dragon "You're mine now... only mine!" *Sanbriza and Aeshan vanish in a puff of green and black smoke, and when Aeshan opens her eyes, she's standing in the familiar space in Dalaran's underworld she last visited* Was this... really the bargain? Wasn't it... share? *Aeshan asks hesitantly* "Well, yes, but after all, this is sharing, it's not like she's using you currently anyway... and that's hardly my fault, I invited her, she knows when and where we were going, so I guess she must be tied up..."  Well... then... we could summon her here, or open a portal or... *Sanbriza interrupts Aeshan* "No." What... what do you mean? " I mean... I won't waste another moment on anything but taking you."  You wouldn't... you couldn't!  "Maybe I couldn't.... if you didn't want it so bad" *Aeshan backs away from Sanbriza a bit, and she bumps into the bed*  Briza... please... she might be in danger, we can't just leave her to fulfill some bargain that... *she's interrupted*  "That whaaat, exactly? Just trust her, she's a big girl, she can take care of herself, and if she can't, Jendi can do it for her"  I'm serious, this is no time for jokes! *Sanbriza smirks*  "Eager to get down to business, are we?"  *Aeshan wants to say no, but she realizes she's burning up, her nipples visible through the fabric of her bra, her panties soaked in her own juices... she do want this, or she wouldn't have put this outfit on... she wouldn't have followed Sanbriza here... it's all so logical, it makes sense.* I am... eager... to please... mistress. *Aeshan gets on her knees and shuffles over to Sanbriza, tugging at the hem of her panties*  Awww, that's adorable, such a cock-hungry little slut you are"  Yes, yes, Aeshan is a very cock-hungry slut, you're right mistress!  "You may take them off me, but then you stay down"  Yes... of course  *Aeshan pulls Sanbriza's panties down slowly, revealing smooth, rune-covered skin, then her swollen clit, engorged pussy-lips, Sanbriza is very much ready. Aeshan still sits, kneeling on the floor, Sanbriza's panties in-front of her, between them*  "Pick them up"  *Aeshan does as she's told*  "Now... smell them"  *Aeshan draws in the rich aroma of Sanbriza's arousal, that seem to be etched into the cloth itself, it's potent, musky, and it's very much as if the panties themselves should be soaked in various sexual fluids*  "They're enchanted, they never need cleaning, but they never get clean, and then can only be smelled, or get wet, if they're taken off of me, or I allow it. I haven't taken them off for anything but sex, and mostly, not for that either, since I first put them on... they're all me.... but you want more of that, don't you?"  *Aeshan does not miss a beat* Oh yes, yes please, mistress, if I could, please, I'd do anything!  *Sanbriza grins*  "That's what I want to hear..." *Sanbriza kicks her panties aside*  "Not like I'll need those..."  *and she grabs Aeshan by her pig-tails and presses her against her own damp nethers, she doesn't even bother commanding it, because instantly she feels Aeshan grinding back against her, reaching out with her tongue to lap up her juices*  "Ahhh... that's a good whore"  *Aeshan is entranced by the smell, taste, wetness and warmth of Sanbriza's pussy grinding against her tongue* " "Ahhh, keep that up... you'll get what you want... mmm"  *Aeshan opens her eyes, she can see Sanbriza's pelvis, and above it, Sanbriza herself, the one hand not holding Aeshan's head in place, caressing her own breasts, her mouth slightly agape, her eyes half-closed, as she murmurs:  "Ahh, good little minion... pet... slut... dragon, ahh, keep licking, keep that up... I want it to be you that summons it... ahhh, you'll love it, it's grown... oh you'll see... mmm, you little wench, I'll stretch even your dragonform if I have to..." *and all the while, the demonic runes glow brighter and brighter with the fel light of corruption, and Aeshan loves it all, she wasn't even sure if it was a curse doing it to her at this point, or some more subtle magic... by now, it could just be her... and she wished that Naesha was there... Suddenly Sanbriza stops her talking, the hand on the back of Aeshan's head no longer holding her in place, but grasping a fistful of her hair and shoving her face against her sex, all notion of tongue forgotten, by now, it's just contact that matters... Sanbriza then lets out a loud moan, the light of the runes flashing brightly, and something large and heavy hits Aeshan's forehead* "Ahhhh.... you did it, I knew you had it in you, you little nympho... or rather, wanted it in you."  *The slab of fuck-meat is impossibly large, about the length of her arm, buts quite a bit thicker than one of them, maybe as thick as both of them together. Her mouth waters at the prospect of swallowing it, her pussy gushes as she imagines it spearing into her draconian womb, and her ass flexes in anticipation of having the behemoth pole of dick-flesh stretch it wide... it must be thicker than both of her fists combined... she shivers at the thought*  Please... *Sanbriza snaps at her pleading voice* "Silence, you speak when spoken to. Now, what do you want of mistress, slave?"  Slave wants Mistress to fuck her, Slave wants Mistress to fill her throat so she can't breath without your allowance, pump her womb so full of your seed, it'll be flowing out for weeks to come, Slave wants Mistress to fuck her ass so hard, and deep, that when Mistress cums, it'll be her mouth and nose it runs out of!  *Sanbriza smiles the widest grin yet, as she idly strokes her gargantuan dick*  "Well, Slave... if that's what you want...."  *Sanbriza pulls Aeshan's head back, until she can smear the thick pre-cum she's producing, across her lips, and the rest of her face too*  "Open wide"  *Aeshan can smell the rich smell of musk emanating form the demonic organ, as well as feel it's intoxicating magic aura in her every pore, and she opens her mouth in response to the command... and Sanbriza pulls her head forwards, just as she thrusts her hips, burying more than half of herself in Aeshan's throat... her progress clearly outlined on Aeshan's throat... Aeshan elicits a muffled moan at the sudden intrusion, which only serves to coax Sanbriza... "Come on, you little cum-dumpster, swallow my dick, you better get it all down, or otherwise I might 'spill' some of your precious jizz, and you wouldn't want that, would you, slut?"  *Aeshan attempts to swallow, as she grabs onto Sanbriza's hips, to pull herself onto the last of the massive, veiny, throbbing, soon-to-be (if Aeshan has any say in the matter), cum-guzzler.*  "That's a gooood girl... keep it up, once you get it all in, I'll start fucking your throat in earnest... ahhh... this hot... wet... tight... cum-swallowing, dick-massaging, cock-socket of a throat..." *Aeshan starts feeling her air supply dwindle, and starts an involuntary pull-back motion, but Sanbriza just holds her head*  "Who said you could pull back?"  *Aeshan looks at her pleading, distressed*  "I really have blocked your windpipes then?" *Sanbriza snickers*  "You can breath between my thrusts once you get to the root, or just breath my cum once I'm done with the first round for this hole, it's funny, what under-'water' breathing and determination can do... so keep going you bitch, because I won't stop, even if you pass out, and then you wouldn't get to enjoy it." *Aeshan gives her next push her all, and her nose bumps into Sanbriza's pelvis* " Ahhh, that's just precious, and your throat, it seems to love this as much as you do, it's clinging on like your life depended on it... ah, but I best get you in a better position if I'm to reward you for this accomplishment."  *Aeshan feels herself 'summoned' again, suddenly she can draw breath, and take a deep, greedy, gulp of air. She's back-side-down, suspended in mid-air, what seem to be fel-green, velvet chains holding her there, they are soft, warm, and do not give even an inch. She's spread eagle, some of the chains dig into the crack of her butt, around her breast, around her thighs, but nothing is uncomfortably tight, and then, at the end of her deep breath, she sees Sanbriza's legs approaching rapidly, and then her throat is filled again, in one swift thrusts. Sanbriza can be heard letting out a groan of pleasure somewhere above* "Ahhh... what a sight..."  *Sanbriza rubs at Aeshan's throat, feeling her hand on her own dick through the stretched skin, she pulls back, following the outline on Aeshan's throat, until only her 'head' is left in Aeshan's mouth, allowing her a quick, ragged breath, before she thrusts back down her throat, hard. She continues like this, continuously picking up pace, the room fills with the smell of sex and the groans and moans of Sanbriza mix with the gasps for air and muffled moans from Aeshan, the lewd noises of the brutal face-fucking, and the occasional dripping,  as Aeshan's arousal falls from her pussy onto the floor below, In time, Sanbriza reaches a frantic pace, her breathing coming in short ragged gasps, and she stiffens, hilts herself in Aeshan's throat, and her dick swells visibly as she starts ,cumming, pumping hot, thick, ropes of potent demonic seed directly into Aeshan's gullet. The force has her collapsing onto of Aeshan, and through it, she still keeps humping Aeshan's face a few times... then, with the last bursts of her orgasm still very much under-way, she starts pulling out, filling Aeshan's throat with cum from the back and outwards. Once she's pulled of her throat, she stops for a while, Aeshan's lips sealed around the sensitive head, so tightly, that the cum trickles out of her nose, before it spills around the dick in her mouth. Then Sanbriza rises, and pulls out completely, a few more ropes hitting Aeshan's face, and still wide-open, cum-filled mouth and some jet past, splashing on her breasts. It runs out of Aeshan's mouth, into her nose, and past her forehead into her hair* "Hey! Don't go wasting cum you whore, close up and swallow, I will have none of this!"  *Sanbriza forcefully closes Aeshan's mouth, and instantly, gulps of swallowing are heard, one they stop, she let's the mouth open. It's inside is coated with cum, but otherwise, it's empty.*  "Ahhh, much better." *Sanbriza is still rock-hard, and Aeshan lost track of time, her throat is sore, but her cum glazed face is in bliss*  "Coated like a lowest gutter-prostitute, and you smile like that... you're so fucking adorable"  *Aeshan tries to talk, but it comes out as a wheeze*  "What was that? You have to speak up."  M... more... please.. more.. let me... please.. let me cum  "Ohhh" *Aeshan's been on the edge, the chains and the brutal fucking pushing her closer and closer, until she didn't think she could get closer, but she hasn't had her orgasm yet*  "Well, maybe if you don't cum... you'd still keeping be true true to her in a sense... wouldn't you like that? Or would you rather get your little rush, you insatiable whore?" I... can't... stand this, please... must  "Oh, don't you worry, you will like what's coming... but I'm not doing this because I wish to sate you, oh no, you needy little bitch, no, it's only because this thing is still hard."  *Sanbriza moves around Aeshan, and as she does, the chains lift her head, allowing her to look down on herself as Sanbriza gets between her legs*  "My, my, it's quite a mess down here already..."  All... all for you master.  "Of course it's all for me, I'm the only one with an available cock around here, if it wasn't so, if there were more, you would be their's too. Don't delude yourself, it's what you're for, getting fucked, filled with cock and cum- you're a cock-socket and a cum-dumpster- and I will make certain you know it, now... where do I put this." *Sanbriza rubs the tip of her cock along Aeshan's pussy and down the crack of her ass*  "On the one end... watching myself press into you, distending your flat, toned, tummy... that's be something, but then again, breaking in this tight ass... watching it slowly spread, ahh... delightful"  I... as long as I'm not... 'blocked', I don't care which, just don't... tease me, just get to it!  *Sanbriza stops at the dripping wet folds of Aeshan's pussy*  "It'll be your filthy snatch, it always was going to be... me up front, watching your eyes as your beloved Naesha finally got back at you, stuffing your ass so, so, full... and then we're switch it up, ah... but now I'll guess I'll just watch you cum your wits out as I fill you up, which isn't so bad. *Sanbriza thrusts her hips, in one decisive motion, she buries herself more than half-way, then she meets resistance, Aeshan moans loudly, it's breaching on a scream, as she sees that there's already a bulge visible on her stomach.*  "Oh look at that, I wouldn't think a slut like you could bother to make yourself a cervix in this form... well, no worries, you'll get all the dick you deserve."  *Sanbriza pulls out until only the head is left in and then back in, putting more force behind each thrust, rapidly nudging Aeshan's inside's open for her to ravage, all the while, all Aeshan can do is stare mesmerized at the bulge, moaning and panting, her tongue lolling, eyes rolling back into her skull at the thrusts that make headway towards her core, all the while cum-mixed drool run down her chin, and then suddenly she feels the barrier breaking, and Sanbriza is fully inside. The bulge clearly shows how filled she is... but still, she does does not orgasm* "Now... we really start"  *Wings spread out from Sanbriza's back, her horns grow large, and her eyes glow a deeper green than before, and then she starts fucking Aeshan in earnest, seemingly aiming to break her completely, this goes on until Aeshan loses count of the thrusts, until she can't hear the warlocks taunting insults any more, until time blurs out completely, and then, suddenly, Sanbriza pulls her upright into a deep kiss, and Aeshan feels the massive dick inside her twitch and throb as it finally unloads such volumes that her stomach ends up bulging further, cum spilling out around it, down the crack of her ass, and then, then she finally cums, her whole body wracked by spasms, her insides convulsing, milking Sanbriza for every drop of demon-cream possible, her mouth agape, but no sound comes out, the sensations pushing her beyond sounds, and she passes out.*  "Wow... that was fun"  *Sanbriza pulls out, cum gushing out of Aeshan's pussy, left spread in the wake of the intense fucking. Though it's not long before the stretching regresses, as if to keep it all inside of her...and as if it make that point even clearer, her cum-bulging form shrinks down to it's original size without letting go of another drop, clearly absorbing the gooey juices. Sanbriza proceeds to re-seal her cock, and with a flick of her wrist, she's in the ship. The chains let go, dropping Aeshan's unconscious form on the bed of her room. Sanbriza then heads for the captain's chambers, without even a hint of worry.

Chapter 1 - Where's Blackriver?

Cteno : http://24.media.tumblr.com/e161384ddc3612b590f194e38d00fb14/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho3_1280.png Succupus : http://25.media.tumblr.com/8c1811265e5a498050181389d63a3eca/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho4_1280.png Anurae : http://24.media.tumblr.com/89d494e7fa288185459f67fb10ba777d/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho5_r1_1280.png Blackriver : http://31.media.tumblr.com/1961b6af428631be9687168fac9c8dee/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho6_1280.png Nellko :   http://25.media.tumblr.com/faa261ced09bb9f566b33c7bef0f821d/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho7_1280.png Rainbow tentacle entertainment : http://25.media.tumblr.com/9d3476222b95b8284a5926ad723ada1a/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho2_500.png Blackriver's Quest Chapter 1 : Where's Blackriver? Cteno peeked into Blackriver's room. She looked puzzled when she didn't see her there. Cteno had been looking for her all morning but couldn't find her any where. Cteno walked down the hall thinking of places she might be when she walked past Nellko. Nellko: " Hey, Cteno something wrong? You look like you've been drinking too much cat girl milk again." Cteno: "Uu...um.. no, I just, have you seen BR around today. I can't find her." Nellko: " Hmmm no, but knowing her she's probably in the lab helping Anurae with something." Cteno: "Alright thanks. I'll go ask Anurae about it." ____________________________ Cteno walked into the research lab where Anurae usually does her tests on all manner of creatures. A Large pane of glass separates the control room from the testing room. Cteno: "A-nu!??" Anurae was in the testing room. Down on her knees sucking on a large red slug that was oozing slime down her face. Her eyes were rolling to the back of her head from the other two blue and purple slugs squirming about in her pussy and ass as they tried to push deeper into her. Anurae didn't take notice of cteno when she came in, the feeling of the slimy slugs writhing about inside her bore all her attention as she tried to breath with the slug sliding farther down her throat. Cteno stood with her mouth a jar as the tentacles on her head covered her eyes but leaving a small crack for her to see through. She could see more slugs trying to get out of a box in the room while several others were around Anurae trying to climb onto her body. Slimy trails left by the slugs on her boobs were flinging off bits of slime into the air as her boobs bounced from her hips thrusting around from the pleasure coursing through her body. Anurae pushed the slug deeper into her mouth as she helped the slug in her pussy in a little deeper. Her eye looked over to see Cteno covering her eyes and blushing at the site of her boss being violated. Anurae: " Yuoo, ckhh , shoou, mmm pua, waai ou-ide, mph" she tried to say as large globs of slime and saliva spurted out of her mouth and gushed down her chin. Cteno: " Wh-what? Um, I'll come back later...he he." The red slug forced it's way deeper into Anurae's mouth as she tried to talk. It started to heat up as she gagged. the other two seemed to instinctively do the same, welling up with their slimy slug loads, ready to burst. The heat and swelling of the slugs made Anurae sweat as her climax started to rise. She grabbed the red one sliding it deep in and out of her mouth as it blew it's slimy purple cum down her throat. Cum burst out of her mouth as the red slug fell down to the floor, coughing and sending purple jizz across the room. Anurae was gasping for air with her head lowered and oozing out with gobs of cum streaming down to the floor. Anurae: " *pant *pant. You two better not slow down, were almost there. heff, come on." She grabbed the two that were in her pussy and ass and pulled them in and out of her like she was milking Nellko's tits. Anurae: " Heff, Heff, fill me up you mindless slugs... MMA... MMM... OOHH."  The slugs jizz exploded into her as her head flung back stairing up to the ceiling with her tung out dripping with jizz. Green and blue jizz filled her pussy and ass as Anurae slowly pulled the limp slugs out of her. Cum oozed out of her in gobs between muscle contractions as her mind went blank with only the shock waves of pleasure to focus on. ______________________________________ Anu started to put the slugs back in the box. which was rather difficult with their slimy body's trying to squirm out of her grasp. Anurae: " Come on little slugs, time to go back in box." She managed to get the rest of them back into the box but slipped a few times on the puddles of jizz stroon across the floor. She was slightly relieved that Cteno wasn't there to see her slipping around. Anu put the lid on the box before sending in a bot to clean up and take the box back to storage. ____________________________________ After cleaning herself up Anurae found Cteno at the front desk scribbling 'slugs, slugs, slugs' onto a requisition form. Anu: " Cteno stop wasting office supplies. What did you want to talk to me about?" Cteno: " Well, I was looking for Blackriver but I haven't seen her all day. Do you know what happened to her?" Anu's eyes widened for a moment with a slight irritated shock. Anu: " I'll look into it, you get back to work." Anurae slammed the door open to Black river's room with a rather pissed off look on her face. She looked around for a while before finding an envelope with 'Anurae' written on it. ______________________________________ Anurae walked into Nellko's room. Anurae: " Nellko, load up and bring Succupus to the front desk. We're heading out, and why aren't you working!?" Nellko was sitting on the couch eating from a bag of chips with crumbs on her face and chest. Nellko: " I am working. See?, I'm doing research." On the t.v. a floating creature with tentacles all over its round body was penetrating several girls as juices squirted out of them. T.V. narrator : " And here we can see the Nabraskisk mating with several host species in an attempt to increase its population..." Anurae rubbed her forehead to keep her headache at bay, while thinking of all the curse words she could use to describe her staff. Anurae: " Just, get ready, and bring the succupus. Make sure you bring your guns too." Anurae left to get everything else in order. Nellko: " *Crunch crunch what's she so worked up about?" She asked herself with a mouth full of chips. _________________________________________  After meeting up at the front desk Anurae Cteno Nellko and Succupus went over to the space port where civilian space craft dock and resupply and what not. Ships are held in stasis fields stacked in an enormous cylinder like building. Long walkways spread out from the center of the building with ships docked on either side. Cteno: " Anurae, why are we in the space port hangar?" Anurae stopped in front of where their ship is usually docked, her face dropped a little. Nellko: " Looks like BR decided to go on a little road trip huh Anu?" Succupus: "thowrechka, damersha, hehehe" she said with an evil grin. Anurae started to walk down the path as she looked at each of the ships. Cteno: " Anu where are we going, wh what's going on?" Anurae ignored her as she looked at a ship that was being unloaded. It was a moderate sized ship with curved and dome like frame with many antenna's and some large circular windows near the front. Anurae walked up the ramp onto the ship with the other three following cautiously behind. They made their way to the bridge of the ship and Anurae started to mess about in the computer. Cteno :" Anu, I don't think this is a good idea." The ships A.I. activated a hologram in the center of the bridge showing a depiction of a male in a blue hazy light. Ship A.I. :" Hey Zack your back a bit ear...Oh you're not Zack. Who are you creatures?" Nellko:" We're uh, from the space ship inspection agency, yeah, um, we need to inspect the ship." Anurae:" Undock the ship and take us to the co-ordinates I've put into the computer." Ship A.I. :" Um, sure, I can do that. Our fuel tanks are at 75% which will not be enough to get us back here after the test flight. We will have to refuel after reaching our destination." Anurae:" Fine just take off." After breaching earths orbit and aligning their course. Nellko:" Geez Anu you're such a rebel, stealing a ship to chase after your love<3" Anurae looked at her with a dead glare as a cig hanged from her mouth. A.I. :"...Say what now?" Cteno: " Well you see mr.A.I. our friend went missing and we need your help to find her. She could be in a lot of trouble." A.I. : " Oh well in that case it should be just fine." Cteno's face lit up with joy Cteno: " Really!?" A.I. : " No, not really, but i'll help you anyways. As long as we get back in a few days." Anurae : "You're rather co-operative for an A.I. ?" A.I. :"I was built to fly ships, not capture pirates, so flying the ship is what i'll do." Nellko :" Yarr." _______________________ Anurae Nellko Blackriver Succupus and of course Cteno all belong to Slugbox : http://awfulslugmonster.com/ Written by Abatos : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Abatos/profile

Chapter 0 - Online Coaching for Chemical GATE 2024

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Chapter 0 - Retracing

Tirin wasn’t too happy with her current situation. Not that she was in a particularly bad situation at all. Riding across the Arathi Highlands on a fast and obedient steed with the sun gazing down on her. Objectively this was all very good. Though, she had reason to be unhappy with the situation still. Firstly, Ariynea wasn’t here, she was still in Pandaria, from whence she had sent Tirin away. She had sent her away! It angered the young elven priestess to such levels that even if she disliked that Ariynea wasn’t there, she wasn’t sure if she wanted her there... ugh, mothers could be such a pain!*Restless, prowling, dashing* What was worse, she knew that Ariynea had been right, the mission she had taken upon herself was far above Tirin’s level. Not only would she have slowed her down, but she would most likely have put herself in danger. Pandaria was a beautiful place, but it’s shadows were just as deep as it’s beauty shone bright. She had experienced that firsthand, when someone she presumed a friend had turned out to some... thing, completely different. *Hungry, hunting, alive* All of that would have been plenty of reason to dislike where she was, but there was more. She was lost. It was quite embarrassing, with there only being one major road through the Arathi, and all she had needed to do was follow it. Still, somewhere along the way she had veered from the rough, dusty path to the rolling green hills that covered the landscape like gentle green bosoms. Quickly she had realized that said hills all look pretty much exactly the same, and with the whole of Arathi being surrounded by monotone-looking mountains, a uniform chain of rock, orienting oneself wasn’t an easy task.*Stalk, lunge, kill* There was one more reason, something she had been pushing to the back of her mind for the last hour or so. It made her situation seem more logical, to her at least, for at least in some ways, it was why she was lost. When she had first left Ironforge, she had been focused on her trip, on getting back to Hearthglen as soon as possible. Problem was,Tirin had never had a very long attention span, and as the hours on horseback grew more and more numerous, the vista around her seemed to grow less and less interesting.With that, she had begun to think, well, daydream really would be the better term. *Feed, hide, rest* She had fantasized what it would be like to be with Ariynea on her quest, prowling in her shadow through unknown lands in search for... At that point in her fantasy she had realized that Ariynea was out there, without her, searching for that prince... Andu... something. She’s out there, somewhere, looking for a boy, Tirin’s sexy, gracious, shadowy-goddess was out there, looking for a boy, augh! No matter how distraught that made her, it still made her think of Ariynea, and that still made her... *Wait, sense, surprise* It still made her think of Ariynea, and that made edgey, and the rhythmic movements of the horse wasn’t helping. So she tried to keep her mind off it by building a new fantasy, around the fact that she had realized that whilst occupying herself with the last one, she had gotten lost. So there she was, utterly lost, and rather than trying to find her way, because despite everything, at least she fully aware that she couldn’t find her way back, she started wishing that some of her friends who could have easily found the way, had been there. *Move, wonder, search*It didn’t help any of her current predicaments though, she did love Ariynea, yes, but... just like her, she wasn’t blind to her friends looks and activities. Kinusha could help her with her tracking skills... or her tail. Luna could use her feline senses... or tongue. Aeshan could fly her out... and she recalled Desolace. Haline could speak to the elements of this land... but, wow, was she busty. The last remark... oh it would work with Misora too. Tirin may have grown recently, from being practically flat to at least perky, still she didn’t measure near any of the others, excluding Civin of course... *Smell, memory, realization* Suddenly, she came to a halt, something had interrupted her train of thought. She could tell that the “something” had been been stalking her for a while now. Ariynea had trained her to sense the minds around her, seeing through their eyes, even taking control of them for a limited time, and this, it was intelligent yet feral, instinctive yet planning, alien yet... so familiar. She recognized it, it was something, or someone, she’d encountered before, of that much, she was sure. The animal resemblance this mind had made her think of Luna, but it had none of the elven agelessness and grace. *Emerge, reveal, await* A great beast, a predator, feline and striped; a tiger, appeared out of a soft line of grass, seeming much too thinly spread, short and undisturbed to have hidden it. It was big, that was for sure, bigger than Tirin herself by a fair margin, not the size of her mount, but still at least twice her size. Still, the size wasn’t at all odd, what was odd was that it simply showed itself, and then stopped, looking at her. What was odd was the way she simply  addressed him, without even turning to face him: “It’s been awhile hasn’t it? You just left off when Ariynea told you to... how rude of her not letting me keep my pet tiger with me... hmph!” *She had acknowledged him, before he'd made himself known. She must have gotten stronger to have noticed him at all, after all: he was good at what he did. Every kill he made, every hunt he ended, without notice or shedding of his blood, was testament to that, and then this... He sat down, just outside of the patch of grass he had been prowling in. He looked her up and down, measuring her. She had grown since their last meeting, it was to be expected, her stature more assured. Gone was the complexion that had made her seem a half-breed, she had grown into the curves her true heritage owed her.* “It’s been awhile hasn’t it? You just left when Ariynea told you to... how rude of her not letting me keep my pet tiger with me... hmph!” *Dai leans his head to the side.* “Exactly! Come over here you silly how have mommys lil tiger been?”  *Dai walks up to Tirin and meows. She softly stroke his fur and then proceeds to scratch him while talking all kinds of nonsense about whatever one would talk to a kitty cat about. Dai inclines his head towards a nearby mountain and looks purposeful* Hmmm? Theres something there? Lets go look then, shall we? *Dai nods and Tirin climbs atop him and giggles. They set of, leaving the horse behind, the steed is readily forgotten. Crossing the plains, the two reach the feet of the mountains, without stopping, they set off upwards. Through winding ravines and canyons, onwards and upwards. Soon reaching a small cave, before it a small patch of soft, green, grass.* “This ... is this your home?” *Dai lies down on the grass, and purrs softly.* “Looks comfy to me!” *Tirin also rolls over onto the grass and laughs softly.* “It’s nice here...” *Dai walks over to Tirin, and licks her face. Tirin smiles at him and hugs his head against her chest, nuzzling him against her as she innocently plays with his ears. Dai purrs softly, rumbling against you, a low buzzing hum resonates through them both. Tirin gazes up to the night sky cloudless... shining stars "pops" out here and there.* “You know it really was nice to find you... I was in this really amazing place but I was forced to leave, kind of....” The blond haired girl tells “her” tiger stories and wonders of Pandaria and how things are different there. She tells him of every kind of strange thing she’s seen in this distant land.All the while petting and scratching him softly while she’s changing from the simple white robes of a priestess to the silken nightgown that Ariynea gave her. It’s a pearly white, beautifully embroidered, and visibly see-through, revealing the provoking lingerie she wore underneath all along. That too had been a gift from Ariynea.* “Yeah, well since it’s so late I might as well stay the night with you, right?” *Dai looks at you, there's a kind intelligence and a hint of primal hunger to them.* “You are warm.” *Tirin cuddles against the great cat’s fur, it’s even softer than the fabric of her gown. Then she looks into his eyes.* “Hmm, you have that look, like all kittens... you are hungry right?... Well I don't really have any kitty food with me... you know. Or maybe thats not it... you want play? Hmm, let me see, I wonder if  I have any...” *Tirin rummages through the bags she sat down with her robes earlier.* “Nope... Don’t have any threads with me either...” *Dai lays his head on your lap* “Oh... you just want closeness? Or... some scratching? *Dai rolls over, exposing his stomach* “You silly little kitty cat!” *Tirin moves closer and playfully scratches all around your stomach, looking for sensitive spots, and she seems to find one as Dai let's out a little mewl, his legs spasm slightly.* “Ah! There you go!!” *Tirin lays herself down, resting against his chest.* “You are quite a nice little pussy kitty cat, you are.” *Dai meows, questioningly.* “Do you remember.. like...you...and me? This isn’t, a like, normal scene really, is it?” *Dai looks at Tirin levely... then pushes his nose against her head softly.* “You know like...” *Dai pushes against her head with his again, this time it's more clear he's trying to direct your attention downwards.* “Hmm?” *Tirin looks down.* “Well, well what’s this?” *Dai’s sheath is partially open, and visibly damp* “It seems... to me... you.. do remember... and, well you know, you are my little pussy kitty after all... my savior and my first friend... my companion... and so much more... right?... or am I crazy? Talking to a tiger... ahhh.” *Tirin rolls onto her back, her gown lifted up by a gust of wind* “I wonder if we should put a fire going... hmm...” *Dai moves over you, sniffing your chest, down your stomach* “You sure are thoughtful little tiger aren't you.. I wonder what’s going in your head right now...” *Dai let's out a warm puff of exhale over your panties and meows. Instinctively Tirin pulls her panties off... realising what she just did she playfully puts them on Dai’s face, then she nuzzles him. He sniffs the panties, not having much choice, and puts his paws up to his face, trying to push them off.* “Aww poor thing...” *Tirin removes her garment from his face, and then gives him a look of excuse to which Dai responds by immediately moving towards her uncovered crotch, then as he gets close, he stops, and looks at her quizzically. Tirin nods with a hopeful look on her face and an eager rolling of her hips. Dai wastes no time, and dives in between her legs for a long lick, but that is just the start. He keeps licking her pussy, enjoying the taste of what little arousal has dampened it so far. After a while, he starts poking with his tongue, trying to spread them and lick inside. Tirin relaxes, feeling the tension built up in her body wash away, and she cannot help but moan which spurs Dai on. Driving him to delve deeper into her sex with his agile, feline tongue, seeking to dig out the “honey” within.* *Tirin pets him, scratching him behind the ears, and generally pushing his head further in-between her legs. Dai can taste more and more of her juices, and the scratching he’s receiving is a clear indicator of her approval... he decides to go for something else and pulls away for a second, before slathering his rough tongue around and over her clit, covering it and the whole mound and down her ass with his saliva. He feels her legs clench around his head from time to time, his tongue might not be flicking so very fast, but it's roughness is really hitting your button just right, not to mention how the large muscle grinds against the rest of your nethers.* “By the light, you are good. This feels heavenly! Keep it up, you’re doing very well kitty!” *Dai purrs as he keeps on servicing her, the vibrations resonates through his tongue, it’s as much for her enjoyment, as to show his own, Tirin’s juices are flowing freely, and Dai is relishing in the taste of them, and the warmth and wetness of her pussy. His cock is fully unsheathed beneath him, a strand of pre linking it to the grass below as he keeps licking you. Then suddenly, once again he reverts to driving his tongue as deep inside her as he possibly can. He marvels at the response, her insides seem to be pulling his tongue into itself... he can't wait to... no, he hopes this lithe elf will let herself be mounted by him. Tirin responds to Dai’s moves with moans, uttering the words 'take me' between ragged breaths.* *Dai looks up from his "work" with a questioning look, did her hear that right? He looks over her form, there is a deep-set intelligence in his eyes, but it's largely overshadowed by animalistic lust. Tirin knows what she said... and she know he wants it. The fur around his mouth is a slick with her wetness, and with his head now up and his hind legs folded, she can clearly see his erection in-between them. The large, pointed, organ is a dark shade and is glistening with his own leaking pre. He makes a slight move towards her, but stops, once again simply looking at her with a lusty gaze* “Well? What are you waiting for... I thought you wanted to do this...” *Upon hearing the words, the great tiger thrust forward. His length spearing into Trin’s young, tight, wet pussy with surprising ease. Still, there was at least one fourth, maybe one third of him left exposed to the warm evening breeze as he hit the blockade of her cervix. The powerful thrust sent not only a shock of pleasure up her spine, but also a physical wave of force through her body, shifting her position on the grass slightly. Dai could tell, that if he wanted to, he could easily push onwards, into your womb, and somehow she knew, that he wouldn't do it without care for her... he wouldn't hurt her. Even with the lust burning in his bestial eyes, they were not the eyes of a beast. * *Still, this was not his intention, no, just as he hit 'home', he begun to pull out, he had the same barbs as others of his kin would have, but where they might leave a female with bloodied insides, his simply tugged and caressed her insides like nothing else ever could. Surreal feelings of overwhelming pleasure hit her mind as they scraped and rubbed across her most sensitive spot. The sensation itself wasn't alien to her, not with what Ariynea could, and did do, but the feeling itself was utterly alien. Or it would be, if it wasn't for that this wasn't the first time... not really. Then suddenly, all pretense of anything but animal lusts are forgotten, as “her kitty”, her old friend, begins to pummel your insides in long, feverish strokes. At this point, all Tirin could do was grab onto Dai’s fur forcefully, moaning as she moved her body to meet his thrusts.* “Mommys kitty do good, oh yeah...”  *Tirin feels herself squirming and squirting as an orgasm wracked her body. Dai was nearing his own peak, as he feels her insides contract around him as she came, her orgasm lubricating his advances further. He might have been feverish earlier, but then he went into a frenzy, thrusting into her at a manic pace, and then, suddenly, he stops, buried as far within her as he can go without breaching her inner barrier, and he looks at Tirin with a pleading look in his eyes.* “Oh yes! Go on you silly little kitty, that's what you want isn't it?” *A loud purr resonates through Dai, the vibrations resonating through your body as well as his, as the barbed dick buried inside Tirin starts to throb and twitch, pumping hot, creamy seed directly into her womb. The load soon turns out to be too big for her insides, overflowing, gushing out around his cock, dripping down into the crack of your ass, and  onto the ground* “You made quite a mess of mommy, but let's worry about that tomorrow come here to me... Silly me talking to you...” *Dai slips out of Tirin, moving back a bit so he can look straight into her eyes, and lays his head just a bit to the side. He looks down at her, still panting in the afterglow, messy hair in tangles, and he wants to tell her... he understands, but... he doesn't want to... or maybe he should... reveal himself, she must suspect... she might even know, that Worgen does after all. She might just be playing along... because she wanted this. He let’s out a confused sound, something between a growl and a mewl. Tirin gives him a concerned look.* “Everything ok? You look weird...”

Chapter 3 - Chapter 3 - Don't press the button...

Cteno : http://24.media.tumblr.com/e161384ddc3612b590f194e38d00fb14/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho3_1280.png Succupus : http://25.media.tumblr.com/8c1811265e5a498050181389d63a3eca/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho4_1280.png Anurae : http://24.media.tumblr.com/89d494e7fa288185459f67fb10ba777d/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho5_r1_1280.png Blackriver : http://31.media.tumblr.com/1961b6af428631be9687168fac9c8dee/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho6_1280.png Nellko :   http://25.media.tumblr.com/faa261ced09bb9f566b33c7bef0f821d/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho7_1280.png Rainbow tentacle entertainment : http://25.media.tumblr.com/9d3476222b95b8284a5926ad723ada1a/tumblr_mf55jnL1bf1r81w4ho2_500.png Special Anurae ref : http://ctenophorae.com/tagged/Anurae *Note: Succupus will now go by her name Evdokiya Infernalis which she gave to her self. I'll be calling her Evdo for short from time to time as well. XD Blackriver's Quest Chapter 3 - Don't press the button... Anurae's ship landed on Margarita5b's sandy surface. The sound of the engines winding down gave everyone a bit of relief to know that they had landed safely. Anurae : " Come on Nellko, lets go." Cteno : " What about us Anu?" Nellko : " You two stay here and make sure the ship doesn't go awol." As she gave a quick smirk. ___________________________ Nellko lead the way to the abandoned shack as Anurae followed close behind. The sky was clear and blue with the sun bearing down on them. Sweat began to bead down Anurae's face. Not used to the heat she unzipped her dress up to her chest to let her skin breath a bit. Her golden lacey panties glimmered in the simmering light. Nellko: "I always wondered what kind of panties you wore." With a big grin on her face. Anurae : She blushed a little as she looked away from Nellko." They're just panties Nellko. How do you know she came here any ways?" Nellko: " Well, from what you told me of the letter she's probably all nostalgic and want's to reminisce about her childhood or whatever, you know how she gets sometimes." ______________________________ The carcass of the Sand Wyrm lied limp not to far from the old shack. It's blood baking across the hot sand. They both stood in aw in front of the creature. Nellko: "Well... I think she was here." Anurae glanced over at Nellko and slightly gritted her teeth : " You think so?" she asked sarcastically. Anurae : " We need to find out where she went, and what she was doing here." Nellko : " Well, she might've been here for the um... the thing... what was it? It might of been important..." Anurae : " Forget it, it's too fucking hot out here for me to care. Just figure out where she went." Nellko : "Oh sure, I'll go ask the guys in town." Anurae : " Great, I'll be heading back to the ship." Nellko stared at Anurae's ass as she headed back to the ship. Beads of sweat slid down her thighs with her ass swaying in the dry heat. Her panties shining, hypnotizing Nellko with their golden swirly designs. Anurae : " And don't forget the fuel." She yelled without looking back. ___________________________ Back at the ship Cteno was lounging in a chair looking rather bored. She would contort the arms on her head into different shapes and weave them like you would yarn between your fingers. She would also blow bubbles out of the slime in her hands. Much like bubble gum, the orange goo would expand before popping slime onto her chest. It would absorb back into her body and she would do it again, trying to make one bigger than the last.   The A.I. was off doing the upkeep routines for the specimens. Allocating food and other sustenance that they needed in their miniature environmental cells. The cells had some plants and shrubbery from their native land with a large pane of high strength glass for easy monitoring. Little robots would move about as the A.I. willed them performing their tasks with precision and trying not to get mauled by some of the more hostile creatures. Evdo (Succupus) was lurking around the control panels looking at all the buttons and knobs. Some of them would flash on and off with different colours. Her temptation to press the buttons started to grow stronger. She tried less and less to control her tentacles from hovering over the control panels. Giving in to temptation she pressed one of the buttons with an excited smile across her face. It started flashing red to warn that one of the cell doors was now open. The A.I flashed on in the center table hovering over it as the panels were spread out around him in a horse shoe like shape. The A.I. calmly asked " What did I tell you NOT to do, maybe, five minutes ago?" Evdo : " не нажимайте кнопку?" A.I. : "That's right, don't press the buttons. *ahuee . Well I guess you two will have to go put it back in its cell. I'll lock the door when you get it back in." Cteno : " What creepy monster did she let out aye aye?" The A.I.'s face dropped at the thought of being compared to such a bizarre creature. "It's a Galowagen, it shouldn't be too much trouble." Cteno : " What's a Galowagetti?" A.I. : " * Mmph, head on down there and see." ___________________________________ They made their way down to C wing, where the lowest security cells were. They came across a large creamy white creature. Its body was fairly round, like an oval beach ball and had four little stubby clumps of flesh at it's base to move on. It's skin seemed really soft and squishy like bread dough. The Galowagen had one massive eye at its front, black and glossy, gleaming from the ships lights. Cteno : " Look Ev, the Galapagos, soo cuute!" Evdo : "  могу Я съесть это? Cteno gave Evdo a puzzled look, " I wonder, what it feels like?" She poked the soft flesh with one of her claws. Its soft skin indented before giving way and attaching onto the tip of her claw. Cteno pulled her claw away with a strand of soft doughy flesh trailing off of it. Cteno looked at the doughy strand with surprise, getting a little flustered, " It's so soft Ev. Oh, I hope I didn't hurt it, maybe I should put it back." Cteno tried to put the strand back on the Galowagen but she ended up poking into it deeper, getting more of the soft dough on her claw. Cteno : " It's not working Ev, what should we do?" Evdo leaned in and suckled the end of ctenos claw. The doughy flesh tasted much like cookie dough. Evdo's eyes rolled back from the great tasting goo as drool dripped out her mouth. Cteno : " Ev, wh-what are you doing!?" as her cheeks went red. Evdo pulled away for a moment, strands of dough hanging between her mouth and cteno. "поесть." Evdo took a bite into the Galowagens body. large strands of dough stretched out from her sharp teeth as she pulled the flesh up. The Galowagen blushed as it seemed to enjoy the feeling of it's body being stretched and pulled about. Evdo's tentacles started to get wrapped up in it's body, the stretchy flesh clinging to her tentacles. Cteno licked some of the creamy flesh from her claw. Her eyes widened in delight as the taste filled her mouth. She joined Evdo in the sticky mass of the Galowagen. Getting tangled into it's doughy body. ______________ Anurae stood on the bridge of the ship, putting her hands on the edge of the hologram table. Sweat beaded down her neck as she swallowed hard from exhaustion and thirst. The A.I. hovered in front of her laying on his stomach and looking blankly at her. Anurae looked around in a slight daze. Anurae : " Where are the girls?" A.I. : " They're making a mess of things over in C wing." As the air conditioning cooled her she managed to regain her composer and lit a smoke. She walked off the bridge and stood in the doorway. She looked back at the A.I. with her smoke in her mouth, turning away and leaving to find the girls as the doors closed behind her. __________________ Cteno was pushed up against the glass of the cell wall. doughy flesh filling her mouth and spurting out her nose. Ctenos little boobs pressed against the glass as the creamy goo ran down it. The dough flowed into her pussy with little control, filling her with the warm sticky dough. Globs were dropping down to the floor in the heated mess, with strands of doughy goo spurting onto her back. Evdo was sitting against the glass on the other side of the corridor. Her eyes were droopy, fighting to keep them open so she wouldn't pass out from the doughy mass exploding into her mouth. Her tentacles sliding amongst the dough as it covered her body. Filling her pussy with the creamy mess. Anurae watched as her employees were violated by the Galowagen. She seemed to enjoy it as much as it did. Cteno : " An.. u .mmph.. helff mmck!" She begged. Anurae : " Oh sure cteno, just let me take some notes first." She pulled out a tablet and started to pen in . : - Sentient doughy mass.                                                                                         - Has little control over sexual desires.                                                                                         - No obvious breathing hole. She knelt down and tasted a glob from her finger.                                                                                          - Tastes like cookie d.. Cteno : " ANUU..ffmmph" She said with her eyes begging. Anurae : " Oh fine." She put her arm out and a green light emitted from it shortly before a sword materialized out of no where. She leaped through the air as she did an elegant back flip with her panties shining. She sliced the Galowagen's eye in two along with the rest of it's deformed body. She landed on her feet sliding down the corridor a bit on the doughy mass. Her sword shook and rang out a slight tone before disappearing into green light and smoke. The Galowagen let out a short squeal before falling limp off the girls. Cteno coughed out large gobs that splattered to the floor. Her legs gave out and she rested on her knees as her face slid down the glass. Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth as goo dripped off it. Evdo slumped down with doughy strands flowing down her chest. Confused and incapacitated. "BLEECHHT" she belched loudly, with little bits of dough shooting out of her mouth. Her tentacles sloshed around on the floor, playing amongst the mess, both confused and amused at the sensations it brought. Anurae, with her hand on her hip : "I'll get you two some towels..." __________________________________ Anurae Nellko Blackriver Succupus and of course Cteno all belong to Slugbox : http://awfulslugmonster.com/ Written by Abatos : http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/Abatos/profile Critics are always welcome. If you want to follow the story hit fav, and if you like the story hit the smiley :) Russian to English translations :   не нажимайте кнопку? -  don't push the button?                                                             могу Я съесть это? -  Can I eat it?                                                             поесть - eat.

Chapter 1 - Menyssan and the curious reader.

Menyssan : http://karbo.deviantart.com/art/Just-one-more-410924545 Giantess- Menyssan and the curious reader. I descended down a rope from the ceiling my naked body slightly burning from the rope. I landed on her squishy belly. My heart was pounding from the fear that this creature could devour me without a second thought if she woke up. Regardless, I had to push on, my curiosity could not be stopped. I stealthily made my way up her belly to her boobs. I stood at the base of her left boob staring  up at the peak with determination." It must be conquered." I whispered. I started to climb up her boob trying to grab on to the soft flesh without causing her to wake. The feeling of my body rubbing up against her was heavenly, a feeling few can lay claim to. As I steadied myself on top of her squishy boob her nipple slightly tensed to my presence. Practically drooling at the mouth I had to know, what does it taste like. With my tung outstretched and drooling I licked her tender nipple. A shock wave of goose bumps emitted out from her nipple as fear and joy ran through my body. Her nipple started to harden to my mouths gentle caresses and suckling. The mighty beasts face grew a slight smile as she started to lightly moan. Drool ran down her nipple as I opened my mouth wide to suckle her teit. Her body squirmed as the pleasure intensified, and i knew i had to stop before she awoke. I carefully climbed down her boob and took a rest by her belly button. I looked around and noticed a massive cauldron just beyond her resting body. Someone was waving at me franticly, her afternoon snack I figured. "Not much I can do for them right now, I should probably get out of here while she is still asleep" I thought. But then something caught my eye. A red bulb swelled at her pussy. Curious to the discovery I crawled down on all fours to the red bulb. As I looked at it more closely from only a foot away it glistened and slightly pulsed with energy. I hesitated for a moment before reaching out to touch it. She let out a small gasp "auh!" Fear froze me in place with my hand on her clit, waiting to see if she had woken up. She hadn't  her eyelids were flickering as she was having a dream. Growing more bold I rubbed the sides of the hard little nub with both hands. It started to get wet and slippery as i continued to stroke it. I kissed the top of it and licked the tip. The goo tasted sweet as my hand became covered in the goo. Her moans were intensifying as she called out to someone in between her moaning. "She's integrating it into her dream" I thought. I continued to suck on her clit and fit as much of into my mouth, it tasted so good. I kept rubbing the sides of her clit as gently as I could, trying to absorb the energy that emanated from it. My face and hands were covered in the slippery goo as it started to spread under my knees. She let out a joyous cry as her hips thrusted up slightly into the air. I became slightly airborne before landing back onto her clit. I tried to keep my balance but I slipped down. I grabbed at her pussies lips in a frantic attempt from dropping down any further but it was no use. My body slid down through her pussy and landed half way inside her. As it sucked me in I managed to grap one last breath of air before disappearing. The men in the cauldron peeked over the rim and watched in amazement as I sucked her clit. When I fell into her pussy some were shocked and wide eyed while others had a look of "he got what he deserved" on their faces. One thing they couldn't deny was the raging hard-on's they all had at the show I had put on. Unfortunately none of them would live to tell of my tale. She started to wake up as her clit was being molested. The feeling was so good that she thought it was just a wet dream that she didn't want to wake up from. But when she felt it sliding down into her pussy she finally realized that it wasn't a dream. That the feelings of a human sliding into her is a feeling beyond dreams. I swam.. I was swimming inside her pussy... The feeling of slowly drowning and being crushed by a giantess's pussy is amazing, and yet my subconscious was freaking out. I was struggling to find my way out, up down left right, none of it made any sense anymore, but it didn't matter. All I could focus on was the feeling of her wet pussy rubbing against my body as I swam about. Then as the last bits of air soured in my lungs, two giant fingers came up to meet me. She grabbed onto my leg and I knew it was over, either I die in her or face her and slide down her watering tung. She pulled me out from her, holding on to me by my leg. As I dangled upside down, I gave the giantess a nervous smile as slime dripped off of my body. The giantess was red in the face from the humans careses, she smiled and put me down onto her boob. She told me " Count your life's mortal, you have one less today." and then she fell back to sleep. ___________________________________________________ Hit the smiley if you liked it :) and comment if you have issues with it, and or fav it so you can read it again. XD Menyssan is property of Karbo : http://karbo.deviantart.com/ Written by : Abatos DevilDuck gave me that last bit of motivation to finally get this written down. Thank you :)  http://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/DevilDuck/profile Forum activity : http://forums.hentai-foundry.com/viewtopic.php?t=49116&sid=68074991b74ad8f5f4232621eb898e7f

Chapter 3 - Nightmares

Ranani got word of that the Grimtotem, a tribe of taurens that refused joining the horde, had gotten more and more troublesome to the west, in Stonetalon Mountains. She immediately set off after a hasty parting with Tonga. The road from Crossroads to Stonetalon hadn't always been as easy going as it was now. Before Ranani had come there had been frequent centaur raids in the area, now, one of their battle standards hang conquered on a nearby burrow. Ranani was quite proud of herself, and rather confident as she approached Stonetalon... until she saw them. The guards on the border of the mountains looked grim, more grim than guards usually do. She thought she could see faint smoke further up the mountain and rushed towards them. She asked them what had happened, and she got an answer, then she wasn't sure she has wanted to hear it.  "Aparaje, the only survivor is down the road, druid, be vary." The survivor wasn't a hard one to spot, actually, he wasn't alone, a troll stood by his side, but next to him, her gloomy face looked happy. He stood as tall as any other tauren male, but he looked as tho he had sunken into the ground, his sorrow so deep that Ranani could feel it in the very air. His name was Makaba Flathoof, and from him she got the whole story. The Grimtotem had been living nearby in a rather neutral state, but then, just a the other night, they came. There had been lots of them, rushing down the mountain side, torches and maces held high as the burned and butchered their way thru the town. Everyone he knew, and his entire family was dead as far as he knew.  Upon hearing this Ranani promised him to avenge his village, to bring down whoever was responsible for this. His face was still grim, but he was grateful, tho he didn't get far in his speech of gratitude. Ranani had already taken of, a feral rage spreading thru her blood. Soon rumors of a large, ghostly cat, started spreading amongst the Grimtotem, it reached it's peak when their village leader, Grundig Darkcloud, was found dead with several deep claw wounds and his personal prisoner, Kaya Flathoof, had vanished. A few days after Ranani had left Makaba she returned to him with his daughter safe. Her cat forms fur colored of the dried blood covering it, most of it wasn't her own. She wouldn't take any reward, nor would she go out of her cat form. Makaba didn't care, he was happy to see that his daughter was alive and they were both crying tears of joy. Ranani was pleased with herself, but not in the usual, self content way of being pleased with one self. No, this was a primal feeling, a feeling of that the hunt had been good. With this feeling still strong within her, she did what any animal would do after a good hunt, go home. In the same moment she set out towards the east, back to her cave by the oasis. Yes, in that very same moment, a sole Grimtotem warrior saw her leave. He turned around and saw the burned Aparaje down below, and further up the mountains he could see the huge bonfire. The fire that turned Grundig's remains into ash, returned them to the land he was born from. With that thought in his head the lone tauren started tracking Ranani. As she neared the oasis a strange feeling came over her, even her feral content couldn't wash it off, something was wrong. Her heightened senses told her everything was fine, the trees were green, the water, that lush color of life, still, that tingle in the back of her head said something else. She decided to ask Naralex, and set of towards the entrance. Suddenly it was like running into a wall of darkness, she had never felt anything like it. She could hear faint growls and roars, as of beasts in horror, or in rage. Already covered in blood, she thought it couldn't get worse, and darted inside. If Ranani had known that the caverns were now known as the Wailing Caverns, she would have found the name fitting. She had remembered them only as a short tunnel system. Now it seemed to have split open, leading into a bigger cave. Inside there were raptors at every corner, winged serpents prying above and strange slime monsters, leaving gooey trails. The plants looked sickly green, and a thick fog filled the air. There was also an underground lake, the water moved lazily, warning of the dangers beneath. At the far side of the lake, another tunnel sprang fourth, and the fog seemed to come from that direction. Normally, she would have hesitated, thought about it, prepared herself, but now... In her feral state the foggy darkness seemed to beacon her with it's presence. She dashed deeper into the caves. Down there, the same types of monsters kept appearing, just bigger, more oblivious, but there was something else. Druids, she recognized their attire as that of the group that had come here before. They were all Druids of the Fang. Something was wrong, there were too many of them, first of all, and some of them shifted in and out of a serpentine form. As far as Ranani knew, and she was right in this, normal druids do not have a serpent form. The she felt a presences behind her, and quickly turned, there stood a male tauren. He looked at her, shook his head and spoke. "I am a disciple of Naralex, and if you look for him as I do..." Ranani nodded and he started over. "Long ago, Naralex journeyed to this cavern with the honorable goal of entering the Emerald Dream and regrowing the Barrens into a lush forest. His focus waned and his thoughts became tainted by serpentine visions.  Now, reptilian beasts seep from his dreams to the land. He must be awoken from the nightmare of he will be forever lost, and a great evil unleashed. Only after his corrupted servants, the Fanglords, have been slain can I preform the awakening ritual." Ranani heard the names echo in her head, "Anacondra, Cobrahn, Pythas, Serpentis, Anacondra, Cobrahn..." Covered in cuts and, blood clotting her fur her fangs were bared and she glared. Before he could utter another word, she was gone, the shadows consumed her cat form as if she was a fish diving into darker waters. The caverns were like a labyrinth, but Ranani didn't care where she was going. In the depths of this forsaken place there was something taunting her, and she wouldn't let it continue. Plenty of beasts, and druids of the fang tried to stop her as she progressed, she did not let herself be stopped.  Then she saw one that stood out, the female night elf wielded a wooden staff and had her hair set up in a high tail, as Ranani crept closer to her, she turned and uttered "None can stand against the serpent lords! " After a rather short and bloody battle, giving Ranani a few more bruises under her fur, the elf lie dead.  The big green gem found on the corpses told that this had been Anacondra. So it continued, another yell "You will never wake the dreamer! " And Cobrahn lie dead. "The coils of death... Will crush you." Was the last thing uttered by Pythas. In a pathetic attempt to sound great, Serpentis chocked on his last announcement, "I am the serpent king, I can do anything." Ranani wasn't pleased with herself, there is nothing great in being covered in blood, even if most of it wasn't her own. As she picked up the last fourth and last gem from Serpentis body, she heard a creak from behind her, an elemental giant stood, and behind it, she could see a hole in the wall, leading seemingly nowhere. It attacked, the ground shook, roots shoot up everywhere, Ranani frantically dodge roots and vines as she leapt for the hole. She fell. Warm... wet... a frog...? She broke the surface of the small pond at the bottom of her fall, and found herself close to where she had fought Anacondra. Tracing her on footsteps back to the entrance, she found the disciple. He still looked worried, but he could feel that she had done it, the Fanglords had fallen, and all he said was simply "I must make the necessary preparations before the awakening ritual can begin. You must protect me." She nodded to show her understanding, and fell in next to him, keeping close, her focus on the verge to an outburst at any sound. After encountering a few raptors, they reached the place where Anacondra still lie dead. He stopped, pushing the body aside, Ranani now saw that there was s circle of lanterns surrounding him.  "Within this circle of fire I must cast the spell to banish the spirits of the slain Fanglords." He simply said, and started channeling some sort of spell Ranani couldn't even begin to understand. Suddenly vipers broke out from nowhere around them, a look of surprise got on the gentle disciple's face. Ranani didn't even flinch, she just swiped her clawed paws in two wide circles, shredding the vipers in half or more. He simply gave her a look of appreciation, and apparently the spell had been successfully cast as he continued moving. Soon the reached a corridor, he hurried on his steps and Ranani did the same. On the other end of a corridor there was an altar in the middle of a peninsula stretching out into an underground lake. On the altar lay a night elf in a green robe, Naralex. The disciple hurriedly began the wakening ritual, you could feel the nightmares in the air, and Naralex tossed fitfully in his troubled sleep.  Suddenly the murky waters bubbled as tho they were boiling with evil, and something stirred beneath the surface of the murky waters...

Chapter 0 - A New Spell

This story is based on an image drawn by my friend Kumi-Pumi, found here: http://www.hentai-foundry.com/pictures/user/Kumi-Pumi/150366/A-New-SpellIf you're interested in reading a story about other specific character of hers, please post your requests ;D The loosely laid stone brick did well to blocked out the day’s light, leaving the interior of the mage’s tower to be chilled and isolating. “It is better for the tomes and reagents,” the Elder Magi would say. Lona assumed it must be true, as the texts were as ancient as the tower itself and still in excellent condition. That acknowledgement, however, didn’t stop her from feeling destitute of the pleasures of life. Sometimes she thought about leaving the college grounds for a while, but it was her obligation to stay and train in the magical arts. So few of her people had the gift. Floating blue stones smothered with azure flames provided enough light to study by, and the building always seemed comfortably warm. Lona learned in her history classes that the tower had been built on a convergence of ley lines, which acted as a well of arcane energy. That congregation of energy supported many of the floating objects in the tower and supplied power to the artifacts that the students learned from. There weren’t many students, but Lona grew to appreciate the silence and it gave her plenty of time to carefully examine the intricacies of the relics. This night was she determined to master a new spell.  The tome she had been reading for the past several hours described how to manipulate mana into a tangible pair of hands that could be used to retrieve objects at a distance. It would also allow her to handle some of the more volatile alchemic compounds without worrying about blowing herself up. It might also prove useful in a variety of other, more interesting ways. Moonlight poured in through the only window in her study. It must have been past midnight, and surely all the other students were fast asleep by now. Only the guards far below would be awake. Staring out into the sky gave Lona pause from her research, and an idea crawled into her head. If she could manipulate mana into a pair of hands, then why not create other objects as well? “Oh stop it, Lona,” she muttered to herself. A heat of embarrassment flushed through her face, as if even thinking about it was enough to make her guilty. Of all the students here, she tried to be the more innocent of them. The majority were human, and as humans they seemed infinitely less mature. The warlocks were notorious for binding their succubi to commit acts of pleasure, the alchemists had a knack for discretely pouring lust potions into the wine, and the illusionists claimed they could be anyone - or anything - you wanted. The sorceress couldn’t help but indulge on her thoughts. She looked through the tome and glanced again at the base mechanics of the spell. It didn’t appear that the spell required the subject of hands, specifically. The mana only needed to extend a subject from a living person. If the subject wasn’t alive, she wouldn’t be able to feel it like she could feel the pebbles she lifted with her arcane hands. It was a dangerous thought, to extend and unknowing subject for her own pleasure. Her heart began to race at the thought of it all. She would be able to feel the extended body part of someone else without their knowledge. And they would be able to feel her. Would anyone find out? The thought that she could do this and get away with it exhilarated her. The only question now was who she would pick. “Erthor.” Lona smirked in the dim light of her room. That was the cute elvish boy she liked to gaze at in their ancient languages class. This wouldn’t be the first time that Lona would fantasize about that boy, but this time she would get to feel him in full. And he would get to feel her, anonymously. The thought made the sorceress giggle and blush deeply. Now, if only she could get the spell to work properly. Her eyes closed in concentration as she conjured the thought of Erthor. Lona’s heart thumped wildly, in part hoping that the spell would fail. Would Erthor know it was her when they met in class tomorrow? The mage felt a rush of arcane energy up her legs and through her body, followed by a sensual warmth. Mana pooled together and materialized into the shape of a flaccid dick. Of course Erthor had been sleeping. Lona smirked at the success of the spell and her own embarrassment. With one hand maintaining the spell, she used another hand to fondle the ghostly cock. She could feel it stiffening in her hand and a pang of regret hit her. “It’s too late now,” she thought as she committed to going through with the act. “Might as well enjoy this.” The sorceress leaned forward onto her desk and lifted up the back of her tunic with her free hand, letting the cold of the night air flow across her wet and exposed pussy. It was a sobering chill for a moment, then she levitated the ghostly cock behind her and brushed the tip against her lips. It was such a tease and she badly wanted to push herself further onto it, but she forced herself to take it slow and it drove her crazy. “Mmm, right there, Erthor,” Lona whispered with a wavering tone in her voice. She felt the manifestation of mana behind her, brushing against her. The sorceress couldn’t help it anymore. She bit her lip and push backwards, slowly, letting the tip of the spellwoven dick into her. “It feels so real,” she thought. The experience was exhilarating. With a wave of her hand, the dick suddenly pushed itself into her all the way. An uncontrollably loud moan rushed out of her mouth. “Oooh yes. Oh, Erthor.” Lona wriggled her hips on the extended cock, pushing back and forth on it. She was surprised by the amount of reaction Erthor gave. Was he dreaming? It even felt warm, and throbbed inside of her. She wanted it faster, so she motioned her hand and felt a wave of pleasure. “Right there, Erthor. Oh, yes. Keep going!” She could feel him now thrusting on his own. Lona rested on her elbows and let Erthor fuck her hard and fast. Her fingernails began to curl into the desk, leaving a mark. With an exhilarating rush, she felt Erthor explode inside of her. Lona reached down and ran her finger around her clit, feeling the faux cum drip out of her. It dissipated as quickly as it left her body, but almost felt sticky and warm. The sorceress lifted her fingers to her lips and tasted it, but there was only the taste of her own saliva. “Unfortunate,”  she thought disappointingly, “I’ll have to work on that.” Lona waved the spell away and managed to crawl to her bed and collapse in exhaustion. Ancient Languages seemed more daunting than ever, and Lona considered acting sick. But the Elders would know, and it was more reasonable to face Erthor than to face them. Perhaps he thought it was a crazy dream, or perhaps he didn’t know who cast the spell. Lona tried to hide her face and avoid looking over at the boy she anonymously fucked last night. Erthor was called upon by the Elder teaching the class, looking for someone to answer a question about a Druidic dialect. He paused before asking him the question, looking at him quizzically. “Erthor, you look exhausted. Did you not get any sleep?” “No, Elder. I just.. had a strange dream.” His eyes seemed to dart over to Lona for a brief moment. 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Chapter 1 - Ellie's First Service

     No matter what I tried, I couldn’t quite get the butterflies in my stomach to settle. Meditation, deep breathing, telling myself that it was just another job interview on repeat… none of it helped to soothe the nerves all clustered up inside of me. I tried to tell myself that it was just that; nerves setting me on edge. But I also couldn’t dispel the feeling of complete and utter wrongness that accompanied each passing moment.      “Calm down, Ellie,” I murmured to myself, for what had to be the hundredth time that hour. “It’s just another interview. Just another interview. Nothing to worry about.”      “How long’ve we been waiting here?” My best friend and roommate groused, as though she hadn’t heard me mumbling to myself. Jade didn’t even have the decency to look nervous. That, at least, would’ve made me feel a little better. Knowing that the strange feeling (and the nerves) weren’t just me. Rather, she looked absolutely irritated. “Seriously! If they’re not going to bother being on time, then why’re we still here?! We’re running out of time!”      I winced trying, with little success, to bury the desperation that Jade’s outburst had reawakened inside of me. This had to be the worst month of our lives. We’d both lost our jobs (on the exact same day, no less! What were the fucking odds of that?!), and none of the previous places we’d interviewed at had seemed interested in us. In fact, the stinging rejections had all come much faster than I was used to. It was almost enough to convince me that the universe was out to get us. But to make matters worse, our rent was past due, now.      The only bright spot to our month had been our land lady, a sweet old woman named Mrs. O’Leary, had taken pity on us in our time of need, and gave us an extension.      Unfortunately, I thought, that time’s running out.      Jade took my silence in stride, stuffing her hands back into the pockets of her ever-present black leather jacket and returned to studying the bust of Cleopatra in the far corner. I eyed that statue warily from my seat in the center of the room. As with the rest of the Prima Nocta club, there was something distinctly wrong about that bust. A case of the uncanny valley, I thought, trying to push it from my mind so I could focus on putting my best foot forward.      I couldn’t quite remember whose bright idea it had been to try for a waitressing gig, much less at a club like the Prima Nocta of all places. Even the name set me on edge. The words tickled some vague sense of familiarity in my mind, though I couldn’t say why, exactly. Maybe some old movie, or something? But surveying my surroundings made me feel rather… underdressed to say the least.      The entire place had been decorated to look like some Ancient Greek or Roman palace. Straight out of those old history books I’d quote, unquote read in school. Rich tapestries, marble statues, and fine wood and velvet furniture lined all of the walls. Even the staff had been dressed to match the decor. Long flowing robes of every shade and color (some of which had been nearly see-through), with golden bracelets, necklaces, and diadems.      Yup, I was definitely out of place in my very best outfit: a cute—if simple—white blouse with long sleeves, a black skirt and leggings, and high heels. At best, with my glasses on, I could pass for a sexy librarian or a secretary. But if I was out of place, then Jade was a car crashing through the wall. She’d stayed casual: black jacket, camouflage tank top, jeans, and boots. I chewed on my bottom lip as I ran a critical eye over her once again. It’s just a waitressing job, I thought sarcastically, recalling what she’d told me earlier that morning. They’re not expecting us to dress up!      I scoffed, but nearly jumped out of my skin when the dark oaken door behind me swung open, and a tall man with broad shoulders, large muscles, and a close shaven beard stepped into the room. He looked just like one of those Greek gods had stepped out of the pages of those books I’d pretended to read, what with that long purple toga and the golden wreath of laurels in his dark hair. “Ladies,” his voice was deep and rich as he clapped his hands in front of him, rubbing his palms together. He came to a stop in front of me and waited for Jade to join us in the center of the room before continuing, “My apologies for the long wait! One of my waitresses made rather a large mess in the atrium, and I needed to make sure that the proper… punishments were given out.”      I tried to suppress a shudder as thoughts of Jade’s flogger and cane came, unbidden, to the forefront of my mind. I also tried to ignore the way he’d purred around the word punishment. Not for the first time, alarm bells rang in my head, but I ignored them. This was our fourth interview for the day, and I was getting rather tired and frustrated. We needed that rent money, and at this point, I’d be willing to put up with just about anything. “Was… anyone hurt?” I finally asked. The man’s topaz eyes flicked over to me, looking me up and down as a wolfish grin spread across his face.      Ignore it, I told myself. If we can make it through this one night, I’m sure our tips will be enough for rent. Then we won’t ever have to come back here.      “Luckily,” he waved a dismissive hand, but I got the distinct impression that he meant luckily for her and tried to hide another shiver. “No. But it’s sweet of you to ask, Miss…?”      I bristled, slightly, at the word sweet, once again ignoring the tolling alarms in my head as I answered, “Gordon. Ellie Gordon.” It was an effort to keep my voice level and calm.      Jade’s terse reply came a few seconds later. “Jade.” She made no attempt to mask the irritation in her voice. I might have flinched, were it not for that comment the man had just made.      He either didn’t notice, or he just didn’t care. He inclined his head, the grin never slipping from his face as he said, “A pleasure. For the time being, you may call me… V.” He hesitated, then, for a moment as he looked Jade in the eye. Then he added, “Please, allow me to offer you two some refreshments. To once again apologize for my tardiness. We’re all busy people.”      Jade and I exchanged a glance, then she shrugged, combing a stray lock of crimson hair back behind her ear. “Sure, why not? Thanks… V.” She said, trying the man’s name out. It was probably a stage name, or something, but I thought it sounded kind of silly out loud.      I was a little slower to respond, while I tried to consider if this was some kind of a trap. Maybe some kind of test, or something? It seemed irrational, and not even a fully-formed thought, but it flashed into my mind before I’d so much as blinked. Finally, though, I agreed.      V smiled even broader—a fact that I found kind of impressive, in a way—then turned back to the door and called, “Maggie! Some water, if you please!”      A few moments later, a young woman stepped into the room, and I once again forgot how to breathe. She was absolutely beautiful! Long, wavy brown hair, bright green eyes—though she refused to look any of us in the eye—long lashes, and makeup done to perfection. And her dress?      It was one of those Greco-Roman ones I’d noticed earlier. I could practically see straight through the pale gossamer covering her well-built figure! I couldn’t help but stare, struck dumb, even as she pressed a tall silver chalice—yet another thing that made me feel totally out of place in the Prima Nocta—into my hands. Then, Maggie moved off to serve Jade and V, before simply disappearing outside once more without a single word to any of us, the door swinging shut behind her.      “As you can see, this is a rather… adult club,” V said, taking a long sip of his water. “We service the very highest of clientele.” His voice sounded strangely distant as I continued to stare after Maggie. God, I wanted one of those dresses so badly! “I trust that’s not an issue for you two?”      With a jolt, I remembered where I was, and what I was doing. I took a dainty sip of my water, feeling the bells dim just a little bit as I swallowed the cool liquid. Almost immediately, the butterflies in my stomach started to settle. “N-no!” I finally croaked. “Not especially!” From the corner of my eye, I noticed Jade nodding in agreement.      “Marvelous! Then, without further ado, let us begin! Do either of you have experience in the service industry?”      Over the next hour, V grilled us with questions. Ranging from our experiences with rowdy customers, our sizes (the club’s theme changed nightly, and the waitresses needed different uniforms to match), all the way to our flexibility. By the time he’d finished, my chalice (and I suspected Jade’s, as well) was empty. And I was feeling slightly light-headed. Not dizzy, exactly. Just… good. Better, in fact, than I’d felt all month!      “Well,” he clapped his hands again. I started at the loud sound, my head swimming. “I must say that I’m rather impressed with the two of you! In fact, I think you’d both fit in quite nicely around here! Can you start tonight?”      “Yes!” Jade exclaimed. I blinked. It was rare for her to get that excited about anything. Much less the prospect of work. But then again, that outfit Maggie had been wearing… if I got to wear one just like it, I’d be more than happy to wait some tables for a few hours!      “Just one question, if you don’t mind, V.” I said slowly. This was the dangerous part. I’d gotten tossed out on my ass for asking it, but we needed that money!      “Please, just ask!”      “Jade and I… we were kind of hoping we could get paid up front… y’see, we’re running a little late with our rent and—”      “Oh, you needn’t worry about that!” V chuckled, waving another dismissive hand in front of him. “We’ll take good care of you two! I promise!”      It felt as though a great weight had been lifted from my shoulders, and I slumped in relief. Finally! The job hunt was over! And after we’d talked for a little bit, V actually seemed kind of nice! He stood up, gesturing towards the door. “If you ladies would please follow Maggie to the dressing room, she will see to your costumes and makeup for the night. I’ll check up on you later, to talk you through your duties!” *      Maggie led us, once again, without a word to the dressing rooms. Once we were there, we stripped down and dressed in those same filmy, flowing dresses. Mine was a soft pink with a plunging neckline that trailed and hissed against the stone floor. Jade’s was a powder blue of the same cut and length. I didn’t care if people could almost see straight through it, the dress was just as beautiful on me and Jade as it was on Maggie and the rest of the girls! Once we were dressed, we were led to a pair of seats so that the girls could do our hair and makeup. The transformation when they were done, was unbelievable! My long, raven-black hair had been curled and washed to the point that it shimmered and fell and bounced like liquid around my face. My eyes were painted charcoal black to make my bright blue irises pop, and my lips were bright cherry-red to offset the soft blush on my cheeks.      I look like a goddess! I barely recognized myself in the huge mirror in front of us, and I tried not to blush at the woman staring back at me from that pool of glass. Two different girls knelt on either side of me, clasping bits of gold jewelry around my wrists and biceps.      “My, aren’t you two just absolutely stunning!” V’s voice cut across the silence, jarring me from my stunned stupor.      “Thanks, V!” Jade chirped.      For some reason, the alarm bells were starting to go off in my head, again, and the butterflies were returning. Something was definitely wrong. I could feel it. But my chair didn’t swivel, and V was standing just out of my line of sight.      But then, it all became absolutely crystal clear as V chuckled and said, “I think we can do away with that little moniker. For the foreseeable future, you two may call me… Master.”      “Wha—GAAHAH!!” My question got cut off as Maggie forced a ring gag (a device I was already very familiar with) behind my teeth, forcing my mouth wide open as she buckled the straps tightly behind my head. I tried to leap up from my seat, but I found that the golden bands around my arms had been fastened to the chair, with only an inch or so of give. My eyes widened as realization finally dawned on me. But then V stepped up in front of us, and they bulged to the point that I worried they’d pop right out of my head. It wasn’t the same V we’d met earlier at all! What stood in front of us now, was nothing less than a monster! His skin was a shining amethyst from the crown of his roughly triangular skull, all the way down to the middle of his chest, where it gradually turned to a bright and furious crimson. He had a pair of long, bow legs that ended in cloven hooves, and his laurels had been replaced with a crown of jagged ivory horns. But despite all of that, my eyes were drawn right down to the huge and rampant cock that swung between his legs. I renewed my struggles at the sight of it, though I knew from previous experience that it probably wouldn’t do me any good. I was helpless.      Beside me, I could hear the familiar sounds of Jade gasping and snorting through her own gag, and I knew that she’d come to a similar decision.      V laughed. “As long as I’ve been doing this, seeing the reactions you young things have to my true form never gets old!” He chuckled again, before turning deadly serious. “Now, then! To business! As advertised, I need waitresses! But I find that regular restaurants are just soooo boring and tedious! Don’t you agree?”      A hand seized the back of my hair and forced me to nod in agreement. “UH-UH!” I grunted. At this point, I wanted very much to be anywhere else!      “So, here’s my brilliant twist,” he continued, ignoring my protests. “You two—as well as some of your new sisters—shall be bound, gagged, and blindfolded! Your challenge is to find your tables and serve… whatever is on your trays. Or just serve yourselves. After all, the customer’s always right, right?”      My eyes bulged at that last little bit, though I couldn’t deny that a part of me had always fantasized about a scenario just like this. But now that it was actually happening… well, a huge part of me still found it incredibly hot. I shook my head, trying to force reason and logic to reassert themselves over the haze of lust and excitement washing through me. V seemed to notice me for the first time and chuckled again. “Ah, I can see someone likes the idea! I think you’ll fit in very well indeed, Ellie!”      I blushed, looking away from those topaz eyes, breathing heavily through my gag.      “Anyway, you may be wondering how you’re supposed to find your tables if you’re blindfolded. Well, that’s the part I’m particularly proud of! Have either of you played that game Marco Polo, I believe you humans called it? Well, I have a similar game here! Only, there’s something of a twist to it!”      In that moment, one of the girls—Maggie, I thought, though in the fear and desperation, I’d kind of lost track of who was who—held up a pair of large gel dildos and butt plugs for us to see. Then, with a snap of V’s fingers, they roared to life. Buzzing and vibrating in the woman’s hands. “They’ve got directional vibrations, and they get faster and more powerful the closer you are to your target! Only don’t take too long, and don’t stray too far because—y’know what? I’m not going to spoil the surprise!”      I twisted as much as I could in my seat to watch as he tromped over to the door. Then, he paused for a moment and called back over his shoulder, “By the by, ladies! Any slave caught without her restraints will be subject to punishment! No exceptions! Not even on your first day! You’ve been warned!” Cackling to himself, V left Jade and I in the hands of our new ‘sisters’.      The last thing I saw before one of the girls slipped a black leather blindfold into place, were Jade’s terror-stricken eyes. *      Jade was still nearby. A fact that gave me no small amount of comfort. I could hear her beside me, moaning softly as the plugs inside of her went to work. Inside of us, I amended as my own devilish intruders came to a slow, rolling buzz. A sensation I was already intensely familiar with, from our bedroom games at home. Only this time, I wasn’t so sure I should be enjoying the sensations the plugs sent throughout my body.      Even at this low setting, I could feel my intimate muscles squeezing around the intruders, and it was an effort to keep my hips from rocking along with them. And it wasn’t as if I could simply push them out. As soon as I’d been released from my chair, one of the girls had wrestled my arms behind my back and locked them into a rudimentary box-tie. Once that was done, I’d felt a length of rope wrap around my waist, then between my legs to keep the plugs locked firmly in place.      That done, I’d felt a leather collar (yet another device I was very familiar with), lock around my neck. Then, a leash clip to its front, and with a sharp yank, I gave a startled yelp and took my first lurching step. Then, whoever held my leash led Jade and I out of the dressing room.      Now, I had absolutely no idea where I was. I could hear muffled voices—along with loud, braying, and harsh laughter—as well as the softer moans from girls that I was apparently surrounded by. But Jade’s voice, I could pick out anywhere. I shivered, despite the moderate temperature, just as another wave of white-hot pleasure washed over me.      Suddenly, I felt a large, well-muscled arm wrap around my shoulders. I jumped, squeaking through my gag, and stumbled as it dragged me into an equally massive and warm body. Nearby, I could hear an identical response from Jade. “Well, girls,” V’s voice whispered right into my ear, and I couldn’t stop myself from quivering at the soft tone he used. My legs squeezed together, futilely trying to force the plugs in deeper as I slowly rocked my hips along with the vibes. A hand appeared on my left breast, massaging it roughly. I moaned in response. Oh god, it all felt so good! I was turning into one giant nerve-ending! “Seeing as this is your first night—and since I’m in such a good mood—I’m willing to go a little easy on the pair of you tonight! Not only am I going to let you two work together tonight, I’m even going to give you a little extra time to deliver your orders!”      “’Ow ‘uch ‘ime?” I asked.      At the same time, I heard Jade ask, “’Oogeher?”      The hand disappeared from my breast, followed swiftly by the sudden absence of V’s warm flesh. I couldn’t keep from moaning in disappointment. Then, I felt a long leather strap draped itself around my neck and shoulders, and something hard and flat came to rest against my abdomen. My tray, I realized, while someone tied a second strap around my back to keep it secure and level.      “Now, now. That’d spoil the fun of it!” V laughed. “Work hard, girls! And remember to keep your bindings on if you don’t want to get punished!”      I rolled my eyes behind my blindfold. Of course I’d keep them on! They were locked in place!      Right?      That single thought sent an icy spike of dread tearing through me, but before I could think it over, I felt a weight appear on my tray. Then, a sharp and stinging slap on my ass. I stumbled, almost toppling over completely, but I somehow managed to catch myself before I went sprawling on the floor.      Distantly, I remembered what V had said when he’d first greeted us. That he’d been late because some waitress had made some kind of mistake. And I was in no rush to find out what the proper punishment was. I tottered forward, extremely glad to find that they had left my legs unfettered.      That being said, I still had no idea what my surroundings looked like. So, I took one tentative step after another, probing with my toes from obstacles. Occasionally, I could feel a slight tug at my leash, and it suddenly became clear what V had meant when he’d said he would ‘let Jade and I work together’. We were still very much attached to each other by our collars!      Before long, I heard a soft creak of wood, followed by a series of loud jeers and whoops filling the air. After that, the voices were far too loud and numerous for me to comprehend anything they might have said as Jade and I continued our slow march forward. But then, the vibe in my pussy came roaring to life, sending a crashing wave of pleasure rippling through me. I moaned, squirming against the sensation while someone nearby laughed. Either at a joke or at my predicament as I felt my tether to Jade give a sharp tug. I had no way to tell which.      “’Ome on!” Jade grunted, pulling more insistently. I tried to step forward, but the vibrations were too strong. I couldn’t lift my legs enough to walk, otherwise I’d fall and spill whatever my load was! But, I tried again, but with no more success.      My legs trembled beneath me as I tried shuffling my feet, instead. The pleasure was building inside of me. Slowly. Oh, so slowly! Right up until I suddenly felt the electric shock in my ass. I screamed and snorted at the sudden burst of energy. It wasn’t particularly strong, but it still hurt! I snorted and huffed through my gag as I finally managed an uncertain step forward. Our pace was much slower after that, sweat beading on my skin as I tried to focus on my task, and not the orgasm that was starting to lurk within me.      But then, we ran into another problem. My vibe was telling me to go in one direction… but I guessed Jade’s was telling her to go in a different one. I felt her pulling at our tether, grunting into her gag at me. I shook my head (despite the futility of it) and grunted as I tugged back.      “’Ade! ‘Ome on!”      Her response was not long in coming. “’O! ‘Is way, ‘ummy!”      All around us, I could hear harsh laughter, this time at our predicament, I had no doubt. But I forced myself to ignore it as the pleasure continued to rip through me… building… building. I could feel the climax coming. And I knew that if I came before I’d won our little tug-o-war, Jade would pull me off my feet, and I’d fall over from the rapture of my orgasm, spilling whatever was on my tray. But I wasn’t going to let that happen!      I gave as powerful a yank on our leash as I could and felt a sudden give and heard a sharp yelp. Jade must have stumbled! I thought. Seizing upon the lapse I surged ahead, ignoring the sudden give in our tether and following my vibe until—at long last—I felt a pair of rough hands wrap around my waist and haul me in close.      “Finally!” A low voice growled. The weight lifted from my tray, and whoever held me gave me a rough and sloppy kiss through my gag. Their tongue danced with mine while their hands played with my breasts, kneading and massaging them. I squealed, twisting and writhing either against my bindings or with pleasure, I couldn’t tell which. But then, surprisingly, the blindfold was lifted from my eyes, and I found myself squinting against the bright lights swimming all around me. Soon though, my eyes readjusted, and I got my first look at who held me. I screamed.      It was a monster! And it wasn’t the only one in the huge bar room! The entire place was full of them! They came in all shapes, colors, and variety! Tall, short, winged, tails, and some with sharp-looking claws and teeth. I stared, dumbstruck by what I was seeing at first, then renewed my struggles. Right up until the beast reached up and cupped my chin with one hand. Its other one left my breasts to tug on my crotchrope while it forced me to turn my head towards the large stage at the front of the room.      “Just in time for the show, girly!” The beast crooned. I groaned, not entirely grasping what it was saying through the cloud of lust in my head. I was close! Soooo close! My orgasm was lurking just beneath the surface! I closed my eyes, rocking my hips along with my vibes. But then the monster stopped his ministrations, and the plugs came to an abrupt halt inside me. I groaned with disappointment and disbelief as my pussy and ass clamped down around them.      Then, I heard a familiar scream, and my eyes flew open. Jade was on that stage! I hadn’t even felt the demons undo our tether! She was dangling from a pair of golden shackles, now, her toes barely able to touch the floor, while another monster slapped her ass with a nasty-looking flogger. Jade shrieked again as it struck her a second time. Then a third and a fourth.      The monster holding me pinched my nipples, then, rolling them between thick fingers. “That’s what you get for making a mess, see?” He jerked his head towards a pile of broken glass and spilled beer on the floor barely a yard away. Maggie was already clearing it away.      I moaned, the fire of pleasure rekindling itself as my vibes slowly came to inside of me. Jade continued to thrash and yelp on stage, her still-blindfolded eyes uselessly scanning the room, until her ass had turned bright pink. At long last, I watched as she was released from the near-suspension, wrestled back into the familiar box-tie, and led back towards me. Then, they reattached us, and my blindfold slipped over my eyes, once again sealing me in total darkness.      “Maybe I’ll see you again soon, girly!” the beast called after me, giving my ass a light slap.      I did not like the sound of that. But I had no choice but to shove it from my mind as Jade and I were led back to our starting position. From there, our trays were refilled, and we repeated the process over and over again. It was a battle each time, because if we were led away from our designated tables, our plugs sent a shock coursing through us. Worse yet, each time I arrived at one of Jade’s tables, its occupants would paw at and kiss me until the delivery was finished… and they took their sweet time taking whatever it was that Jade offered. And yet, my plugs never allowed me to cum! Every time I came close, they stopped, save for a tiny spark of motion so I knew what direction I was supposed to go.      Time soon lost all meaning for me as I worked, just grateful that I wasn’t stuck wearing heels. I didn’t think I’d make it through the night if that were the case! In fact, the shin-high sandals Maggie had given me were rather comfortable!      Soon, though, I’d just won out over Jade and made another delivery when a rush of cold washed over me. Rippling gooseflesh raced up my arms as a moment later… my restraints were gone! Everything, except for my gag and our tether, had vanished in a puff of silvery smoke. I glanced at Jade and found her staring wide-eyed at the monsters all around us. She grew very pale, then, eyes wide as the monsters started to rise out of their seats, the other waitresses forgotten.      A familiar voice hissed behind me, “Run, girlies,” the monster that had first grabbed me laughed. Then he called, “Little slaves’ have gone and lost their restraints!” I didn’t need to be told twice! I whirled about, and started to run away screaming through my gag as a great rush of the monstrosities came barreling towards us. But Jade was locked in place, paralyzed by sudden fear at what we were surrounded by.      “’Ade!” I shrieked; a moment too late.      Someone leapt onto my back, dragging me to the floor. Nearby, Jade screamed. Then, they were dragging us by our arms towards the stage while the vibes inside of me went to work. I kicked and screamed and struggled. But the thing holding me was too strong. Before I knew it, I was up on stage, dangling from those same shackles Jade had hung from before. The monster that had tackled me—thankfully not V, given his sheer bulk—stared at me with amusement as he walked in slow circles around me. Then, Jade was dragged up in front of me, one of the monsters undoing her crotchrope. I watched helplessly as the monster used it, then, to tie her hands behind her back. Then, it lifted her up so her face was right in front of mine. Tears spilled from her eyes, her makeup running down her cheeks. I had no doubt that I was in a similar state.      A pair of hands ripped my dress away, just as my own crotchrope vanished, taking my vibes with it, leaving me achingly empty. I screamed into my gag, though at this point I wasn’t sure if it was from fear or the frustration… I’d been soooo close!      Then, I felt the hands grasp my hips.      A moment later, he was inside me.      I screamed with rapture as he pumped into me again and again and again. His length sliding in and out of me, accompanied by the meaty smack of his body as it slammed against mine. Jade screamed and thrashed as her own beast fucked her, right in front of me.      Then, everything else fell away. I moaned and bucked and twisted as I tried to match his rhythm. My fists clenched tightly around the chains holding me as Jade’s face pressed into mine, her tongue slipping into my mouth. I moaned into the kiss, our tongues twisting together feeling a pair of large hands kneading my breasts, rolling my nipples.      Nothing else mattered. Only the pure bliss pounding into me. I couldn’t breathe, but I wouldn’t stop… I couldn’t stop!      It won’t be long now, I told myself, frantically milking him for all he was worth. From the pace he was setting, I could tell he was nearing his climax… and so was I! All of the denied pleasure came tearing into me, as Jade continued to moan and thrash against me. Her own partner pounding her just as hard and fast as mine did me.      Just a little bit longer! A little bit more! I screamed into my gag as his seed exploded into me.      But then, it was gone. My eyes flew open—I didn’t even remember closing them in the first place—when I was suddenly released from the shackles holding me, gasping for air. Utterly spent. I sagged against the monster behind me. My orgasm… it was just… gone! Oh, I could remember the pleasure and all of the little sensations that had just raced through me, but… I was back to the way I’d started! I screamed again, though this time it was absolutely in frustration, as the demon behind me laughed and wrenched my arms back into that box-tie. The blindfold materialized across my eyes a moment later, as the vibes and crotchrope reappeared. Then, I felt the now-familiar weight of my tray come to rest against my abdomen. In front of me, I could hear Jade snorting in fury and dread as she was—no doubt—bound, and our tether reattached. I knew she had just experienced what I had, as she shrieked and wailed in protest.      Then, I heard the demon’s voice in my ear. “Back to work, slaves! If you’re good girls, maybe you’ll get to cum tonight!”      I couldn’t help but shiver in horror at what had just happened. Then, my vibes reawakened inside of me, my muscles clenching around their familiar shapes. It’s going to be a long night, I thought as we were led off the stage.      Then, we reluctantly got back to work, keenly aware that—at any moment—our restraints could just disappear, and the punishment was more than I could bear.      But, hey! We got the job, at least! So, silver linings!

Chapter 3 - The Vixen Of Vengeance- Special Encounter #1 (COMPLETE)

After a long drive, virtually across the entirety of New York City, Sofia arrives at the sleepy, and wealthy, Fort Greene borough of Brooklyn, at about 30 minutes past midnight. Of course, she does so in relatively the same condition, and carrying the same equipment, as at the last clubhouse that she surveilled, having made no additional stops along the way. Wasting little time, the Vixen of Vengeance parks her small, black sedan out of plain sight and begins to approach the address that she was given, on foot. Remarkably, our young idol finds a massive brick wall surrounding the entire perimeter of the substantial property. This, likely, 15 foot wall runs for a total of almost a quarter mile, and its only separation is a slightly shorter, yet still daunting, heavily stylized iron gate. Assessing what’s in front of her, Sofia quickly realizes that this gate is her only possible way in; but, confined to such a central, singular access point, once the Vixen of Vengeance breaches the property, she realizes that she will be left without much choice other than to face whatever security measures, which the Rodriguezs have in place, head-on. Regardless, the V.O.V didn’t come all this way just to turn tail and head home. Briefly, she exaggeratedly inhales/exhales; then, our heroine scurries right over to the gate in question. (Scaling this gate will be considered a basic feat due to our heroine’s increased agility/reflexes) Rolling for a successful, hassle-free gate clearance at 21+: Sofia rolls a 42! Gracefully, Sofia summons some strength and clears the massive iron hurdle with impressive ease. Once she lands on the other side of the gate, the Vixen of Vengeance is, obviously, able to get a better lay of the land and properly discern what security measures/officers she’ll have to bypass to reach Claudio. New York City- January 18th, 2032 (12:45 a.m.) Special Encounter #1 Roll for difficulty of encounter (D100-30 since she chose to come now instead of allowing Rodriguez to bolster his defenses): 36(-30)= 6 (Cake Walk) Fortuitously, Sofia finds herself enthused by the fact that she does not find herself being immediately accosted by security goons; in fact, Claudio’s only “defense” appears to be a stationary security camera. “I guess they figured the wall was good enough” the V.O.V thinks to herself, as she prepares to bypass the portion of the courtyard, which the aforementioned security camera is recording.  Rolling to bypass the security camera (even easier than a basic feat for our physically enhanced heroine). Looking for 16+: Sofia gives us 88, successfully avoiding alerting anyone to her presence. Now, the V.O.V has seemingly all of the time in the world to traverse the property and pinpoint her target. To her dismay, there are large, dark, empty buildings spread across this palatial estate, conveying a bit of an eerie vibe; however, it doesn’t take Sofia too long to locate the only light that’s illuminating the property, coming from what can be little more than two lamps, inside of a surprisingly traditional looking beach house.  Regrettably, the blinds are drawn and our idol can’t see inside. The V.O.V is free to try and sneak her way in; but, the advantage that she will be able to procure is unclear. Of course, her other option is to burst right in like the kool-aid man. Since she is remarkably aggressive, bold, and determined, she needs an 81+ to behave with some sense of finesse/stealth.  Sofia rolls a 72, draws her guns, and kicks down the patio door that’s right in front of her, unveiling the dwelling’s occupant(s). (Note: difficulty will be applied a little differently here, at my discretion, as this is a “special encounter” and Claudio is not a physical combatant and SO he will not respond to Sofia’s physical actions the same way as the petty villains whom she’s faced so far) Rolling for difficulty of special encounter: 70 (“Tough”) Aggressively making her entry, Sofia is genuinely surprised to find a barely bothered Claudio Rodriguez, sitting in an armchair, reading a novel, and sipping a glass of scotch in his silk pajamas, even as she makes her first steps towards him. Furthermore, Claudio appears to be a short, stocky, unthreatening, unassuming man, in his mid to late 50s, complete with plenty of wrinkles and balding/graying hair; not at all what she expected and/or what she thought she remembered from a brief childhood encounter with the man some 14 years ago. Of course, Sofia doesn’t know this but Claudio IS still a particularly calculated, unapologetic, stubborn, and lecherous individual. Either way, the V.O.V has a very specific job to do and, so, she presses right on. “Hands up! Now, tell me where your brother is!” Sofia barks, summoning the gruffest voice that she can manage. “I don’t know how you think I’m supposed to know” Claudio dismissively counters. “I happen to have it on pretty good authority that you’re the one making all of his moves for him while he hides himself away” Sofia doubles down. “Making his moves? Not so much. Taking his messages and handing ‘em out, sure. Alonzo’s as paranoid as they come. He makes a call from a different number every time, to this phone he gave me, and I make sure the message gets across to the right people. That’s it” Claudio bites back. “So, you expect me to believe that you have absolutely no idea where your little brother is, no idea of how to find him, or even how to talk to him when he doesn’t want to talk to you?” the V.O.V wholeheartedly doubts. “Now, I never said that” Claudio smarmily retorts. “Well, go ahead and speak up” Sofia incredulously pushes, menacingly flourishing the sidearm in her right hand. “Alright, well, say I did know something useful. Why would I tell you?” the aged mobster vindictively counters. “I assumed the two guns pointed at your head were pretty self-explanatory?” the Vixen of Vengeance confidently smirks, firming up her grip on her favorite weapons. “Look at me, I’m my own kid brother’s kept boy. He pays for this land and keeps me on it to do his bidding. The food’s delivered and carried in by his guys; the only socializing I get to do is with his dimwitted thugs who are a couple billion brain cells removed from the crews we used to run with. My idea of fun is a book I already read four times and a bottle of scotch; hell, the only things I do is that, watch old dvds cuz he’s worried about me giving away my location on the internet; like I’m the idiot in this equation, and workout on that stupid bowflex he gave me. Of course, it’s only out of spite so I have the strength to strangle him if I ever see him in person, again. Honey, I really don’t got much to lose here, so you can go ahead and pull the trigger” Claudio essentially monologues, his verbal effluvia drowning in sincerity. Stunned, Sofia finds herself, temporarily, at a loss for words; but, before long, she finds her angle. “Well, if you hate your brother THAT much, why don’t you help me take him down?” the Vixen of Vengeance tries to play her arch-enemy’s older brother. “Alonzo, might be the bane of my existence; but, he’s still family. Nobody gets to put that lunkhead in his place except for me” Claudio aggressively asserts, putting his drink down to erratically point at his own chest. “Alright, then. You chose this” Sofia ultimately concludes, guiding her gun right into Claudio’s face. Rolling a test to see if Claudio flinches. This would be 50/50 but as a calculated and stubborn individual, this takes us to 71+ for the V.O.V to see signs of his will cracking. We roll a 33. He is not giving an inch! “You’d really rather die? You're serious?” Sofia finds herself helpless but to bawk. “As a heart attack” Claudio vehemently insists.  “Well, to be honest. You’re not looking too far from one right now” the V.O.V verbally jabs. “Don’t you worry about me, missy. I got the bowflex so, thankfully, my chest’s in pretty good shape; just…not as good as yours” Claudio proudly answers, finally taking the time to look Sofia, up and down, before stopping on her plump, d-cup breasts for an uncomfortably long amount of time. “What are you going on about now?” Sofia barks, starting to lose her patience with this, so far, entirely unfruitful encounter. “I’ll tell you what, I might’ve just thought of something that could get me to talk” Claudio’s demeanor suddenly changes, as he sits straight up, far more erect, in his seat. “I’m all ears” the V.O.V sarcastically leads. “How about you show me those fat tits and then we can talk some turkey?” Claudio boldly suggests. “Excuse me!?” the Vixen of Vengeance’s mouth drops, merely hoping that she misheard this older gentleman, whom she would’ve otherwise never thought of sexually. “Did I stutter? The way I see it, you need answers and I need a little something too, held up here all day. The nudey flicks just aren’t doing it anymore. Your reasons are your own as to why you’re here; but, it’s up to you to decide if you’d rather go home empty-handed, or work a little bit for some information” Claudio calculatedly tests the young idol, pushing a few of the correct buttons. Now, our nubile latina superheroine is left with a somewhat scandalous choice. She can expose herself to this sexually starved, comfortably middle-aged man, who’s even older than her father would be today; or, she can risk going home with nothing. Regrettably, for Sofia, her aggressive, bold, and determined nature informs her decision. Rolling an 81+ for Sofia to avoid removing her top. Sofia rolls a 61! Backed into a corner by this stubborn, older man, Sofia only briefly hesitates before she makes her choice. Silently, and with little fanfare, the Vixen of Vengeance removes her black leather top, better revealing her lightly jiggling tits, confined only to a small white bra, to the subject of her supposed interrogation. “Beautiful! The bra too, baby” Claudio excitedly yammers, taking Sofia even further aback. Of course, this isn’t going to greatly affect Sofia’s action path, based on what she’s already done. Rolling an 81+ for Sofia to avoid removing her top. Sofia rolls a 47! Against, perhaps, her better judgment, Sofia takes a deep breath, psyching herself up. Sacrificing some of her ideals for a chance at her parents’ killer, the Vixen of Vengeance doesn’t wait long to remove her white bra, presenting her bare chest to her sworn enemy’s older brother. Temporarily entranced, Claudio finds himself trapped, staring at the ever-appealingly tanned skin of the V.O.V’s utterly arousing twin mounds. Instantly, the lecheros mobster begins to fantasize about all the different ways he could stimulate her cute brown nipples; and, calculates all of the ways that he could get those gorgeous, fleshy globes to bounce. “There, you got what you wanted. Now, give me what I want” Sofia frustratedly presses, folding her arms under her ample breasts in a way that inadvertently raises them up, and makes them even more appetizing, to her rather horned up company. “I didn’t nearly get what I want yet. That was just the price of admission. I’ll tell you what: you help me empty these big old balls and I’ll tell you everything you wanna know” Claudio indecently proposes to Sofia, believing that he has the upperhand.  “No way!” the V.O.V practically spits back. “Now, now. Don’t be too hasty. You’re not gonna find a closer line to Alonzo in this entire continent; and, the fact that you came all the way here must mean you want him pretty bad. All I’m asking for is a little relief in the company of a beautiful young woman. That shouldn’t be so much to ask; besides, I promise I’m one of those two pump chumps; it won’t take long at all” Claudio tries to weasel his way towards a “yes”. “Are you telling me you know where your brother is, or not? Enough games. Which is it?” Sofia demands clarification, subtly informing Claudio that she’s, at least somewhat, considering his offer.  “I don’t know where he is; but, I know how to find him, and I’ll tell you if you just let me clean the pipes a little bit” Claudio honestly asserts, literally licking his lips as he takes another glance at Sofia’s ample mammaries. “Alright, so you beat your little old dick off in front of me for a few minutes and I get exactly what I want?” Sofia uneasily tests. “I’ve got plenty of material to look at. You’re going to have to do a little more than that” Claudio pushes his luck. “How much more?” the V.O.V worriedly questions. “We’ll just see where it takes us” Claudio confidently concludes, sitting up from his chair before approaching Sofia, whilst tugging at the growing bulge in his silk pajamas. As Claudio approaches her, this is Sofia’s last chance to entirely back out. While she is determined, bold, and aggressive, she is also smart enough to realize that Claudio wants more than he’s outright asking for.  Rolling 71+ for her to leave and find another way instead of seizing the opportunity in front of her. Sofia rolls an 11. This is happening. Morally conflicted, the V.O.V decides to make a risky choice with the goal of bringing her parents’ killer to justice. (For this special encounter, instead of combat, this will initiate a tug of war sort of mini game where Claudio pushes to hold his cum and stimulate Sofia, while she obviously seeks the opposite. Whoever has the upper-hand can advance their actions with a roll of 51-95, with bonuses for crits or a NAT 100. Should they roll a 5-50, or worse, the aggressor has a chance to lose ground and the other participant has a chance to swing things to their advantage.This sequence may make use of sexual acts which are beyond the usual scale as the intercourse is consensual(ish), at least compared to our usual confrontations) (In this case, Sofia’s “Big Cock Shock” will determine who begins as the aggressor. Obviously, if she is shocked, Claudio will make the first move. If not, the V.O.V will start off controlling the situation) Bracing herself for the worst, Sofia silently watches as the short, hairy, older man gradually steps right into her face. Soon after, he undoes the draw strings on his silk pajamas and lowers them to unveil his already erect member. So erect, in fact, that Sofia is left to wonder if he had known to/been lucky enough to pop a certain blue pill before she got here. Checking Yes/No for “Big Cock Shock” to see just what Claudio’s taking out. Check= YES! Regrettably, the quality of the man’s erection is only the tip of the proverbial iceberg. His experienced member somehow stands at just shy of nine inches long, on top of boasting a six and a half inch circumference. Utterly stunned, Sofia is forced to look inside of herself and question just why/how this fifty something year-old, balding man has managed to present her with the biggest and, frankly, most handsome cock that she’s ever seen. Truly, the V.O.V doesn’t even know if she could take the whole thing deep inside of her, if she wanted to. Taking advantage of Sofia standing nearly motionless with her mouth slightly agape, Claudio immediately seizes the upper-hand. (For this 1st, and possibly only phase, Claudio will try to get off on the V.O.V’s tits, which he’s been ogling, while Sofia will do her best to keep him at arm’s length) Claudio automatically gains upper-hand because of opening roll.  1. Claudio is “groping” Sofia’s tits. Stim (D3) 1. Sofia’s Stim: 42/100. Reaction: 29 (Moistening) Wasting little time, the comfortably middle-aged man begins wildly pawing at Sofia’s plump breasts; however, he very quickly ends the frenzy and establishes a firmer grip on her flesh; a grip so strong that it would seem to imply that he has no plans to let her slip out of hands any time soon. Overjoyed, he swiftly transitions right into repeatedly, tenderly squeezing Sofia’s near-perfect orbs, still, exhibiting appropriate force. Caught quite caught off-guard, the Vixen of Vengeance doesn’t immediately make a conscious physical response; however, begrudgingly, her snatch does begin to involuntarily moisten. Truly, Sofia doesn’t know whether to attribute this sensation to the experienced hands caressing her bronzed bosom; or, whether her sudden arousal should be attributed to the sight of the weapon of mass destruction standing between Claudio’s legs. Either way, she knows that she needs to quickly respond before this gets out of hand. 2. Claudio’s Aggression: 16. Sofia’s counter aggression: 99 Crit. Sofia skips right over hand on cock to “loose handjob”. Stim (D3) 2. Sofia’s Stim: 44/100. Reaction: 56 (Light Breathing). Claudio cums? 100+=54 (NOPE) “What do you think you’re doing? This is about you getting off, not me” Sofia sternly barks, doing her very best not to let Claudio know that she’s getting any enjoyment out of his forceful stimulation. “What can I say? I get off on giving” Claudio smarmily grins, refusing to relent his rigorous assault on her chest. “Enough, let’s just hurry up and get this over with” the V.O.V abruptly takes command, reaching out, and grabbing a hold of Claudio’s massive member, with her dominant hand.  Admittedly, Sofia is left nearly astonished when she finds that she can barely wrap her hand around his magnificent specimen of a cock; however, that doesn’t stop her from staying on target; making a strong move towards getting what she came for. In a split-second, she begins slowly ringing his shaft with her petite hand. Moments later, she can actually be heard lightly panting, as she heats up, passionately intent on making Claudio wave the (liquid) white flag. Practically in paradise, Claudio gradually releases her breasts, and lets his hands fall to his sides, as he wantonly stares down at the proud, young superheroine jerking off his equally proud cock. 3. Sofia’s Aggression: NAT 100. Sofia moves on to “aggressive handjob” & gains two-handed bonus. Stim (D4) 3. Sofia’s Stim: 47/100. Reaction: 65 (Light Breathing). Claudio cums? 86+=97 (SPLOOSH) After a few moments of Sofia’s lewd onslaught, Claudio begins to buck his hips. “Yeah, baby. Stroke it harder!” the older man virtually shouts, proceeded by the removing of his silk shirt, as he begins to overheat, greatly assuring the V.O.V that she’s on the right track. Wisely, Sofia spots her opening. “Oh, you want it harder?” Sofia playfully teases, just before placing a second hand onto his massive rod. Luckily, there’s still plenty of room to spare; so, Sofia immediately begins to pump both of her hands up, and down, his impressive shaft, at double the pace that she had been. Worse yet, for Claudio, the V.O.V purposely bends down, guiding her face to cock level, where she’s able to intentionally make sultry expressions, up at him, as she moves in for the quick “kill”. Scintillatingly, the aged criminal can even feel warm gusts of our Latina idol’s breath against his phallus, as she quietly pants, focused on her vigorous work. Merely to prolong his own pleasure, Claudio holds on for as long as he can; but, it’s of no real use. As Sofia feels him reach his limit, she instinctively removes one hand to try and avoid being covered by too much of his pent up fluid; but, however, it’s too late. “Ughhh, fuck yeah…that’s…uhhh” Claudio grunts, as the gorgeous, nubile idol working over his thick shaft proves too much for him, forcing the mobster to coat her small, sure hand with a thick coat of his stored spunk. Notably, even Sofia is impressed by the amount that pours onto her hand and; subsequently, the ground beneath them. Surprisingly, almost no later than when he cums, Claudio disappears into his bathroom, only to return seconds later, with a hand towel to wipe the sweat off of his forehead. Actually quite kindly, once he’s done, he then hands Sofia the towel so that she can clean her hands up. “Sorry about that, doll-face. The first one always comes out a little easy” Claudio gleams, through some light panting. “First one?” Sofia anxiously questions, looking at the thick ejaculate covering her petite right hand, as she prepares to give them a thorough cleaning. To make this encounter “tough” but not more than that, every time Claudio cums he will make a check to determine if he can keep going. This check will go up by 25 each time for a maximum of 5 loads (although beating the 76+ and 100+ checks seems exceedingly unlikely) Rolling to see if Claudio has another round in him. 26+: 72. He sure does. “Yeah, just the first one. I said you gotta help me EMPTY these balls, not just tease ‘em. I’ve got a lot more where that came from. Pfft, don’t act like it’s so bad sweetheart, I could tell by the feeling of your little breath that you were getting excited thinking about what else I might do to you” Claudio cheekily twists Sofia’s arm. Regrettably, Sofia has come too far to turn back now. Begrudgingly, she puts her head down and grabs back a hold of Claudio’s already hardening rod. “Ah, ah, we already did the hand thing. You’re gonna have to do a little better than that now that I’m all warmed up” Claudio mischievously smirks. Recognizing that she’s being taken advantage of, the V.O.V sternly scowls up at Claudio but offers no verbal response; instead, she merely squeezes his exceedingly thick shaft in her dominant hand and prepares for the worst. Claudio has the psychological upper-hand; but, Sofia has the more aggressive and dominant personality; so, we will do a 50/50 check to determine who starts off the aggressor of phase #2 Checking 50/50 for aggressor: Sofia makes the first move. (For this 2nd phase, Claudio will try to find his way into the V.O.V’s velvety mouth, while Sofia will do her best to keep him busy with her tits, granting him the least amount of bodily penetration possible) Sofia starts with upper-hand due to being pre-established aggressor 1. Sofia is rubbing Claudio’s cock with her tits. Stim (D3) 2. Sofia’s Stim: 49/100. Reaction: 34 (Biting Lip). Claudio Cums? 100+: 82 (NOPE) Annoyed, Sofia snaps into “over-drive” looking to get this over with. Determined, she takes Claudio’s already re-hardening member and brings it to her chest, intent on not allowing him or his cock to touch any other part of her body.  Unfortunately, as she rubs his penis with her ample chest, and particularly her erect nipples, she is able to feel this man’s unwavering phallus grow entirely rock-hard, which happens to draw her gaze. For a second, Sofia slows her attempts at stimulation and finds herself slightly entranced by Claudio’s glorious member. Truthfully, she finds herself wondering just how her should-be enemy has put this perfect cock to use over the years.  As she haphazardly daydreams about all the pleasure that must have been derived from this border-line monster, Sofia can’t help but absentmindedly lick her lips, aroused far more by the incredible stick of meat than the man attached to it. 2. Sofia’s Aggression: 41. Claudio’s counter aggression: 56. Claudio takes control and puts “cock on lips”. Stim (D3) 2. Sofia’s Stim: 51/100, graduates from “stunned” to “heating up”.. Reaction: 33 (Light Breathing). Claudio cums? 95+=48 (NOPE) Perhaps noticing her salivating lips, or the want in her eyes, Claudio seizes this opportunity; a slowing of Sofia’s advances, in order to remove his cock from her grip and place it right into the V.O.V’s slightly conflicted face. From here, she can smell his member like never before and, somehow, it’s not as big of a deterrent as she would’ve thought. Worse yet, she finds herself quite enamored with the closer-up sight of all the bulging veins, transporting blood to every inch of his gargantuan rod.  Within seconds, Sofia starts to pant, under her breath. Specifically, this is caused by a mixture of her body heating up, and a nervous anxiety as she feels that she may be compelled to take his thing into her mouth at any second. 3. Claudio’s Aggression: 38. Sofia’s counter aggression: 16. Claudio’ remains with “cock on lips”. Stim (D3-1) 2. Sofia’s Stim: 53/100. Reaction: 18 (Biting/Licking Lips). Claudio cums? 90+=72 (NOPE) Tellingly, while she contemplates things, she neither moves herself, nor makes an effort to move Claudio’s greatest weapon out of her way. Figuring that “no news is good news”, Claudio is content to leave his cock against her pursed lips and wait for her response. Hypothesizing that she’s merely doing some rationalizing in her head, Claudio confidently assers that it won’t be long until his incredible member is buried deep in the repressed heroine’s amateur throat. Sadly, the fiend may be right, as Sofia finds herself biting her lips in order to stop from instinctively engulfing his impressive shaft. 4. Claudio’s Aggression: 48. Sofia’s counter aggression: 24. Claudio’ remains with “cock on lips”. Stim (D3-2) 1. Sofia’s Stim: 54/100. Reaction: 94 (Heavy Moaning). Claudio cums? 90+=72 (NOPE). Note: still 90 due to lack of progression. Content to let her stew, Claudio stands exceedingly proud. Sofia tries to fight it but, enthralled by the sight of the most appetizing piece of meat she’s ever seen in her life, her will is not what it should be; so, once the heat and taste of his perfect head reaches her lips, she can barely contain herself. Truthfully, picturing herself bobbing up and down on his glorious weapon with reckless abandon might be the most arousing thought that the V.O.V’s ever experienced in her young life. Regrettably, just thinking about fellating this lecherous old man forces Sofia to eek out a brief, but powerful, moaning exhale. Now, Claudio knows he has her. 5. Claudio’s Aggression: 65. Claudio graduates to “tip in mouth”. Stim (D4) 3. Sofia’s Stim: 57/100. Reaction: 30 (Biting/Licking Lips). Claudio cums? 80+=61 (NOPE) Viewing the moans as nothing short of an invitation, Claudio finally makes a move.  “Open up…” Cladio very softly guides Actually rather gently, he leans forward and presses the head of his swollen cock against the V.O.V’s lips. Unable to hold out any longer, Sofia offers very little resistance before opening up her diminutive mouth and embracing his warm tip with the insides of her lips and the tip of her velvety tongue. Her body betraying her, the supposedly virtuous idol quickly finds herself wanting more. 6. Claudio’s Aggression: 54. Claudio graduates to “dick in mouth”. Stim (D4) 3. Sofia’s Stim: 60/100. Reaction: 58 (Heavy Breathing). Claudio cums? 75+=60 (NOPE) Recognizing that Sofia’s not exactly protesting, Claudio doesn’t wait long to intensify things. As she works her way towards another inch, he feeds her several, in short order, enabling the V.O.V to give him a proper blowjob. Encouragingly, with his big cock in her mouth, the Vixen of Vengeance no longer looks disgusted, or even annoyed; instead, she seems focused, determined to give immeasurable pleasure to her temporary partner, in order to make him cum and get what she came for; but, also, secretly, in pursuit of  a growing sexual thrill. “Good girl. That’s it. Just watch the teeth; and, show me those pretty little eyes” Claudio eagerly coaches, prompting Sofia to look up at him with four to five inches of hard cock in her mouth. Admittedly, Sofia eyes Claudio and can’t help but view him a little more fondly than before; however, he’s simply a means to an end, in multiple ways: for the information that he holds AND for his stupendous tool. Diligently, Sofia goes right back to work. 7. Claudio’s Aggression: 96 Crit. Claudio forces right past "deepthroat” and goes to “throat fucking”. Stim (D8) 8. Sofia’s Stim: 68/100, graduates from “heating up” to “responsive”. Reaction: 37 (Heavy Breathing). Claudio cums? 65+=74 (SPLOOSH) Taking advantage of the fact that she’s far more willing than she likely has any right to be, Claudio doesn’t wait long to further press his luck with the V.O.V. Emphatically, he pushes another couple of inches into her fairly narrow passageway, reaching the back of her throat in an instant.  Briefly, Sofia sloppily gags all over Claudio’s dick and gasps for air; but, impressively, she quickly finds her breath, through her nose, and weathers the proverbial storm. Slightly apprehensive, Claudio expects some kickback from our heroine, but none is forthcoming, as she merely continues to dutifully work over his shaft. Of course, the fact that he has Sofia sitting so submissively only incites him more. Likely over-excited, Claudio takes this as an open invitation to start fucking the young latina’s throat with reckless abandon. Having effectively “signed-up” for this, Sofia almost contently sits there and takes her reaming; gagging at times; but, gaining from this experience more enjoyment than she’d like to admit aloud. As could be expected, under these conditions, Claudio quickly overdoes things.  “Here it comes!” Claudio barely gets out before he fills Sofia’s mouth with a thick, sticky throatpie. First, Claudio presses hard, into Sofia, enjoying the experience of his warm cum partially engulfing, both, the tip of his cock and the back of the V.O.V’s throat; then, he abruptly pulls his large member all the way out of her gullet, allowing remnants of his semen to spill onto the ground. Notably, Claudio expects Sofia to take the opportunity to spit his ejaculate out, all over the place; but, only a little bit manages to trickle down her tongue. The rest seems to disappear, leading the mobster to question whether the V.O.V was gagged enough that she was forced to swallow it all; or, whether she did so willingly. Of course, Sofia isn’t going to say anything about it. “There, that’s wasn’t so bad; was it? Now imagine this big old thing filling up your tight little pussy…somewhere you could really feel it” Claudio cheekily tests. “Yeah, afraid I’m going to have to take a rain check on that one” Sofia tiredly exclaims, picking herself up, off the ground. We are now rolling to see if Claudio has another round in him. 51+: 57. Looks like the old man’s been saving up for just such an occasion. “No rain checks, yet. We’re not done here” Claudio unnervingly announces. “What? You can’t be serious. We had a deal” Sofia exhaustedly crows. “I know, and I’ll live up to it; but, you haven’t fulfilled your duties yet” Claudio almost sinisterly snickers. “You can’t be serious, you…” the V.O.V gasps, as she spots the large phallus between his legs already showing the first signs of hardening, once again. “Daddy’s been waiting for something like this for a long time” the mobster triumphantly yammers.  “Eww. Well, I don’t know what you want to do but my jaw hurts too much to go another round on that thing” Sofia defeatedly admits, dropping most pretenses. “Don’t worry, I have some other things in mind” Claudio ominously decrees, inching his way, back, closer to the entrapped heroine. Again, Claudio has the psychological upper-hand; but, Sofia has the more aggressive and dominant personality; so, we will do a 50/50 check to determine who starts off the aggressor of phase #3 Checking 50/50 for aggressor: Sofia, again, makes the first move. Hopefully it works out a little better for her this time. (For this 3rd phase, Sofia will, again, try to make Claudio cum with her underserviced tits. Realizing that he might not be able to keep this up much longer, Claudio will try to go balls deep in the Vixen of Vengeance’s tight young pussy) Sofia starts with upper-hand due to being pre-established aggressor 1. Sofia is rubbing Claudio’s cock with her tits again. Stim (D3) 2. Sofia’s Stim: 70/100. Reaction: 79 (Touching Self). Claudio Cums? 100+: 86 (NOPE) Desperate to maintain some kind of control in this downwardly spiraling situation, Sofia swiftly returns to rubbing Claudio’s meaty cock with her equally meaty tits; a maneuver which didn’t work out particularly well for her the last time that she tried it.  Unfortunately, this time is really no different as, caught up in the heat of the moment, and turned-on by all of the recent stimulation, she soon finds herself absentmindedly rubbing her youthful, erect clit, with her free-hand, in perfect view of her lecherous, temporary partner. “You know, I got the right tool to take care of that, sweetheart” Claudio lustfully suggests, subtly licking his lips, while his bulbous head continues to rub against our heroine’s rock hard nipples. 2. Sofia’s Aggression: 72. Sofia purposely guides Claudio towards “tit fucking”. Stim (D4) 1. Sofia’s Stim: 71/100. Reaction: 67 (Heavy Moaning). Claudio cums? 90+=6 (NOPE) Quickly, the embarrassment of being caught is replaced with the V.O.V’s anger towards Claudio for putting her in this situation; and, rightfully measurable frustration with herself for giving in so easily. “Just shut up and fuck my boobs” Sofia almost furiously demands, ushering the mobster along, and dividing his attention from the petite digits that were working over her fully-engorged clit. “Twist my arm, why don’t ya?” Claudio sarcastically returns, pulling his member from her grip, before proudly placing his impressive schlong against the center of the V.O.V’s ample chest. “Hold those perfect tits up for me, baby” the middle-aged scoundrel firmly requests. Dejectedly, Sofia heeds his request, cupping the sides of her significant breasts in order to form a beautiful canal for the older man to plunge his huge cock. “This will all be over soon” the V.O.V tells herself, as Claudio finally slides his dick between her tits; however, things are not quite so simple. Regrettably, as the aged gangster begins to consistently, aggressively plow away between her stupendous mammaries, Sofia begins to grow aroused by this lewd action. Before long, the young latina idol’s body has heated right back up and she’s begun to audibly moan, almost uncontrollably. Of course, this only eggs Claudio on. “Oh, you really like that; don’t you, bitch?” the horny shut-in grins, from ear to ear, as he repeatedly buries himself in the Vixen of Vengeance’s usually proud, puffed-up chest. Sadly, Sofia’s only immediate recourse is to turn her head away in order to avoid displaying, to her ogler, the flushed wanton expression on her cute, unblemished face. 3. Sofia’s Aggression: 64. Sofia continues “tit fucking” and puts Claudio’s “tip in mouth” to try and get this over with. Stim (D4) 3. Sofia’s Stim: 74/100. Reaction: 69 (Heavy Moaning). Claudio cums? 80+=10 (NOPE) “Would you just cum already?” Sofia frustratedly laments, right before leaning down and taking Claudio’s sizable cockhead into her waiting mouth; a cockhead which she finds appetizingly peeking out from between the folds of her now sweaty, heaving bosom, in hopes of speeding this whole process along.  “Aw, that’s more like it. Now, what’s the matter? Getting worried about how I’m making you feel? Don’t worry, we’ll have a lot of time to get to the bottom of it. I’m not gonna blow so easy this time” Claudio discouragingly counters Sofia’s sentiment, basking in this triumphant moment while ruminating over several others he still has planned. Sadly, no matter how hard the V.O.V tries to project defiance, she still finds herself moaning away, the entire time. 4. Sofia’s Aggression: 19. Claudio’s counter aggression: 15. Sofia continues “tit fucking” with Claudio’s “tip in mouth”. Stim (D4) 2. Sofia’s Stim: 76/100. Reaction: 53 (Light Moaning). Claudio cums? 75+=52 (NOPE) For some time, Sofia works away at Claudio with her tits and mouth; but, rather swiftly, the motion becomes quite mechanical, leaving him (and admittedly even her) yearning for more. As Sofia’s moans begin to subside, and Claudio shows no signs of wavering, both sides soon realize that they will need to step their game up. 5. Sofia’s Aggression: 5 Crit Fail. Claudio pulls his cock out of Sofia’s cock and mouth AND begins “rubbing pussy”. Stim (D3) 2. Sofia’s Stim: 78/100. Reaction: 91 (Quivering). Luckily, for Mr. Rodriguez, he makes the first move. Abruptly, Claudio pulls his cock from Sofia’s tits and mouth, and raises it to be spread right across the V.O.V’s practically teenage face.  Confidently, he teases her with, both, his commanding size that dwarfs the entire front of her head; and, the sturdiness of his largely unphased, still impressively erect member. With conflicting emotions bubbling up inside, Sofia can’t help but intently stare at the thing with her mouth agape. Expertly, Claudio takes this opportunity to work his hand down and begin playing with our heroine’s exposed pussy. Strategically, the career criminal plans to find her moist and ready to be revved right up; however, what he doesn’t expect, but is rather encouraged to witness, is how Sofia begins to quiver and shake only seconds after he starts the calculated thumbing of her exposed clit. As far as the older man is concerned, Sofia is now at his mercy. 6. Claudio’s Aggression: 17. Sofia’s counter aggression: 16. Claudio keeps “rubbing pussy”. Stim (D3) 3. Sofia’s Stim: 81/100, graduates from “responsive” to “enjoying it”. Reaction: 72 (Shouting). At this point, the Vixen of Vengeance knows that she needs to stop Claudio; but, she can barely bring herself to. Feebly, she brings one hand down to grab at Claudio’s but he easily brushes her off. Immediately, Sofia thinks about making another escape attempt but she doesn’t manage to find the strength. If she had to be completely honest with herself, it’s because the experienced gentleman’s steady fingers working over her pussy just feels TOO GOOD! “AH…OH MY….YES!” Sofia belts out affirmations, trying and largely failing to bite her tongue, as the horny old shut-in rubs away at her hugely underserviced clit.  Frankly, at this point, our lust-struck idol considers it a bit of a moral victory just to keep herself from grabbing at the amazing phallus standing proudly between his legs. 7. Claudio’s Aggression: 91. Claudio begins “teasing pussy entrance” with his cock. Stim (D4) 4. Sofia’s Stim: 85/100. Reaction: 58 (Touching Self). Claudio cums? 80+=22 (NOPE) Note: Claudio got a mild bonus to his cum checks due to the stimulation break he received. “There we go. Let it out. If you like that so much; then, I got sumthin even better for ya” the dominating criminal excitedly bellows, removing his hand from her flooded pussy and promptly guiding his, aforementioned, superior member to those same, welcoming folds. Determined to break this heroic young latina, and feel her cum all over his pride and joy, Claudio makes sure to tease the V.O.V’s rock-hard clit before sliding his phallus down to her proper entrance.  Rightfully, he is overjoyed to watch as, as soon as his cock slips away from its position nestled against Sofia’s engorged clitoris, his seemingly willing partner immediately replaces it with her own fingers, pawing away at her over-aroused lady parts.  Perhaps never before has Claudio seen a more inviting sight than a supposedly virtuous 20 year-old with D-Cup breasts, fervently toying with her pussy, looking up at him, expectantly, to make the next move. Regrettably, that is exactly what Sofia’s doing as, at this point, with her desire to feel the man’s perfect phallus inside of her seldom-used, sopping wet pussy seemingly entirely too great. 8. Claudio’s Aggression: 88. Claudio inserts “just the tip”. Stim (D6) 3. Sofia’s Stim: 88/100. Reaction: 11 (Heavy Breathing). Claudio cums? 70+=62 (NOPE) With little resistance, Claudio does not hesitate to dip the tip of his impressive member right into Sofia’s yearning honey pot.  The V.O.V’s breathing immediately picks up; but, she doesn’t offer much of a reaction as A) she does not yet need to stretch too much to accommodate him; and, B) “just the tip” is far from what SHE WANTS from the controlling older man. 9. Claudio’s Aggression: 93. Claudio finally starts “fucking”. Stim (D6) 2. Sofia’s Stim: 90/100. Reaction: 96 (ORGASM!). Claudio cums? 65+=73 (SPLOOSH!). Bonus stim from creampie (D6) 2. Sofia’s stim: 92/100, graduates from “enjoying it” to “overeager”. Bonus reaction: 36 (Touching Self). At this point, Claudio and Sofia are both more than ready for what comes next. Taking little more than a single deep breath, Claudio rears back and triumphantly takes the proverbial plunge. “Holy…fuck!” the V.O.V exhales, as the criminal makes his move. In one smooth motion, Sofia’s eager young pussy finds itself hungrily gobbling up about 4 more inches of the man’s huge cock. Truly, the older man expected it to be harder to break in the exceedingly tight, nubile heroine; but, by now, she IS remarkably well-lubricated, and that only encouraged him to go right “to town”. Frankly, it’s not long before Claudio loses just about as much control as Sofia has, and goes entirely overboard, plowing away at the accommodating young snatch with reckless abandon, failing to keep any semblance of a conservative pace. Luckily, for him, it doesn’t take too much to please the inexperienced idol. The sensation of Claudio’s incredible size filling her up, and the lustful motion of the man aggressively hammering into her like nothing more than a too for her pleasure, is more than enough. First, the Vixen of Vengeance moans; but, before very long, she begins to scream and shake. “Oh my god! Oh my god! Don’t stop” loudly escapes Sofia’s lips, as she loses herself in the moment, being pounded like never before. Having foolishly overextended himself, Claudio has to desperately keep from cumming to grant his partner’s wish; but, it’s far from the man’s first rodeo, and he somehow manages to get it done. Gratifyingly, only seconds later, the proverbial levee breaks. “I’m…what? Oh my; Oh My GOD!!” Sofia loudly screams out, completely rocked by an all-encompassing ORGASM, which utterly dwarfs the few that she’s had, or possibly only thought she’d had, in her young life. Notably, with her whole body shaking, the V.O.V barely notices as the sensation from her own orgasm forces Claudio to grunt, and cum, right inside of her spasming, pleasure-filled pussy. Humiliatingly, after the very first wave hits, our idol instinctively reacts by leaning up and kissing Claudio, while he’s still inside her, only furthering the lecherous man’s sense of accomplishment.  Of course, eventually, Claudio does pull himself away to catch a breather and Sofia is left to do little more than lay there, beet red, heavily breathing, and staring up at the ceiling, lost in the pure ecstasy that such an unlikely source has just given to her.  Pleasantly stunned, by the time Claudio returns to her, all the V.O.V has managed to do is slide her hand down, between her legs, and play with her pussy, squeezing out some of, both, she and Claudio’s bodily fluids.  Still, some semblance of those juices remain quite deep inside of her well-treated hole. Checking 75/25 (25 being the safer week of the month) to see how fertile young Sofia’s womb is: mercifully, it IS a “safe” day, so Claudio’s going to need some real strong swimmers to accomplish anything here. Claudio’s semen potency (D100): 12. There’s no way these two are compatible to conceive here today; but, that won’t stop Claudio from trying. Rolling to see if Claudio has yet another round in him, or if that’s it for this encounter. 76+: 91! Damn, our horny little heroine is in BIG trouble now, already one orgasm close to permanent defeat. This time, Claudio has the overeager Sofia at his mercy; so, we will do a 81+ check for Sofia to come to her senses and take over. Otherwise, Claudio will be the aggressor.  Checking 81+ for Sofia to be the aggressor: 42. The unlikely stallion gets to pick right back up where he left off. (For this 4th phase, Claudio has reached his goal and will continue to try and plow Sofia’s tight, little pussy into submission. For fear of a pregnancy, which we (the readers) all know will not be forthcoming, a desperate Sofia will try to steer her dominant partner towards her virgin asshole instead) As the Vixen of Vengeance lays, sprawled across Claudio’s silk sheets, slowly recovering from her powerful orgasm, Sofia can barely believe her eyes as her middle-aged pleasurer rather quickly returns to her side with a noticeably hardening member between his legs.  Faster than she can even manage to sit up, the V.O.V finds herself caught staring at a grinning Claudio, who is tugging on his huge, again rock-hard meat pole. “Let me get back in there” Claudio excitedly beams, intentionally twitching the large tower of flesh between his legs. “No, I can’t…” Sofia barely catches her breath. Verbally, she protests, yet the idol manages to put up no physical defense. Exasperated, and ultimately pleasantly numb, all Sofia can muster is a stone-face; her best attempt at concealing, from the gangster, just how much she wants him back inside of her; however, in any event, it’s no longer about what she wants. Claudio starts with upper-hand due to being pre-established aggressor 1. Claudio returns to teasing Sofia’s pussy entrance. Stim (D4) 1. Sofia’s Stim: 93/100. Reaction: 65 (Quivering). Claudio Cums? 100+: 15 (NOPE) Frankly, it’s all about what Claudio wants, as he completes his last steps towards the sexually conquered heroine before him, and places his large rod against her supple mound. To the career criminal’s amusement, Sofia begins heavily exhaling, and her eyes start rolling the very second that he slides his heavy cockhead back down across her drenched pussy lips. With, in his estimation, a gorgeous, inexperienced, slut-in-training at his complete mercy, Claudio immediately begins to tease the V.O.V’s sensitive lips, and clit, intent on making sure that she’s properly lubricated for him to penetrate even deeper than ever before. Over and over again, Claudio uses a firm hand to guide his thick, pussy-hungry penis head against the V.O.V’s already eager lady parts, at a torrid, yet deliberate pace. Before long, he is rewarded with the sight of the buxom, young latina beginning to shake and quiver underneath him; a telltale sign that her sweet hole is ripe for the plucking once again. 2. Claudio’s Aggression: 98. Claudio easily slides his tip in then gets right back to fucking. Stim (D6) 6. Sofia’s Stim: 99/100. Reaction: 75 (Quivering). Claudio cums? 90+=20 (NOPE) Wisely recognizing that there’s no time like the present, Claudio almost instantly lines his mammoth member up with the V.O.V’s narrow entrance. Taken with his expert teasing, Sofia can’t help but crane her neck forward, bite her lip, and gawk at the middle-aged pervert who is about to reinsert his incredible length, deep into her dripping, 20 year-old twat. Of course, the man’s cock is something to marvel at but; somehow, now that he’s given her an orgasm so much greater than anyone (or anything) before, Claudio’s lustful gaze and thick, powerful build make her almost as uncontrollably horny as his amazing phallus. Somewhat disgustingly, Claudio actually spits on his own dick, right before getting down to business, and even that doesn’t turn our heroine off. “Time to make that little pussy pur some more” the lecherous older man confidently decrees, just as he leans forward. Gradually, the experienced womanizer begins to enter the supposed idol’s sweltering tunnel, expecting to have to diligently work his way deeper. As such, Claudio is overjoyed to receive almost no resistance until he returns to the depth that he previously reached. “Oh, you’re eating me up, bitch. Nice try; but, you’re all mine this time. I’m going to break you in!” Claudio defiantly notes the involuntarily response of our heroine’s cock-starved box, right before he begins furiously pounding the insanely welcoming, aforementioned snatch, as though it owes him something. https://lh7-us.googleusercontent.com/VXh_Vx8St6TudMlxy3V9wKXXiRsiIsM6zVcYIpam4RkY8KzgR1eb9BKZXcsD... With her legs admittedly jellied, Sofia is left powerless but whimper, shake, and quiver under the older gentleman’s sex-crazed onslaught. Truly, she knows she should be stopping him; but, at this point, He’s just pounding her TOO FUCKING GOOD! 3. Claudio’s Aggression: 67. Claudio gives Sofia a “balls deep” pounding. Stim (D8) 6. Sofia’s Stim: 100/100, Sofia graduates from “overeager” to “lost in ecstasy” and is maxed out on the stimulation/reaction scale. Reaction: 77 (ORGASM!). Claudio cums? 80+=19 (NOPE) In complete and utter control of the V.O.V’s perky, nubile body, Claudio enjoys a feeling, perhaps, beyond pride as he hammers away, forcing the inexperienced heroine to let out brief, sharp whimpers of joy, which make it sound like she might just break down and scream his name at any moment. Of course, the career criminal would like to make this an inevitability, and has plans even further beyond that, so he’s well aware that he needs to intensify his “attack”. With this being far from his first time in this position, Claudio knows exactly what he wants to do; but, he’s not 100% sure whether the V.O.V will go for it.  Regardless, he makes his move, throwing Sofia’s flexible legs above her head where he is able to succinctly lock her in a mating press.  Incredibly, the Vixen of Vengeance doesn’t even protest; she merely lays back and enjoys every moment of it. Triumphant, Claudio slightly repositions himself then drives his great shaft as close to balls deep as he can reach; until his glorious head rubs against Sofia’s previously  untouched cervix. Temporarily, he rests, fully inserted inside of her, and almost lovingly stares down at the V.O.V’s content, glazed over eyes; then, perhaps more turned-on than at any point of his substantially longer life, Claudio starts to move. He does so slow, at first, garnering moans from his night’s partner, as he savors every unexplored centimeter of this beautiful latina’s inexperienced twat; then, once he feels that he has her properly warmed-up, he picks up the pace. “Ah…oh my…ah, don’t…awww!” Sofia fails to bite her tongue as Claudio works her over with controlled, deep, rhythmic strokes. “That’s it girl, enjoy yourself. Worship the cock” the stout aggressor bellows, admiring his handiwork. “Just shut up and fuck me” Sofia stifles, embarrassed by the words coming out of her mouth; but, too desperate not to make the request. Elated, Claudio cracks a smile; then, he does exactly what he was told to do.  Extra motivated, the veteran womanizer immediately picks up the tempo and the force that he’s using, causing thunderous sensations that the V.O.V can’t help but relish in. Stunningly, it feels as though time stands still as the stocky older stallion repeatedly strikes deeper than any man’s ever gone before. Soon, Sofia finds herself lost in ecstasy and even the pain of his gargantuan member hammering her cervix is gradually replaced with a certain euphoria; one of being so thoroughly filled. Now, the supposedly virtuous idol is truly putty in his hands (and on his dick).  “Oh, that’s…dont stop; DON’T STOP!” Sofia almost automatically belts out, only egging the hungry animal, on top of her, on. Incited by her lascivious request, Claudio immediately leans in, firmly grabs a hold of the V.O.V’s neck and uses her as an anchor point to help him begin to thrust as vigorously as he physically can “That’s it. Scream for the dick, baby. Who’s your daddy?” Claudio aggressively, yet quietly mutters. https://lh7-us.googleusercontent.com/jlkxQybBnod_qapW9TkacQaXUStLSYkW8TOdg_p586whcfZRqRsHc9vj9CTM... “You; you’re…you’re gonna make me….I’M GOING TO CUM!” Sofia blissfully succumbs to, both, her insatiable desire and her partner’s unwavering assault, enduring her second large ORGASM of their encounter. Instantly, her peripheral muscles relax, whilst her core and legs begin to uncontrollably shake, rocked by her massive climax, brought on by the sheer, expert penetration of her one-time lover’s mammoth meat. As the V.O.V’s gorgeous eyes roll into the back of her head, this time, Claudio steals a kiss of his own. At this point, this has become the type of sex that our young idol naively believed you could only have with someone you love. As Sofia’s orgasm gradually subsides, she soon comes to expect to have her womb filled up by the remainder of the aged criminal’s thick seed; yet, she makes no move to stop it. Bittersweetly, even with his illustrious cock soaked in a blossoming superheroine’s orgasmic pussy juices, Claudio is not quite ready to pack it in. 4. Claudio’s Aggression: 7. Sofia’s counter aggression: 37. Claudio continues drilling Sofia “balls deep”. Sofia’s Stim: 100/100. Reaction: 71 (Quivering). Claudio cums? 75+=25 (NOPE) Exhausted, Sofia is left to do little more than remain stationary, while the veteran lawbreaker continues to lay his proverbial pipe, nearly balls deep, in her expertly stretched twat. Before long, the V.O.V’s body begins to excitedly quiver, once more, as another orgasm threatens to build. Almost helpless while Claudio works, Sofia continues to do little more than lay there; a whimpering fuckdoll impaled on the end of the older man’s superior phallus. “How are you so fucking GOOD?” our heroine manages to weakly question, in the midst of her womb’s pillaging. “Years of experience, and a cock that no little, horny slut like you can resist. Now, let’s get you ready for the big finish” Claudio gloats, arching the idol’s back, even further, so that she has zero hope of escaping the primitive drive of his glorious weapon. 5. Claudio’s Aggression: 72. Claudio starts fingering Sofia’s clit while pounding away. Sofia’s Stim: 100/100. Reaction: 18 (Touching self). Claudio cums? 70+=83 (SPLOOSH!). Bonus reaction for creampie: 99 (MINDBROKEN)-Sofia will offer no more resistance until Claudio is done with her. Once the dominant mobster has the Vixen of Vengeance folded up exactly how he likes, he wastes no time in releasing her shoulders and neck, and bringing one hand over, to finger her throbbing clit. Lost in ecstasy, Sofia quickly replaces Claudio’s digits with her own, eagerly priming herself for even further stimulation; however, the sight of the V.O.V expressing her pure desire, combined with the obvious comfort of her slick, warm snatch, is all the kept man needs to finally push him over the edge. “Agghh…” Claudio musters an understated groan, as he forcefully empties (at least) most of what he has left into his partner’s begging hole. https://lh7-us.googleusercontent.com/EuOpyV-pn8zvAENsoCwXPKltpF3u21o86Yo1v1IkSv4pAgtMFK_Fmlm8AH5N... This time, in spite of its lesser volume, and perhaps because she’s not lost in the immediate throws of orgasm, Sofia feels the heated sensation of the criminal’s cum deposit more thoroughly. As our heroine feels the man’s seed grace her womb, her whole body still vibrating from what feels like her toes to the ends of the hairs on her head, something inside of the supposed idol breaks. Fortuitously, dependent on perspective, this is not another orgasm coming on but, instead, a temporary MIND BREAK. Sofia has finally reached a point of stimulation, bliss, and pure ecstasy where in SHE WILL ALLOW CLAUDIO TO DO WHATEVER HE WANTS TO HER until this confrontation is completely over! Well, we might as well get right to it: rolling to see if Claudio has one last round in him. 100+: 66. Mercifully, Claudio’s finally out of steam AND NOT A SECOND TOO SOON. Fortunately, for our heroine, Claudio is finally spent; so, instead of continuing on, the criminal gradually pulls out of her; then, he lays down right beside her. Both heavily breathing, profusely sweating, beet red, pleasantly numb, and utterly exhausted, the temporary couple stares up at the ceiling, for quite awhile, trying to regain some strength.  To Claudio’s amusement, Sofia reaches over and holds his amazing, waning member in her comfortable hand while they very slowly recover; but, their sexual activity is definitely done for the night. After several minutes of afterglow, the Vixen of Vengeance finally comes to her senses, gets up, and starts to rapidly get dressed. “Alright, a deal’s a deal. What do you have to tell me about your brother?” Sofia eventually gets back to business. Rolling for Interrogation: (Will be done at D30, minimum 10, due to difficulty of confrontation, but not higher as it’s pre-established he doesn’t have precise answers) and the roll is…28 = 28% + 28% previously (Sofia is now 56% to Rodriguez’s Location. 56/100) “The only one who’ll actually be able to tell you where he’s living is his ex-wife” Claudio informs our, now, again black leather-clad heroine. “Okay, tell me where she is” the V.O.V quickly forces. “That, I don’t know” Claudio immediately admits. “Seriously?” Sofia virtually snaps. “He keeps her cashed away too. What I do know is she’s an absolute freak, and that’s coming from me” the elder Rodriguez muses. “SO?!” our heroine seethes, starting to believe that this was all for not. “I know who has been supplying her with her kinky ass toys for the last 30 years. They ship ‘em to her now. They’ll have her address; and, I’ll give you theirs” Claudio finally gets to the point. “You just put me through all of that…for this?” the V.O.V barks, incredulously rolling her eyes. “I felt your perfect little pussy cum all over my dick. Don’t pretend you got nothing out of the deal” the veteran criminal proudly grandstands.  Embarrassed, Sofia merely hands Claudio her phone to type in the address of her next destination, gathers the remainder of her gear and weaponry, and prepares to make her escape. “Feel free to come on back here when the idol game gets old, or those powers get fucked out of you, and those boys your age just can’t cut it” her archnemesis’ brother teases the V.O.V, making her uncomfortable enough to exit the dwelling…for good.

Chapter 3 - Kinusha - Draenei Huntress

Kinusha is a draenei huntress, her skills lie in taming beasts of even the very most exotic origin and unparalleled marksmanship. Beyond that she is a very accomplished engineer, and she's built all manner of machinations and toys. When I really ponder it, all things she builds are in some manner toys as well as whatever practical functions they preform, they fill that as a secondary role. "Fill" really is The Verb to go for here, since that is what her toys usually do, in some manner. On the subject of manners, she's a little naive at times, and it's not for nothing that Civin calls her "Shortfuse". Still, she is intelligent, quick witted and apt when it comes to battlefield protocol and basic tactics. In looks, she's a bit above average height with shapely breast, not gargantuan in size, but considerable. She's got ashen, matte-black hair framing her face, one of pure, sexual, beauty. Her eyes glow with the normal blue, but they are keen and glimmer with mischief and happiness. This isn't always true, for example; when she takes aim or when she's working on some project of hers. She smiles all the while, full lips curled, seductively or simply in enjoyment. Aside from this she has a scar across her back, from left shoulder blade down towards her right buttock. That one is accompanied by another, both equally shapely, together they form a butt big enough for grabbing, but by no means huge. It's adorned by tail, strong and flexible, this is turn is decorated by a thick golden ring about 1/3 down it's length. The ring is by her own design, containing a magical core, letting it vibrate in tune with any magic channeled through it. Aside from this her clit is pierced, a golden ring inlaid with an emerald. Now, Kinusha isn't as much a lesbian as she rejects any copulation with men. So if it's not a guy, chances are it might be in her sights. Most of the time though, she's got her sights squarely on her partner Lunadrin, a former Druid turned Huntress. Lunadrin bears much resemblance to a Night Elf with lightly blue skin but there's a lingering portion of her feral self to her person. This manifests as silken fur the color of deep seas, dark marine blue on her forearms and shins, ending in humanoid hands and feet, but with a hint of paw-pads and each digit ends in a claw rather than a nails. From her green hair, hanging a bit below her shoulders in length, two feline ear's the same color protrude. She also has a feline tail in the same color and texture. In a time when Lunadrin was a full druid, but trapped in Cat Form and her self lost, Kinusha hunted her down. After a glancing hit from her rifle, which cause a wound along her back from the left buttock up towards her right shoulder blade, Kinusha tamed her as a pet. From this she bares a scar, mirroring Kinusha's own. She also bears a clit piercing, hers a truesilver ring with a moon covered in intricate druidic designs and a fine collar of exotic leather, ghost iron links and a small plate marking her as Kinusha's.

Chapter 0 - No Dominion

     My footsteps echo as I step into the old fencing hall, now new again.  I have seen its burned ruins, covered with ash and moss, but this time it is as I first saw it, as it was when my parents were here.  All thanks to her.      I know now she was behind all this.  The fencing hall, the note promising I would vanish away, the threats and temptations the Duelists have had all this past week.  She has been trying to turn everything against me, and now I want to know why.      If I told Utena or the others, they would of course say it was too dangerous for me to go alone.  They have many of the same suspicions of her that I do, and for much better reason.  She stole Juri-sempai's locket.  She humiliated Saionji-san in front of the kendo club.  She dated Kozue-chan to get to Miki-kun.  She was probably the one who tried to steal my father's fencing saber from my room.        That's why I have it with me.  To defend myself.  Or possibly to see why she wanted it.  I have to know for sure -- why she hates me so, why she did so much to spite me.  I have to know if my crazy hunch is right.  The others would say it still isn't safe, of course.  I have almost no training with it.  I'm not a fighter like they are.  I'm just an ordinary girl, thrust into something I don't understand.  But I am here anyway.      She is not in the entry hall, or the fencing gyms, or the locker room where we first met.  Nowhere on the ground floor.  But in the back, I find stairs leading downwards, and hear a faint sound echoing through them.  I descend.      There is something odd about this place.  I can feel the weight of its past pressing in on me.  Did she really burn it down, so many years ago?  I have seen the wreckage, but it is here now.  Somehow, in this place, the answer is both 'no' and 'yes.'  The possibilities swirl around me, whispering of 'what ifs' and 'might-have-beens' in my ear, telling me of worlds that never were.      ...or perhaps it's just the wind.      She's got me far too nervous.      In the basement, the light of evening slants through the casement windows, set high into the walls, sending dusty light across racks of old foils and musty fencing suits.  Pads and mats, tattered and moth-eaten, cover the ground.  In the center of the room, I see a suit and mask lying on the floor, torn and shredded.      And, standing over it, her.      "So, you've come at last, Princess."  She faces away from me, looking down on the torn suit.  "You've figured it all out."      I nod shakily, clutching father's saber to my chest.  "Yes... at last," I whisper.  So many things had come together, and in this place, I suddenly know I was right.  Chigusa's face in the old yearbooks she had tried to hide.  The reports in the archived school newspapers of this fencing hall burning down fifteen years ago today -- the day mother and father got married.  Why the town seemed so different to her.  Why she reacted the way she did to mentions of my parents.      Why she hates me so.      "It had to be today, you know," she says.  "When the Prince loses her duel to me.  When I get the power to bring revolution to the world, then I'll be able to change anything.  And what I'll change is what happened that day.  She will die in the fire I set.  I will marry him.  And you..."  She looks back over her shoulder at me for a moment.  "You will vanish away."      I gasp.  She looks at me strangely.  "It's true, you know.  You'll never have existed," she says conversationally.  "You won't even know what happened, my Snow White.  But the poison apple will work this time.  The Wicked Queen will win."  She looks at the saber at my breast and smiles.  "All I need now... is a weapon.  His weapon."      "No!" I shout.  "I won't give it to you.  Utena is..."      "Utena?"  Her face twists into a smile.  "Your Prince can't save you now, dear.  But if you insist..."      She turns with the speed of lightning.  The saber she holds, hidden by her body before, flashes out, lunging to strike my hand, to knock my father's saber away.      *CLANG*      And our swords clash.  I can't even remember twisting it in my grip, but now I hold it in the fencing stance Juri-sempai took such pains to teach me. Chigusa's eyes widen as we stand there locked together.  Then her face hardens, her smile turns feral.      The battle is joined.      And now it is over.      Her saber goes flying off into the air, clattering to the ground behind a rack of masks.  She stares, wide-eyed at me, unbelieving.  I am breathing heavily, exhausted by the exertion, my head swimming in a daze.  But my saber is steady in my hand.      "No..." she whispers.      She falls forward, barely catching herself on the edge of a counter.  The fight has gone out of her, I realize, and with that my saber finally falls from my nerveless fingers.  I quickly roll it under the same counter with my foot, before she gets any ideas.      Now my hands are shaking.      As I stare at her, as she stares at me, I look deep into her eyes.  I see myself reflected there, but so much more.  Through my daze, I see all the other people I could have been.  Myself alone, descending into darkness in a confessional elevator.  Myself riding into the night in a fast car, the passenger of someone else's will.      I take hold of her shoulders to steady myself, to steady her.  Images flash through my mind, reeling and swirling.  Utena kissing the tears from my eyes.  Juri-sempai kissing my brow.  Handing me a locket.      "You shouldn't exist, dammit.  He should have been mine.  Not hers.  Mine."      I lunge forth to kiss Miki-kun on his (surprised, very surprised) lips.  I tenderly take Saionji-san's mouth.  Touga-san's.      "She was the weak one."  Tears are rolling down her cheeks.  Such a strange sight.  Such a betrayal of her wickedness.  "I was stronger, smarter, better.  I beat her.  But she still won.  And I had to be the Wicked Queen."      I feel Anthy's hands soaping my slick back, rubbing the stress from my muscles.  All right, I say, now it's my turn.  I feel my hands running over her back, her sides, 'accidentally' slipping to cup her firm breasts, feeling her hard nipples pressing into my palms...      Chigusa looks at me.  Such despair.  Such sadness.  She's had nothing else for so long.  Since before I was born.  I was only born by the grace of her loss.  I see a lone, final tear, starting its long journey of pain.      I cannot help myself.  My lips brush against it, taking its salt into my mouth, its sadness into my soul.      "I love you," I whisper.      She gasps, eyes wide with shock and fear, and I press my lips to hers.  She tastes of the smoke of old fires, and salt again, the salt of so many years of sadness.  How could I not have seen it from the first?  She hated me out of envy of me for living, of my mother for loving, of my father for his happy ending.  She wanted to live, to be happy.  To love.  Instead she lived a life alone.  A death alone.      She pulls away.  "Please... no," she whispers.  "You have to fear me.  To hate me.  I'm stealing away your father, your friends, your life..."  I look into her eyes again, seeing the fear in them as her life loses all certainty, all rationality.  "I can't let you...  I'm not..."      "Shhh."  I press my finger to her lips.  I feel so confident now.  So bold.  My world has finally fallen into place.  "I know.  But I still love you.  Even for all you've done."      I kiss her again, and she does not resist this time.  I can feel her body tremble as I enfold her in my arms, as she struggles with her urges.  Will she embrace me?  Will she flee from me?  Will she take my neck in her hands and gently strangle the life from me, as she tried once?  I almost wouldn't mind, I realize in surprise, if only it would make her happy.  Dying in her arms...  perhaps it really is a small price for love.  I never would have believed it until now.      But death is not waiting for me today.  I feel her body drain of tension, and slowly relax against me.  She does not embrace me, not yet, but I feel her stomach, her hips, her breasts against mine.  The warmth of her body surrendering to me.      Gently, I pull away from our kiss and lower my head, kissing the hollow of her throat, then the space between her breasts.  How could I ever have mistaken her for a man, I wonder as I slide a hand under the lacing of her bodice, rubbing her nipple, already firming as I touch it.  I saw her that first time in the fencing hall and thought her so handsome.  So beautiful.  She is both, I realize as I pull apart the lacings and gently slide her shirt off.  But beautiful first.      I have seen other girls naked before, of course.  Some very beautiful, too.  I remember Juri-sempai in the shower after fencing practice, water rushing down her body and between her breasts as we talked of our old wounds.  I remember Utena showering, too.  We had played basketball at midnight, and I watched her afterwards, rubbing her whole body with a soapy washcloth and squeezing the water from her long, beautiful hair.  I remember the shame of being so aroused, and the envy of their perfect bodies.  But Chigusa puts them to shame.  Her breasts are not at all large, standing so perfectly on her thin frame, those of an athlete, not a model.  Her stomach has not an inch of excess fat on it.  Her arms are perfectly formed, subtle muscles giving strength to her beauty.      I take a nipple into my mouth, and she gasps again, as I feel it fully hardening between my lips.  I run my tongue over it, gently tease it with my teeth.  She slowly leans backwards, and I guide her down onto a mat left on the floor long ago, to catch the athletes who fell.  She finally responds, wrapping her arms around me as she lies on her back.  One hand slides upwards to rub the back of my head, clutching me to her bosom as I gently suckle her, the other running lower, past the edge of the wickedly short skirt of my uniform...      Cold electricity runs up my spine as she slips the hand beneath my skirt, running a hand over my bottom, tracing lines on my panties.  No one has ever touched me like that before, and the reality of it is beyond even my wildest dreams, childish as they were.  She is hesitant, uncertain, but it doesn't matter; the mere fact that it is her would be more than enough even if she were completely incompetent.  And, I realize as her hand strays lower, and I cry out involuntarily, she is not.      We slip out of the rest of our clothes quickly.  She toys with the tie of my uniform for a moment as she pulls it undone; I slide her pants and panties off her hips, marveling that such a daring girl would wear simple white cotton.  Naked, we fall into each others arms again.  I run my hand through her long blue curls, and she gently tugs at one of my braids, trying to remove the ring that holds the end together.  She gives up as I nuzzle at her cheek, and our bodies meld together.  She is taller than I am, but she moves her hips so that her sex touches mine, and I feel sparks as our clitorises press together.  I rub against her reflexively, each tiny motion sending new waves of dazzling warmth through my body as our mounds slide against each other, dampening each others skin and hair with our arousal.      Chigusa runs a hand across my shoulder, down my side.  Our eyes stare into each other as she traces my ribcage, touches my navel.  And then she slips between my legs.  I bite my lip to keep from crying out again as she rolls my clitoris between two fingers, nearly overwhelming me with the intensity.  She slides the fingers around the edges of my lips, traces spirals on my inner thighs.  Then one finger slips inside of me, and I cannot suppress a moan as I feel its pressure inside me.  Another finger joins it, then a third, and a fourth, each one stretching me farther than I would have dreamed possible.  Her thumb plays across my clitoris, her fingers writhe inside me, and I can't hold back any longer.  My back arches, my arms clutch her tightly to me, and I am distantly aware of how loud I cry out as an orgasm -- my first -- hits me full force.      Slowly, I regain my senses, as the aftershocks of pleasure fade from my body.  Chigusa is holding me, stroking my back and hair, her cheek pressed against mine.  I lift my head, try to focus on her eyes for a moment, then kiss her deeply, dancing my tongue against hers.  Her attentions and the thrill of all we have done have worn me out, and my limbs feel like dead weight, but I don't want to stop.  I run my hands across the line of her chin, then slide down her body.  Her breasts slide under my hands, her belly, slick with sweat, the bones of her hip pressing against the skin.  I see her thatch of pale blue hair, just slightly darker than that on her head, and the more precious bits beneath.      She whispers my name as I gently kiss the lips before me once.  Then I move lower, kissing my way up one inner thigh and down the other.  I run my tongue along the edges of her lips, from the bottom almost to the hood, stopping just short of the clitoris, tantalizing her.   She moans and clutches at my head, drawing me in closer, twining her fingers in my hair.      I push the tip of my tongue just barely between her lips.  The taste of her wetness is so strange, but I find I rather like it.  Slowly, I draw my tongue up, then remove it entirely as I kiss her clitoris, holding onto her hips as a shudder runs through her body.  I carefully take it between my lips and circle it with my tongue.  She cries out, arching backwards and clutching me to her.  I delicately stroke her hood with my tongue, then gently, gently close my teeth on it...      She comes.  Crying my name, clutching me to her, her body bucking up and down, and I find a small orgasm rushing through my own body as I see her in exquisite, beautiful ecstasy.  She is beautiful.  I love her.  And to see her like this...  I would do anything to stay in this moment of bliss forever.      I want to do more.  I want to feel every inch of her body, to make her cry in beautiful pleasure for an eternity.  I want to feel her hands, her tongue, her body on mine forever, taking me to my limits and beyond.  But my body is exhausted with all we have done, and so is hers.  We are slick with sweat, breathing deeply, our hearts beating so fast.  Crawling upwards, I cradle her in my arms again.  Her eyes are already almost closed, but she smiles at me.  The first true smile I have seen on her, untwisted by malice or fear.  Her joy means as much to me as any of the orgasms we have had, if not more.  And with my heart free and soaring at last, I drift to sleep, holding her warm form to me, feeling her heart beat with mine.      I wake alone.      It is morning; the sun shines through the casement windows high above, and morning birds sing in the distance.  Soot streaks the once-pristine walls, illuminated by the shafts of morning light.  My clothes are scattered beside the mat, but hers are gone.      I am alone.      I dress in silence, and hurry up the stairs.  The fencing hall is a ruin again, burned almost to the ground.  I make my way to the locker room where we first met.  The lockers are merely cold, twisted lumps of metal; the wall with its calendar and strange mural merely blackened stone.      My foot taps against something intact in the wreckage, near the former lockers.  Reaching into the cold, dead ashes, I pull out a cracked wooden nametag, loosely bound in dangling loops of red thread.  The name on it is my father's.  His mark from his time in the fencing club.  I remember Wakaba-chan telling me of an old Ohtori superstition: that if you tie your beloved's nametag in red thread and hide it in your locker, their love will be yours.  And I remember the ghost stories of my childhood, and how the ghosts always needed something precious to tie them to this world.      I almost begin to cry.  But she wouldn't want that.      It comes as little surprise that nobody, not even Utena, remembers Chigusa or what she did.  It is as if she never existed.  Nor am I shocked when mother calls and tells me father has fallen ill, and she needs my help to care for him.  I don't mind.  There is nothing more to bind me here.      I say my goodbyes to them all on the steps of the school.  Utena, Anthy, Miki-kun, Juri-sempai, Touga-san, even Saionji-san.  I look each of them in the eye, and remember what I felt in the fencing hall.  Could I really have loved them all, if this were another world?  Could they really have loved me?      But those worlds are not this one.  Happy memories are all we share.  I shall miss them, but not forever.  They have their own lives to lead.  They have their own loves to find.      I have found mine.      And I carry her token in my bag, wrapped in red thread.      We'll meet again, Chigusa.  I promise.

Chapter 5 - After a while "Mistresses" becomes annoying.

Aeshan wasn't sure of how long the two had been stuffing her, every possible combination of the three dicks in her two lower cock-holes had been done. After Sanbriza had her way with her pussy and Naesha had gotten her first taste of what it's like to cram both her lengths in one hole, they had simply continued. To Aeshan, it had all been a blur, but she vaguely recalled an emptiness, a feeling of her ass not being used for a while, and all the while she had been panting, moaning, drooling... She deduced, they must have managed to sink all three lengths into her pussy at once, if opportunity presented itself, she would have to ask for that to be done to her in a more sentient state, because the resounding orgasm from the two had filled her up to a new brim, before her body had adjusted and absorbed the excess cum. The peak of pleasure that Aeshan herself had hit at the time actually led to her asshole gushing out excess cum from earlier. That had greatly enticed Sanbriza to try and do the same thing to her backside, but at that point the pair had hit the limits for their toy. So they had pulled out, stepped back, and Aeshan had fallen away, drifting down on her back, once again, floating in mid-air. The sweat covering her body gathering in droplets as it ran down her form, but it too was affected by the spell holding her body afloat, as such, it did not fall. Beside the fact that she was this time on her back, some other things weren't like when she had woken, what felt like days ago. Unlike then, her arms were not spread outwards, but limply hanging down from her sides, and beside her thighs staying spread and up, her feet were also dangling towards the floor. Cum oozed out from between her spread legs in a steady stream, and it dripped from every part of her lower body. Her head was lolling backwards, mouth agape, if it was left that way after a screeching moan of orgasm, a way for her body to breath more easily, or an invitation to fill it up, was hard to tell. *Naesha and Sanbriza stood side by side, their bodies glistening with sweat, and from the waist down at least, other fluids too. Their cocks were drenched in the trio's mixed sexual juices and they were... still hard. The combined powers of their fel auras working in sync, symbiotically draining and feeding of off each other, keeping them on an unending sexual high.* "I know you haven't had a stab at her throat... but I could really use some, and unless you're offering yours, I think I'm going to take what's presented." *Naesha shrugged, and her full lips curled into a sly grin.* Oh I don't mind at all, last time I had a hard time getting her throat off of me, to a point where even if she had to go, she left a couple of mirror images behind to take her place. *Sanbriza's eyes light up with a joyous flair to their fel, corrupting light.* "It keeps surprising me how natural she is... if I could get Sinastra to use her talents like that... oh well, in time..." *Sanbriza's voice trailed off as she lined up with lip-adorned cock-socket, in and one thrust her entire length was sheathed in the tight hole. Aeshan's eyes shot open, after having her throat un-used for so long, the sudden intrusion prompted what would have been a loud moan, had her lips not been stretched around the demonic length stuffing her throat. Instead, all that could be heard was a gurgling hum and the lewd noise of fucking, as the vibrations of her throat caressed Sanbriza's pistoning cock. Naesha watched, marveling at the clearly visible bulge, moving up and down as the warlock fucked her pets throat. Once she was satisfied that Sanbriza was sufficiently caught up in what she was doing, Naesha started moving. With a few long strides, she found herself directly behind Sanbriza, her smirk widens at what she see. Even though the same mixture coating her own dicks has run down over the pussy and ass before her to a point where you can't tell if it's either gotten wet on it's own, the clearly visible swelling of the nether lips and the slight autonomous spreading of both holes, clearly spell out their combined neediness to be stuffed with rigid, veiny slabs of meat. Naesha has no wish of letting Sanbriza detect her intentions and neither does she wish to delay what's to come. As she grabs onto Sanbriza from behind, breast mashing against shoulder blades and twins finding their respective targets, she sends a silent thanks to Sinastra for letting her in on the warlock's desperate need to be filled properly. Of course, had she shouted her thanks with some volume, Sinastra would have heard it. Of course, that would have given the gnome's scheme away, and her understanding was that the little mage was quite content with watching it come to frutation. To those who knew her, this was to be expected, Sinastra had always been an observer, a schemer, just like Sanbriza herself had been, before she had taken a more direct approach to everything.* "Ahhh... well, ohh this was highly unexpected." *Sanbriza could now observe two bulges, one on the throat she was impaling, and one stretching her own abdomen with the girth of Naesha's upper twin. The change was subtle, but instantaneous. Sanbriza's superiority vanished with the wanton moan that escaped her lips as Naesha pushed further, doubly hilting herself and pressing Sanbriza the last bit into the hole she was occupying. She leaned herself forwards, bending until her face was buried in the mess she had previously helped making. Well there she didn't hesitate to start lapping at the raw, abused, cunt before her. In between the hungry laps of her tongue, she still managed to taunt Naesha one more time.* "Are you just gonna stand there... or are you going to fuck us already?" *Naesha laughed and started pulling back, as she did,so too was Sanbriza's length exiting Aeshan's throat. What Sanbriza had said was really true, she would in effect, be fucking both of them.* You filthy wench, to think it was this easy to make you submit... if I hadn't needed you get these marvelous tools, I would have done this ages ago... by the light, you're tight! I bet you fantasize about selling yourself out to the lowest of demons, just letting them continuously pound away at you in any which way they like until you're reduced to something even lower than the dragon beneath you! Oh I'll show you a real fucking, beyond what a lowly minion can deliver, this a mistresses reward! *As Naesha deliver her speech, she picks up pace, noting how Sanbriza's inside's suckle and tighten around her lengths. Her holes not seeming to simply be a pair of greedy sheaths, but also two hungry mouths at the same time.* Oh you nasty whore, you couldn't keep from transforming your own insides to please me further! I guess it's my time to be impressed, or it would be, if it wasn't to be expected of a good fuck-toy to do so. *Sanbriza has given up on trying to move her tongue on her own, and simply keep the unnaturally long, wet muscle draped across the mound she's trying to please, letting the rocking motions of Naesha's thrusting do the work for her. All the while, said thrusting is pushing everyone involved towards an inevitable crescendo. Aeshan is for the first time in hours aware of her oncoming peak, the previous uncountable ones, simply struck her. Now, even with something stretching her throat, the 'licking' is a much more tender touch than anything that preceded it. Sanbriza wouldn't admit it, but even the rutting Sinastra gave her after testing the first batch of her 'futa-flask', hadn't been enough. Not that it had been unsatisfactory in any way, but it had simply not been enough. Though now, doubly penetrated and cock lodged in a snug orifice, she can tell the first, of a series of massive orgasms, is building. Naesha isn't only being pushed by the fact that she's repeatedly and at a high frequency, hilting herself in fel-morphed holes, literary made for fucking. No, it wasn't just that, it was the power too, it was the overpowering of the one who had so casually called her 'Pet'. That was awesomely exhilarating and equally satisfying.* Demon, you should count yourself lucky, in another time, I might have simply smitten you down. But now, I will allow myself to bless your insides, and you better not spill. *Then the ecstatic high hit them like a wave; first it struck Aeshan, her body going taut and her pussy gushing juices onto the waiting tongue. Then the taste flooding her mouth combined with the sudden tightening of the sleeve she was using, pushed Sanbriza over. Her erection spewed it's bittersweet spunk into the convulsing throat whilst both of her holes grasped at their respective invaders, milking them for their release. With that, the wave of pleasure kept rolling, Naesha unable to hold back against the feelings assaulting her virile pair, pushed herself in, all the way to the root. Then she came, and she came hard, all throughout the mind-blowing event, she stayed still, riding it out on the collected sensations of the moment.* Not bad... but I still have much to give, and I will do so, until we all give out. *Hours passed, maybe days, no one involved lost track of time entirely at one point or another, even Sanbriza's little gnome did. When even the ripe aura surrounding them couldn't convince Naesha that she wasn't entirely sated, she succumbed to exhaustion. As she sat down against the rocky wall, drifting off, she admired the scene before her. Each time Sanbriza had slipped out of consciousness, the spells at work had dissipated gradually. The bindings had crumbled first, not that they had mattered for long when they did. Thereafter, the two playthings suspension had ended. They didn't fall to the floor as if invisible ropes holding them had been snapped, they had drifted down, and come to a relative rest in the puddle of demonic-seed, pussy-juice, sweat and saliva. That was how she saw them now, side by side, covered from head to toe in the same mixture as on the floor, but with more heavy concentration of Naesha's cum. She smiled at the fact that, even so, much of what painted the warlocks facial features were her own. It had been interesting making the high-and-mighty demon suck herself off like some addict, desperate for release and hungry for cum... and that had been after she had doubly stuffed her throat and coated it's insides slick. Then Sinastra revealed herself. If she had been enjoying herself, or been disgusted by the scene, was impossible to tell form her outwards appearance. She walked up to Sanbriza's spent form, the now closed seal glowed still, but not quite with the same light as it had before. The gnome placed what Naesha recognized as a Mana Gem and Healthtone atop the runic circle, and they both shattered into a myriad of tiny lights that soaked into the seal. Then Sanbriza got up on her feet, black wings spreading from her back, a tail lashed behind her, and she walked up to Naesha. Well in-front of her, with slender fingers she gathered up some of the spunk clinging to her chin, and licked it of.* "Thanks you, really, that was a lot of fun." *Naesha does not even attempt to vocalize a reply at this point, she is well aware it would come out as nothing but a croak. Sanbriza smiles, but does strangely enough neither taunt nor tease her for it.* "Sinastra thanks you too, the both of you, she said something along the lines of: 'At least I won't have to do it!', ahhh... so feisty." *She starts turning to leave, but as an afterthought she adds.* "And don't think for a second I won't repay you, oh no... next time... it's your turn. No one stays on top forever, and all the plate will weigh you down, weather you like it or not." *Sanbriza turn her back to Naesha, the idle swishing of her tail denoting her swaying hips as she leaves. Sinastra join up beside her, and in a flash of verdant and violet, reality spasm around them, and they both leave the cave. The air seems a little colder, it's no longer making itself known, it's back to simply being there. It's no longer silent in the way it was before, in such a way that one could tell the silence was there to be broken, it's just quiet. Though, it isn't the oppressive quite of the defeated, but the calm quite of resting next to your sleeping loved ones, it's a quiet broken by Aeshan's breathing, a soft inhaling and exhaling in sync with the Naesha's own.*

Chapter 2 - Room at the Inn

If it weren't for the spell, I wouldn't be able to force myself down the stairs.  But I do, and the rough men waiting down there stare at me as I walk nervously into the kitchen.   "I'm here to take some dinner to my masters," I whisper to the cook.  He can't hear me at first, partially because he's transfixed by the sight of my mostly-naked body, but when I repeat the request he remembers that there are wizards here and pays attention.   "Not ready yet," he grunts, and propels me to the door.  "Go wait out there."  Taking me through the doorway, he slaps me on the arse, causing me to fall over the lap of a man at a table, who laughs and gives me a few more slaps as I struggle up.  In trying to get away from him, I fall onto someone else's lap, sitting, this time, and the new man clasps his arms around me.   "It's not very often that a tasty morsel like you comes in here," he says, and pulls me in tightly as I try to get away.   "Let go of me!" I whisper, which urges him on more – since obviously if I didn't want his attention, I'd be a bit louder.  He bends down to my chest and fits one breast in his mouth, chewing on it softly as I struggle.  The vine over my cunt shifts as I squirm, causing me to squirm even more.  Judging by the catcalls, it's interpreted as pleasure.  Pushing a finger into me and discovering that I'm, of course, still wet, he holds up the slick evidence into the light.   "Look at that!  I didn't realize what a fast worker I was."   He twists me around so I'm facing the rest of the room, and everywhere I look is an eager face staring at me.  Grasping both my wrists with one hand, the other roams over my breasts, twisting and pinching as he likes.  They're all delighting in my murmured protests, speculating at why I bother to hide my obvious whorish pleasure.  I am passed from man to man, fondled and caressed by each in turn.  I even stop protesting in whispers, because what's the point?  I wouldn't be heard over the carousing.  But at the same time, I can't stop hating myself for it.   A man pulls me over his lap, facing up, and he and the one to his left each pay attention to a breast, one pinching and pulling the nipple and the other squeezing the whole thing in one hand.  The man to his right pulls on the vine, somehow tightening it and forcing it deeper into my cunt.  At this point, the cook comes out with a heavy tray.  He sets it on a table, then reaches for me with one big hand and drags me away from the men by the vine.   "Take this up to your masters, slut," he growls, and stumps back to the kitchen.  I pick up the tray and try to work my way back to the stairs, but every way I turn there's an outstretched hand to poke and rub at me, and of course the tray keeps my hands so full I can't even try to do anything about them.  I collect so many more slaps to the backside that I'm sure I must be bright red.   Back in Geoffrey's room, the men look up as I come in.   "You took your time," Geoffrey observes.  "We'll have to punish you for that later.  Just think of that, Michal," he continues as I put the tray on the table in front of them.  "Us punishing Marradice."   "I've always wanted to punish Marradice," Michal says.  "She's always needed it, and now she's getting it."   "The food wasn't ready when I went down there," I murmur, fairly certain that they can hear me, but they don't respond.   "Kneel on the floor over there," Michal orders, pointing to the corner.  "Face the wall, knees apart, and hook your thumbs into the back of your … bottoms."  I mean to only fulfill the letter of his orders, and kneel with my knees a few inches apart, but the magic doesn't work that way.  It forces me to spread uncomfortably wide, even though they're paying attention to the food and not to me.  Hooking my thumbs into the already much-tightened vine pulls it even more, and despite myself I start rocking back and forth slightly, pulling and pushing it across my cunt.  Pressure builds up inside me, of a more pleasurable sort than at any time today.  I'm just about to come when I must make some noise, because Geoffrey shouts at me not to move any more.   "Get up and come over here," he tells me, and I stiffly get to my feet, thumbs still hooked behind me.  "You are the worst slut I've ever seen," he says, looking very severe.  "All you've done today is try to get fucked.  First by a plant – even at the risk of your life – then offering yourself to those men at your inn, then inviting the two of us to take you, and then I expect you were wasting time sucking off everyone downstairs.  Your real punishment will be later, but from now on, you are not going to come unless Michal or I tell you to."   "But keep on with what you were doing," Michal put in, and I'm forced to obey.  Relentlessly, I saw the vine back and forth, building up the pressure even more.  My thighs are so wet that the vine is slipping like it's made of silk, and I even start to cry in my frustration.  I can't take much more of this.  I'm going to explode, going to die, going to go crazy …   Finished with his roast beef, Michal pushes his plate away and sits on the table, facing me.  He puts his hands up to cup my breasts, and I sigh.  It's like everyone in the world is obsessed with them, and they're aching from all of their earlier mistreatment.  But instead of pinching or squeezing them, he simply holds them and starts to mutter.  Oh, no.  What spell is he doing?   It becomes obvious what spell he's doing very quickly.  With a sensation like pins and needles all over them, they're swelling and swelling to twice their size – and they weren't small before.  "There," he says proudly, and crosses his arms.  When he lets go of my breasts, their new weight makes me stumble forward for a second.  "I think this suits her much better, don't you?" he asks Geoffrey.   "Definitely," is the response.  "Now she looks even more like the slut she is.  That should give the people who have to deal with her a bit more fun.  Now, go take these plates back to the kitchen."   I manage to get through the growing crowd downstairs to give the plates to the cook, but when I come back out they're waiting and ready.  Several of them pounce on me, and one takes each arm.   "I didn't even think a woman could get this wet," a man says, staring at the vine between my legs in awe.  "You could probably fit your fist up her cunt.  Look at that!"  The men on my arms pick up my legs, bending them at the knee so everyone can get a good look.  They carry me around the room, allowing everyone to touch and fondle me as they like, pushing their fingers past the vine and making squelching noises in my cunt, or jiggling my breasts while laughing at their new size.  Respect for my masters keeps them from forcing themselves on me, though, and after everyone has had their chance to inspect me, they send me back upstairs.   I spend an uncomfortable night on the floor at the foot of the bed, having been deemed too disgusting to be allowed on it. In the morning, Michal and Geoffrey are very quick to get me out of there – even though nobody's likely to interfere, there's always a possibility. Not that they care, but if they have to kill or incapacitate someone it could be messy.   Still only able to whisper, I don't even protest as they prepare to go. The thread collar still forces me to follow Geoffrey's orders, and I have to make several trips up and down the stairs with their bags as they wait in the main room of the inn. Fortunately, there is not the crowd there was the night before, but even if there had been … I'm numb. Not physically – the vine between my legs still keeps me squirming slightly, and every breeze teases the sensitive skin of my enlarged breasts – but I've been so constantly manhandled and degraded over the past day that I can't quite feel humiliated anymore. I am an object, their property.   Once I have everything together, I realize that Michal has been preparing a teleportation spell. He holds his staff out, standing in front of the pile of luggage. The innkeeper starts to saunter over for the money he's owed, but Geoffrey and Michal exchange wicked grins and the whole place is gone in a flash. I should fear for my future, I should feel sorry that the innkeeper's been tricked out of his fee, but as I said, I'm numb. That my life has been completely upturned and I've been taken to some mysterious location where nobody will ever find me is so beyond what I would have ever expected that I can't process it, and once all of our cells are reassembled at the place Michal's taken us, I pass out.   ---   Some time later, I slowly blink my eyes open. Now I'm lying on a bed: soft covers and a firm mattress. Four-poster, with pulled-back curtains and a plain canopy. Turning my head a little, I can see the ordinary furniture of a bedroom and a sunny window. All very normal.   As I start to sit up, I realize that I'm wearing clothing – a plain black dress – and there are no vines to be seen. Was it all just a mad dream? I don't recognize the bedroom, but perhaps I was ill and was taken to some hospital or private home. But then, once I'm fully up, my massive breasts cannot be avoided. Part of the amplification spell seems to be keeping them uplifted, but they're still heavier than I'm used to. It happened, all of it, and I am still likely trapped. My hand snakes up to feel at my neck, and the collar is still there.   "Awake now!" Geoffrey sings from the doorway, and he comes in and sits next to me. I cringe away, but he pats my leg.   "I noticed how used to your outfit you were getting," he announces conversationally, "so I thought you should have some other things to wear. Not to worry, we'll have any number of costumes for you to put on when there's company, but for now … although I should make some alterations." With a wave of his hand, the neckline creeps down as the bodice shrinks, pressing my breasts up and out and making them scarcely covered. At the same time, the skirt gets shorter and tighter, creeping up my legs. It's clever of him: it's more humiliating to be partially dressed and continually tormented with nudity than to just be naked all of the time. "That's better. Now, follow me." He walks out without looking, because he knows I'll be forced to go with him, and I am.   Somehow – probably through underhanded means – Geoffrey has gotten himself a full-on wizard's tower. His bedroom seems to be very close to the top, and we pass several well-stocked workrooms and storerooms on the way down. We stop before we reach the bottom, and Geoffrey leads me into a sort of sitting room, rather dusty and dim. "Where my clients wait. Will wait, " he amends. "I haven't really started practicing yet. But this is obviously not how it should look, so you're going to clean it up." He waves vaguely at a pile of rags and a bucket of water. "Dust, scrub, and so on. When you're done, come up and find me." With that, I expect him to go away, but he stands in the doorway and watches me for a while.   I take a few steps forward, picking up a rag, and start to dust off some of the chairs. Of course, when I dust the seats, I have to bend over – which was exactly what Geoffrey was waiting for. He says the words of a mild freezing spell, and I'm stuck in the position. He saunters up behind me, feeling the large portion of my arse that protrudes from under the short skirt and then the extremely plump swell of my breast, before his other hand slips down the front of my dress to pinch at my nipple. I try to squirm away, but I'm still not able to move. "Please," I whisper. "Just let me …"   Geoffrey sighs. "Oh, fine. You can speak naturally. For now."   "Why are you doing this?" It's hard to talk to him while he's handling me – even though I know him fairly well, this treatment is so callous, a master dealing with his slave. "Please, I'll pay you some kind of ransom, or get my family to."   "Do you really think I want a ransom?" He laughs. "This area's been underserved for decades – once you clean it up and I hang out a sign, I'll be raking it in." He straightens up and slaps my arse once more just for good measure. "If you ever manage to clean it up. I know you're just trying to entice me to fuck you so you don't have to work – get going." Finally he walks away and I can move again.

Chapter 1 - Verse I

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Legend of Zelda franchise. The Legend of Zelda franchise is owned by Nintendo. The only things that I DO own are original characters, themes, and plots. I wrote this story with entertainment purposes in mind only, and have made no monetary gain off of this work of fiction. This story is intended for a mature audience and should not be read by anyone under the age of majority in their area.  Legacy of Zelda:  Song of Time  A Zelda Futanari Fanfiction by  Sake Saiyajin  Verse I:  “Navi the Fairy”  XXX  The air was warm. The wind carried a spicy and sweet scent, like peppers and berries. But there was the scent of musk, and an undertone purveyed, like mulch rotting under the hot summer sun. A shadow encompassed the ground, taking up nearly the whole grove. The shadow belonged to a giant tree, massive in an almost unearthly scale. Strangely, the roots of the tree were alive, the branches reaching and feeling against the stone walls that hemmed in the grove, creaking thunderously, like grasping fingers or incest feelers.  A careening voice rumbled, like the creak of the tree’s branches against each other.  “Navi…Navi, where art thou? Come hither…” the voice beckoned.  Rising from the grass and the flock of glittering lights that dotted the grove, a single blue speck glided to a stop in front of the tree. Blinking brightly, shining like a miniature blue sun, with massive white wings for its size, was a fairy.  She was Navi the fairy.  “Oh, Navi the fairy… Listen to my words, the words of the Deku Tree…” the very same creaking voice ushered. In answer to its request, the blue fairy bobbed excitedly in reply.  “Dost thou sense it?” the voice intoned, giving the blue fairy pause. “The climate of evil descending upon this realm… Malevolent forces are even now mustering to attack our land of Hyrule…” the voice explained forebodingly.  As its voice fell into a hush, almost whimsical, the voice, this Deku Tree, continued. “For so long, the Kokiri Forest, the source of life, has stood as a barrier, deterring outsiders and maintaining the order of the world…but, before this tremendous evil, even my power is as nothing…” the Deku Tree’s ominous words clung to the air, gripping the hearts of all those that heard its explanation with terror and hopelessness.  Seemingly regaining its composure, the Deku Tree continued once more. “It seems the time has come for the girl without a fairy to begin her journey…the youth whose destiny it is to lead Hyrule to the path of justice and truth…” it proclaimed solemnly.  Urgently, the voice demanded. “Navi…go now! Find our young friend and guide her to me… I do not have much time left.” Apparently aware of the fairy’s hesitance, the voice thundered, brokering no argument. “Fly, Navi, fly! The fate of the forest, nay, the world, depends upon thee!”  Spurred on by the wishes of the Deku Tree, the humble fairy dashed away into the thicket that lead out of the grove, a mere blue blur to the casual observer, if any were there to see her mad dash. For nearly an hour she pushed her small, frail body beyond its capabilities, her wings beating through the air frantically as she sped through the speeding trees and the over abundant bush. When finally she reached the archway that opened into the village that she so desperately searched for, she sped forward, zipping underneath the boy who mindlessly guarded the village and into the grassy plains that marked the village proper.  Rising up over the house tops, overlooking the hobbled homes that the Kokiri had eked out of the woodland surrounding them, the fairy’s brilliantly blue, burning eyes sought any hint or clue of her destination.  She circled the village, catching the attention of the curious eternal children that called these woods home. Bobbing and weaving between the low hanging bridges and tightropes, dancing between fences and pushing herself under the curtains that functioned as doors for these children, Navi scoured every centimeter of the village until, at last, she came upon the last house.  Floating through the doorway, the fairy came to a pause, suddenly hesitant. The form on the bed was lumpy, the blankets pulled tight over what must have been three children locked together tightly. A glance on the headboard showed the suspected; two glittering fairies flashing several colors as they rested their tired, small bodies.  One occupant of the bed, at least, must have been the destined child.  Drifting over the mass of forms, the fairy tried to determine her ward from the three heads of hair that rested nearly soundlessly. There were two heads of blond hair, the distinct color of clean hay, but silky smooth to the touch, and a head of emerald locks, each head peeking out from under the covers.  Taking a mighty breath for her small body, the fairy suddenly roared, “Hello, Link! Wake up!” at first, there appeared to be no immediate response from the three laying in the bed, so the blue fairy followed her shout with another, “The Great Deku Tree wants to talk to you! Link, get up!”  The three in the bed bean to shuffle, the centermost head of blond hair shuffling between the sheets and their companions. A soft voice began to groan, the center head of blond hair turning from the blond on its right side to its green haired companion on the left.  The center blond wiggled, causing a giggle to erupt in the bedroom’s otherwise quiet interior. The blanket was pulled down; exposing the blond girl in between two other girl’s her age, tiredly locking eyes with the green haired girl on her left.  “Did you say something, Saria?” the blond asked quietly. Saria, the emerald haired Kokiri, smiled pleasantly, pressing her lips to the tip of the blonde’s button nose.  “Sorta…I think…I was enjoying a little shut eye, so I can’t be sure,” Saria explained, and then, with obvious eagerness, the girl picked her small body up from the bed slightly and shuffled closer to her blond companion, “It’s a little distracting to try and pay attention to such inconsequential things when your rubbing your leg into my dick.”  Apparently embarrassed by what was going on underneath the sheets, if the light dusting of red on the blonde’s cheeks was anything to go by, a small, confident smile began to spread across the blond Kokiri’s lips. “Oh, well, why don’t I just take care of that right now…” and before anything else could be said or done, the blond, presumably Link, ducked underneath the covers and wiggled downwards. The slurping, wet sounds that rose from underneath the blankets was unmistakable, as was the eager moans that rose from Saria’s mouth while her breathing became fast and labored.  Slightly uncomfortable with the two girl’s apparent desensitized sexuality, and just how lewd the noses that the two girls were making, Navi could do nothing but float awkwardly in the air, too stunned to make any noise to interrupt the two.  The bed shuffled, and the other blond, the one on the edge of the bed leaned forwards, grasping blindly with fatigued hands, blinking open mischievous eyes and locking her blue gaze with Saria’s equally blue eyes.  “You two are just…incorrigible! You didn’t even wait for me to wake up…now I’m mad!” to punctuate her statement, the bed shook as she fumbled closer to the blond under the covers, and the wet smack of skin meeting skin and the accompanying euphoric moan that spilled out from under the covers was unmistakable to all those that were sheltered in the tiny tree home.  “Easy Fado,” Saria’s high voice warned, chiding, “After last night Link’s bound to be sore,” as she said this, Saria pat the top of the lump in her lap, where all the wet, slurping sounds was coming from. “Oh, that’s good!” she yelped.  “Not like that has ever stopped her before, ain’t that right, hun?” Fado’s voice was breathless as her lower body continued to gyrate with the wet pat-pat of skin of skin to punctuate her actions underneath the thin covers. Another moan from under the covers, and then a wet slurp held the air still for a moment before the gentle voice of Link rose from underneath the bedding.  “Ungh…fuck me, dammit!” Link enthused. Fado gave Saria a smug glance, before focusing on the small body that she was currently railing as she began to force her way down into the unbearably tight orifice that she was currently filling.  As Link went back to worshiping Saria’s body with the telltale sounds of wet sucking, Navi was left to watch in bemused astonishment as the three girls enjoyed their prepubescent bodies in what must have been a common occurrence.  As the moaning of the three girls began to rise in strength, Navi found her frustration reaching a boil. Her gossamer wings beat furiously as she glided next to Saria’s ear, and then taking a large breath for such a small creature, she began shrieking.  “HEY! LOOK! LISTEN!!!” her tiny voice was suddenly unbearably loud in the sensitive long ears of a Kokiri child. Navi’s voice breaking the jubilant and sensual mood, each of the three girls paused, surprise and a little embarrassed to hear the unknown voice in their humble abode. Turning her head to study the fairy, Saria blinked in surprise to see the glowing blue ball of light furiously demanding her attention.  “It’s about damn time that you noticed me!” exclaimed Navi, thumping Saria on the nose, before fluttering above the bed so she could coolly regard the bed and the two blushing girls with the third slowly and awkwardly climbing out of the sheets. “I’ve come with important orders from the Great Deku Tree!”  Without tact of consideration, possibly due to the situation that Navi had stumbled upon, Fado glanced to the other two girls in the bed, grumbling. “How important is it?”  “Fado!” Link admonished, while lightly slapping the other blond girl’s shoulder. In an answering gesture, Fado merely shrugged her thin shoulders unrepentantly.  “What? I just want to make sure there is a good reason why a fairy want’s me to go about my day with blue balls, is all…” Fado explained, suggestively winking at the girl that was pressed to her waist and that she was still buried balls deep in. “She picked a bad time to play the messenger, you know…”  Rubbing at her green brow tiredly with all the manner of a woman used to the crassness of her partner, Saria looked meaningfully to the blue fairy watching them in numb shock.  “I apologize for my…friend,” Saria glanced for confirmation to the blond, and Fado’s returning nod was met with a smile, “However, I admit that this is a bit of a peculiar situation, you understand. It is Spring currently, and it is the first Spring that we could share with Link, you see. We only have a few more days, so we’re a bit on edge.”  “Be that as it may,” Navi stated with all the emotion of a woman prepared to beat down any suggestion that didn’t coincide with her own. “I’m sure that the Great Deku Tree has its reasons for demanding your attention.”  Sighing with trepidation, Fado slowly removed herself from around Link, drawing a drawn out groan from the other blonde’s throat at the same time that a wet sucking sound filled the air. Though she was embarrassed at the situation, Navi was prepared to dissuade Fado as the blond spoke. “Right, well, we’ll be ready in a min…”  “No, no, no!” exclaimed Navi, the fairy dive-bombing the blond to thump her nose. “The Great Deku Tree insists that it is only Link who sees him!”  “Link?” Fado glanced to the other blond Kokiri, receiving a confused shrug from the other child. Turning back to the fairy, the Kokiri cocked back her head, “Did it give a reason why, then?” Fado questioned.  “Fado!” Saria hissed, swatting at the blond with a pillow. “It’s not our role to question the Deku Tree…”  “Yada, yada, har, har,” Fado shrugged with disinterest. Turning back to regard Link, Fado asked, “You okay with this, hun?” her answer was Link holding up her hands helplessly.  “I’m sure the Deku Tree has a reason to demand my presence,” Link stated, then looked to the fairy for confirmation, “I mean…what could go wrong?”  “Goddesses dammit girl!” Fado cursed, rising out of the bed and stalking away, “You done jinxed us…”  To Be Continued…

Chapter 0 - The fall of the Dragoness

Within the room was total silence, Alear was unearthing a new ring's discovery, one she had no idea existed, the Emblem of Revelation. And with her, her most trusted ally the Emblem Corrin, observing in awe her Step-Sister's return. The light was blinding, and...warm? Each little line that the ring traversed on the finger, Alear felt weirder and weirder, but also feeling she had to take more of the ring, until it was finally at its deepest, having said the rite to Awaken the Blooming beauty, she appeared. "I am the Emblem of Revelation, Camilla, oh my, to finally see something rejuvenating, and-oh! My sweet little sister?!" Corrin blushed but still smiled wide as her Big Sister came strolling to embrace her, each step through the air, somehow making a dominating audible high-heel noise. At the same time Alear was in a haze, like drowning in happiness, she was with Corrin for a long time, but now her eyes drifted towards her whole body, seemingly in a different light, as a woman, seeing the two doting sisters being so close and-nose rubbing? D-did Corrin just slap her big sister's ass? The impact leaving her smacked ass enjoying its punishment, its folds a clear sign they are no stranger to it, often dancing to Corrin's wants and poundings. "Took you long enough, i was starting to get lonely sis, don't do this to me again" "Ooh, little Sis Corrin got scared for me? Let me make this up with a welcome home kiss" replied Camilla in a childish tone, puffing her lips, to which Corrin hastily replied with a pair of her own, then her own tongue that made Camilla's body always shudder and remember to whom it belonged. Like that, in front of Alear like she wasn't there? This was beyond weird, and even weirder, she was starting to get wet. The familial talk, the objectively ideal women in front of her, and this ring... she felt, like she needs to suck Corrin's cock now, her Dragon rut kicked in, leaving Alear deeply red and now riding her clit on her pants, using the friction to at least make herself feel a bit better. But it wasn't just the heat! No, she clearly could tell as if Camilla's deepest wants became hers, she has to ride that cock and milk it for all it's worth, smother with her puffy breasts any doubts of Corrin not enjoying her cock being serviced with all due diligence a Princess deserves, until the moment Corrin commands Alear to be on both hands and legs on the floor, presenting proudly and needly her ass and pussy, shaking her bountiful assets wildly in an *desperate* and *needy* plea, BEGGING for a superior dragon's cock, just like Camilla before her. Because at the end of the day, that is what Corrin was, a clearly better Dragon, that rightfully could and HAD to dominate such bitches like Alear that were only good for breeding. "Mhh" Purred Camilla after drinking Corrin's saliva and smothering her shorter and younger sister with her cleavage. "A Divine Dragon is failing to pleasure that easily? Wouldn't you want to try such fuckable meat, perhaps she can last a minute before it's too much for her..." Snarked Camilla, clinging to Corrin’s side like an adoring big Sister she was. <p>A minute? What was she talking about? And more importantly, why wasn't Corrin's dick out yet, it's too much, and it's way better to give into the want than forsake it, in the end, Alear DID need a heir, could she even get pregnant with Emblem Corrin's seed? She was beyond giddy to find out! She took a few steps towards Corrin, who watched her with glee, in comfort of her Sister's bussom and warm embrace. Smelling ghost Lavender flower perfume, enjoying being petted on her hair, and groping Camilla's larger than it should be ass with 1 hand. A smug grin appeared on the little Princess's delicate face. And with it, Corrin dropped her pants, it was true, she possesed a 12 Inch dick that was almost at it's biggest, clearly not being fully aroused yet, this erupting a giggle and a wide smile from Camilla, clearly reserving her bedroom "fuck me" eyes for what's gonna dominate her soon, finally, like it should. "Come closer, don't waver, take what you want" wiggled with her Cock Corrin while giggling and shooting a sexy smile. Seeing Alear almost near Camilla's beloved cock, spurned her to action, stopping Alear with sheer force of will. In the end, it is her who's under Camilla's thrall now, albeit fully consensual and beneficial to both parties, oh so beneficial! With one last smooch on her Darling, Camilla came standing in front of dumbfounded Alear, putting her hands on Alear's shoulders, and with a stone cold expression, forcing her to kneel before Corrin's cock, now sometimes sporting an erection, clearly interested in what it's gonna have fun with soon. With no resistance, but fidgeting on her knees, she awaited what's gonna happen, mouth water already forming, waiting to slicken that cock, until Camilla started phasing into Alear, quickly, now 2 people were in 1 place, one mimicking another, Camilla's raised hand, spurting Alear's to rise. Alear begged and pleaded, “Please, let me experience my first cock!” to finally take Corrin on, but Camilla had other plans. "So much waiting, you're not gonna really take that away from ME are you? But I'm not THAT needy, let's do it together..." Sometimes, the image of the Tall dominating (albeit now submissive) Queen was visible, but then fading and showing the Divine Dragon, what would that mean for Corrin's pleasure? "Haha, i should have expected that from you, you never fail to amaze me Sister!" To Corrin's quarry, Camilla could only reply with a satisfied mrowl. Corrin came closer, petting her and Alear's hair, while lightly pumping and jacking into Alear's and Camila's cheek. The Ladies placing their arms, circling their steeds legs, started to rub their face all over their new and old treasure, smothering Corrin's balls with love bites and tongues that take special attention. This soon turned into a full on worship party, with the new Virgin Alear experimenting on a cock that will soon make her a true woman, kissing the skin under the cockhead, sucking on it and dragging her lips much to Corrin’s excitement, having service from 2 beautiful women. Camilla was none the worse! to truly give Corrin enjoyment, she focused on areas yet untouched, starting with her Ghostly Futa-balls, with her big tongue, she slid it under Corrin’s left ball, watching it roll inside the sack, forcing it to start producing Ghost semen fit to satisfy both ravenous whores under Corrin’s command. Corrin’s view was fully absorbed by a ravenous beauty on her left, munching and kissing passionately her Balls to spur them into action, and an inexperienced dragon finally having her first rut, playing with a Cock and seeing what makes it tick, what makes it drool the most pre-cum, how to make it the tallest and most satisfied. She was eager to learn and even more eager to take it fully into her mouth, she did not know why, she just felt she had to, this cock was so mesmerizing… As if in-sync, both Princesses, Big and Divine Dragon, readjusted their position, now kneeling with their tongues on the downside of the cockhead, licking it, and jerking the cock into their tongue, something Alear only used for eating and communication, will now serve as a cumdumpster to further fuel her desires to be fucked, to entice a mate with her body! but for the Ol’ Camilla, it was nothing more than a nice Friday Night. “Take it into your mouth, you will feel liberated, better, nastier” Said Corrin with a wink, putting her hands behind Alear and Camilla’s, urging them to take it deeper. “She’s right you know! a girl has to be wild sometimes, free! go with your gut, feel good alongside us.” So many urges, so many vices, “I can’t anymoreeeee…..” sighed Alear, finally giving in and putting the cockhead into her mouth, and then a bit more, and then more alongside the skin that span longer than a cock should be for long, even mere 6 inches being a problem, she tried to suppress her gag, and pulled back, forcibly dragging her meaty lips and tongue alongside her head on the long dick, but Corrin’s head did not allow to leave her fully, and made her drink more of this new drug. “Don’t worry” she said, as she urged Alear to go back in. The image and feeling of a Divine Dragon sucking Emblem Dragon cock with such force and effort, even if a little forced, it was all to finally be sexually liberated, emotionally fullfill her rut desires of fucking. Feeling Alear’s bone cheeks and jaw forcing itself from Corrin’s poundings was the best! Where her new colleague failed to go, she wouldn't, as if in a way to show off, Alear seen as Camilla phased out of her and took even more of Corrin’s Dragon dick, all with closed eyes and the diligence of a Queen eating her finest delicacy on a golden plate, she had it BAD. Easily, she took more than the measly 7 inches down her throat, making appealing moans full of need to Corrin to get her even more riled on, this in turn, remembering how good Camilla’s blowjob game is, made Corrin erect to the fullest, in turn extending Alear’s jaw to it’s true limits even at the beginning of the towering giant. This was bliss! This is it, the ideal mate! She couldn't be worse, her female instincts fully kicked in, urging Alear to put in that extra effort, for extra gain, Corrin was the world’s first and only watcher and enjoyer of two insanely beautiful women going at it at the same time down her cock, Camilla barely showing signs of exertion with a nice smile,, keeping her noble image. While Alear truly let loose and started looking like a whore worth no more than 10 gold coins, her mouth failing to rapture the whole cock, so she started substituting skill for sheer lecherousness, her saliva, drool overflowing and making the cock the slickest it could be on pure drool alone. Corrin’s cock coudn’t be more appeased to, she was receiving a double sloppy blowjob that truly focused on every area a cock could want to fuck, Alear was munching and really dragging her tongue over the cock head and just bit below, her meaty lips making an “O” so satisfying it felt like an onahole, she knew by instinct how to please a Dick. Camilla was appeasing the sheer end of the Dragon dick, she was constantly reaching the base with her nostrils, sometimes shaking her head a little just to really feel in how far the cock in her throat went, please it with her ghost walls, and not letting go, the double mouth-pussy hotbox put Corrin’s dick at it’s ends, as if it was the peak of summer, her cock barely could contain the waves of heat from two rutting. A sign Camilla was no stranger to. With just a bit more of some good old cock sucking, Camilla backed away fully, getting a feel for her jaw again, the drool that was all but leaking on her armor, neck, tits and lips. Seemingly Alear did not get a hint, continuing to blowjob Corrin more to both of their enjoyment, a tasty cock to make her tongue get accustomed to some good dick, and a super slippery blowjob, a win-win. Lightly tapping Alear on the shoulder until she reacted, Camilla closed in near her face, and re-adjusted both of them towards Corrin’s cock, Alear’s left hand and Camilla’s right hand still stroking Corrin’s dick. “Get ready for a nice helping of your first cum Alear, i'm sure it will be your favorite as it is mine mh~~” Giggled Camilla, playful yet excited to indoctrinate a new woman into the cult of sucking some serious cock~~" “Im-cumming ohhhhh” moaned Corrin, not being able to take it anymore, white milk spurting with every few seconds down the huge cock down on the 2 sows, both fully immersed and waiting to receive their due, sticking out their tongues, with fully opened eyes wanting to fully take in being coated with delicious cock semen, milk falling down on their hair, onto the noses off which the sperm fell down happily down their tongues, the most of course came from the huge cock into their mouths already, knowing it’s destination, the bitch’s belly to fully make them Corrin’s~. Cum…Cum…Cum! it flew and flew on Alear and Camilla, was this a true Dragon’s fortitude? Alear was at a loss of words, it truly was the best to just be surprised and leave that slutty overused mouth hanging open for a cock that will comeback for more poundings. She did it, she drank semen so good she didn't want to stop, she got marked as a bitch for life, and she’ll enjoy being the animal she truly is for the rest of her life. Camilla was actually pouting from how much more Alear was receiving cum that she originally worked for the most, she thought! and so she licked her lips, and locked with Alear’s, thus urging Corrin to come closer while she was coming to fire off her sperm even more accurately. Now Camilla’s tongue was wrestling, fighting for it’s right due sexily with Alear, both too interested in cock and semen to fully take in what they’re doing, mindlessly flicking their tongues against each other to taste that sweet sweet semen~~ the small opening between their lips serving as the perfect hole for Corrin to tap her cock on, jerking into their joined lips and cumming inside, effectively feeding both~! With various flexes longer-than needed licks of each other’s tongues, gum and drinking their tasty saliva alongside semen! they finally pulled back, panting from pure lust and liberation they felt. Corrin standing over the two kneeling sluts, jerking her cock to it’s last spurts, tagging her livestock for what it is, gasping satisfied for mere minutes before they will want more. “How was it?” asked Camilla, picking off mere cum droplets with her claw finger, inserting back on her tongue, lulling on her claw and showing off. “You don’t want to *ever* stop right?” Failing to reply, Alear turned back to the cock that was being stroked by its mistress, and came closer, making it lie on her forehead, smothering her face into it. Smiling with head full of cock. “Work for it slut” demanded with a smug smile Corrin, and Alear began a hands-free blowjob, her mouth-pussy being all that is needed to wring out milk like it owes her money.

Chapter 1 - The Works

Nila sat slumped against the back wall of her cage, staring out through the bars into the small cargo hold. She was surrounded by crates of weapons, supplies, and even a couple battle droids. She was still in her undegarments from when she was taken, and a shock control collar squeezed the back of her neck. She grimaced uncomfortably as she fidgeted with the collar. The crew had put it on her after a very close escape attempt. Nila had attacked the guard and stolen his keys when he came to bring her food. She'd almost made it to the flight deck of the transport before she was overwhelmed again. They'd thrown her back into her cage, but not before affixing the collar and giving her a very lengthy demonstration. Her muscles still ached from the jolts of electricity the collar had sent through her. The ship lurched and Nila was thrown forward, out of her thoughts. She heard the engines powering down, and the ramp to the cargo hold lowered with a hiss. Almost immediately, Nila was greeted with the stench of fuel and chemicals. They had arrived at the Works. One of the lowest sections of Coruscant's undercity. She was surprised to learn the Black Sun even had a base here at all. Nila was lurched around again as a huge loading droid lifted her cage up by the base and lumbered down the ramp. As she exited the transport, she saw her captor standing by a hovering cargo skiff, talking with another gangster. "Go ahead and set her down over there," he directed the droid to a section on the skiff with some other crates. the droid complied and Nila had to grip the bars of the cage tightly as it dropped her down onto the platform with a heavy thud. "Easy there, don't damage her! She took enough hits when we nabbed her! We locked in? good." He climbed onto the skiff. "Let's get going," he told the man behind the controls, and he sat down on top of a crate near Nila's cage. "Hope you slept well. We've got a lot of work to do today, and no time to waste." Nila glared at him, but didn't say anything. The skiff took off, speeding past miles of pipework and industrial facilities. The enforcer - Tanel, she'd heard the pilot call him - passed the time by shocking her with the collar. Finally, they pulled up to a docking bay, and droids immediately began to unload crates from the skiff. Tanel got up, and opened the door to Nila's cage. "Get up." Nila yelped as he followed up his command with a prolonged shock from the collar. Nila scrambled to her feet. "Step out of the cage." She lingered at the back of the cage, locking eyes with her captor. Tanel returned her gaze, coldly. "I thought we went over this. You do as I tell you, or..." he shocked her again, and Nila cried out as she stumbled to her knees. "Stop! I'm sorry, okay? Just please, stop!" Nila slowly got to her feet and walked out of the cage, standing before Tanel. Her eyes burned from the humiliation of having to obey a man like Tanel. She wanted to punch him right in his smug, grizzled face, until his skull shattered. But she was in enemy territory now - she had to obey. In any case, between her failed escape attempt on the ship and the ride to the docking bay, the shocks from the collar had taken all the fight out of her. "Apologize properly," Tanel commanded. "I want to know that you'll obey." The words caught in Nila's throat for a moment. She couldn't believe he was asking - no, demanding - this of her. Treating her like she was some servant to order around. But when he thumbed the switch to her collar, she relented. "I'm sorry, sir. I promise, I'll do as you tell me from now on." "Good. Now, let's get moving." He grabbed her by the arm and marched her across the docking bay. Nila felt dozens of eyes on her as she was escorted into the main facility. This isn't happening, she thought to herself. It can't be. This is just some fever dream. That crash-landing messed with my head, and I'm still out cold by the street. But as much as she insisted it to herself, she knew she was awake. It was real. She wanted to scream, or run, or just beg for death. But her body wouldn't move. She just fought back tears and let Tanel lead her further into the compound, until they finally arrived at what looked like a cross between an interrogation room and a doctor's office. The examination bed had been replaced with a torture rack. Tanel walked over to it, and adjusted the arm and leg restraints. Electrical nodes ran alongside the cushions, and additional curved panels on the sides were lined with more of the same nodes. Other instruments of torture lay on the counter next to medical supplies. "What is this? I've told you everything I know about the job." "This isn't about your little job," Tanel clarified. "This is just a little examination." He walked over to an intercom on the wall and pressed the button. "Get Kol down here, we've got a new girl, needs to be looked at." Nila's heart felt like it was pounding out of her chest as they waited. Finally, the door opened and a tall, blue-skinned Nautolan walked in. "Kol," Tanel addressed the man. "Here she is." Kol eyed Nila skeptically. "Who is she?" "That bitch who took down our disruptor shipment, if you can believe it. One of my snipers grounded her, figured we'd take her in alive." Kol raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. "Anyhow, wanted to get her looked at so we can start training." "If you say so. Girl," he addressed Nila suddenly. "Take off your clothes and lie down on the bed." Nila's stomach dropped. She reached for her shirt but ultimately didn't touch it. "She knows to mind her tongue, but her obedience is still a work in progress." He reached into his pocket and Nila's collar delivered another painful shock. "Do as he says!" He shocked her again, for good measure. With shaking hands, Nila pulled her shirt off, and dropped it on the floor. She crossed an arm over her bare breasts, but dropped it to her side after another jolt from the collar. "Look at that," Tanel exclaimed, walking over to her. Nila cringed as he put a hand on one of her breasts and squeezed. "Nice and big, and all real too. You're gonna make us a lot of money." Tanel circled her nipple with his thumb, and she whimpered. "Now, take your pants off, let's see that ass." She complied, pulling her pants down to her ankles. "Good girl. Now, turn around - that's it, nice and slow." Tanel let go of her breast and clapped a hand to her butt. "God, that's nice. I could bend you over this counter and fuck you right now." Oh, god, please no... Nila's eyes went wide in a panic as Tanel stepped in close. He pushed his hips against hers, and she could feel how hard he was. "Please don't..." Nila begged tearfully. "I'll do anything you want, but please, don't do this!" "I'm still in the room, Tanel." Kol's voice cut through the air, and Tanel stepped back quickly. "Do you want me to do the examination or not?" Tanel nodded and stepped back further, but he kept his eyes on Nila, leering at her with a mixture of frustration and lust. "Good. Now, get on the rack." With shaking legs, Nila climbed on to the rack. The restraints closed around her ankles and wrists, and the panels closed in around her body. Kol pressed a button on the rack's control panel, and the panels around her body lit up. Almost instantly, she felt them heating up, the heat quickly growing in intensity. She squirmed to try to get away from the heat as she felt herself sweating, but it was coming from all sides, and she couldn't move. She flinched as a node delivered a shock to her hip. Then to her arm. "What-- AAH! What is this?" "What you're feeling now are the rack's stimulant nodes. At a low setting, they only cause physical discomfort and mild pain. I'm going to start by asking you a couple questions. You will answer them truthfully. Fail to answer, or if I think you're lying, and I will increase the intensity of the nodes. Do you understand?" Nila nodded. Kol paused, clearly unsatisfied. "When I ask you a question, I expect a verbal response!" He turned a knob on the control panel. The pain was worse than anything she had felt from the shock collar. The heat felt like it was searing her flesh and bone, and the shocks became so strong that Nila felt like she was being stabbed over and over with dozens of tiny needles. She gritted her teeth, determined to endure, but the pain quickly overcame her. "Aaaaaaaaahhhh! Yes! Yes, I understand! Please, stop! I understand!!" Satisfied, Kol turned the knob back down again. "Good. Now, what is your name?" "Nila... My name is Nila Koss." Kol went over to a computer and began typing. "Are you a virgin, Nila Koss?" Nila's face flushed. "N-no, I'm not." "Alright. How sexually experienced would you say you are?" "I've-- I've had a few partners... but I haven't done anything too extreme." Her face burned with embarrassment. She couldn't believe it had come to this - divulging her entire sexual history to her captors! "Please, you don't mean to--" "So, moderately experienced?" "Yes..." "Alright. We can work with that." Kol walked over and looked her in the eyes. "Do you understand your situation, Nila?" Her face fell in horror as it began to sink in. "I-- aaaaieeeee!!!" She screamed again as he turned the panels up again. "I do! Yes, I understand!" "You are no longer a free being, Nila. As of now, you are a slave of Black Sun. You won't accept it at first, but with time and training, you will learn to serve. Do you understand?" Nila nodded, tearfully. "Yes..." "From now on, you will address me, or any other member of Black Sun, as 'Sir' or 'Ma'am.' Understood?" "Yes... yes, Sir." "Good." The panels shut off and retracted. Kol took a handheld device from the counter and began scanning Nila's body. "She seems to be in good health," he said to Tanel. "I'm going to run this to the bosses. She's all yours for now." He stepped out of the room, and the door sealed shut behind him, leaving Nila and Tanel alone in the room. Tanel opened her restraints. "Get up." Nila stumbled off of the rack, and Tanel descended on her. He grabbed her by the throat and squeezed tightly. "Down on your knees." She fell to her knees, looking up at Tanel fearfully as he undid his belt and let his pants drop. She could see the bulge of his dick through his boxers. He grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her face up to his crotch, grinding his hard-on on her cheek. "You want it, slave? Go ahead and get it." With trembling hands, Nila reached up and pulled his boxers down. His dick sprang up, already dripping with precum. "That's it. Now, suck it. And I better not feel any teeth." He pulled his jacket back, showing her the gun at his hip. The message was clear. She took a deep breath and slipped the dick into her mouth. Tanel sighed with satisfaction as she gently bobbed her head up and down. Please, just finish quickly, she begged silently. The sooner this was over with, the better. "Ahhhh, that's it," Tanel moaned. He started thrusting in tandem with her head, and finally pulled her head all the way forward. His dick went all the way to the back of her throat, and it took all her effort not to gag. "Oh, fuck! Yeah, that's it! Yeah, I'm gonna fucking cum!" Nila felt his dick pulse, and she felt warm liquid running down her throat as he came. She struggled not to choke as it ran down, and as soon as he relaxed his grip on her head, she pulled away. Cum spilled down her chin and onto her chest, and she coughed through shuddering gasps. Tears were streaming down her face. "Fuck," Tanel sighed again. "That's good. Come here." He stepped over to her again, still stroking himself. He grabbed Nila's chin and forced her to look up at him, and one more small load of cum splattered onto her cheek. "There we go. Good girl." He stepped back, pulled his pants up, and looked at her, the lustful glint still in his eye. "God damn, that was good. I can't wait to see how you suck dick after we train you. Now, come on." He picked up the remote to her shock collar and delivered a quick shock. "Let's get you settled into your new home."

Chapter 0 - Petplay

Dai stalks up towards Sanea in his cat form, seeing that since he went hunting, she's changed out of her leather armor, and into a loose fitting blouse and pants that cling to her hips and ass. Her top shows the contours of her perfectly round, perky tits, the outlines of her nipples just barely visible through the white cloth. She's sitting with her back to him, caring for the fire. Without a noise, he moves up beside her, rubbing  his head against against her thigh, catching her attention Hmm? What's in the little head of yours?" she asks the question while absently moving a hand to scratch his head playfully. His response is, as it always is, a clear voice in her head, rather than what growl of a tiger. *same as yours, I bet...* He nuzzles his head further up, along the side of her body, all the while moving around around her. *how long has it been....* "Quite a while, I think..." she muses, with a look that says she knows exactly how long it's been. Sanea shifts so that she's face to face with Dai. *Those knights were always around the corner... keeping you busy... but young girls need more than work, don't they?* He puts a paw on her shoulder, pushing her down on the soft grass beside the fire, growling softly, almost purring, in her ear. *Isn't it so?* "They do ... I do anyway, but aren't you a little bold kitty?" *you wouldn't have been so adamant in finding a secluded... quite spot... if you didn't want this.* A smile spreads on Sanea's face and she rolls out from her his paw, getting on all fours, teasingly presenting her ass to him, shaking it ever so invitingly. Dai has neither resolve nor reason to hold back, and he moves up right behind you. He does not bother doing anything about her pants before he starts licking her ass. His rough, wet tongue, making a mess of the thin fabric, leaving it half-way see-through. Even through the layer of cloth, she can't help but moan. "You'd wish me to take them off?" *Or I might just rip them off...* Sanea shows no signs of stopping her enticing, shaking her booty seductively, he quickly gets the hint. Dai tears at her pants with fang and claw, showing no care for the garment, all the while being careful not to draw any blood. Soon, what's left of Her pants hanging in shreds around her knees, exposing her naked behind completely, her pussy glistening with excitement. *... you're not wearing any underwear, I see... not strange I could smell your arousal all this time... did you even bring any?* "No I did not, heh... maybe I forgot to..." Dai goes back to licking your now bare ass, spreading a mix of saliva and Sanea's wetness all over her ass. *Well, I'll make sure you don't forget this....* Sanea moans, reaching back with her right hand to spread herself open, grinding herself back against Dai's tongue. He wastes no time=, and presses his tongue inside her, licking as deeply as he can. Then suddenly he stops, and all she can feel is his hot breath against against her flushed, wet, skin. "I know that's not what you want my little cat. I know what you want." Sanea moves between his legs, reaching in between his hind legs and grabbing him by the balls, her voice a low, sultry murmur. "..and you belong to me. This here belongs to me. the rogue massages them with her other hand. I don't like a tease, and you want me, or maybe you simply want to fuck, either way, you want it bad." *You know me so well... I am yours, I simple beast for you to command... and I need you badly* Dai ruts forward, thrusting into empty air, he lets out a low, needy, whine. Sanea moves herself into position, aligning her body with his, rubbing the pointed tip of his cock on her velvety folds. His hard, hot meat pressing up against her, grinding up and down a few times, before he presses forwards, spreading her wide in a single stroke. Sanea enjoys herself, squirming with pleasure, pushing back against him, making sure to take as much cock inside her with each thrust as she possible could. Dai's breathing come in short feral panting, filling her ears with the sound, and that, along with the feeling of his body covering her, his cock pistoning in and out of her, becomes her whole world. Sanea is sweating and moaning like a bitch in heat. She enjoys every thrust, reveling in the feeling of the slightly barbed, feline cock, thrusting into her, again and again. Her agreement echoes through the small glad, as she allows the beast at least twice her size, take her just as he wants. *Come on little one.... show me how much you're enjoying yourself.* He pulls almost all the way out and then forcefully hilts himself again and again, dragging against her most sensitive spot on the way out, again and again. She can't hold back for long, and her body spasm in orgasmic bliss, squirting her juices all over them both. One she's come down from the climax, even still between moans and ragged breaths, she manages to speak up: "You've had me quite a few times. But I will let you have me whenever, wherever, as long as you are going to stay as my tiger, if you stay with me forever. As my pet. For real. My own, only mine." He gives a few last deep thrust, all the way inside, and then he stays balls deep. She can feel his cock twitching inside her as he start cumming too. He does not stay still for long though, He adjusts his body slightly, and then he starts thrusting again. The sudden movement forces their mixed juices to leak out, accompanied by lewd, wet noises. He's now thrusting into her at a new angle, no longer simply dragging against her most sensitive area, but thrusting directly against it, each and every time. *Whenever... I should just strap you to my belly... I could have you all the time...Oh, I felt that! You liked the thought of that, did you? Come on... I know there's a bit more in you until I... move on.* She's pushed over edge again, squirting even more this time, her arms giving out, and as she slides of off his cock, her sweat covered body collapses onto the ground. Dai gets off of her, he gets a water skin, and drags it over to her, *Drink up, little one... we're not done yet.* The smell of sex is heavy in the air... and as she greedily grab the water skin, emptying its contents, she gets a clear view of his cock, shining with their combined fluids and how matted the fur around his hind legs is from sweat and her previous orgasms. "So... we're not done, huh? Do you need me to clean you up... is that it?" *No... at least not... yet. So if I am to be yours, can I also have you however?* "Of course, I am sure many of your other forms are just as fun to play with." *That's not what I'm talking about.* Sanea gets a puzzled look on her face, but then it dawns on her, just as the large cat moves to mount her again, his hot large cock pressing up against the tight rosebud of her ass, and she smiles. "Give it to me... I am yours, as you are mine."

Chapter 2 - Verse II

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Legend of Zelda franchise. The Legend of Zelda franchise is owned by Nintendo. The only things that I DO own are original characters, themes, and plots. I wrote this story with entertainment purposes in mind only, and have made no monetary gain off of this work of fiction. This story is intended for a mature audience and should not be read by anyone under the age of majority in their area.  Legacy of Zelda:  Song of Time  A Zelda Futanari Fanfiction by  Sake Saiyajin  Verse II:  “Sunshine in a Dark Forest”  XXX  Jimmying down the hole like a frisky rabbit scurrying about for a tasty carrot was not her idea of a fun time. The hole was tiny, barely even big enough to fit a child, and was dark, damp, and very claustrophobic. She’d curse Mido if she felt it would do her any good, for as much as the boy was being a horse’s arse there really was no helping the fact that she needed a weapon. If Mido were kind enough he could have let her have the standard hunting gear for a Kokiri huntsmen, but instead she had to forage for her weapon and shield.  She had already dived into her coin purse for some rupees to purchase a Kokiri shield of her own. The only other thing that she needed to knock Mido one and shut the arse up was a sword, and the only one available that weren’t meant for the hunting parties was the Hero sword in Kokiri grove.  Getting to the grove was turning out to be a pain. Someone had felt it would be a perfectly sound idea to carve a tiny hole in the rock wall that surrounded the side of the village and connect it to a neighboring branch of the forest. The grove that she intended to find was on the other side of the wall, and Link was now finding that she didn’t much care for tight spaces.  When at last that she managed to pry herself from the hole onto the other side of the wall, she found herself kneeling in a bed of grass with streams of light dancing down from the trees and splashing upon the ground. A soft grinding noise filled the grove, creating an ambiance that was slightly ethereal. When she finally climbed to her feet and went about her way she discovered a short maze to impede her path, and as she circled around once she heard the grinding noise grow into a roar.  Oceanic blue eyes flashed back the way she had come to find a boulder rolling down from one side of the maze. Shocked as she was, it was instinct that saved her as she threw herself into a recess on the path, her body softly landing with a near silent thud into a bed of long grass as the boulder rolled passed.  Link waited for a spell, caution and cunning holding her body still. She heard the boulder roll past her cubbyhole again and again three times until at last that she rose to her shins. When she turned about in place to watch as the boulder rolled passed again she took careful measure of the time until it returned to pass the little alcove that she took sanctuary within. Once it passed she began counting down at the same moment that her body came alive with action.  Small and frail as she was, she was a quick little thing and made quick time through the circular maze until she spotted a distant alcove some point further in the maze. As the boulder was gaining on her dashing form, Link took her chance and threw herself into the recess to collide solidly with an aged brown chest.  A bit giddy at the thrill of her dangerous flight, Link’s fingers were somewhat unstable as she fiddled with the clasp that held the chest shut. When she at last managed to throw the top off the chest, she found to her relief the item of her desire waiting innocuously within the confines of the chest.  Short and without adornment, simple and effective, the blade would look more like a long dagger in the hands of an adult rather than the sword it was in the hands of a Kokiri. As it was, it was fairly long for the blond child, and though aged considerably it still retained an incredible degree of sharpness as the pricking of her finger upon the tip drew a bead of blood to the air.  ”Well, ain’t you just a treat,” Link giggled, swishing the blade through the air. A quick survey of the chest found a sheath at the very bottom, and with careful movements the young hero managed to lay the sheath and sword across her back within easy reach of her tiny arms.  Satisfied with her short adventure, Link began her race back into the village, outpacing raging boulders and squirming into confined spaces until she managed to poke her body out on the other side to gratefully breathe warm and spicy spring air, completely at odds with the damp, chill, and earthen scented air of the hole.  “Y’all ‘right, Link?” the boy who spoke was a Know-it-All brother, a Kokiri boy with orange hair and a stout physique. He was perched rather obtrusively on a nearby fence, acting as a curator for the training grounds where young Kokiri hunters practiced their skills in the sword and bow.  “S’alright,” Link nodded, brushing a hand through her damp bangs and wiping the sweat from her brow. This close to summer and the Kokiri forest was sweltering, and it would only get worse. Physical activity only compounded the effects that the heat had on the body.  “Just make sure ya keep a flask of water on ya ter be safe,” the boy advised. Distracted, Link nodded, and turned to walk through the field dedicated to training.  “You’ll be sure of it,” Link agreed.  Finding Mido was not incredibly hard. Immobile as he was in front of the archway that separated Kokiri village from the depths of Kokiri forest made it easy to find him. Nor was he as accepting of her status as he had led her to believe. Thankfully, Saria’s passing by managed to dissuade the boy’s rampant mouth, allowing her to pass relatively unhindered. It was only Saria’s parting appreciation of her buttocks that made the blond Kokiri’s exit from the village awkward at all.  The Great Deku Tree made it a point to speak with its children many times throughout their lives. Though the grove that the Tree called its home was about an hour from the village when a Kokiri set a good pace, it wasn’t quite that far a distance as to warrant an excessive of supplies. So Link only walked into the forest with the sword and shield on her back.  “This is a good pace,” Navi commented, observing the speed at which they hurried through the forest path, “You’re managing quite well so far,” she complimented. To this, Link merely rolled her eyes.  “I bought a shield and found a sword, and Saria gave Mido a tongue lashing. Whoop-dee-fucking-doo,” Link’s voice was frustrated, and not merely because of how grating Navi’s high pitched voice was to her sensitive ears. There was also the fact that the fairy had interrupted what might have turned into a really good dicking. Knowing Fado and Saria, it wasn’t a stretch that they would have exhausted each other at some point in the day. With a lack of sleep and without sexual release her patience was being tested.  “You sure do have a mouth for a little girl,” Navi grumbled. Link ignored her. She might have held a more pleasant conversation with the fairy if her nerves weren’t as frayed as they were, but they were so she couldn’t be bothered to care.  It was not immediately apparent that something was wrong. Nearly thirty minutes into the path and the forest was still vibrantly green and the wind was still sweet and spicy…but the scent of decay lingered the further she traveled, and to the blonde’s sharp eyes she could spot the scattering of brown leaves decorating the forest floor amidst the green grass.  The further they traveled into the forest, the more the wrongness of the forest became all the more apparent. Growing tense as her hunter instincts warned her of mounting danger, Link’s hands desperately twitched with the need to grasp firm and reassuring steel.  When at last the peace of the forest was disturbed it was in an instance of action.  From the branches above they dropped, tall and lean and bronze skinned. They moved with a jerky stiffness, as if uncomfortable in their own bodies, though as their eyes fell upon Link’s wary form their bodies began to limber.  They were all thin, with bodies that appeared like a spring, primed for action, but liken also to ferrets, slender and fast. They did not have many obvious curves, but what they had was exaggerated to a disproportionate degree. Their breasts were heavy, topped with smoke colored nipples, and their waists tapered down into an hourglass. Though their bums were small they were taut with strength, and their skin was unblemished, a bronze color that was as distracting as the heavy weight between their thighs. There was a feral edge to them, their black hair untamed, and their red eyes wild. Their faces were rather plain, attractive in their simplicity, but it was their mouths that defined them, with thick, plump and dusky lips opened to reveal two rows of razor sharp teeth.  In actuality, the rigid flesh that jutted from their pelvises was not as nearly intimidating as the vicious mouths that belonged to these feral women. They snapped and drooled and hissed and growled like a pack of rabid dogs. They circled around her, cautious and measuring, obviously judging her threat level.  When Link removed her sword and shield from her back to take up defense against these creatures a collective hiss resounded amongst the pack of wild women. The leader, the tallest and fullest bodied, obviously the oldest of the group, began making odd animal noises as she cautiously approached the hero, avoiding Link’s sword as the blond lashed out in a slash that curved her blade in an arch.  “Careful, Link,” Navi warned, landing atop the hero’s head and watching the monster girls to their backs, “More and more monster women are appearing in this forest day by day. These are some of them. Deku Baba: they are savage women, little more than wild animals. Whether they are male or female, they have only one concern with those that they catch: mating,” the fairy explained.  “A bit busy at the moment,” Link advised, slashing her sword to ward off her pursuers as she tried to find an opening in the circle that they had formed. “Any idea how to kill them should they get under my guard?” she asked.  “No,” said Navi.  “Well, aren’t you just full of all kinds of help?” Link scowled.  For several minutes the blond hero fought them off, managing to actually push them back into the forest, but there were many and she never managed to even scratch them, while they continued to wear her down. Her body quickly fatigued, unused to wielding a sword for more than just to decapitate wild game when out hunting for the daily meal of the Kokiri village, and her sword grew heavy in her hand.  A desperate lunge with her blade was intercepted. Long fingers tipped with black nails gripped her hand clasped to the hilt of the sword, and a powerful fist slammed solidly into her jaw. Link thrust her shield forward and smacked the monster girl away with a body shaking blow and backed uneasily way, her lip dribbling blood.  “That was too close,” Navi sighed in relief, “You need to be careful, Link. We don’t have time to be playing around.”  “Wish it were as simple as you make it sound,” Link grumbled, shifting her sword and locking eyes with one of the bronze skinned women as she tried to flank the girl. As small and fragile as she was, and as big and powerful as these monster girls were, it was all too easy to miscalculate and be overwhelmed. Link needed to keep a fresh mind if she hoped to make it out of this situation alive.  A monster girl to her right feinted, and Link reacted, not realizing the move as she slashed down with her sword, though the short reach missed completely. At the same time, one of the Deku Baba rushed forward, long fingers digging into her sword arm and prying. Link cried out, swatting at the monster girl with her shield, but another woman was there, grabbing at her shield arm.  Before she knew it she was divested of her weapon and shield, and flung to the ground in the middle of the crowd of monster girls. Before she could stop them the two women that had rid her of her equipment chucked them further into the dark of the forest so that the young hero lost sight of them.  “Dammit, Link! I told you to be careful,” Navi exclaimed, batting at the blonde’s forehead with her tiny fists, before leaning down to whisper in the girl’s ear, “You’ll need to be very careful if you want to make it out of this alive. Deku Baba don’t much care for resistance, you know.”  Rising to her knees, fisting her hands and growling at the women, Link whispered hurriedly back at the fairy, “What would you suggest?”  “Whatever they want you to do, do it, with no hesitation,” Navi warned worriedly, before pulling herself from Link’s cap and floating in front of the small hero. “Monster Girls are especially concerned with breeding, and usually won’t pass up a willing woman. Though they aren’t partial to gender, their main concern is reproduction, so they’ll usually choose women over men anyways…”  Hissing under her breath, face glowing red with both anger and embarrassment and a minute trace of lust, Link grumbled, “I was supposed to mate with Fado and Saria…”  “I know, I know,” Navi sighed, shaking to and fro through the air, before darting away, “But needs must!” and like that, she disappeared into the treetops.  Left alone in a crowd of monster girls, Link was slowly herded into a corner as the Deku Baba cautiously approached. Though not truly sentient, as they were rather lowly monster girls, on some level they recognized the aggressiveness of the hero and were wary of her actions.  Mind racing with possibilities, the young hero feverishly sought a means to escape her current predicament. No one solution stuck out as feasible. She was small and frail, and as quick and nimble as she was, she didn’t much believe she was capable of out lasting these monster girls should a race through the forest be warranted.  One of the smaller bronze skinned women lunged, and Link ducked, weaved away, and backed against a tree. A look over the heads of the women showed her what her mind was telling her. From all sides she was surrounded, and the only way to escape was up. But to climb the tree would put her back to the women, something that she knew that they would capitalize on.  When all roads lead nowhere, take the most obvious and quickest route possible…straight through.  Link rolled, managing to make it under the alpha’s legs, and popped back up to run. But a large hand lashed out and wrapped around her slender throat, pulling her backwards.  “No!” Link cried, thrashing.  The alpha hissed in her ear, fingers tightening to caution the girl. Link stilled, waiting, and the leader growled lowly at the other monster girls. They backed away warily.  Held in arms bigger than most of her small body, bronze body tense with powerful muscles made for killing, and fucking, Link was but all too helpless to her captor’s every which whim. She turned her head, catching the eye of the Deku Baba, surprised when the dark skinned woman placed her thick lips atop the girl’s brow before lowering her face to plant one quick kiss to the young girl’s lips.  “Wha—?” Link wondered. The Deku Baba chattered, a snickering sound almost like a dog laugh.  Large hands moved slowly down her body, distracting Link further as she turned her head down to watch as the bronze skinned woman felt up her slim chest and thin arms and shoulders. Impossibly hot fingers danced over the girl’s stomach, making the blond wriggle helplessly in the grasp of her tormentor. Then, pushing her hand up the girl’s tunic, the older woman palmed at the girl’s lackluster chest, fingers ghosting over suddenly bright red flesh and plucking at fattening nipples.  “Oh—!” Link’s sigh was half in relief and half in enthusiasm. Whatever the case, the Deku Baba appreciated the girl’s voice. Link turned her head to watch as the dark skinned woman plucked and groped at the girl’s chest, experimenting with an eager smile on her lips that exposed her two rows of razor sharp teeth. One large hand trailed, brushing down the blonde’s taut stomach muscles only to pry at the waistband of the girl’s skirt, then to dip between the girl’s thighs to find that Link was not only bare but moist with sudden eagerness.  Fingers dipped, pushing into too tight folds that made Link groan in pleasure, leaning against the older woman’s heavy bosom. The alpha appreciated the girl’s tightness, her suddenly aching masculinity rising with her lust and poking into the girl’s now exposed bum. Link arched against the woman, spreading her legs so that the Deku Baba could have an easier reach. The monster girl was only too happy to acquiesce to the girl’s bodily demands, pushing two long fingers into the girl’s wet warmth that clenched down on its invaders with passionate intensity.  “Ah, right ~ there!” Link gasped as the dark skinned woman’s fingers brushed a place inside her that made her body sore with pleasure. As unfamiliar with sex as she was, the girl did not know of such pleasure. As experienced as Saria and Fado were, they were quite unfamiliar with her body and did not know of such a spot inside the girl’s dripping peach.  The alpha recognized the reaction, having taken many a reluctant girl and woman in her day. With a practiced each, the woman targeted that spot within the girl’s body and attacked it with confidence and cruelty, making Link cry out in bliss and thrash in her arms. The Deku Baba merely returned the action with her own, planting a bedding of flowery kisses to the girl’s exposed throat while humping the length of her cock against the girl’s surprisingly plump and taut ass.  “Okay, o—okay,” Link panted, pressing the palm of her hand into the other woman’s muscled stomach and showing her own willingness to accept the Deku Baba’s demands. “I know what that means,” she sighed, glancing over her shoulder. Seeing the girl’s sudden willingness, the Deku Baba reached down to hook her hands underneath the girl’s thighs before lifting her up to hover in the dark skinned woman’s laps. Using her hands to steady herself against her attacker’s body, Link bit her lip and reached down to wedge the monster girl’s monstrously sized head against her moist heat.  A flex of her hips saw the first few inches of the monster girl’s massive erection spear into the girl’s folds. The suddenness of the action and her own tightness made the spreading of her nether lips around a penis much bigger than any she was used to slightly painful. Link bit her lip, shuddering, feeling something tear slightly inside her as the Deku Baba slowly pushed herself further and up into the girl.  At eight and nine inches in length, Saria and Fado were respectively the biggest girl’s in the Kokiri village; against the boys in the village there was no contest, and the twins were the closest girls to their actual size. Compared to this Deku Baba and they were as nothing, dwarfed by a monster girl’s abnormality.  Bigger than any cock she had taken before in her life, a grand total of two before this moment, it was no surprise that something was torn inside little Link’s fragile flower. But monster girls were clever in their own rights, and were adaptive enough to react in a favorable fashion to encourage frequent exchanges between a monster girl in her victims.  A long finger poked at the bud of Link’s small clitoris, the long black nail teasing the girl’s slit and helping Link forget the pain. The hero adjusted, wincing, and relaxing into her captor’s grip as the Deku Baba began to thrust her hips, long fingers manipulating the girl’s moist lips to excite new moans from the resident of the Kokiri Village’s facial lips.  “This…not so bad,” Link sighed. Besides the initial tearing the Deku Baba wasn’t hurting her worse. The hero still felt a mite bit too stretched though, and Deku Baba still had a ways to go, though she was taking careful thrusts into the girl’s cunt to help Link stretch around her and sink deeper into her too tight womanhood. Eight inches was more than enough to strike at the opening of Link’s prepubescent womb, and fifteen was more than enough to pierce it and sink into the bottom of her womb.  “Urgh!” Link groaned as the Deku Baba finally managed to sink balls deep into the girl’s small pussy. Link wriggled, feeling almost too stretched and too full for her to bear. But the monster girl was experienced in these matters, and nearly almost from the instant that she sank into the girl the bronze skinned woman was pulling out, making the blond feel suddenly too empty.  Link’s insides popped as the monster girl removed her massive head from the hero’s cervix, sliding her cock out of the girl’s hypersensitive walls until just the giant head remained. Then the Deku Baba stopped, waiting.  “What are you — oh!” Link exclaimed as the Deku Baba thrust back into the girl as deeply as possible in one motion. Massive balls swooped up to clap into the girl’s suddenly plump lips and clitoris, and the monster girl’s playing hand.  Then the Deku Baba removed herself, making Link’s insides desperately clutch at the woman’s burning hot malehood to try and stop the vacant feeling from forming. Of course, since the Deku Baba was larger and stronger, it was a simple matter to pull out to her head before stuffing the girl back up with more girlcock in one smooth and well-practiced blow. By the fifth thrust Link was on the verge of an orgasm, the likes of which she very much had never known.  The Deku Baba alpha leaned down and hissed into the hero’s ears, causing Link to shudder as she felt the monster girl pull out fully this time, leaving the blond to feel uncomfortably exposed to the chill air. The bronze skinned woman’s giant meat pole skidded across Link’s dripping lips and the woman’s own clutching hand, before she reared back her hips and sunk herself in with a force that sent Link over the edge.  A cry of “Oh Goddesses!” spilled from the blond Kokiri’s lips as she shuddered eagerly against the older woman’s powerful body. Muscles tensing, twitching as she felt Link’s already tight walls nearly strangling her mighty cock, the Deku Baba alpha waited, watching the girl’s euphoric expression.  Link sagged against the woman as her orgasm tapered off. Seeing the girl relaxing against her heavy bosom, the Deku Baba restarted her thrusts, causing Link’s moans and groans to start up again.  Link glanced back, taking in the intense expression on the monster girl’s face, the sweat dripping on her brow as she cradled the hero’s small body in her arms and continued her gentle prodding. Already feeling a new orgasm building, Link reached up to run her small fingers across the woman’s cheeks.  “Harder,” she told the woman. The very instant those words were uttered the Deku Baba went into action, her hips flashing back and forth as she sank herself repeatedly into the small girl’s body again and again as her breathing picked up intensity.  “Oh ~ shit!” Link enthused, letting the alpha do all the work as she wriggled her body excitedly against the woman’s. In a few quick strokes of her hips, the woman sent Link spiraling into another orgasm that was followed by another and another, each more intense and growing quicker than any that Saria or Fado had managed to coax from her body.  Link kind of lost track of time, the scenery around her blurring as the pleasure diffused to all points of her body, from her hair to her toes as the Deku Baba alpha continued to totally dominate the girl with her presence alone.  What might have been hours later Link noticed the sudden change in the woman’s expression and her actions. Her thrusting had grown into shorter, harder thrusts, and her face was pinched with extreme concentration, lips pulled back in a grimace that exposed her rows of shark teeth.  Then, as quickly as it all had begun, it stopped.  The Deku Baba’s thrusting stilled, a little bird like “Awhh~ahk!” erupting from the alpha’s lips as she ground her prick as deep into Link’s small body as possible. From inside her, Link could feel the monster girl’s warmth spilling into her, flooding and splashing deep in her insides. Most futanari came in the bucket full. It usually meant bathing and guaranteed pregnancy afterwards, but none of that was on the hero’s mind.  For a few minutes they stayed locked together, Link experiencing the euphoria of being filled up with an alpha monster girl’s seed to the point of near overflowing. She felt warm, sticky, and very satisfied, something that allowed her to enjoy the Deku Baba’s tender embrace all the more as she relaxed into the bigger woman’s heavy bust.  Then the woman was pulling out and away, Link’s body tightly sucking and grasping at her to hold the woman to and inside her. But there was no stopping the alpha’s retreat, and in seconds the monster girl removed her massive head from the girl’s pink open, causing a new flood of white slime to pour out of the girl’s suddenly gaping orifice.  Monster girl semen had healing properties in it, so that they could rape a woman or man bloody if they so felt it and leave their victim perfectly healed and as tight and capable as before. However, that fact was not on Link’s mind as she was lowered to the ground.  Since she only had the time to wonder how long all this would take before another Deku Baba was climbing over her.  To Be Continued…

Chapter 2 - Sanbriza - Blood Elf/Demon, Warlock.

Sanbriza was a rather (well, not really) unremarkable Blood Elf, but then she fused herself with the essence of a demon. After a series of inner conflicts, her consciousness came out on top, and she now rules over a body brimming with Fel energies. As a result, what was once a rather unremarkable looking elf, is now a slightly above average height elf with a killer body. With that I'm not only referring to the fact that she's vicious in combat, but also the fact that her breast are... not huge, but on her otherwise slim body, they do look it. Add to this that her ass is on the more-grab friendly side, and with a waist like hers, and that is to say, her's is the kind that really give someone an hourglass figure. She's got light skin, not pale, rather porcelain in appearance, but when she gathers power, for whatever reason, it darkens towards a grey-ish blue. She's known to sport wings, a succubus's tail, and possibly other demonic traits from time to time. This is all topped of by a head of gold-blond hair, kept shoulder-length and often in a bun, out of the way of her horns. Her eyes glow with a, even for a blood elf, unnatural fiery-green. Her slim, blood-red, lips are locked in a seemingly perpetual and devious smirk, and it's rare to see them in another expression. That is, unless you're "under the covers" with her, although, she rarely does anything under covers. Nor her horns or her eye's color are the most outstanding feature of her demonic powers. That would rather be the seal adorning her pelvis. This seal, when unleashed "summons" a demonic dick, it's size varies greatly depending on her partner, but she's been reported to have bragged that "I could size this thing up to my size", but she then went on to say "but who would I fuck with that?". Sanbriza is highly dominant and manipulative. Still, she values sex itself far above dominating others, and will occasionally play a submissive part, if she can get something out of it greater than if she would keep to her usual demeanor. She also does not mind a challenge, and has, to this point, with her alchemical abilities, managed to brew a potion or elixir, that allows the one drinking it to support a temporary cock. The specifics of this concoction aren't fully known, but depending on the blend of the two main ingredients, affect the length of the effect. She's in a relationship with the Mage Sinastra, due to certain circumstances, her body have the same properties as Aeshan's, and Sanbriza likes testing how big she can make herself before thrusting for goal. 

Chapter 2 - The Vixen Of Vengeance- Confrontation #2 (COMPLETE)

Author’s note: I decided to save a little clean-up from the last encounter for this chapter since I had them pre-rolled and could tell this would be shorter than most. As a relatively inexperienced heroine, Sofia will logically continue to grow throughout her encounters. Dependant on the results of these encounters, the Vixen of Vengeance is capable of developing both positive and negative traits and abilities. In keeping with a far from flawless victory, Sofia has gained BOTH a positive and negative trait, going forward, as a result of the first encounter which we already witnessed. Due to the fact that she did not fail a single one of her shots (and the fact that her reflexes and hand-eye could use a little something to feel a little more “super”), Sofia has gained the “I don’t miss” ability, meaning she now gets one reroll per failed shooting attempt. For her negative trait, I have honed in on the perfect fail that she rolled immediately after Thug #4 first revealed his cock. From now on, Sofia may be the potential subject of “Big Cock Shock”. This will be checked at a simple rate of 50/50. The first time a cock is revealed, if it’s big, she will sacrifice her next turn, and forgo defense attempts, until the next round. Now, we can return to the greater task-at-hand. Sofia has successfully taken all she can from confrontation #1. The interrogated thug fairly easily coughed up the exact address of the current clubhouse for Rodriguez’s men. Now. Sofia has a choice on her hands. Sofia can simply go to the spot in question right now. Nothing is stopping her; but, is this the most advisable strategy? If she goes home, she can get a full change of clothes, fresh ammunition, a good night’s sleep (to fully recover vitality), and be able to take her mind off of what she just had done to her (greatly reducing the stimulation coursing through her body). If she makes her move immediately, she will only have a car ride to regroup. Sure, she does have a single munitions clip in her car (all that she needs right now) and a single spare costume; but, she won’t be able to replace her shredded panties, or, really, catch her breath. The choice is hanging above our heroine's head. Normally it would basically be a 50/50  toss-up but Sofia is particularly aggressive, bold and determined. Still, she does have a good head on her shoulders and, above all else, wants to succeed in her greater mission. Briefly, the Vixen of Vengeance ponders the conundrum then decides. We’ll say she needs a 76+ to override her personality and make the smart decision. (+30 for personality, -5 for intelligence since it’s greatly outweighed by the other factors) Rolling 76+: 11 Rolled, she IS going tonight!  Boldly, Sofia makes her choice. In short order, she returns to her vehicle, gathers the replacement gear that she does have on her, and types the address she was given into her gps. Truthfully, Sofia hopes to find that there’s a bit of a distance between she and her next destination so that she might at least be able to perform some small measure of mental reset. The distance she has to travel will determine just what kind of reprieve she can get. Our options will be as follows: 1. Short: vitality +2, stim: -D6 2. Medium: vitality +4, stim: - D12 3. Far: +6 vitality, stim: -D18 Rolling for distance: 1- Short. Sofia + 2 vitality to 10 Rolling Stim recovery (D6): 6! Sofia -6 stim to 39 (Only Annoyed) Regrettably, Sofia finds that she has no great luck in this department as her next target is only a couple of miles away. Silently mulling over what her exact course of action will be once she arrives on the scene, the Vixen of Vengeance nonchalantly turns her engine over; then, proceeds along her way, at least in her mind, hot on the heels of the man that killed her parents. New York City- January 17th, 2032 (10:00 p.m.) Confrontation #2 Before long, at all, Sofia pulls up at a warehouse, which honestly doesn’t look that different from the one that she just came from. Without hesitation, she parks out of plain-view, grabs her gear, and approaches the dingy building on foot. It only takes our lovely latina idol a few steps to reach the side of the building. Logically, the main question is just what to do next. Really, the Vixen of Vengeance can either bust right in or scout her target first. Of course, busting in, guns ablazing, increases the probability of forcing herself into a outnumbered situation. At the same time, it will guarantee her the ability to make the first move. Sofia, again, has a similar sort of choice to make. Eager to make progress, the V.O.V doesn’t wait long to decide. Somewhat surprisingly, she rolls 85 on a 76+, and plays it smart.  Against her natural impulses, Sofia makes the wise decision to creep up on the windows, and travel the perimeter of the building, in order to gain a better understanding of just what she’s dealing with. The proverbial coast is clear on the outside of the structure; but, she does spot 6 men, standing around, on the inside.  Now that Sofia knows more about the enemy presence, she’s able to make a more strategic break into the building; however, considering how much difficulty four men just gave her, the V.O.V does have her reservations. While her natural propensity is to bring the proverbial pain, the undetected idol still does have the opportunity to turn this into more of a stakeout; an option to exchange a little patience and time for better odds. Briefly, Sofia weighs her options. (She’s already playing it smart so we’ll bring down the aggressivity just a little bit for this one)  Rolling 65+ to proceed with warranted caution: 67 Rolled! (No way, a dice-rolling heroine actually overcoming her weaknesses and making it easier for herself, who comes up with this crap?) Patiently, our heroine chooses to stand her ground and hope that a few strays break off from the greater pack. It takes a bit over half an hour but, eventually, some of the thugs do leave the stronghold; actually, headed relatively close to our idol’s location. Encounter difficulty: 34 (Easy, borderline low average) that’ll be two thugs but to spice things up a little bit one will be a “gang vet”, something of a general, with slightly different stats. Luckily, for Sofia, there’s only two of them, and so, her cooler-headed approach seems like it might just be paying off. Still, there’s always a time for action; and, that time is now. Excited to finally get a move on, the V.O.V goes to quickly take these two thugs out before any of their allies can overhear, or stumble across, the struggle. With the element of surprise still comfortably on her side, the Vixen of Vengeance proudly makes her first move. Participants: Sofia Gonzalez AKA Vixen Of Vengeance Vitality: 10/15 Strength: 2 (Average) Agility: 3 (Super-human) Durability: 2 (Human) Key Personality Traits: Aggressive, Determined, Bold, Vengeful Clothing: Outfit/Bra (Top): 2/2, Pants/Panties (Bottom): 1/2 Weapons: 2 x 9mm pistols (6 shots each, LVL 3 Piercing) Abilities: Enhanced Marksmanship (Crits at 86+), I Don’t Miss (One reroll per missed shot) Negative Traits: Big Cock Shock (50/50 chance to secede turn/defense when a cock is first revealed) Emotional State: Only Annoyed Stimulation: 39/100 Thug HP: 6 Strength: 2 Agility: 2 Durability: 2 Weapons: Unarmed Abilities: None Gang Vet HP: 7 Strength: 2 Agility: 2 Durability: 2 Weapons: Unarmed Abilities: Experienced Touch (+2 Stim to each “flesh on flesh” or “intense flesh on flesh” action) →Round #1 Roll for initiative: Sofia (54), Gang Vet (14), Thug (2) Sofia: ATK, 26+:35, Target: Thug, (D3) 3 damage to Thug GV: ATK, 21+: 97 Crit, guaranteed hit. (D3) -3 vitality to Sofia Thug: ATK, 21+:35—Sofia dodge, 29+:82 (DODGED) Moving with authority, Sofia wastes no time in delivering a strong kick to the side of the closest thug’s face, briefly staggering the criminal. Reacting far more quickly than Sofia possibly expected, the Gang Vet beside her initial target expertly meets the Vixen of Vengeance with a stiff kick to the sternum, matching every bit of intensity that our heroine’s bringing to the table.  Furious at being struck, the other thug soon tries to pile on; but, thankfully, Sofia maintains enough wherewithal to avoid the more sluggish man’s sloppy, retaliatory fist.  →Round #2 Roll for initiative: Sofia (24), Thug (16), Gang Vet (7) Sofia: SHT, 29+:60, Target: Thug, (D4) 3 damage to Thug (THUG DOWNED) (-1 bullet to SA1) Thug: DOWNED Gang Vet: ATK, 21+:14 (FAIL) Well aware that she only needs one of these two goons to be conscious and healthy enough to answer her questions, Sofia wisely cuts into their threat by simply drawing her gun and casually dropping the lesser thug with a perfectly-placed shot. Watching his comrade collapse, the Gang Vet widely swings in the V.O.V’s direction as a countermeasure; but, he entirely misses his mark. →Round #3 Roll for initiative: Gang Vet (14), Sofia (9) Gang Vet: GRB, 26+: 100 NAT, guaranteed grapple plus bonus move Gang Vet (2): SEX, Target: Mouth, Force: 73, Tongue Down Throat. Stim (D3) 2 Stim to Sofia, +2 bonus stim for “experienced touch” trait. Sofia’s reaction: 84 “Heavy Breathing” Note: Sofia is at 43 stim, at 41 returned to “Stunned” on the reactions scale Sofia: ATK, 29+:33, Target: GV, (D3) 1 damage to GV Unexpectedly, the Gang Vet’s brash attack may have just been launched to put Sofia off-balance, as he quickly follows it up with a lunge that results in the middle-aged scoundrel getting himself an impressively firm grip on the Vixen of Vengeance. Temporarily in complete control, the Gang Vet doesn’t hesitate to press his newfound advantage. Set out for self gratification, mixed with a desire to humiliate the idol who harmed his friend, the experienced criminal hurriedly shoves his tongue down the idol’s throat, in an aggressive kissing motion. Astonished, for a fleeting second, Sofia feels her breathing pick up as she gets a little carried away with the admittedly incredible kisser forcing himself upon her. Of course, it only takes her a few seconds to come to her senses. Aggressively, she reels back and kicks at her captor’s knee; but, caught within his grip, she doesn’t establish a great range of motion and, so, she does very little damage. In fact, the Gang Vet doesn’t even stop kissing the V.O.V to acknowledge the strike. →Round #4 Roll for initiative: Gang Vet (21), Sofia (8) Gang Vet: SEX, currently “Tongue Down Throat”, Force: 53, advances to “Cock In Face”. Stim (D3) 2 Stim to Sofia, +2 bonus stim for “experienced touch” trait. Sofia’s reaction: 28 “Moistening” Sofia’s “Big Cock Shock Test”: (50/50) NOPE Sofia: BF, 39+:100 NAT, No Fun For the Readers but Breaks Free + Bonus turn Sofia (2): ATK, 29+:27 (FAIL) Flexing his superior positioning, the Gang Vet's response is not a painful one but a disrespectful one. Roughly, he forces Sofia right onto her knees and begins to wrestle himself free from his pants by tugging at his belt. Briefly stymied, Sofia finds herself caught, looking up at the bulge in her enemy’s pants, right before he removes his trousers, and subsequently his boxers, entirely. Slightly embarrassingly, Sofia actually finds herself genuinely curious about just what this experienced criminal is going to reveal to her; especially, considering the tantalizing immensity of the last cock that was forced into her face. Sadly, a short second later, she finds herself entirely nonplussed by the remarkably hard but otherwise completely pedestrian member that the Gang Vet unveils. Of course, this doesn’t stop the criminal from taking his 5 inches of hard flesh and jamming it into our heroine’s face; then, repeatedly smacking her with his phallus as she refuses to give him the time of day. After all, none of this is about Sofia’s enjoyment. Still, as she feels the continuous weighted bounce of the man’s flesh against her cheek and lips, Sofia is stunned to feel her tight, young pussy beginning to moisten, spurned on by the mere thought of all the other types of bouncing she could do with the sturdy, if modestly sized, member. Truly, it is the onset of this feeling that lets Sofia know she has to act now, before it’s too late. Summoning all of her strength, the V.O.V manages to pop up to her feet and escape her captor’s grip, all in one smooth motion. Doubling down, Sofia quickly throws an elbow but the Gang Vet, at least, sidesteps the strike. →Round #5 Roll for initiative: Gang Vet (28), Sofia (25) Gang Vet: ATK, 21+: 26—Sofia’s Dodge: 29+: 86 (DODGED) Sofia: ATK, 29+:44, (D3) 2 damage to GV Responding further, the Gang Vet throws a punch of his own but Sofia gracefully ducks out of the way of it. Elegantly, she converts the kinetic energy from the ducking motion into a powerful up-thrust, landing a snug uppercut against the Gang Vet’s jaw, all-but rendering him unconscious. →Round #6 Roll for initiative: Sofia (44), GV (7) Sofia: SHT, 29+: 92, (D4) 4 damage to GV (GV DOWNED) (-1 bullet to SA1) GV: DOWNED —CONFRONTATION CONCLUDED— Finally, now that she has recreated some distance between she and her opponent, the Vixen of Vengeance draws one of her guns and fires a debilitating shot into the Gang Vet’s right kneecap, instantly dropping him and draining him of any will to continue this fight. Final Summary: Sofia 7/15 vitality Top: 2/2 Bottoms: 1/2 Bullets: 4/6 and 6/6 Mood: Stunned Stim: 45/100 Well aware that she doesn’t have long before more goons come to check on these ones, Sofia quickly picks the Gang Vet up by the collar, up onto his injured leg, and gets right in his face. “Where’s Rodriguez?!” the V.O.V demands to know. Rolling for Interrogation: (Will be done only at D12, mostly due to ease of confrontation) and the roll is…11 = 11% + 17% previously (Sofia is now 28% to Rodriguez’s Location. 28/100) “Claudio?” the Gang Vet genuinely wonders. “No, Alonzo. Obviously! You work for him, right?” Sofia only slightly backpedals. “Yeah, I mean, sorta. We never see that guy. He’s on his own private island somewhere. All the orders come down through Claudio”  the Gang Vet elaborates. “His brother?” the V.O.V asks, slightly taken aback. “Yeah, his brother. Damn girl, you’re stickin’ your nose in some shit you don’t even understand” the criminal condescendingly retorts. “Don’t you worry about that. Just tell me where I can find him” Sofia switches tones, overtly annoyed. “I’ll tell you whatever you want, just, don’t cause us any more pain here” the Gang Vet effectively crumbles. Refocusing, the Vixen of Vengeance happily takes down the information before knocking her interrogation subject out with the butt of her gun so that he won’t be able to alert his nearby allies to her presence. (We don’t have much to go on but she deserves something positive for such a successful confrontation. I guess the next time Sofia reloads she will have “Extended Mags” giving her 8 bullets per gun since she likes to shoot so much and will need her weapons a lot more for different classes of enemies) Quietly, she then slinks away and gets back behind the wheel of her car. The Vixen of Vengeance, again, has the choice to pursue her lead tonight or wait until the following day. If she waits, she will have a great opportunity to recover but Rodriguez’s men will have time to get word to him; and, he will up his security. If she goes now, she will have to get things done almost entirely as is, with just the duration of a drive to perform some mild recuperation. (Normally, her impulse to continue will go down as she tires; but, her window to act on this one at peek effectiveness is slim so we’ll maintain the roll) Rolling 76+ test to overcome her character and rest: 53 Rolled, she is still going. Just as before, the distance she has to travel will determine just what kind of reprieve she can get. Our options are as follows: 1. Short: vitality +2, stim: -D6 2. Medium: vitality +4, stim: - D12 3. Far: +6 vitality, stim: -D18 Rolling distance: 3-Far! Sofia + 6 vitality to 13 Rolling Stim recovery (D18): 4 LOL. Sofia -4 stim to 41 (Still “Stunned”) Without much of a renewed vigor, Sofia lets sheer vengeance fuel her as she continues on her path towards her parents’ killer. Admittedly, I might’ve made the encounter a bit too easy but she rolled “easy” and came up with all the right rolls along the way. I figured it only fair to reward her  accordingly for doing things the most intelligent way available to her. Either way, don’t fret at the abbreviated length of this confrontation. I have already rolled ahead some and a whole lot more fun is coming. I also promise it’s not all just lame, plain, human thugs. I’ve just been setting a baseline/making sure to start off in a semi-realistic trajectory for the subject of the story. We’ll be getting our first taste of something a little more unique, next chapter, in our first “Special Encounter”. A “special encounter”, which I intend to come up every 3rd chapter or so (depending on when the final boss event comes up), will be more than just combat. It could include other physical feats, puzzle solving, tests of will, and many more tests to our heroine’s mettle, so stay tuned for that!

Chapter 4 - Verse IV

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the Legend of Zelda franchise. The Legend of Zelda franchise is owned by Nintendo. The only things that I DO own are original characters, themes, and plots. I wrote this story with entertainment purposes in mind only, and have made no monetary gain off of this work of fiction. This story is intended for a mature audience and should not be read by anyone under the age of majority in their area.  Legacy of Zelda:  Song of Time  A Zelda Futanari Fanfiction by  Sake Saiyajin  Verse IV:  “The Shrub's Nuts”  XXX  “–nk! Link! WAKE UP, LINK! Hey, LISTEN!” it was this shrill voice crying out to her that woke the little Kokiri.  Link started awake, and ended up falling onto her side.  “Ugh...Navi?” Link questioned, trying to peer up from the ground. She could see the little blue speck of light fluttering above her, looking down at the blond child with obvious frustration.  “It's about time that you woke up!” Navi proclaimed, landing in front of the hero. She stared the child down, placing her hands on her hips and looking down her nose at the girl. “Hurry up and get your sword and shield! We don't have the time to be lazing around!” she ordered. Link groaned, and shifted a little to try and push herself up, but her arms seemed to be restrained behind her back.  “Uh...a little help, here? I seem to be tied up,” Link explained her condition sheepishly. Navi huffed, and fluttered up to land on the hero’s back. Link tried not to pay attention to the little feet dancing on her backside.  Suddenly, Link felt the restraints on her arms release, and when she pulled her arms apart bits of hardened webbing went scattering away. Link slowly pulled herself up into a sitting position, peering up at the hovering fairy that was preening proudly.  “Well, move along then! We still need to break the curse on the Deku Tree!” Navi enthused, and mushed along the blond hero.  “Hold on a sec,” Link waved the fairy off, and stood. She turned to the chest propped against the wall, and very carefully reached into the chest and removed the slip of paper. As she unfurled it, she was pleased by the contents of the paper.  “It's a map,” Navi stated, unimpressed. Instead of taking offense, Link nodded unmindfully.  “A map should prove to be very helpful. At least now we won't get lost in this place,” Link peered down at the corner of the map that seemed to be the level they were on. Motioning to the door at the edge of the root bridge, Link explained, “Huh – it seems to be that the door there leads to two other rooms.” Link examined the next level up on the map, and sighed, “There's also another level above us. Seems that the only way that we'll get to it is by climbing these vines,” she explained, eying the vines that rose up the wall. Turning her attention to the level below, she sighed. “There's also two more levels below us. Just great.”  Rolling up the map, Link turned to the edge of the massive root and peered down at the ground floor.  “Well, hurry along then! We don't have a lot of time!” Navi urged the hero along. Link nodded, and slowly climbed down to the ground floor.  There were two more blood stains on the ground to go with those from earlier, the only remnants of the Skulltula women. Thankfully, close by to the stains lay her sword and shield, and as Link stooped to pick them up her reflexes kicked in and she rolled away, raising her sword.  Two more Deku Baba were shambling forwards, growling lowly in challenge. Link eyed the two women warily, knowing that surprise wasn't on her side like before, so she couldn't expect an easy victory.  “Link! Don't mess around with these women!” Navi warned off the hero. Link shook her head, and grimly felt inside her Pouch of Holding for her Deku Nuts.  Her hand snapped forward and the nuts pelted the ground in front of the women. Link screamed to Navi, “Close your eyes!” just as a great light flashed in front of them. Pressing her eyes tightly together, Link rolled forwards, and as she came up from her roll her eyes snapped open and she immediately lunged with her blade.  Confused and dazed by the flash of light, the Deku Baba weren't prepared to defend themselves, and Link's short blade cut through their necks in a single arch of her blade, splattering the floor with blood. The women lurched, clutching at their throats, before falling backwards and exploding in puffs of smoke.  “Link! What's happening?” Navi questioned, bobbing through the air and stumbling into walls. Link sighed tiredly, putting her sword and shield away as she turned to the dazed fairy.  “I told you to close your eyes,” Link stated, annoyed. She reached up to collect the fairy in her palm, and placed the blue creature onto her shoulder. “Just rest for a bit and the dizziness will pass.”  Link turned to the wall, ignoring Navi's reply, and slowly began to climb. Her arms and legs began to burn again, but by now Link was used to the fatigue and barely paid it any heed. At the top, she hoisted herself over the edge, and took a small rest to catch her breath. In the meantime, Navi's dizziness passed, and she slowly floated up over the young hero's head.  “No time for rest!” Navi cried, whapping the girl on her forehead. “The Deku Tree is still in danger! Hurry along, Link!”  “Yeah, yeah,” Link waved the fairy off, and slowly climbed to her feet. Her body ached with the pains of several good dickings, and was cold from the mix of semen that covered her clothing and skin, still moist despite the time that had passed since her rapists assaulted her. Link turned her attention to the doorway at the end of the root bridge, and moved along without complaint.  As Link approached the door Navi halted her by crying, “You can open a door by standing in front of it and pressing (A)!”  Link waited to see what the fairy would follow up the statement with, but to her disbelief the blue woman merely sheepishly floated around the child's head.  “You can't be serious...” Link shook her head, turning back to the door. “What the fuck is an (A), anyways?” she questioned rhetorically, not expecting an answer.  “Just open the damn door, Link!” Navi argued immediately. Link nodded, and pushed at the door with her hand, surprised when the door suddenly slid up into the wall of the tree. Link jumped back, pulling her sword from her back in one smooth motion, and waited in a guarded stance. The door slid shut again, but otherwise there was nothing else suspicious.  “We don't have time for this!” Navi exclaimed, urging the girl along.  “Right, right,” Link flushed in embarrassment, and approached the door again. This time, she was ready as the door slid open, and slowly entered the apparently empty room.  The room itself was circular, with bustles of leaves scattered at the center of the room. At the back of the room, on the other side from where Link stood, a massive red door stood, barred, and with a crystal idol fused to the wall above it, shaped into an eye.  Link cautiously sheathed her blade, and slowly entered the room. She circled the mess of leaves on the floor, and approached the doorway. Her fingers tapped one of the bars, her expression darkening.  “Just what am I supposed to do, now?” Link questioned her fairy companion. The voice that answered took her by surprise.  “You can go to sleep,” a soft voice interrupted the hero's thoughts, and took the girl by surprise as something powerful collided with Link's temple and dropped the girl into immediate unconsciousness.  When Link awoke again, she found her back pressed into a bed of soft leaves and her lower half raised. In between her outstretched legs a red skinned young girl was appreciating the blond girl's sex by running her hungry tongue across the heroine's nether lips.  “What the fuck? Navi, what the hell is going on!” Link demanded, searching the room for her companion and trying to ignore just how pleasant the other girl's actions were. Hearing the heroine's high voice, the older girl pulled her mouth from Link's nethers to grin sheepishly from between the V of the other child's legs.  “Sorry about that,” the red skinned girl apologized, surprising the hero enough by the fact that a Monster Girl was even capable of speech at all, so that Link put up no more fight as the Monster Girl continued. “I'm a Deku Shrub, and I was placed here to guard the treasure of this dungeon from adventurers and fortune seekers. If you want to pass, then you need to pay the toll.” She blinked her round, orange eyes at the hero, dipping her head to run a long tongue across the blond's puffy clitoris.  Link gave a strained moan, shocks of pleasure rolling through her body from the point of their contact. The girl stubbornly forced down her pleasure, instead glaring balefully at her captor.  “Navi, the fairy...what did you do with her?” Link demanded insistently. The Deku Shrub pulled her face from the girl's wet sex, her cheeks and lips smeared with the wet fluids of Link's quivering flesh.  Smiling beatifically at the girl, the Deku Shrub explained, “Nothing. As soon as I knocked you out she fled. Some friend you got there, girl,” the red skinned girl claimed, smiling from ear to ear. Apparently having enough of the conversation, the girl went back to eating out Link's dripping snatch. Link pressed her hand to her mouth and groaned.  “Fucking Navi,” Link cursed. Languidly reclining back against the leaves, the hero decided not to question her situation and let the Deku Shrub continue regardless of the cause for her plight. “Uh, there!” she encouraged as the other girl's tongue parted her folds to slather the inside of her pretty pink peach with saliva. The Deku Shrub groaned in appreciation at the taste and tightness that she found inside the hero.  The Deku Shrub pulled away only to cup her palm against the girl's puffy mound and work two long digits into Link's pussy. Link moaned her pleasure, thrusting her hips more fully into the Shrub's grasp.  “Very nice,” the Deku Shrub complimented, removing her fingers from inside the girl and licking at the wet digits with delight. “Heroes are always so tight. I've always wanted the chance to try one for myself,” she winked at Link. Panting for breath, Link's face flushed with her embarrassment and arousal.  “Whatever,” Link grumbled, turning her chin rebelliously. “Just get on with it,” Link prompted. The Deku Shrub grinned, and set back on her haunches.  “Look at me,” the Deku Shrub ordered, and as Link turned her attention back to the other girl she finally got her first eyeful of the Monster Girl.  The Deku Shrub was a red skinned girl, and appeared to be a few years older than Link. Her dark hair was a nest for twigs and leaves, and her face was round and childlike. Her body was taller than Link's, but very slim. Not skinny like the Deku Baba or the Skulltula women, as she had enough baby fat still to have some generous curves. Her breasts were about three times the size of those that rested on Link's own chest, practically miniscule compared to the Deku Baba that had previously bedded the hero and absolutely non-existent compared to the two sets of breasts that Skulltulas possessed. But what took up Link's attention was the length of flesh jutting out from her groin, bigger than most Hylian males' own sex without question, but smaller than even the Deku Baba that had gotten their chance with Link's body.  “What do you think?” The Deku Shrub asked a little self-consciously. “I know that I'm not really anything compared to a Deku Baba or a Skulltula, but I've seen just what the Kokiri are packing, so I know that I'm more than what you should be used to.” She argued her selling point. In answer, Link reached between her legs to grip her fingers around the pulsing heat of the other girl's red cock.  “Don't worry,” Link agreed immediately, tugging the other girl forward, “You're very nice. Now are you going to take your payment from me or not?” Link winked. The Deku Shrub flushed, her breath quickening in her eagerness as she settled pelvis to pelvis with the young hero.  “Definitely,” the Deku Shrub hissed, pressing the big head of her cock against the outer lips of Link's cunt. They both gasped their pleasure as Link's outer lips stretched around the head as the Deku Shrub slowly pushed her length into the other girl. Once the head popped in it was fairly easy for the Deku Shrub to sink all the way down to her base in one thrust.  “Oh! Oh goddesses! It's so tight!” The Deku Shrub complimented, her body twitching with pleasure and her eyes turning up into her skull as her mouth fell open. “Ah! I'm cumming!” she cried, surprising the young hero.  “Wait, what?” Link demanded, but it was already too late to stop the girl's premature ejaculation.  “UGH!” The Deku Shrub cried, just as Link felt the girl firing off her load deep inside her pussy. The red skinned girl's head was pressed tightly against the opening of Link's womb, so that each explosion of cum was fired through the heroine's cervix to stain the inside of her womb. Link could feel the other girl's large balls straining against the opening of her anus, and unlike her previous Monster Girl rapists, the Deku Shrub's load only consisted of about a dozen or so shots of cum.  As her orgasm wound down, the Deku Shrub relaxed between Link's legs, blushing as she sheepishly caught the hero's eyes.  “Sorry,” The Deku Shrub apologized immediately, “I was a little unprepared. It was my first time, so I wasn't ready for the tightness,” she tried to explain. The girl's words drew Link up short, making the hero blink in astonishment.  “You mean that you were a virgin?” Link inquired disbelievingly. The Deku Shrub bobbed her head, her cheeks and long ears stained even redder by her blush.  “Yeah, um...Deku Shrubs tend to be looked down on by the other Monster Girls. We rarely get the chance to mate with women or men. And I'm very young for a Monster Girl, so...” she trailed off, looking to the girl apologetically. “Don't worry, though! Just because my staying power is limited right now doesn't mean that I can't get you off! My stamina is crazy, so I can go again immediately!” she punctuated this statement by pumping her hips forward, spearing her womanhood so deep that the head actually punctured Link's cervix to nestle amongst the pool of cum waiting in the other girl's womb.  Link twitched at the unexpected intrusion and the pleasure, her face flushing with renewed desire. Link was a nymphomaniac, and to her immense pleasure, she was pleased to know that she was introducing a virgin to sex, much in the same way that Saria and Fado had introduced her to the experience.  “Hold on,” Link ordered, causing the Deku Shrub to hesitate.  “What's wrong?” The Deku Shrub asked in concern, worriedly questioning, “Do you not like it?”  “I do,” Link said readily, but pushed her arms onto the other girl's shoulders. “But lay on your back for me, will you? I want to ride you!” Apparently delighted by the change, the Deku Shrub scrambled backwards, drawing a moan from Link's lips as the shaft of the girl's twelve inch penis removed itself from Link's cunt, causing Link's pussy to slightly gape and dribble the remnants of her lover's cum in the Monster Girl's haste.  The Deku Shrub laid back on the ground, and Link climbed over the other girl's lap. Link enjoyed the familiar position, unlike the dominant positions that the other Monster Girls had taken her with before. The Deku Shrubs hands went to clasp Link's slim hips, and as Link reached down to place the head of the red skinned girl's penis at the entrance of her still dripping pussy, she asked, “What's your name?”  “Lalia,” The Deku Shrub stated thickly, her eyes on where their two sexes were touching. Link smirked, and quickly forced the cock deep inside her, shutting her eyes with pleasure as the shaft of feminine flesh sank deeply into her own sex.  Link barely waited to appreciate their connection, instead raising her hips with Lalia's urging and pumping back down to take the pole of flesh again. This drew moans from both girls.  Looking through half lidded eyes, Link said, “Link.”  Lalia looked up in surprise, startled by the declaration. “What?”  “My name is Link, sugar,” Link purred, and wrapped her arms around the other girl's shoulders while pressing her lips to Lalia's. The Deku Shrub groaned in wanton desire, her hands moving behind Link to grasp at the hero's tight buttocks as she urged Link to take her deeper and faster.  Link enjoyed the motions, letting her worries and responsibilities go as she rocked against the other girl, riding the other girl's lap with a desperation of her own. Lalia in the meanwhile was panting, just managing to fight for control, refusing to cum again after only just starting.  Link's hands moved from around Lalia's shoulders to grasp at the other girl's bigger set of breasts, fingers digging into the mounds of bouncing flesh and plucking at rosy nipples. Lalia's sighs and groans were like music to the hero's ears, tempting her to lean down and take one fat nipple into her lips and suckle happily.  Lalia cried out at the contact, gasping, “Oh goddesses!” and enthusiastically thrusting her chest out to her lover. Link savored the taste of the girl's skin and the way that Lalia's sex fit so comfortably inside her womanhood. She could feel Lalia's balls rolling from the excess pleasure, which was heralded by Lalia exclaiming, “Link, I'm gonna cum!”  Pulling her lips from the other girl's chest, Link ordered, “Not yet. Just a littlebit  more.” She was focused on the mounting pleasure in her lower stomach, the orgasm building to a bursting point inside her. Desperate for release, she reached down between her own legs and rubbed at her clitoris aggressively to try and get herself off.  “Can't hold it!” Lalia warned, at the same time that she speared her cock head into Link's womb. “I'm cumming!” she exclaimed, just as Link's vision exploded with the stars of her own orgasm.  Even as Link's pussy gripped its invader intensely, desperately seeking the end result of their copulation, she felt Lalia's shaft tense up in the efforts of an orgasm. At that point, she felt Lalia's cock explode with her cum, strings of it firing deeply into her womb and filling the young Kokiri with a pleasing warmth. Link ground her hips against Lalia's, suffering from mini orgasms as she rocked against the other girl.  A few minutes later, they returned to the here and now, both panting for breath. They took a breather, Link collapsing over Lalia's body while the Monster Girl wrapped her arms around the hero's frame. A peace stole over them as they waited.  Link looked up into Lalia's face, grinning, an expression that the Monster Girl shared. When Lalia asked, “Want to go again?” Link's answer surprised her.  “In a little, sugar. First, I want to get a taste of your cock for myself,” she claimed, pulling away from Lalia's lap so that the other girl's cock left her flower dripping more ejaculate.  “What –?” Lalia began to say as Link lowered her face to eye level with Lalia's pelvis. Lalia gave a cry of pleasure as Link's mouth took her cock deep into the blond girl's throat, easily deep throating the other girl's big prick. “Oh! That!”  They soon forgot about what they were supposed to be doing, instead getting the chance to enjoy themselves for a few hours.  And outside the door from where Link and she had come from, Navi the blue fairy listened raptly to the sounds issuing from inside the room, while eagerly wanking her own cock.  To Be Continued...  

Chapter 2 - Damsel in distress II

Meeting the Captain I The crewman turned the valve on the lamp bathing the room in light. There, before Mirabel, sat none other than the feared Captain Silver. She had waist length silver hair framing a beautiful tanned face. Over her left eye was a black patch while her right eye was emerald green. Huge breasts were concealed by a white silk shirt.Mirabel'seyes widened as they trailed downwards. The front of the captain's tight, black leather pants were open. A monstrous penis protruded from her crotch. It was at least a foot long, limp and framed by a neatly trimmed silver bush. Beneath it hung two grape fruit sized balls. She had seen her father's penis and it was admittedly just one of the doubtlessly countless male organs in the world, but she was sure this was not a normal sight. Especially on a woman. "You wanted to see me," the striking figure stated, smiling like a large cat eyeing it's prey. At her feet sat two crew women, one bathing the veined snake protruding from her crotch and the other massaging her huge balls. Mirabel gawked, dumbfounded at the sight before her. All she found to mutter was, "A woman?" "What's that," the Captain inquired. Mirabel was completely dumbfounded. "What's the matter, Mirabel? Cat eat your tongue?" That snapped her out of it. "How do you know my name?" The captain smiled. "Do you think I've grown to be the most feared pirate of the seas by rushing blindly through the Caribbean? You have much to learn, dear." The two women tending to the captain's needs finished the cock cleaning. One of them, a slender redhead, went over to a table to pick up som sort of harness while the other dried that, in Mirabel's eyes, abominable tube of flesh. "It will be nice to have some fresh meat on the ship. We haven't restocked in six months andfrankly, my tongue grows weary." She grinned at Mirabel. There was a slight twitch in her cock as a slender hand belonging to the redhead caressed it. She glanced down at the waiting red-top, "We will soon be done here. You can wrap it, Rowen." The girl proceeded to sheath the captain's cock in the leather harness. It was in the form of a tube and fastened to some sort of leather garter belt with metal buckles. Mirabel found it difficult to concentrate around the captain. The woman was blatantly flaunting her abomination. Surely it must be the work of the Devil or some sort of witchcraft. The half woman, half man disgusted her and yet her heart was racing like a hurricane. "There have been certain indications that you have difficulties adjusting to your accommodations, and that your language in the presence of my crew leaves something to be desired. Take this as a friendly reminder, young Lady. You would be wise to remember that you are a prisoner on my ship. The crew may consist, merely of women as you say, but there is a reason for my notorious reputation. They are a hardy bunch, my crew and not ones to take kindly to your outbursts." She gave a nod to the sailors who tugged her chains signalling that the audition was over. Just as they left the captain spoke again, "We'll see if the sea is in you. Who knows, there may be a rowdy pirate in that precious, little heart." The crew snickered at this remark. She walked back to the brig in silence. Her mind was filled with disgust and resentment towards her captors and yet, her thoughts constantly returned to Captain Silver's appearance. She was so confused. What did the captain mean by fresh meat and what on the seven seas did she mean by her final words? Sleep came slowly that night. Meeting the Captain II Two days and two nights passed. Food was delivered along with the usual snide remarks. Mirabel's body was aching everywhere. She smelled of sweat and she was itching in places she would never admit to. The familiar sound of a hatch opening alerted Mirabel to her daily visit by the food faerie. "The Captain wants to see you." It was that wench Talen's voice. The unruly captive that was Mirabel gathered herself as well as she could and let the golden eyed pirate lead her towards her next encounter. This time she was led into a room blindfolded. She could hear slurping and giggles with the occasional moan thrown into the mix. "Remove the blindfolds." It was Captain Silver's voice. Rough hands yanked the cloth away revealing a rather sordid scene before Mirabel. She blinked while her eyes adjusted to the light. There, in front of her, the diabolical captain was seated with two women at her feet. They had their breasts wrapped around the Carribbean's, no doubt, most feared mast and were eagerly licking the head sticking out from between their enormous mammaries. Mirabel, her brain refusing to accept what was indeed a rather spectacular show, stood there with her mouth half open and a curious look on her face. There was no end to the tirade yonder captain was going to receive, she had decided on her way to meet the scullywag, but those words completely failed to materialize. Captain Silver, obviously at ease with the situation asked with a smirk, "So. Have you had time to consider your options," looking directly at the young lady. "What options," a baffled yet defiant Mirabel inquired. "Well, there are really only three. You can accept your fate and adjust to sea life, wait until we reach safe harbour to leave me and my merry crew or you can hope to be rescued by your betrothed knight in shining armour." This was followed by a bout of giggles from the two women tending to the pirate leader. "There is a fourth option," Mirabel said trying to ignore them. "Oh?" Mirabel desperately searched for a way out of her predicament. "If you let me go now I will tell the authoroties you treated me well." Just as she said it her momentum dissipated. The words sounded hollow. She knew there was nothing she could do to persuade this buffoon. Silver only smiled, "Let you go where?" Mirabel had no answer."I gather you're an exceptionally strong swimmer, then?" More giggles as the womens' lips met around the top of the flag pole and they part tongued each other, part tongued the bulbous cock-head. Quite noisily, Mirabel thought, you lewd trollops. Out of the corner of her eye she noticed that woman, Talen, lustfully staring at the spectacle. Her chest was visibly rising with every breath. It was impossible to overlook as her ample bosom had a mountainous presence. Mirabel's eyes returned to the two naked lovers. The brunette grinned mischievously at the blonde and glanced downwards. A smile formed on the blonde's lips as she nodded and let her tongue slide all the way down to the captain's scrotum where an eager mouth once again slurped and licked the grapefruit sized balls vigorously. The other woman was slowly stroking a single huge vein running the length of Captain Silver's cock. It was easily as thick as a thumb. The striking brunette let her tongue slide up and down the length of the vein while moaning lightly and then, once again, moved back to the head. She smiled and kissed the captain's cock head lightly before she opened her mouth. What came next mad Mirabel's eyes go wide with disbelief. The brunette slowly worked the head inside her mouth. It was an impossibility and yet the woman proceeded without difficulty. She took a deep breath through her nostrils and grabbed onto the captain's garter belt. With closed eyes she pushed an inch of massive shaft into her mouth. This couldn't go any further, could it? As an answer to Mirabel's thought the small woman started to force the cock down her own gullet inch by inch. Mirabel gawked at the sight of the python-thick member expanding the woman's throat. As her crotch met the dark haired woman's lips, Silver let out a low moan which rose to aloud grunt through gritted teeth. The thick vein on her cock started pulsing. She stared fixedly at Mirabel as her cock jerked violently several times. After what seemed like minutes semen gushed out between the woman's lips and the cock. Mirabel noticed the brunette's pot belly and could have sworn it was not there a minute ago. Slowly the slender beauty withdrew her head letting the Captain's cock slip from her lips with a tiny gasp for air. She turned and looked at Mirabel with a satisfied smile, her eyes dazed. "Now, lady Mirabel," Silver said slightly out of breath, "there is still three weeks until we reach harbour. Until that time it is up to you what your stay here on my ship will be like. Keep what I have told you in mind. Talen." The golden eyed vixen beside her nodded and led the bewildered noblewoman back to the brig. As they walked back Mirabel noticed a wet trickle down the inside of her left leg. She secretly hoped it was sweat, but she knew all to well what the truth was. A fiery heart pounded with full bravado in her well endowed chest. Night fell and she lay on the makeshift mattress, her head filled with the sight that met her in the captain's quarters. She longed for a bath. Against everything she wanted and believed was right and normal, her pussy was soaking wet. She touched herself ever so lightly and drew a sharp breath. If sleep was to come she would have to let off a bit of steam. Within seconds Mirabel came through gritted teeth, unable to hold back a small whimper. Her thoughts a jumbled mess she lay there sweating and wide awake. Eventually she dozed off, exhausted. Meeting the Captain III Talen walked beside her indicating the direction of their stroll with a light nudge now and then. Eventually they arrived at what Mirabel supposed was the door to the captain's quarters. She had decided she would not be shocked by whatever the good Captain had in store for her this time. What met her inside the Captain's quarters, however, left her staring with her mouth wide open. On the way there she had asked Talen where the blonde was. "Korinna? Oh, she's around," was the unsatisfying reply. The very moment the door opened she got her answer in abundance. The Captain lay relaxed in a reclined chair. One woman was massaging and licking her breasts. Another lay beneath her licking and sucking her balls. Mirabel noticed it was the two from her last encounter with the captain. On each side of the she male stood a muscular woman and between them they held a fifth woman. It was the rather striking blonde Talen referred to as Korinna who had brought her food since her capture. She was completely naked with her pussy poised mere inches from the orange sized head of the Captain's cock. Mirabel tried to think of her as the flat-chested one, but in reality she was quite stricken with her beauty. At the very moment she entered the room with Talen they were slowly lowering Korinna until the soft mound of her vulvae touched the glans of Silver’s immense cock. “Ready, love?” The blonde nodded, eyes shining with desire.This was the two overly muscular carriers' sign to begin and they started to lower the beautiful blonde. Mirabel could see their bulging muscles flex as they pushed the tight body onto the enormous cock. It was clear they were straining to get the cock inside the gorgeous woman. Suddenly, Korinna breathed sharply as her pussy lips slid over the cock head. Mirabel couldn't help it as she listened to the wet sound of the blonde's pussy, oh, so slowly starting it's ride towards the she male's crotch. There was an obvious tingle between her legs. The blonde let a constant stream of moans out between lips forming a light 'o', clearly incapable of speaking. Her mask was one of complete rapture. “You think she's to tight, Captain?” It was one of the lumps of muscle, a rogueish looking dark blonde. "No, keep pushing! This is amazing!" They continued to push her up and down on the capatain's gigantic instrument getting a little more meat inside with every stroke. Mirabel could see the pirate woman's belly distend as the gargantuan cock pushed inside her. There was a clearly visible bump on her stomach. Almost as if she was with child. The captive brunette could hardly breathe. She had decided the Captain was a monster and yet her mind could only hold one thought. What would it be like to be impaled by that monstrosity. The woman was clearly moaning and writhing in ecstasy. How could this be?! Korinna stared fixedly at the veined python that invaded her most private of places. The sweating beauty let go a long wail as her crotch was about to meet the Captain's. When her labia finally touched the Captain's vulvae she fainted and, it seemed, lost all muscle control in her lower regions. A warm, golden stream gushed out, showering Silver's crotch. In the same instant Mirabel heard the wet, stream like noise and could hardly believe what she saw. The pirate woman actually lost consciousness and simultaneously wet herself while impaled on that magnificent cock. This seemed to set the she male off as she clenched her fists and groaned through gritted teeth. Her head snapped back and Mirabel watched perplexed as she saw the blonde's belly expand. It seemed to go on forever. The two oversized pirates holding Korinna while Silver emptied herself. After a while a satisfied captain gave a nod. The long limbed beauty was slowly lifted off the shemale's still hard, glistening member, piss dripping from her pussy along with copious amounts of semen. Mirabel watched, mesmerised, her lips parting with the tiniest sigh as she saw the cock head slip out followed by a stream of thick, white sperm. The mixture squirted out in every direction. The women holding her didn't seem to mind, in fact, they were smiling as they gently carried her to a thick blanket. There they laid her down and tended to her. Captain Silver who had watched Mirabel the entire time smiled wolfishly. “Now, then,” she started, her voice a little strained. She fell silent for a moment before continuing, “Nnnhhh...my word, that was nice. Where was I? Oh, yes.” Silver waved at a pirate who immediately walked over an knelt down between her legs. There she started to lick the she male's sticky staff clean. Rather loudly too, Mirabel thought. How could all these women serve this vulgar outlaw, she thought as she tried to ignore the wet substance running down her own inner thighs. A glance towards sleeping beauty revealed one pirate gently stroking Korinna's breasts while the other massaged her tummy, squeezing all the come out of her swollen pussy and into a bowl. The blonde stirred, small sighs escaping her lips. Her eyelids fluttered as she awakened. The bowl was brought up to her lips and she greedily drank from it's contents. She finished with a soft sigh comfortably cradled in their arms with a satisfied look on her face. After mere moments she was asleep. The two amazons continued to caress the sleeping woman as Mirabel's confused heart raced. "There is a place for you in my crew, Mirabel." It was the captain again, bringing the lady turned prisoner's attention back from the strange spectacle. "I have use for one such as yourself." Mirabel, however, was not in the least convinced as her pedigree caught up with her emotions once again. "You have use?! I refuse to serve as your slave!” The pirate leader looked quizzically at her, “You think these women are slaves? I have no taste for slaves. They are all serving me of their own free will. Korinna,” she indicated the unconscious woman being tended to by the very same pirates that had impaled her on Silver, “may look helpless and at my mercy, but make no mistake, she requested my audience and she is also quite capable of taking care of herself. The crew on my ship are all free to leave whenever they choose. I do from time to time call upon them for favours, but that is a mutual arrangement.” "Your assumption is an insult to me, my entire crew and, most of all, Talen. It is only your status as a Lady which gave you youe own guard while you are on my ship. Talen's assignment to serve as your guard was by her own request. She has endured your presence because she has honour and integrity. Her loyalty towards me, my ship and crew is unmatched. I have nothing, but the utmost respect for her and the others in my crew." This silenced Mirabel. Although she did not want to believe it to be true, she had seen no signs of slavery since her arrival. Granted, she hadn't really seen that much until today, but on her walk to the captain's quarters she had only seen an abundant amount of healthy women. "Despite your assumptions and rude bahaviour my offer still stands. It is my hope that you will consider your options carefully as you return to the brig, but before you leave I have one question.” “Yes,” the bewildered Mirabel's face a quizzical look. “Why is it that you have not asked me to let you go today?” Mirabel opened her mouth to protest, but realized she had no answer and stomped out of the room in furious frustration. She was aroused beyond belief. Confusion had a whopping fight with reason in the back of her mind. That night a pair of golden eyes listened in satisfaction to the soft whimpering of a frustrated Lady over come with lust.

Chapter 0 - A Thing for Clothes to Wear

The restraints wouldn't really be a problem, if Maiko really wanted to break out. She was -- had been -- the head of trap development, and simple leather straps on a reclining dentist-type chair would be trivial to undo if she wanted to. Trivial. But that would be defeating the entire purpose. "I'm soooo grateful for this chance, Ms. Hououmaru," she simpered, batting her eyelashes at the dark-skinned young woman in the control room, watching her through a pane of reinforced glass. "No thanks are necessary," Rei Hououmaru said impassively, adjusting the settings on her control console. "Activating a kamui successfully is a rare feat. Activating it without being devoured is even rarer. Analyzing your tolerance for Life Fiber technology will no doubt advance our agenda considerably. And for your service, we will be sure to give you an adequate reward." And then I can take whatever new technology you've developed to work with me, and bring it back to Honnouji to get my revenge on that muscle-brained idiot Gamagori... And then I can topple Satsuki Kiryuin and take the whole place over... Or no, wait, I could do even better than that, I could subvert REVOCS from the inside... Yes, yes, I could use the power of a kamui to topple Ragyo Kiryuin and take over the whole corporation! Yes, that will be so awesome... She almost didn't notice Hououmaru lowering a lever. "Beginning Life Fiber infusion. Active Life Fiber levels in test chamber: one nanospool." Maiko heard the air vents in the room hum to life even as the vacuum seal around the door activated with a distinct squishing sound. An articulated mechanical arm descended from the ceiling, lowering a tiny spool of red thread towards Maiko's face. She watched carefully as it began to turn, unreeling a few centimeters of fiber to fluter in the slight draft. "This small amount of fiber is for calibration purposes only," Hououmaru said, examining the readouts. "If at any time you become uncomfortable, please speak up and we will adjust the conditions accordingly." "Hah! Don't worry about me. I can endure as much as I need to! Just keep going and -- gaghk!" Maiko coughed and sputtered. The thread, unwound from its spool, had drifted into Maiko's mouth. "Shall we stop?" "No! Ack... No, I'm fine," Maiko said, trying to swallow. The thread was tickling at the back of her throat, not going down all the way, but it had been too deep to spit out already, so this was probably the best she could do. "Keep going -- I don't want to stop such important work just because I was being a little silly!" Yes, good, keep up the cheery helpful facade so they'll trust me... "Very well. Increasing fiber count." Rei turned a dial, and three more arms descended from the ceiling, each one with a larger spool. Maiko was helpless to do anything as they unwound, and she watched in fascination as each one drifted and wavered, sinking down towards her body. Were they really glittering? Or was it just her imagination? One of them made contact with her blouse. She looked down at it, and saw it wasn't just moving with the draft -- it was actually twitching a tiny bit on its own. Microscopic movements that twitched its tip back and forth, digging into the weave of threads in her uniform. It was fascinating enough that she almost didn't notice another landing on her arm. Twitching around. Burrowing in. When she could tear her gaze away from the one on her blouse, she saw it. It was too far down to see clearly, and she could barely even feel what it was doing. It was just a slight... tickle on her arm. Like the tickle in her throat. "How are you feeling?" Hououmaru said, startling Maiko out of her reverie. "Are you having any initial reactions to the threads?" "Uh... no, no, not really. They sort of... tickle? I just -- whoa." The third thread made contact, landing on the lens of Maiko's eyeglasses. Now she could see it up close -- it was moving almost like a living thing, a blind worm probing for something to dig into. The spools were still unreeling -- how long were they, anyway? She could feel her blouse rippling now, as the fiber flexed within it. It surely couldn't even be ten percent of the material now, not nearly as much as even a One-Star Uniform, but it was still able to exert force and make it move. Such a tiny amount... controlling it... Her breathing was feeling a little shallow now. Probably just the tickling in her throat. Probably. She turned her eyes to her arm. How much thread had unspooled into it? She couldn't tell -- the spool up above looked as full as ever. Had it even really dug into her flesh at all? Was there a millimeter or so there, pushing into a pore? Or had it gone further -- a centimeter, ten centimeters... A meter? More? There was something strangely compelling about the idea. If a tiny amount of Life Fiber could move her blouse... could control it... What could it do to her? She clenched her fist, partially to see if she still could, partially out of nerves. And her eyes widened. The flesh on her arm was... fraying as it tightened. She could see it. The skin and muscle pulling apart, linked together by lines shimmering thread. She could feel the stretching, the spreading, the cool air touching where air never should... ...and it felt so good. Like racing electricity, like stretching after a workout, like an ice cube running up her veins... "Physical reaction confirmed," Rei said, jarringly. "Necessary amount of Life Fiber logged. We are now clear to conclude..." "No!" Maiko's voice was hoarse, though the tickling in her throat was almost gone now. Had it been burrowing into her, too? She shivered at the pulse of pleasure that ran through her at the thought. "No, we can keep going. We have to keep going. Please, let me keep going..." Did Rei hesitate? Maiko was too distracted, feeling her arm pull apart and weave back together. Could she unravel it completely? Could it stretch? She could already pull it back together then separate it along different lines... "Understood. The experiment will continue." She adjusted something on her console, but Maiko had lost all interest in her. The possibilities in her mind were making her giddy. This is amazing... What if I could merge with them? What if I could become one with them? I'd have such power... Never mind just taking over Honnouji or REVOCS -- I could rule the world! I could... The tickle in her throat vanished. Her thoughts stumbled to a halt, blinked out. I could... what? What was I thinking? She refocused. The Life Fiber on her glasses was still there, unspooling into an ever-growing spiral, and she felt a wave of pity rush through her. That poor thing, wanting to weave into something but finding only smooth glass... It had to get into her. The idea tingled. She could feel it sparking with pleasure in her mind, and suddenly it was the only thing she could think about. She needed to let that thread in. Nothing else mattered. She tugged at her restraints futilely for a moment, but then realized that it wasn't the restraints that were the problem. It was her. Her hand was so big, so solid, so fleshy it couldn't slip out of the leather strap. How pathetic. If it were more like clothes, if it were soft and smooth and flexible and compressible, a little strap like that would be nothing... And then it wasn't a hand any more. She saw the flesh folding and twisting, the Life Fibers rising to the surface, and she pulled the mass of fibers free of the strap. Exultant, she grabbed her glasses and threw them across the room, hearing them crack against the wall. Stupid things, all glass and plastic. Something in her hated the sight of them now. They weren't soft, they weren't flexible, they weren't... they weren't clothes. She felt a pulse of energy roll through her at the thought. Yes. Yes, clothes were good. Clothes were good and Life Fibers were good and the thread that was now falling onto her eye was good, and she could feel it twitching and pulsing and... and... Her thoughts skipped. Just for a moment. This is... odd. Why am I so happy? It's on my eye, and that should be... Skip. She felt her thought just... vanish. She'd been thinking something and now she wasn't, but she could feel the gap where it had been. This is strange. There's something very, very wrong here... Skip. Another thought gone. Had she been worrying about something? The Life Fiber was wrapping around her eye. Sinking into it? She tried to think about that, but the thoughts just kept slipping away. It probably ought to seem important, but she couldn't find it in her to worry about it. So she just let it go, and was rewarded by a thrill of energy running through her, trembling along the nerves from her eye to her brain to the back of her throat and down her neck to her shoulders and out along the arm, where it diffused into a soothing glow. It's the Life Fibers, she realized. The Life Fibers are giving me pleasure. And as she thought that, another pulse rolled through her. Rewarding her. Can it tell what I'm thinking? The pleasure pulsed through her again, deep inside. Thread that can think... how wonderful. Pleasure. I could use it, have it read what I want to do and... Blankness. Thoughts skipping again, and when she regathered herself she knew she was missing something. My thoughts. It's eating my thoughts. And then pleasure. It should have been an idea that horrified her, but how could she be horrified at something that felt so good? It was like she was melting, dissolving into a pool of happy, blissful thread, and as she pictured that image another wave of pleasure rolled through her. It's choosing the thoughts I'm allowed to think. Pleasure. Her eyes fixed on the woman in the control room. Maybe I should tell her to stop? This is kind of... Blank. Another thought lost. She refocused on the woman. She looks... nervous? Unsettled? Is something bad... Blank. The woman wasn't important. Pleasure. She let her eyes unfocus, not hard to do since her glasses were gone. She didn't really need to see to enjoy what was happening, anyway. Pleasure. It's like it's shaping my thoughts. Trimming and cutting them like... fabric. Pleasure, but also a blankness. It was right to feel what she felt, but not to think what she thought? Pleasure. I think it wants to control me. Pleasure. But that's silly. It's just thread. It's just clothes. I'm a person... Blank. She was... she was what? I'm stronger than it is... Blank. I... I'm shrewd and clever, ambitious and... Blank. Her mind was spinning, adrift in a void that was suddenly so much larger than it was. I... I am... I am Maiko Ogure, and... Blank. Who was she? Did she have a name? It felt like she must have had a name once. Before she came here. She had been in some position of power at Honnouji, and... Blank. She had been... had she been anything before she came here? Had she always been nothing? Pleasure rushed through the girl, stronger than any she had felt before, and she realized the truth. She hadn't been anything. Pleasure. She wasn't Life Fiber. Life Fiber controlled how she felt, ate the wrong thoughts and made the right ones good. Pleasure. She could tell that the woman outside was saying something, but the Life Fiber ate the meaning in her ears, leaving only sounds. It wasn't important that she understand things. Pleasure. It wasn't important that she know things. Pleasure. It wasn't important to be told things. Pleasure. She wasn't important. So much pleasure. The Life Fibers were important. That was all. The thing that was thinking things and being pleasured for thoughts and having thoughts eaten was only there to support the Fibers. To give them thoughts to eat. To wear them. No. Blank. To... to... To be worn by them. And the thing being worn cried out in what it would once have called an orgasm, feeling its juices stain the common fibers even now being absorbed by the Life Fibers, not knowing anything but its place, not knowing even how great its pleasure was. If it could remember, it would know this pleasure was greater than any orgasm she'd ever had... But it could not remember. It wasn't important to remember.  Memories were only there to be eaten. ***** "The tests proceeded as expected, Ragyo-sama." Rei bowed before her employer, clipboard tucked under one arm. "Resistance levels from the Honnouji subject were within expected tolerances, albeit at the high end. I have the exact details should you prefer to examine them, but the end results were as expected -- partial body dissolution, and complete mind dissolution. She no longer has a consciousness independent of the Life Fibers. Her thoughts have been removed, save for the desire to be worn." "Mmm. Excellent. And afterwards?" "The test subject has been removed from the test chamber and placed in Mannequin Storage. She will shortly be available should any of the COVERS choose to practice wearing a human in preparation for the day of reckoning." "And is that all?" "Ma'am?" Ragyo turned to face her secretary, her radiance shining down on her. "I mean," she said, reaching out to cup Rei's chin, "that I am curious as to how you felt about the matter. About taking an innocent, unsuspecting girl and performing tests that you knew would destroy her. That you knew would tear apart her mind and discard the unworthy scraps, knitting them back together into something that thinks of itself as a mere object." "Ma'am, I..." Rei's voice caught in her throat. Ragyo trailed her hand down the front of Rei's jacket, tracing each pearl button along the way, dancing along the waistband of her shorts to continue down her hip. "Did it disturb you? Did you feel guilt, for destroying another human so thoroughly? Or did you feel glee at having someone so totally in your power?" At the hem now. Ragyo slid her fingers across the gap of bare flesh, running her sharp nails around the tops of Rei's stockings to reach the inner thigh, then beginning to slide back up. "Or did you envy her, perhaps? Did you yearn to be tied down in her place? Did you want to feel the Life Fibers weaving their way into you, destroying you a piece at a time?" Back up her skin, the points of the nails each a delicate thrill, tracing paths through the sticky warmth leaking down her thighs. "Did you want to feel the sparks of thought being extinguished one by one inside you, feel you losing all that makes you an individual, that makes you a person, until you become nothing more than a blissful, mindless clothes rack, obeying your masters because there is nothing in you that could do otherwise?" Rei's head tilted back, her glasses reflecting the light of her mistress's glory. Her breath came in rough gasps, and her lips shaped themselves soundlessly, trying to find words as her mistress cupped her innermost place, pressing through two layers of hot, dripping cloth to trap the pleasure within. In a hoarse whisper, she said, "More than anything." "Good girl, my Rei. And I promise you, someday it will happen. Someday you will no longer need to bear the burden of pretending to be a person. Someday, you will become what you have always truly been. A thing for clothes to wear." A whine burst from Rei's throat as the pleasure of the thought became too much for her. She knew she still had a job to do. She knew the COVERS still needed human agents. But someday soon, she thought as the orgasms rocked through her. Someday soon, there would be no more thought. Only pleasure.

Chapter 1 - April fools

"Hey, I ain't putting that shit on my love-stick. You have sex with me it's either me putting a baby inside that beautiful belly of yours or you go on the pill." It marked the end of that discussion. Oh, well, Danielle had thought. It just means I have to pine for a few weeks more. Ever since she had discovered the generous pant filler belonging to Jennifer she had been dying to play hide the salami. Truth be told she wanted Jen to fill her cunt with warm and sticky juices after a good fuck, the keyword being juices here. She was not in any way ready to take care of a child. Studies and career, then baby. They'd talked about it at length and they shared the same opinions about a family. Now, after two gruelling weeks of waiting she was ready for Jen to take her not so innocent flower. She could feel her own juices trickling out of her love cave just thinking about it. "God, I wanna put a baby inside you!" "Don't say that," Danielle blurted, her heart racing. She'd never been so wet in her entire life. Her inner thighs were slick with fluids. Feeling Jennifer's rod slide up and down between her thighs sent waves of pleasure through her body. With a smirk, Jennifer grabbed her bag from the floor inquiring, "Now, do you trust me?" Stupid question: "Yes." Jennifer reached into the bag and pulled forth a generous length of red rope. Danielle drew her breath sharply, but made no sign of backing down. If anything, it made her heart race even faster and her thighs soaked to the knees. Jennifer made sure the straps were secured around Danielle's wrists. A bit tight, but not uncomfortably so. Danielle was almost overcome with desire supplied by a slight tinge of fear as she felt the giant cock head mash lightly into her labia. She knew there was no going back once Jennifer ravaged her inner sanctum. She'd be ruined for anything other than that particularly meaty appendage. Finally she would have Jennifer's beautiful monster inside her. Just feeling the hot tip against her soaking wet entrance made her orgasm. Jennifer shivered with lust. This was just to good to be true. Never had she encountered a woman who did not need persuading to have sex with her. She actually found it a little daunting at first. As she stroked Danielle's soft, wet mound with her ever stiffening pride the French Canadian beauty whispered, "Ok, baby. I trust you, but you gotta promise to take it slow, Jen. Promise?" "Sure, babe. I'll take it slow. I love you." Jennifer was shivering with anticipation as she positioned her gigantic cock head at the entrance to Danielle's soaked pussy. This was going to be so good. To finally feel the soft, wet inside of Danielle's pussy for the first time. To see her lover's face when she dropped the bomb. She had refused to fuck the petite blonde until they could do it without a rubber. She was going to fill her babe up really good. There was a warm and tingly feeling in her stomach. It made her grin from ear to ear. "Well, someone looks like they hit the jackpot," Danielle remarked a bit unnerved. "I'm just so happy to share this with my lover," Jennifer replied exerting the tiniest of pressure. Slowly the tiny hole gave way to the intruder until, with a squelch, the bulbous head slipped inside. Danielle stiffened, her mouth forming a silent 'o'. The sensation was so overpowering she almost fainted. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to get used to the immense girth of the intruding member. She closed her eyes and tried to relax. To enjoy. "I'm contemplating whether or not I'm going to come (squirt, explode) inside you." Jennifer's voice called her back. Her eyes flew open. "Why," Danielle inquired, slight worry colouring her voice. "Oh, nothing much. I just switched your pills." "What p..." Dawn crept up on Danielle. "What!?" She didn't care for the smirk on her lover's face. "Jen, pull out!" "Let me think about it. No." She shoved her hips forward hiding another couple of centimetres of monster salami. "Jen, pull out now!" "Are you crazy? I barely got the tip in yet." Sweat beads had formed on Jennifer's forehead from the exertion of pushing monster meat inside Danielle's tiny delectable hole. "I'm not asking you twi..." Danielle's eyes rolled back in their sockets as Jennifer pushed further inside her. It was the most exquisite sensation she had ever felt. She tried to gather her thoughts around the alarming fact that a baby would make a serious dent in her plans. "My cock feels all tingly. The urethra open wide and ready to spurt all that warm, delicious sperm right inside your most sacred of places," Jennifer teased. "You'll definitely be impregnated. I donated sperm once, you know. They'd never seen sperm counts like mine. I had to come back for a second test. They counted more than 300 million per millilitre. Know what that means? Nnnhhh...do you? It means I've got more than seven times the average count. And they're really strong swimmers. Have you any idea what that means?" She lifted Danielle's legs so the blonde's knees were against her armpits. The behemoth was almost entirely buried inside the gorgeous blonde. "Let me just get the last inch in there with the others, huh," she grunted and pushed hard. "Just one more centimetre, Danni. It's almost all inside you now. Gnnhh...there. Feel that? It's so nice. My urethra mashed up against your cervix. I can feel my balls tightening. They're ready to burst. Oh, I'm gonna fill you up nice, honey. You should see yourself, Dannie. You look incredibly hot with my monster cock up inside," Jennifer whispered. Danielle's uterus was pushed upwards making her scream with ecstasy. Jennifer pushed a few centimetres in and out of that insanely delicious pussy in short jabs, like a piston. "To impregnate or not to impregnate," she sighed into her lover's ear. "Can you feel it, D? Feel how good my cock head feels against your cervix? Feel how my cock head is ready to spew hot, little Jennies right inside you?" Danielle managed to utter a final plea at her assailant, "Please, Jen! Listen to yourself! It's not to late to stop. Please pull out! Jen, pull out! Jen!" Why did her meaty love stick have to feel so incredibly good. The way that overly fat cock head was mashed into her cervix pushing her uterus upwards. Oh, God, she could feel Jen's beautiful cock swell and become even bigger as it was ready to explode, letting millions of strong little swimmers loose inside her defenceless pussy. "Jen, I can't be pregnant! I need to finish my studies! Don't do this to me...to us. Jen, please?!" But the look of rapture on Jen's face told her there was no mercy from the onslaught of she male cock. It was a look that made her terrified and filled with an uncontrollable desire for the slender redhead at the same time. "Jen!" She could, however, just as well have addressed a wall. Her enormously well endowed lover was oblivious to her pleas and latched onto her left boob with eager lips. There she sucked hard on Danielle's nipple while pounding the blonde's pussy as hard as she could. This made Danielle come a second time making the walls of her pussy convulse. Jennifer grunted with her mouth full and with a final thrust delivered her potent payload as deep as she could. "Oh, yeah," she grunted letting go of the breast, "here's about ten million little invaders heading right for your uterus, lover!" Danielle let out a desperate wail, the result of fear mixed with utter bliss as her womb was painted with thick, sperm-filled goo. The sensation drove her over the edge a third time. Another orgasm washed over her and, to her utter horror, made her pussy spasm violently around the python thick lady cock so that every possible drop of sperm was milked. Jennifer ground her cock into Danielle so the gigantic head rubbed and massaged the entrance to an all too welcoming uterus. The delirious and deathly frightened beauty could not believe what happened next. Just as she thought the redhead's orgasm was about to subside the cock jerked violently and started spewing forth another load directly through her cervix into her uterus which was already bloated from the cumfest. It seemed to go on forever until finally, Jennifer fell exhausted on top of her French Canadian girlfriend, her head resting against Danielle's full bosom. "Holy sweetness, that was great Danni!" "No, no, no," Danielle wailed. "I can't believe you did that," as she regained her senses. "Shit! I've got to stop this. I can't..." With glee in her voice, Jennifer put a finger on her whimpering lover's lips and whispered wetly in her ear: "April fools." Danielle blinked a few times, perplexed, before dawn broke on her face. "You ass-hole," she roared and lunged after Jen, but the limber redhead was already gunning for safety.

Chapter 0 - A Brief Introduction & System Basics

Introduction:             In a world where alien, mystical, super-powered, high-tech, and just plain-old villainy reigns supreme, humanity’s best line of defense is neither the police nor the military; instead, it is Zyon Industries’ Idol Initiative. Over the past few years, the Idol Initiative; a scientific process designed to alter humans’ bio-chemistry so that they can develop superhuman abilities of their own, has overseen dozens of successful transformations with only three noteworthy caveats.The first issue is that, with almost no exception, Zyon Industries’ experiments have only managed to work on females who are between 18 and 30 years old. While this predicament is far from ideal, the other two scientific hiccups are far more troubling. Firstly, these female subjects appear to lose power every time they reach a sexual climax. Five orgasms is all it takes to put these women right back where they started. Rightfully so, fear of losing their newfound gifts tends to lead to the existence of a slew of sexually repressed heroines for the Earth’s aforementioned cacophony of villainous scum to prey upon. Worse yet, should any of these women ever become pregnant, their powers immediately transfer to their unborn child, an unadvertised setback, which certain vile creatures have discovered through experimentation, and now seek to manipulate in order to breed their own super-powered offspring. Quite frankly, things aren’t safe for any innocent people these days but Zyon’s Idols might just be the biggest targets of all.            Still, there are new, young women signing up to undergo the trials every day. Whether they’re doe-eyed idealists determined to be a hero for the people, opportunists hoping to convert their powers and ass-kicking ways into internet fame, pragmatists just hoping to protect their families, downtrodden damsels who are tired of playing the victim, simple strategists playing the hero by night so that they can use their powers for their own enterprises by day, or angry young women who see the gifts from the initiative as a way to help them enact some kind of revenge, even as the forces of evil continue to expand, the Zyon Industries’ subject pool continues to grow deeper than ever and their adventures are sure to be those for the ages. Luckily, Zyon Industries keeps records of all of their idols’ adventures through a combination of body-cameras built into their subjects’ supersuits, drone footage, and even hacking into an area’s traffic and security cameras, so that they can compile everything, here, for our review. System Basics Full Disclosure/Light Warning: I have had a couple of requests to elaborate on the system I am using so that folks will have a little easier time interpreting what goes down, and also be able to carry on with a better idea of what to expect moving forward. As such, this entry will only be covering broad mechanics and example rolls/actions; so, if you happen to be someone more interested in “pure storytelling” and/or someone who feels they understand enough to get by; then, this is DEFINITELY NOT CONSIDERED REQUIRED READING, so please feel free to move right on by. I am using a largely custom-designed system. Before we go any further, let me first say that I have no delusions of this being a perfect, flawless, or even great framework. It is a means to an end, and will remain a “live updated” work-in-progress. This is my first time attempting something like this; so, I am more than happy to consider any and all suggestions. I have limited RP and next to no DM experience. I am mostly looking to use the dice rolls as writing prompts in order to explore different writing styles, and expand my overall creativity. As such, there are a couple of systematic areas purposely left a little broad in order to leave a modicum of room for my own intuition/control. Either way, every tweak I make is in the interest of making interesting encounters, and all areas involving dice rolls are completely up to chance. All rolls are final. Before we get too far, please note that any tables/charts mentioned throughout this writing will be collected at the bottom of this document, as long as I can get the formatting down. With that out of the way, let’s take a look at what we’re working with! Character Stats & Traits Example/familiar profile: Sofia Gonzalez AKA Vixen Of Vengeance  Vitality: 15 Strength: 2 (Human) Agility: 3 (Enhanced) Durability: 2 (Human) Note: I have already chosen to adjust the verbiage on the 3 above raw stat categories Mental Fortitude: 3 (Smart/Focused) Note: I forgot to include the above category in chapter 1 simply because I’m a bit of a forgetful dork Key Personality Traits: Aggressive, Determined, Bold, Vengeful Clothing: Outfit/Bra (Top): 2/2, Pants/Panties (Bottom): 2/2 Weapons: 2 x 9mm pistols (6 shots each, LVL 3 Piercing) Abilities/Reactions: Enhanced Marksmanship (Crits at 86+) Emotional State: Furious/Otherwise uninterested Stimulation: 0/100 Breaking down/further understanding: 1. Sofia Gonzalez AKA Vixen Of Vengeance  (Name or class for generic characters, obviously) 2. Vitality: 15 (Vitality or HP for villains. For villains, HP clearly represents their health and/or how close to defeat they are. For our heroes, vitality is more akin to energy. Every time they are hit, this drains them of a certain amount, making each of their rolls proportionally harder. Worse yet, once their vitality reaches 0 they are held defenseless for 3 turns; only allowed to roll a trio of D4s to gradually recover some of their lost strength) 3. Strength: 2 (Human) (Strength is a broad stat category that dictates the ease and intensity of certain feats; particularly, melee damage, breaking free of grapples, and moving objects when not in combat. This number is used to reference various feat tables, helping me to determine what size of dice to roll and/or what number needs to be rolled) 4. Agility: 3 (Enhanced) (Agility is a broad stat category that dictates the ease and intensity of certain feats; particularly, dodging, speed of action/initiative, and jumping over/scaling objects when not in combat. This number is used to reference various feat tables, helping me to determine what size of dice to roll and/or what number needs to be rolled) 5. Durability: 2 (Human) (Durability is a broad stat category that dictates the ease and intensity of certain feats; particularly, how much damage is endured and, at least potentially, resistance to things like the elements or physical torture when not in combat. This number is used to reference various feat tables, helping me to determine what size of dice to roll and/or what number needs to be rolled) Greater note: The values of the above 3 “broad stat” categories are assigned to characters appropriately based on a scale of: 1- Poor, 2- Human, 3- Enhanced, and 4- Super-human. For pure example’s sake, in agility, 1 would be a character with a mobility issue. 2 would be a regular, healthy human. 3 would be along the lines of a Captain America/Spiderman, and 4 would be a dominant speed along the lines of Quicksilver. 6. Mental Fortitude: 3 (Smart/Focused) (Mental Fortitude is a broad stat category that dictates the ease and intensity of certain feats; particularly, solving puzzles, general detective skills, and combating mind control. This number is used to reference various feat tables, helping me to determine what size of dice to roll and/or what number needs to be rolled) Greater note: Mental fortitude is also on a 4 pronged scale; however, unlike the above, 1=Dumb/Unfocused, 2=Average/Somewhat alert, 3=Smart/Focused, 4=Genius/Iron Trap 7. Key Personality Traits: Aggressive, Determined, Bold, Vengeful (Key personality traits are one of the looser, more intuitive elements I was referring to. These are done to make each of our heroines, and occasionally a villain, particularly unique. The average decision in this system comes in at 50/50 and/or equal percentage per option if there’s more than 2. These traits have the power to augment the rolls our idols make, largely out of combat, and are mostly implemented at and/or according to my discretion) Greater Example: The heroine is clearly outnumbered inside of this venue. Does she rush anyway? -P1 is of average intelligence with no discernible traits. They must roll 51+ to make the smart move -P2 is of average intelligence and “aggressive”. They must roll 71+ to make the smart move -P3 is of average intelligence and “cautious”. They must roll 31+ to make the smart move -Sofia is smart and “aggressive”. She must roll 61+ to make the smart move. (Aggressive upped her 20, but her intelligence bought her 10 back) 8. Clothing: Outfit/Bra (Top): 2/2, Pants/Panties (Bottom): 2/2 (These totals represent how many articles are covering the heroine’s most sensitive areas. Villains cannot target them sexually until they are removed. Sofia has her outfit top/bottom and bra and panties, so 2/2. A more promiscuous or free-spirited heroine might not wear a bra and panties, so start at 1/1. A different style of heroines may have armor, her clothes, and bra and panties, so 3/3) 9. Weapons: 2 x 9mm pistols (6 shots each, LVL 3 Piercing) (These are, well, weapons. In some cases this may also include equipment, really, anything that augments the user’s combat abilities. In this specific instance, Sofia has two guns. They give her the ability to launch ranged attacks as well as output damage at level 3 as opposed to the level 2 that her fists can manage. Each sidearm individually has 6 shots before it becomes unusable. 10. Abilities/Reactions: Enhanced Marksmanship (Crits at 86+) (Abilities are generally reflective of our heroines’ super powers as well as any natural abilities that they possess, which are superior to the average person. In this specific instance, Sofia has scientifically enhanced reflexes so she is a more natural shot. Instead of landing a critical hit at 96+ like an average person, she can do so at 86+. In the interest of a dynamic and interesting game, our idols will develop both positive and negative abilities/reactions as time goes on, based on their experiences. 11. Emotional State: Furious/Otherwise uninterested (Emotional State is a framework which dictates the level of possible sexual reactions from our heroine. The emotional state changes based on how stimulated our idol is. At furious, she will not react. As she is stimulated the table/scale adjusts, giving us a different range of reactions to roll through. This is, mostly, to try and keep our characters’ reactions more authentic; more specifically, avoiding situations like the idol orgasming after a few seconds of the villain eating her ass because of one bad roll. I felt this was especially important to implement due to the fact that having 5 orgasms is one of our two loss conditions. 12. Stimulation: 0/100 (Stimulation is the cumulative total of stimulation given to our heroines by their enemies. This stimulation is primarily tracked to dictate changes in the emotional state. As already somewhat illustrated in the greater story, 0-15 stim is reflective of a “furious” heroine, 16-25 mean she’s “angry” and can now react, 26-35 lowers her protests to “irritated”, 36-40 is her transition to “only annoyed”. 41-50 sees our heroine “stunned” so that the villains can really start their work, and she can really start to feel it. Overall, the scale goes to 100. So beyond what’s been spelled out, there’s “heating up” (51-65), “responsive” (66-80), “enjoying it” 81-90, “overeager” (91-99), and “lost in ecstasy” (100). Greater note: This will be further spelled out in a series of relevant tables at the end of this “chapter”. Encounter/Combat Example Let’s now take a look at a very generic sample encounter in order to see some of these characters in action and point more specifics out. -Example heroine pulls out on the clubhouse Roll for encounter difficulty: 51 (average) The encounter difficulty roll is completed with a D100. The pre-established scale is as follows:  1-5: Instant win 6-20: Cake Walk 21-35: Easy 36-50: Lower Average 51-65: Average 66-80: Tough 81-95: Good Fucking Luck 96-100: Suicide Beyond that, it is up to me to translate just what I believe these terms mean into a set of enemies/an appropriate challenge for our heroine. Average, in this case, is going to mean two generic thugs, since we are going to use a super generic hero for the example. This leaves us wiith the participants as follow: Jenny Generic Vitality: 12 Strength: 2 (Human) Agility: 2 (Human) Durability: 2 (Human) Mental Fortitude: 2 (Average/Somewhat Alert) Key Personality Traits: None Clothing: Outfit only (Top): 1/1, Pants only (Bottom): 1/1 Weapons: Aluminium Bat, LVL 3 Blunt, Durability: 3, HP:4 Abilities: Home Run Swinger (Jenny can take the better of two damage rolls when swinging her bat) Emotional State: Furious/Otherwise uninterested Stimulation: 0/100 Thugs 1 and 2 HP: 6 each Strength: 2 each Agility: 2 each Durability: 2 each Weapons: Unarmed Abilities: None Greater note: The rolls beyond this point will be particularly curated so I can illustrate different points as this is not so much a test encounter as it is a learning experience for the reader themselves. The first matter to address is who will be acting first. Clearly, this is decided by rolling initiative. In my system, and of course some others, the die that a character rolls for initiative comes down to their agility value.  An AGL1 rolls a D16, an AGL2 rolls a D30, an AGL3 rolls a D60, and an AGL4 rolls a D100. As we saw with Sofia’s first chapter, a bad opening roll led to her being grappled before the second round. For each grappler a heroine has, their initiative capability is reduced by one die size on the scale. I.e a free AGL3 rolls a D60 but a single grappled AGL3 rolls a D30. When double grappled, they roll a D16. I have also built in basement levels for D12 and D6 at triple and quadruple (or beyond triple) grappled respectively. For argument’s sake, let’s say that Jenny rolls a 22, Thug #1 rolls 18 and Thug #2 rolls 13. I would make a short annotation and initiative would look something like this: →Round #1 Roll for initiative: Jenny (22), Thug 1 (18), Thug 2 (13) This logically means that Jenny gets to go first. Since she does not have a ranged weapon or a particular ability, her only option is a melee attack (annotated as ATK) A melee attack is typically a basic punch or kick, but since Jenny has her bat, it threatens to do a little extra damage. -First, Jenny has to pick a target. If she had something like a “calculated” personality trait, she may be overridden to go right for the Thug closest to her (the one with the highest initiative) but since she does not, it’s a 50/50 shot. I could use a die to simulate this but usually just flip a coin. Let’s say she hits on Thug #2. -Second, she has to roll to make the swing. I consider this a “basic action” which I always register at 21+ before any modifiers. Let’s say she rolls a 33. This would be a successful hit. -Finally, we have to determine the damage caused. This puts the 3 blunt strength of the bat against the 2 durability flesh of the thug. I consult one of my tables and this stat disparity tells me that the damage caused should be determined by a D4. Let’s say that this time Jenny rolls a 3. This does 3 damage to Thug #2’s HP of 6 and would be, overall, annotated as such: Jenny: ATK, 21+:33, Target: T2,(D4) 3 damage to T2 So overall we have: →Round #1 Roll for initiative: Jenny (22), Thug 1 (18), Thug 2 (13) Jenny: ATK, 21+:33, Target: T2,(D4) 3 damage to T2 In this specific example, we still have one more thing to cover…the bat. If it were a gun, we would just reduce the bullet count, but, instead, we have to test the thug’s head against the bat’s material. We see that the thug’s flesh is still a 2 while the bat’s durability is a 3. Because the bat is tougher, the thug’s skull, or whatever, can only do up to 2 damage. Since I don’t have a D2, I use a D3 with the 3 side counting as zero (0). Let’s say we roll a one; then, the final annotation would be: →Round #1 Roll for initiative: Jenny (22), Thug 1 (18), Thug 2 (13) Jenny: ATK, 21+:33, Target: T2,(D4) 3 damage to T2 (Bat -1 HP) Now, Thug #1 gets to go. Since he doesn’t have a ranged weapon either, his options are grab (GRB) or a melee attack (ATK). Since he has no traits that sway anything, it’s a 50/50 roll. Let’s say he gets the side that dictates he attempt a grab. I consider this a 26+ for the basic part of the feat, just slightly harder than throwing a punch.  He rolls a 45. Now, our heroine has the chance to dodge, which is crucial since these young women are accosted multiple times per round. As an unencumbered heroine with 2 agility and no loss of vitality, Jenny can dodge at 31+.  If she were an AGL 3, it’d be a 21+. If she were an AGL 4, it’d be 16+; and, if she were an AGL 1, it’d be 41+. Furthermore, the dodge attempt gets 20 pts harder for each grappler on her. This time, she only rolls a 27 and, so, is SINGLE GRAPPLED. This gets annotated like this: T1: GRB, 26+:45–Evasion: 31+: 27 (Single grappled) Thus, the greater log stands as: →Round #1 Roll for initiative: Jenny (22), Thug 1 (18), Thug 2 (13) Jenny: ATK, 21+:33, Target: T2,(D4) 3 damage to T2 (Bat -1 HP) T1: GRB, 26+:45–Evasion: 31+: 27 (Single grappled) Now, it’s Thug #2’s turn to finish off the round. In a similar situation to T1, T2 has to roll to decide on GRB or ATK. Let’s say he gets ATK. This means that he first needs a 21+, we’ll give him 52. Next, is Jenny’s one and only chance at a rebuttal. She needs a 51+ dodge. (31+ for her agility, +20 for the single grapple). In this example, she only comes in at 38; therefore, we now have to calculate damage. 2 strength against 2 durability means a standard D3 roll. He gets a 2. This takes 2 vitality off of Jenny’s total and now all of her rolls will be 2 points harder. The whole move is annotated as follows: T2: ATK, 21+:52–Evasion: 51+: 38 (HIT)(D3) -2 vitality to Jenny For those still following along, after all that rolling and effort, at its close, this brings our round log to: →Round #1 Roll for initiative: Jenny (22), Thug 1 (18), Thug 2 (13) Jenny: ATK, 21+:33, Target: T2,(D4) 3 damage to T2 (Bat -1 HP) T1: GRB, 26+:45–Evasion: 31+: 27 (Single grappled) T2: ATK, 21+:52–Evasion: 51+: 38 (HIT)(D3) -2 vitality to Jenny I’ve purposely minimized the data into small logs like this since, A) I recap the rolls, in totality, throughout my actual writing; and, B) I prefer the focus to be on the prose as my main goal for this dice rolling adventure is ultimately an experiment in writing prompts From here, I will cover two more sample rounds, glossing over the already covered aspects, and putting a bit of focus on a few other specific mechanics. First we do initiative. Jenny is single grappled so she rolls a D16 instead of D30. Let’s say we hit 9, 15, and 21 respectively for our characters: →Round #2 Roll for initiative: Thug 2 (21), Thug 1 (15), Jenny (9) This puts Thug #2 moving 1st. He is entirely unencumbered and so his options are ATK or GRB again. He rolls and chooses to join the grapple.  He needs a 26+ but he rolls a 3! In this system, a 1 is a Perfect Fail, and 2-5 is a Critical Fail, while 96-99 is a critical hit and 100 is a perfect hit. This makes Thug #2’s roll a critical fail; so, not only does he miss his grapple; but, he reaps a negative consequence. In this case, he trips, falls, and hurts himself in the process. Since it’s self-inflicted, we will judge this as damage equivalent to an attack of even strength and durability. This means a D3 determines the damage. Unluckily, he rolls a 3. This 3 damage combined with the 3 earlier damage from Jenny’s bat means that his HP has reached 0; thus, he is now k.o.’d and will take no further turns in this confrontation. All of this get annotated as: T2: GRB, 26+: 3 (Critical miss, D3 self-damage) 3 damage to T2 (T2 DOWN) Meanwhile, Thug #1 is in an entirely different position. Since he has Jenny grappled, his options are either to strip (STP) her or perform a sexual attack (SEX). If he doesn’t uncover her other body parts first, he will only be able to target her mouth or hands sexually. It’s another 50/50 decision, and we happen to roll a strip attempt. Now, he can aim for her top or bottoms. Another 50/50. In this example, this roll comes down on the side of “top”. The only thing left to determine is the force with which the thug commits this action. The result is determined on this scale, which I’ve devised: 1: Perfect Fail (loses grapple and trips on self) 2-5: Crit Fail (loses grapple) 6-35: No Progress 36-50: Half-progress (two of these in a row is a success) 51-95: Success (layer removed) 96-99: Layer removed + bonus shot at 2nd layer OR sex attack 100: layer removed + bonus shot at 2nd layer AND sex attack For argument’s sake, Thug #1 rolls a 75, successfully removing Jenny’s top; thus, making her breasts targetable. This is transcribed as: T1: STP, top, Force: 75. (Top completely removed, breasts targetable) Now, Jenny finally gets to respond. Since she has no ranged weapon; no targets at a range; generally, no shooting (SHT) option; her choices are 50/50 between a physical attack (ATK) and attempting to break free (BF) from the thug’s grapple. Here, she rolls to attack and there’s no question of the target since only one enemy is left standing. As it stands, the only modifier would be her 2 lost vitality, turning a 21+ roll into a 23+ roll. I am currently holding this area of the system under a microscope, looking at the potential of making it harder for our heroine to strike or shoot when grappled; but, I have yet to pull the trigger on a change in the interest of balance. I am maintaining the original method, at least for the time being, because I feel this would make these young women too helpless when grappled; but, if that develops into not being the case, I will adapt. In summary, for now, she requires a 23+. In this example, at 68, she gets it. This makes us do the same calculations we did when she clobbered Thug #2. Long story short, we come out to 2 damage to each; the thug and the bat. The thug goes to 4/6 HP and the bat goes to ¼ HP.  If the thug reached 0, he’d be down and Jenny would win. If the bat reached 0, it would break, becoming unusable, forcing our heroine to make melee attacks with her 2 strength fists instead of her 3 strength weapon; but, neither is the case here. This gives us a total round summary of: →Round #2 Roll for initiative: Thug 2 (21), Thug 1 (15), Jenny (9) T2: GRB, 26+: 3 (Critical miss, D3 self-damage) 3 damage to T2 (T2 DOWN) T1: STP, top, Force: 75. (Top completely removed, breasts targetable) Jenny: ATK, 23+:68, Target: T1,(D4) 2 damage to T1 (Bat -2 HP) Let’s go for one more manufactured round so I can point out a little bit more. As established, first we roll initiative. The Thug with a D30 for 2 agility, and Jenny with a D16 for a single grappled character with 2 agility. The thug comes up with a 14 while Jenny comes up with a 10 for: →Round #3 Roll for initiative: Thug 1 (14), Jenny (10) The thug goes first. He has Jenny grappled and stripped her top last turn. Since her pants are still intact, he may opt either to continue stripping (STP) of the other article, or, he may opt to perform a sexual attack (SEX). It’s 50/50 and he comes up with a sexual attack. We now have to decide his target. The five targetable zones in the system are hands, mouth, tits, pussy and ass; but, right now, pussy and ass are still not targetable due to being well-covered by her costume. This means it’s a D3 decision with one area assigned to each number.  Here, he rolls a 2 and opts to target her breasts. Next, we come up with the force that he is using. This is done on a D100 and tested against a similar sort of scale to the stripping scale: 1: Perfect Fail (loses grapple entirely) 2-5: Crit Fail (loses one stage of progress) 6-35: No Progress (remain on whatever stage you are on) Greater note: if the villain is just commencing the sexual assault, they hit the first stage, at minimum, barring any crits/perfs 36-50: Half-progress (two of these in a row is a success) 51-95: Success (advance to the next stage) 96-99: Critical Success (advance two stages) 100: Perfect Success (advance two stage and roll DOUBLE stim) In this case, he comes up with a 45, which is good enough to get him to the opening sex attack stage, because it’s his first attempt, and nothing more. Now, we consult the stage of sex attack table which tells us the first stage for breasts/tits is groping. Groping is listed as a “flesh on  flesh” interaction as opposed to “intense flesh on flesh”, “penetrative” or “deep penetrative” which, using another table as reference material, tells us the stimulation given to Jenny should be counted at a rate of D3.  This time, it comes up as a 2. This takes Jenny’s overall stim to 2/100. She remains within the 0-15 furious emotional state, so she does not offer any response.  If her stimulation was higher, we’d be rolling a D100 and checking it against a table, according to her emotional state, to determine her reaction. Obviously, orgasms are the ultimate “no-no” for our heroines. Conversely, if our villain’s member was, at all, being stimulated, they would have to roll a D100 check to avoid ejaculating prematurely. For the record, these checks start at 100+, going down by 5 every turn, and going down by 10 anytime the stimulation might graduate, say from “vigorous flesh on flesh” to “penetrative” or “penetrative” to “deep penetrative”. Villain’s can only cum a certain amount of times, with that frequency dependent on their character, before they are considered spent. Right now, spent characters simply leave the combat but I will be experimenting with them staying for attacks, or to hold the heroine down for their allies, in the near future. Cumming on/in our heroine can provide extra stim to her while, if they specifically cum inside of her pussy, pregnancy checks will be initiated. A mixture of fertility, menstrual cycle, and how deep the load is delivered will be rolled/checked/determined to see if our heroine is forced to endure pregnancy, giving her an instant loss. However, since none of the above applies in this specific case, we are free to move on to Jenny’s turn, annotating the above turn as: T1: SEX, Target (D3) tits. Force: 45, begins “groping”. Stim (D3) 2 Stim to Jenny (FURIOUS) Thankfully, Jenny gets a rebuttal. Again, her options are ATK or BF. This time, the dice/coin comes up BF, which means she will try to escape the thug’s grapple. A BF is a strength on strength test, so level 2 vs level 2. At even strength, a heroine can get away at 31+. Jenny is slightly injured, so 33+ due to lost vitality.  This number would go up by 10 for each additional grappler, and the heroine must roll against each grappler individually. In this vacuum, she comes up with a 71 and gets loose. Our 3rd round ends up: →Round #3 Roll for initiative: Thug 1 (14), Jenny (10) T1: SEX, Target (D3) tits. Force: 45, begins “groping”. Stim (D3) 2 Stim to Jenny (FURIOUS) Jenny: BF, 33+: 71 (COMPLETELY FREE) This means that she would be able to roll her full D30 for initiative on the next theoretical turn, instead of the reduced D16; however, we’re going to call it there as I feel we covered the basics and it’s probably TOO MUCH INFORMATION already. Tables Of Interest Be forewarned that below this point will be nothing but tables that I think the reader may find helpful or interesting. If you’ve made it this far, you might like to go a little further. It’s certainly your prerogative. INITIATIVE TABLE (Based On Agility) AGL Level X Number Of Encumberments (i.e grappler/points of detention) AGL1 0.D18 1.D12 2. D6 3. D4 4+.D3 AGL2 0. D30 1. D18 2. D12 3.  D6 4+. D4 AGL3 0. D60 1. D30 2. D18 3. D12 4+. D6 AGL4 0. D100 1. D60 2. D30 3. D18 4+.D12 Stripping Reference Result X Roll 1 (Loses Grapple, Trips) 2-5 (Loses Grapple) 6-35 (No Progress) 36-50 (Half Progress) 51-95 (Success) 96-99 (Success +) 100 (Success ++) Encounter Difficulty Reference Result X Roll 1-5 (Instant Win) 6-20 (Cake Walk) 21-35 (Easy) 36-50 (Low Average) 51-65 (Average) 66-80 (Tough) 81-95 (Good F'n Luck) 96-100 (Suicide) ( Damage Reference (STR vs DUR) Die X STR to DUR comp -3 (Single Damage) -2 (D3-1) -1 (D3-1 (Min.1)) Even (D3) +1 (D4) +2 (D4+1) +3 (D6) Sexual Advances Reference Result x Roll 1 (Loses Grapple) 2-5 (Regresses 1 Stage) 6-35 (No Progress) 36-50 (Half Progress) 51-95 (Advance 1 Stage) 96-99 (Advance 2 Stages) 100 (Advance 2 Stages +) Broad Stat Guide Value Class LVL 1 (Poor/Dumb) LVL 2 (Normal/Average) LVL 3 (Enhanced/Smart) LVL 4 (Superhuman/Genius) Chart Of Break-Free Rolls (STR vs STR) Strength Differential Number Of Encumberments (i.e grapplers/points of detention) -3 1. 51+ 2. 56+ 3. 61+ 4+66+ -2 1. 46+ 2. 51+ 3. 56+ 4+61+ -1 1. 41+ 2. 51+ 3. 61+ 4+71+ Even 1. 31+ 2. 41+ 3. 51+ 4+61+ (+) 1 1. 26+ 2. 36+ 3. 46+ 4+56+ (+) 2 1. 21+ 2. 31+ 3. 41+ 4+51+ (+) 3 1. 16+ 2. 26+ 3. 36+ 4+46+ SEXUAL ACT PROGRESSION CHART Targeted Area X Progression Stage (W/Type of Act) Hands 1. Cock In Hand (Flesh On Flesh) 2. Loose Handjob (Flesh On Flesh) 3. Aggressive Handjob (Int. Flesh On Flesh) Mouth 1. Tongue Down Throat (Flesh On Flesh) 2. Cock In Face (Flesh On Flesh) 3. Cock On Lips (Flesh On Flesh) 4. Tip In Mouth (Int. Flesh On Flesh) 5. Dick In Mouth (Int. Flesh On Flesh) 6. Deepthroating (Penetrative) 7. Throat Fucking (Deep Penetrative) Tits 1. Groping (Flesh On Flesh) 2. Sucking (Flesh On Flesh) 3. Rubbing With Cock (Flesh On Flesh) 4. Tit Fucking (Int. Flesh On Flesh) Pussy 1. Rubbing (Flesh On Flesh) 2. Eating (Int. Flesh On Flesh) 3. Fingering With Clit Stim (Penetrative) 4. Teasing Entrance (Int. Flesh On Flesh) 5. Just The Tip (Penetrative) 6. Fucking (Penetrative) 7. Balls Deep (Deep Penetrative) Ass 1. Groping (Flesh On Flesh) 2. Eating (Int. Flesh On Flesh) 3. Fingering (Penetrative) 4. Prodding Entrance (Int. Flesh On Flesh) 5. Working Way In (Penetrative) 6. Fucking (Penetrative) 7. Balls Deep (Deep Penetrative) Stim Die Reference Act Type X Stim Die Flesh On Flesh (D3) Intense Flesh On Flesh (D4) Penetrative (D6) Deep Penetrative (D8) Sexual Reaction Chart Reaction Type X Stim/Emotional State 0-15 FURIOUS 16-25 ANGRY 0-60 (NOTHING) 61-80 (MOISTENING) 81-95 (BITING LIP) 96-100 (LIGHT BREATHING 26-35 IRRITATED 0-45 (NOTHING) 46-65 (MOISTENING) 66-80 (BITING LIP) 81-95 (LIGHT BREATHING) 96-100 (HEAVY BREATHING) 36-40 ONLY ANNOYED 0-25 (NOTHING) 26-45 (MOISTENING) 46-65 (BITING LIP) 66-80 (LIGHT BREATHING) 81-95 (HEAVY BREATHING) 96-100 (LIGHT MOANING) 41-50 STUNNED 0-10 (NOTHING) 11-30 (MOISTENING) 31-45 (BITING LIP) 46-65 (LIGHT BREATHING) 66-85 (HEAVY BREATHING) 86-95 (LIGHT MOANING) 96-100 (HEAVY MOANING) 51-65 HEATING UP 0-10 (MOISTENING) 11-30 (BITING LIP) 31-45 (LIGHT BREATHING) 46-65 (HEAVY BREATHING) 66-85 (LIGHT MOANING) 86-95 (HEAVY MOANING) 96-100 (TOUCHING SELF) 66-80 RESPONSIVE 0-10 (BITING LIP) 11-25 (LIGHT BREATHING) 26-40 (HEAVY BREATHING) 41-55 (LIGHT MOANING) 56-70 (HEAVY MOANING) 71-80 (TOUCHING SELF) 81-90 (SHOUTING) 91-99 (QUIVERING) 100 (ORGASM) 81-90 ENJOYING IT 0-10 (LIGHT BREATHING) 11-25 (HEAVY BREATHING) 26-40 (LIGHT MOANING) 41-55 (HEAVY MOANING) 56-70 (TOUCHING SELF) 71-80 (SHOUTING) 81-90 (QUIVERING) 91-99 (ORGASM) 100 (HUGE ORGASM) 91-99 OVEREAGER 0-15 (LIGHT MOANING) 16-30 (HEAVY MOANING) 32-45 (TOUCHING SELF) 46-60 (SHOUTING) 61-75 (QUIVERING) 76-90 (ORGASM) 91-99 (HUGE ORGASM) 100 (MINDBREAK) 100 LOST IN ECSTASY 0-25 (TOUCHING SELF) 26-50 (SHOUTING) 51-75 (QUIVERING) 76-85 (ORGASM) 86-95 (HUGE ORGASM) 96-100 (MINDBREAK) Thank you so much for reading. I sincerely appreciate any/all feedback and welcome any discourse regarding the subject of this dense, information heavy entry. I even found a few holes while collecting all of this and was able to make the edits live. Now, back onto the meat of the matter…

Chapter 0 - Introduction

An Introduction from the Author: The Determinator xXx It has taken awhile to get to this point. But here we are! I could give you my reasons, but I won't. If you want them, you can check out my profile. For now, I shall summarize my plan. While I may wish to compile a continuous narrative, I'm faced with an uncomfortable fact: I'm lost. Or should I say, I am frustrated? Truthfully, if I were to write a continuous narrative, then I would need to sacrifice many interesting ideas to maintain a coherent narrative. But I am greedy and indecisive, incapable of forsaking many of my inspirations. This cannot persist. I've decided to make a call for help. Every chapter of this anthology will be a self-contained story; a so-called "one-shot." At the end of each chapter, I will give you, my readers three options to vote upon. The options to be provided will allow everyone to vote on; A) who is the futanari (possibly one or more characters); B) which characters will be paired in the chapter; and C) which fetishes will be enacted throughout the chapter. Now I will give the first three choices as an example. Please consider them, and choose which story I will release as the first chapter. Story #1: A) Miia is the futanari. B) The pairing is Miia and Kurusu "Darling" Kimihito. C) The fetishes I've planned so far will be "Futanari on Male," "Pegging," "Anal," "Frottage," "Strangulation," "Grinding," "Teasing," and "Submission." Story #1: Summary: This story occurs during early canon. Miia is a rare futanari of the Lamia species and has struggled to find a host family willing to look past her body. Kurusu's easy acceptance of her gender when he is told about it by Miss Smith convinces Miia to claim him as hers. Surprisingly, Kurusu does not seem adverse to the prospect. Story #2: A) Papi is the futanari. B) The pairing is Papi, Miia, and Kurusu "Darling" Kimihito. C) The fetishes I've planned so far will be "Futanari on Male," "Futanari on Female," "Pegging," "Anal," "Vaginal," "Frottage," "Humiliation," "Cuckolding," "Domination," "Submission," "Ageplay." Story #2: Summary: This story occurs during early canon. Miia isn't happy with Papi the Harpy. But when the serpent and bird clash, the little birdbrain proves that she is no gentle dove. A new "pecking" order is established. Story #3: A) Centorea "Cerea" Shianus is the futanari. B) The pairing is Centorea and Kurusu "Darling" Kimihito. C) The fetishes I've planned so far will be "Futanari on Male," "Pegging," "Anal," "Oral," "Smell," "Comparison," "Teasing," "Romance," "WAFF." Story #3: Summary: This story occurs during early canon. Though proud, centaurs struggle with particular daily rigors. Out of every trial a centaur faced each day, the act of cleansing was especially vexing. Thankfully, Centorea was lucky that her new host was so eager to provide her aid. You might have noticed that every option I gave was "Futanari on male" themed. This was unavoidable. This story was contrived specifically as "Futanari on Male" story from the beginning. But starting with the first chapter, I shall endeavor to diversify the choices for my audience to choose from. Now please cast your votes!

Chapter 1 - The Vixen Of Vengeance- Confrontation #1 (COMPLETE)

File #001: Sofia Gonzalez AKA The Vixen Of Vengeance Bio: Originally coming from a stable household, Sofia Gonzalez is an American girl, of Columbian descent, who was orphaned at the age of 12 when her father failed to pay back notorious loan shark, Alonzo Rodriguez. It’s widely understood that Rodriguez set his men upon Sofia’s mother and father, yet no arrests have ever been made. Sent away by her grandparents after the aforementioned incident, Sofia spent the rest of her formative years away at, both, boarding school and college; however, she immediately returned to her home city once she heard about the Idol Initiative and the ability to acquire superhuman powers. Notably, these experiments gave her supremely heightened reflexes. (Certainly not the holy grail of superpowers but still a good way off from Francine Guterman who only gained the ability to stretch her tongue). It always seemed pretty clear to Zyon Industries that she would use these newfound abilities in order to try and get justice for her parents; however, Sofia has a strong sense of right and wrong and would/will still manage to be an asset along the way, knocking off petty crime alongside her greater ambitions. That being said, details of her many escapades taking down the likes of shoplifters and purse-snatchers are far less riveting than her greater agenda; so, below is a log detailing her quest for revenge! Tonight is the night! Excitement oozes out of the 20 year-old latina’s every pore as Sofia undresses, down to her white spandex bra and panties, and begins to change into the combat suit which Zyon Industries made for her. Even on an average day, she is usually quite happy to put on the durable, lightly kevlar-laced, black leather mask, gloves, pants, boots, and uniquely shaped one-piece top that Zyon crafted for her. Really, the only thing that the young marketing student doesn’t like is the large silver letters “V.O.V” emblazoned across both sides of her outfit, just above her hips. Representing the term “Vixen Of Vengeance”, which the Idol Initiative’s brain-trust gave to her, Sofia likes to ignore these letters and simply call/market herself “Vengeance”; so, normally, she tends to cringe when she first spots them; but, today, even they can’t get her down. In fact, nothing can get her down because after weeks of research, asking around, and keeping her ears to the street, Sofia has her first actionable lead towards finding Alonzo Rodriguez’s whereabouts. She has discovered the hangout of a few of Alonzo’s former associates and is getting ready to go there and extract information by any means necessary. With a hearty smirk, Sofia finishes putting on her form-fitting uniform, loads up her two 9mm side-arms, and sets out to get some of the answers for which she so richly yearns. New York City- January 17th, 2032 (7:00 p.m.) Confrontation #1 Before too long, our Vixen of Vengeance comes up on two fairly nondescript gentlemen, wearing long coats, having a smoke, out back, behind what most would expect to be an abandoned building. Recognizing her targets, the regularly quite impulsive Sofia doesn’t wait long to make her move. *Roll for difficulty of encounter (d100): 68 (‘TOUGH’) Unfortunately, as Sofia makes her way towards these two men, another duo of low-level thugs slinks their way out from the back of the warehouse, positioned in a way that they are staring right in Sofia’s direction, negating any chance that she has of a surprise attack. “Who the hell are you supposed to be?” one of the thugs immediately takes note of the young latina in her tight, leather get-up. “I’m Vengeance” Sofia instinctively barks back with an intentionally gruff tone. “No, seriously hun” the amused thug quickly teases. “I am serious, and you’re about to find out” Sofia booms, slightly flourishing her guns in a way that encourages this posse of thugs to take on a combat ready position. Participants: Sofia Gonzalez AKA Vixen Of Vengeance Vitality: 15 Strength: 2 (Average) Agility: 3 (Super-human) Durability: 2 (Human) Key Personality Traits: Aggressive, Determined, Bold, Vengeful Clothing: Outfit/Bra (Top): 2/2, Pants/Panties (Bottom): 2/2 Weapons: 2 x 9mm pistols (6 shots each, LVL 3 Piercing) Abilities: Enhanced Marksmanship (Crits at 86+) Emotional State: Furious/Otherwise uninterested Stimulation: 0/100 Thugs 1-4 HP: 6 each Strength: 2 each Agility: 2 each Durability: 2 each Weapons: Unarmed Abilities: None →Round #1 Roll for initiative: Thug 2 (22), Thug 1 (18), Sofia (17), Thug 3 (5), Thug 4 (2) T2: 50/50 ATTACK(ATK)/GRAPPLE (GRB), attempt 26+:66–Sofia evasion: 21+:72 (Dodged) T1: GRB, 26+:56–Evasion: 21+: 15 (Single grappled) Sofia: (D3) Attack holder (ATK)/Break-free (BF)/Shoot other (SHT), strike attempt at 21+:66, (D4-1 for even strength/durability) 2 damage to T1 T3: GRB, 26+: 49–Single grappled evasion: 41+: 95 (Dodged) Note: I only consider 2-5 and 96-99 as crit hits/fails. With extra effect for NAT 1 or 100 T4: GRB, 26+: 36– evasion: 41+: 90 (Dodged) As the confrontation begins, somehow, in spite of increased reflexes and being the only armed combatant (and rolling for initiative on a much bigger dice), Sofia ends up allowing a few of the thugs to make the first move. Thug #2; simply one of the fairly indiscriminate dark-haired men in their mid to late 30s, is the first to rush over and try to grab a hold of the idol; however, her superior reflexes easily allow Sofia to sidestep the oncoming attack. Regrettably, she pays just a little bit too much attention to Thug #2, so Thug #1 has a much easier time of successfully grabbing a hold of her. Instinctively, Sofia throws an elbow into Thug #1’s face (dealing 2 damage) but it’s not enough to knock him out, or off of her. Seeing their opening, Thugs 3 and 4 quickly try to pile on; but, luckily, Sofia is just squirmy and feisty enough to fend them off, for now.  “Back off” Sofia warns, still wrestling to break-free from the one thug who actually got a hold of her. →Round #2 Roll for initiative: Thug 2 (25), Thug 4 (25), Sofia (24), Thug 1 (22), Thug 3 (5) T2: ATK, 21+: 29–evasion: 41+: 41 (Dodged) T4: ATK, 21+:66–Evasion: 41+: 28 (HIT)(D4-1 for even str/dur) -3 vitality to Sofia Note: Everytime Sofia loses vitality it proportionally makes her rolls harder. If she hits 0, she is energyless and cannot act for 3 turns Sofia: SHT, 21+:32, VENGEFUL (target: T4, who just hit her)(D4+1 for 3 pierce vs 2 dur) 3 damage to T4, -1 bullet to SA#1 T1: Has grapple, 50/50 Strip (STP) or Sexual (SEX), 50/50 Top or Bottoms, Force:(d100): 70 (success, bottoms are gone)(bottoms= ½) T3: GRB, 26+: 49– evasion: 44+: 40 (DOUBLE GRAPPLED) Watching Sofia determinedly try to break-free, Thug #2 spryly throws a punch at Sofia to try and subdue her, but, in the chaos he misses his mark; however, Thug #4 quickly picks up on his buddy’s idea and fires a heavy gut punch, towards Sofia, which does find his mark. Enraged by this strike, Sofia all-but stops fighting her captor, for a second, so that she can fire a shot into Thug #4’s shoulder, in retaliation. Sadly, this is a bad idea because Thug #1 uses this temporary lack of focus and takes the opportunity to rip the Vixen of Vengeance’s leather pants off, in one smooth motion, revealing her small white panties, and portions of her shapely bronzed ass, to her four leery opponents. “What did you just do?!” Sofia sort of panics. “What do you think?” Thug #1 proudly smirks back.  Worse yet, the sight of the young woman’s partially uncovered derriere is the only motivation that Thug #3 needs to spring into action, grabbing a hold of the Vixen with a speed that even surprises himself.  “Don’t worry, baby. We’re just going to play with you a little bit. We know you super-chicks usually don’t get to have a lot of fun” Thug #3 lecherously sneers, as he prepares to do his worst. →Round #3 Roll for initiative: Thug 4 (22), Sofia (13), Thug 3 (13), Thug 1 (9), Thug 2 (3) T4: GRB, 24+: 52–double grappled/injured evasion: 64+: 14 (TRIPLE GRAPPLED) Sofia: SHT, 24+:35, target only opponent at range: T2, (D4+1 for 3 pierce vs 2 dur) 4 damage to T2, -1 bullet to SA#1 T3: STP, Top, Force: 21 (No real progress) T1: Continue STP, Bottom, Force: 44 (panties barely hold, next roll will be easier) T2: ATK, 25+: 72– triple grappled evasion: 84+: 87 (DODGED) In a split-second, Sofia goes from confident to desperate. Truly, this is an appropriate response as yet another thug (Thug #4) joins in on the grappling and groping huddle that his allies have formed around the Vixen of Vengeance. With three sets of hands working over her body, Sofia now has a much harder time to get anything free. Still, she does temporarily manage to get an arm free in order to fire a warning shot, which actually finds a home in Thug #2’s right leg, significantly injuring him.  “You bitch! Don’t worry, Ronny. We’ll make her pay good for that one” Thug #3 calls out to his wounded friend, whilst struggling and, as of yet, ultimately failing to remove Sofia’s costume’s leather top. “I second that one. We’re gonna give this slut the full service” Thug #1 chimes in, feverishly tugging at Sofia’s exposed panties. Mercifully, the spandex doesn’t immediately come apart in his hands; but, the brute is able to feel it stretching in his grip; a telltale sign that it won’t be long before he can get an even better look at his victim’s supple, young body.  Things go from bad to worse when Thug #2 recovers surprisingly quickly and attempts to join the pile as well; however, even under the lecherous scrutiny of three grown men, Sofia somehow manages to maneuver herself, and her captors, in such a way that their slowest, weakest member still isn’t able to easily join in on the impromptu grope session. Update: Sofia 12/15 vitality Top: 2/2 Bottoms: ½ Bullets: 4/6 and 6/6 Mood: Furious Stim: 0/100 Thugs T1 HP: 4/6 T2 HP: 2/6 T3 HP: 6/6 T4 HP: 3/6 →Round #4 Roll for initiative: Thug 1 (28), Thug 4 (23), Thug 3 (9), Sofia (8), Thug 2 (8) T1: Continue STP, Bottom, Force: 92 (Bottoms: 0/2, Pussy and ass targetable for SEX) T4: STP or SEX, Target (D4) pussy, ass, mouth or hands, Force: 19 (barely starts lowest level: “Kissing”), lowest level, non-penetrative stim (D3) 1 stim to Sofia (STILL FURIOUS) T3: Continue STP, top, Force: 80. (Top removed, tops: ½) Sofia: BF, Triple Grappled, even strength per, (T1) 54+: 31, (T3) 54+: 54, (T4) Now 44+: 33 (Successfully broke away from Thug #3 only) T2: GRB, 26+: 38– double grappled evasion: 64+: 91 (DODGED) “Rrrriiiippp!!” before Sofia can even respond, Thug #1 takes another crack at her panties. This time he tears them to shreds leaving the latina do-gooder’s remarkably tight, nearly untouched pussy and asshole exposed to the elements and the hungry eyes of his comrades. “She looks so fucking tight!” one of the thugs excitedly remarks. “We’ll just have to stretch her out a bit” another joins in on the gawking.  As Sofia briefly glares down at her bare nether regions, in shock, an overenthusiastic Thug (#4) doubles up on the heroine’s embarrassment by stealing a kiss from her. “Ugh!” Sofia disgustedly spits, trying to maintain enough focus to plan her next move.  Regrettably, the hits just keep on coming as, in short order, Thug  #3 also removes her uniform’s top. “Let’s see her tits, next” the semi-triumphant thug jubilantly exclaims, almost as giddy as a school child. With these goons gaining more progress than she’d like, Sofia knows now is her time to strike back. Abruptly, she summons all of the strength in her body and tries to wrestle her way free. Bittersweetly, she escapes the grip of Thug #3 but Thugs #1 and #4 manage to maintain a firm grasp on her loose flesh. Finally, Thug #2 tries to grab a hold of the Vixen of Vengeance as well; but, under less restraint than just a second ago, Sofia is able to yet again avoid his advances. →Round #5 Roll for initiative: Thug 2 (18), Thug 1 (14), Sofia (5), Thug #4 (5), Thug 3 (2) T2: GRB, 26+: 41– evasion: 64+: 88 (DODGED) T1: STP or SEX, Target (D3) pussy, ass, or hands (mouth in use), Force: 82, bypasses low-level groping, goes right to “EATING ASS”. Stim (D4) 2 Stim to Sofia (Still FURIOUS) Sofia: SHT, 24+:70, target 50/50: T3 (D4+1 for 3 pierce vs 2 dur) 5 damage to T2, -1 bullet to SA#1 (THUG #3 DOWNED) T4: Continue SEX, currently “Kissing”, Force: 58, graduates to “tongue down throat/undoing pants”. Stim (D3) 3 stim to Sofia (Still FURIOUS) Unbelievably persistent, Thug #2 doubles back for another go at Sofia but she still manages to brush him off; however, at the same time, the Vixen of Vengeance fails to brush off Thug #1, who, without hesitation, bends down and begins to eat out her exposed, virgin asshole. To be honest, Sofia never put much thought into how such a sensation might feel; but, she certainly didn’t expect it to feel like this; especially, as the older gentleman’s stubble begins to lightly scrape against her skin, forming a modest tingling sensation, localized to her posterior. Regardless, it’s not as though she has time to take notes on the experience, as Sofia is overridden by her anger towards this man, for even having the audacity to perform such an act, and immediately begins planning her escape.  Perhaps not thinking the most clearly, Sofia decides to fire another shot into the near distance with the goal of soon only having the thug that’s eating her ass to deal with. Fortuitously, the shot finds its mark with remarkable accuracy, downing Thug #3 to the point that he is left entirely lifeless and/or has been rendered incapable of continuing to further this confrontation. Perversely turned on by this bloodshed, Thug #4 suddenly decides to intensify his ogling efforts by forcing his tongue deep down the Vixen of Vengeance’s throat and beginning to undo his pants, which up until now have been concealing a sizable bulge. Deep in unfamiliar territory, with a tongue down her throat and a tongue up her ass at the exact same time, Sofia can only plot her next move and hope that the worst is not yet to come. →Round #6 Roll for initiative: Thug 1 (28), Thug 4 (21), Sofia (11), Thug 2 (1) T1: Continue SEX, Currently “Eating Ass”, Force: 6 (No progress, still eating ass), (D4) 2 Stim to Sophia (Still Furious) T4: Continue SEX, currently “tongue down throat/undoing pants”, Force: 54, graduates to “cock in heroine’s face”. Stim (D3) 2 stim to Sofia (Still FURIOUS) Sofia: ATK, 24+:1 (Perfect Fail), Not only does Sofia miss but she will be defenseless for rest of turn AND a negative trait will be developed T2: GRB, 26+:90 (TRIPLE GRAPPLED) Immensely enjoying himself, Thug #1 continues to vigorously lap away at the V.O.V’s pert asshole, gradually moistening her entry with his ample saliva. Still incredibly enraged by the situation, Sofia refuses to give him much of a reaction; instead, our heroine decides on her next move. Regrettably, right as she goes to make it, the thug, who has been kissing her up until this point, decides this is the exact instance that he should take advantage of to pull down his pants and wave his sizable member in Sofia’s face. “Woah…” Sofia feels compelled to exclaim, barely managing to keep her impressed statement under her breath so that her captors are unable to hear it. Notably, Thug #4’s member stands at a proud seven inches (plus) but, more than that, it boasts a significantly above average girth of at least six inches circumference. It’s quite frankly a “porn dick” the likes of which the 20 year-old idol has never seen, at least in-person. Somewhat enthralled, the Vixen of Vengeance can’t help but take an extended look at the career criminal’s thick phallus, hesitating long enough that she actually passes up the opportunity to do any damage of her own. Dumbfounded that this random thug has an impressive enough sex organ to put her high-school boyfriend; the only man who she’s ever been with, to absolute shame, Sofia ends up doing nothing but haphazardly staring as Thug #4 steps up and puts the subject of her gaze right against her face, allowing the young heroine to feel its measurable weight, and heat. Even more worrying is the fact that Sofia’s loss of focus also allows Thug #2 to get a hold of her so that, now, all of her conscious opponents have a hold of her taught, bronzed, passively warming body. Update: Sofia 12/15 vitality Top: 1/2 Bottoms: 0/2 Bullets: 3/6 and 6/6 Mood: Furious Stim: 10/100 Thugs T1 HP: 4/6 T2 HP: 2/6 T3 HP: 0/6 (KO’d) T4 HP: 3/6 →Round #7 Roll for initiative: Thug 1 (18), Thug 4 (15), Thug 2 (12), Sofia (10) T1: Continue SEX, Currently “Eating Ass”, Force: 55 (progresses to “Fingering Ass”), (Penetrative Stim, D6) 6 Stim to Sophia, Sophia’s reaction: 53 (“Nothing”, on the “Angry” Table) Note: Stim is 16/100, Sofia has graduated to only “angry” on the emotional state scale and can now give out begrudging sexual reactions T4: Continue SEX, currently “cock in heroine’s face”, Force: 42, graduates to “cock on lips”. Stim (D3) 2 stim to Sofia (Still ANGRY), Sofia’s reaction: 62 (“Moistening”) T2: TP or SEX, Target (50/50) pussy, or hands (mouth and ass in use), Force: 16, lowest-level “pussy rubbing”. Stim (D4) 2 Stim to Sofia (Still ANGRY), Sofia’s reaction: 81 (“Biting Lip”) Sofia: ATK, 24+:15 (Fail) Now that the thugs are all in position, and comfortably in control, Thug #1 doesn’t take long to up the ante, moving past eating our latina heroine’s ass and working one of his thick digits right into Sofia’s previously untouched sphincter. While she’d never admit it, this stranger’s finger plunging itself several inches into her precious hole serves as something of an awakening to the Vixen of Vengeance. Up until this point, she had only viewed this confrontation as a physical battle; a fight to survive, and ultimately win, but, now, with an older man’s index finger working its way through her sphincter, no doubt in preparation of his substantially larger member to follow, Sofia quickly comes to grips with the sexual threat that these men truly pose. These random low-lifes want to make her moan, make her scream, and make her cum, ultimately robbing the vixen of the abilities that she needs in order to get revenge for her parent’s untimely demise, and if they keep pushing, she doesn’t know that she’ll be able to hold them at bay. This very real, looming sexual threat is only legitimized further as Thug #4 brings his impressive cock right up to, and against, Sophia’s inexperienced lips. The Vixen of Vengeance is swiftly met with an unexpectedly salty taste; however, if she’s being completely honest, it’s not as off-putting as she would have thought. “How does he expect me to fit that big fat thing in my mouth?” Sofia can’t help but think to herself, right before her own body starts to betray her, with her tight, inexperienced pussy beginning to moisten at the thought of trying to accomplish the feat. Perhaps appetized by the growing glistening of Sofia’s lightly-tanned labia, or perhaps completely coincidentally, Thug #2 now picks a perfect moment to take advantage of his position, reaching down and rubbing our heroine’s pussy with a firm hand. Surprisingly stimulated by the petty criminal’s sudden and vigorous contact, Sofia is truly caught off-guard. Before she can catch herself, and get back to the task at hand, Sofia is caught sensuously biting her lip, giving into her growing arousal for only a fleeting second. “Look, she’s getting into it now” the thug with his cock at the vixen’s lips happily gloats, registering the briefly present, wanton expression sprawled across the still youthful heroine’s face. “No…I’m not” Sofia nervously returns, wildly swinging her fists at her captors but completely missing her mark.  Grimly, growing more spent by the second and being held to very limited movement, it begins to appear, at least for the time being, that the V.O.V is completely under the thugs’ control. →Round #8 Roll for initiative: Thug 1 (29), Thug 2 (27), Thug 4 (26), Sofia (9) T1: Continue SEX, Currently “Fingering ass”, Force: 81 (penetration phase starts, progresses to “Prodding rear entrance”), Stim (D4) 3 Stim to Sophia, Sophia’s reaction: 83 (Still “Biting Lip”)(T1 Cum, 100+: 42,NOPE) Note: T1’s cock is finally being stimulated so he must pass orgasm checks. The numbers will lower in coordination with greater stimulation T2: Continue SEX, currently “rubbing pussy”, Force: 86, graduates to “eating pussy”. Stim (D4) 4 Stim to Sofia, Sofia’s reaction: 24 (“Nothing”) Note: Sofia is at 27 stim, at 26 she graduated from “Angry” to “irritated”, unlocking a higher reactions scale T4: Continue SEX, currently “cock in heroine’s face”, Force: 12, graduates to “cock on lips”. Stim (D3) 3 stim to Sofia, Sofia’s reaction: 14 (“Nothing”) (T4 Cum, 100+: 14,NOPE) Sofia: BF, (T1) 54+:11, (T2) 54+:7, (T4) 54+:36 (ALL FAILS) Encouraged by Sofia’s muscular flourish fading after a failed escape attempt, Thug #1 wastes no time in taking the next logical step up from fingering the Vixen of Vengeance’s almost unyielding sphincter.  With a growing smirk, Thug #1 undoes his pants and removes them in order to unveil his completely engorged member. Notably, this thug’s cock stands at about six and a half inches, with around a five and a quarter inch circumference. While it’s less impressive next to the thick phallus on Sofia’s lips, it would still stand as the biggest cock that the Vixen’s ever taken up until this point, and definitely poses quite the substantial threat to a 20 year-old’s virgin asshole. Of course, Sofia is abruptly reminded of this fact once the thug casually parts her butt cheeks and lines up his thick, swollen penis head at her rear entrance. As Sofia experiences the heat, weight and girth of the older man’s cock confidently teasing the gateway to her virgin sphincter, the V.O.V can’t help but expect the experience to be nothing more than painful. Truthfully, Sofia fully understands the appeal of vaginal sex but she can’t fathom how one might find anal enjoyable and, so, she prays that she won’t ever come to find out. Defiant, Sofia squeezes her anus tight in hopes of keeping her captors out; however, her butt is far from the only part of her body under attack. Around the same time, Thug #2 moves right on from rubbing Sofia’s pussy with his hand, and begins lapping away at it with his strong tongue. While the Vixen of Vengeance can’t help but find this act somewhat stimulating, she’s still able to channel her anger towards these men enough to avoid gratifying their actions with too much of a visible reaction. Disrespectfully, as if the rest of these acts weren’t bad enough, Thug #4 excitedly starts rapidly batting at Sofia’s lips with his hefty member.  Of course, the V.O.V refuses to give this man the time of day, looking up at him with nothing but disdain and disgust. Still, this doesn’t affect the thug’s enjoyment. If anything it only eggs him on.  Feeling the whole situation continuing to spiral out of control, Sofia calls on all of the strength in her body to try and break free from her captors’ grip, yet again. Regrettably, she is being held too tight, and fails just as she did before, keeping her impeccable young body in perfect position for these criminals to have their fun. →Round #9 Roll for initiative: Thug 2 (29), Thug 4 (17), Thug 1 (10), Sofia (6) T2: Continue SEX, currently “rubbing pussy”, Force: 93, graduates to “fingering with heavy clit stim”. Stim (D6) 6 Stim to Sofia, Sofia’s reaction: 6 (“Nothing”) Note: Sofia is at 36 stim, at 36 she graduated from “irritated” to “only annoyed”, unlocking a higher reaction scale T4: Continue SEX, currently “cock on lips”, Force: 3, Crit Fail, complete pause in action, no stime T1: Continue SEX, Currently “prodding rear entrance”, Force: 5, Crit Fail, Cock Slips, no stim) Sofia: BF, (T1) 54+:69, (T2) 54+:42, (T4) 54+:66 (Free of T1 and T4)(Only grappled by T2) Note: combatants will start where they left off should they return to the same target later on Diligently, Thug #2 does not hesitate to progress on from broadly rubbing Sofia’s pussy. With pinpoint precision, the petty criminal reaches down with his left hand and maneuvers the Vixen of Vengeance’s clitoral hood out of the way, so that he can engulf the 20 year-old heroine’s underserviced clit in his saliva covered, highly-determined tongue. Blindsided by the sudden increase in stimulation, Sofia barely manages to avoid giving the man the bodily reaction that he is undoubtedly yearning for.  Worse yet, enhancing his sexual onslaught, this experienced thug quickly doubles-down by snugly inserting his index finger into his captive’s gradually moistening hole. With pace, he works the V.O.V over, amazed, the entire time, by how comprehensively the sexy latina’s little pussy clings to his thick digit. Logically, this sensation only furthers this goon’s desire to go balls deep in this beautiful, bronzed heroine; but, deep down, he wants her to be purring for him before he does that; so, he gradually meets his index finger with his middle one, inside of her, and goes to town. https://lh7-us.googleusercontent.com/Ri5iHdj6TmPjP1MBN7H_cEBVfQ889YvUL8UtO0OT4lj0Yc4QInuUbRUeDvo9... Back and forth, back and forth, the thug’s fingers slide, combining with the sensation of the man’s commanding tongue readily working over the beautiful latina’s sweet spot, in order to give Sofia some of the most intense stimulation of her young life. Desperately, the Vixen of Vengeance fights to keep her mind on the task-at-hand so that she doesn’t lose herself in the pleasure. Determinedly, Sofia bites her tongue to help avoid giving these men the gratification of a scream, or a moan, or, god forbid, an orgasm; but, she knows that she won’t be able to hold out forever. Thankfully, the Vixen of Vengeance is, at least, somewhat aided by Thug #4 temporarily pulling his cock back from her lips (perhaps because he got a little too excited), and Thug #1’s meaty cock slipping from her rear entrance so that he cannot make any immediate headway.  Terrified that she may be slowly reaching her breaking point, Sofia wisely seizes this almost golden opportunity, in order to make another escape attempt. Fortunately, when she calls on her every muscle this time, she finds enough wiggle room to get away from Thugs #1 and 4.  Still, Thug #1 somehow sticks with her, making sure to continue his “good” work. Update: Sofia 12/15 vitality Top: 1/2 Bottoms: 0/2 Bullets: 3/6 and 6/6 Mood: Only Annoyed Stim: 36/100 Orgasms: 0/5 Thugs T1 HP: 4/6 -- Org:0/2 T2 HP: 2/6 -- Org:0/2 T3 HP: 0/6 (KO’d) T4 HP: 3/6 -- Org:0/2 →Round #10 Roll for initiative: Thug 4 (30), Sofia (16), Thug 1 (13), Thug 2 (8) T4: GRB, 26+: 43—sofia’s single grappled dodged, 44+:64 (DODGED) Sofia: ATK, 24+: 9 (FAIL) T1: ATK, 24+: 100 (NAT) Rolls one damage tier up/gets second turn for Perfect Hit. (D4) -4 vitality to Sofia T1 (2): GRB, 26+:88—Sofia dodge: 48+:93 (DODGED) T2: Continue SEX, currently “fingering with heavy clit stim”, Force: 70, graduates to “teasing pussy entrance (w/cock)”. Stim (D4) 2 Stim to Sofia, Sofia’s reaction: 63 (“Biting Lip”) (T2 Cum, 100+: 54,NOPE) Refusing to waste this opportunity, or a perfectly good erection, Thug #4 swiftly tries to get back a hold of Sofia, but she narrowly avoids him. Eyeing that she’s only currently being held down a single opponent, the Vixen of Vengeance plans to go even further towards gaining the upper-hand by taking a strong swing at Thug #2’s admittedly somewhat pre-occupied head. Unfortunately, she ends up flailing just short of the target, remaining within his grasp. Worse yet, Sofia’s laser focus on Thug #2 costs her as Thug #1 slinks back towards her and viciously punches her in the side of the head, dizzying the young latina and, presumably, making her a little easier for the men to deal with from this point out. Maliciously, the attacking thug swiftly attempts to follow-up this near-perfect strike by taking back a strong hold of their captive; however, Sofia demonstrates all sorts of “guts” by feverishly fending the criminal’s advances off, pushing him aside so that, still, only one enemy has his hands on her. Regrettably, this takes the vast majority of her strength and attention, so the thug working her pussy over is functionally left to impose his will. Intelligently, he takes his shot, removing his hands and tongue from her nether regions so that he can undo his pants, free his excited member, and bring it to her slick entrance. Rightfully, Sofia’s focus is quickly brought back to the man knocking on her proverbial door. With an enamored smirk, he can be seen sliding and batting his pussy hungry phallus against the V.O.V’s begrudgingly glistening labia. Notably, he has the smallest of the three cocks present (about 6” by 5” around) but if Sofia were quizzed she might have to consider it the most visually pleasing. With perfect coloration, proportion, and an almost appetizing head shape, it’s a good-looking cock on the handsomest of the three thugs, and it’s readily preparing to pillage Sofia’s fertile pussy. https://lh7-us.googleusercontent.com/csKUidM4H6SXs6kjrZrhMucAogNmR1_eCLa2iNhFxfGJgW_r7vJEw_RlRLk1... Against her better judgment, our heroine can’t help but find this sensation “kind of” hot. Subtly turned-on, Sofia is helpless but to bite her lip in anticipation, long before she calms down enough to realize she should never be doing such a thing. Regrettably, the horny thug catches her in the act. “Yeah, that’s it baby, get into it. We’re not all bad. Just picture yourself bouncing up and down on this cock” Thug #1 smoothly attempts to break our heroine’s will. →Round #11 Roll for initiative: Thug 2 (15), Sofia (11), Thug 4 (8), Thug 1 (2) T2: Continue SEX, currently “teasing pussy entrance”, Force: 15, still teasing entrance. Stim (D4) 4 Stim to Sofia, Sofia’s reaction: 84 (“Heavy Breathing”) (T2 Cum, 95+: 41,NOPE) Note: Sofia is at 42 stim, at 42 she graduated from “only annoyed” to “stunned”, unlocking a higher reaction scale Sofia: BF, 48+: 93 (COMPLETELY FREE) T4: GRB, 26+: 83—sofia’s dodge, 28+:21 (SINGLE GRAPPLED) T1: ATK, 21+: 83—sofia’s single grappled dodge, 48+:89 (DODGED) Encouraged by Sofia’s initial reaction, Thug #2 decides to hold his ground and continue teasing her pussy with his eager member, increasing the vigorous nature of his movements. https://lh7-us.googleusercontent.com/erYd8HK9nuiklRl8LQguXk3X1_Y7-NCBMtA4-uakQ_bTlWDWi1Hw11gB2Wt3... Over and over again, Thug #2 completes the same motion, gradually coating himself in the moisture from Sofia’s slick entrance. Determined, he continues to work with his sturdy cock, intent on making our heroine break. Defiantly, Sofia holds out for as long as she can but, eventually, she finally does lose a great portion of her will. In spite of her best efforts, the V.O.V starts to breathe heavily; panting like a proverbial bitch in heat. Embarrassed, Sofia tries to cover her red face; however, the aroused young woman is left powerless but to keep looking back down at the firm, unwavering phallus tracing her “beyond ready”, nearly teenage slit. “We’ve got her now, boys. Just another slutty little heroine. By the time I’m balls deep, she won’t want us to stop” the commanding thug beams, preparing his fully-engorged member to take the stimulating plunge that he suspects might just make the Vixen of Vengeance his. While, of course, she’s entirely unwilling to admit just how right the thug is aloud, Sofia is forced to internally admit to herself that she’s about one step away from being at the complete mercy of this villainous scum. Coming in clutch, as a super-heroine should, the V.O.V makes one final effort, bend both her legs up to her chest, then forced Thug #2 away, freeing her from the last of their grapples. Sadly, this enrages Thug #4 who sprints up to Sofia and takes back some control of her. This also reignites Thug #1’s fury; so, he tries to throw a kick in the V.O.V’s direction; but, at the very least, our heroine does manage to avoid contact. →Round #12 Roll for initiative: Thug 4 (30), Thug 2 (29), Sofia (18), Thug 1 (10) T4: STP or SEX, Target (D4) oral, vaginal, anal, hands. T4 lucks out and picks up where he left off “cock on lips”, Force: 74, graduates to “tip in mouth”. Stim (D4) 3 stim to Sofia, Sofia’s reaction: 43, “moistening” (T4 Cum, 100+: 67,NOPE) T2: ATK, 21+:14 (FAIL) Sofia: ATK, 28+:69, targets only grappler (T4), (D4-1 for even strength/durability) 3 damage (T4 DOWNED) T1: ATK, 21+: 2 (Critical miss, D3 self-damage) 1 damage to T1 Tired of playing games with the young idol, Thug #4 returns to the position he was before, simply, with renewed aggression. Trying to control the situation as best he can, the big dicked thug immediately forces Sofia onto her knees and puts his impressive phallus to her lips. Looking for self-gratification, Thug #4 tries to shove his cock right down the young latina’s throat; but, Sofia puts up a significant fight. Still, he does manage to get his sizable head into her alluring mouth. Of course, as far as he’s concerned, this is only the start; so, he begins swaying back and forth, looking to work his way deeper down Sofia’s velvety tongue. https://lh7-us.googleusercontent.com/nk_yK2QV7AhkeCDwIuMFeGbzbJPweD9MADI9QKIeZq9_79Ql5ZJa-YgE3Je-... As the head of the violent man’s fat rod reaches Sofia’s lips, and eventually touches down on her tongue, Sofia is genuinely surprised to find that this sensation is not even close to the worst thing in the world. In fact, she quietly savors the taste; although, she knows she cannot for long. There’s just something about having a thick, rock-hard cock on in your mouth; one whose pleasure you are entirely in control of, that our heroine can’t help but find arousing. Annoyed by being pushed away when he was so close to entering the Vixen of Vengeance’s immaculate young pussy, Thug #2 goes to exorcize some anger by striking Sofia; but, his attack attempt is halted by Thug #4 claiming that he’s “got her now”. Unfortunately, standing down, and asking the thug to stand down, are crucial mistakes made by both thugs as Sofia abruptly manages to escape Thug #4’s dick, shoot up off of her knees, and headbutt her attacker into utter unconsciousness. Reacting fairly quickly, Thug #1 tries to come to his allies’ aid but, actually, slips on an oil stain and falls down, causing mild injury to his own hip. Update: Sofia 8/15 vitality Top: 1/2 Bottoms: 0/2 Bullets: 3/6 and 6/6 Mood: Stunned Stim: 45/100 Orgasms: 0/5 Thugs T1 HP: 3/6 -- Org:0/2 T2 HP: 2/6 -- Org:0/2 T3 HP: 0/6 (KO’d) T4 HP: 0/6 (KO’d) →Round #13 Roll for initiative: Thug 2 (15), Sofia (9), Thug 1 (2) T2: GRB, 26+:59—sofia’s dodge, 28+:11 (SINGLE GRAPPLED) Sofia: ATK, 28+:52, targets only grappler (T2), (D4-1 for even strength/durability) 2 damage (T2 DOWNED) T1: GRB, 26+: 42—sofia’s dodge, 28+:68 (DODGED) Panicking, Thug #2 hurries to grab a hold of Sofia again but doesn’t get the firmest grip. Battling, Sofia expertly swings around and drives an elbow into T2’s skull, ko’ing him right alongside Thug #4. As the only criminal left standing, Thug #1 begins to panic. Anxiously, he grabs at Sofia but fails to find his mark. Finally, confidence returns to Sofia’s face. The Vixen of Vengeance knows she has him now →Round #14 Roll for initiative: Thug 1 (28), Sofia (7) T1: ATK, 21+: 55—sofia’s dodge, 28+:71 (DODGED) Sofia: ATK, 28+:61, only one target, (D4-1 for even strength/durability) 3 damage (T1 DOWNED) —CONFRONTATION CONCLUDED— Feebly, Thug #1 makes one more attempt at Sofia but, one on one, he stands little chance.  In spite of his best efforts, the Vixen of Vengeance merely sidesteps her remaining adversary. Ultimately, she meets Thug #1 with a high, head kick that drops the goon and brings this physical confrontation to a close. Final Summary: Sofia 8/15 vitality Top: 1/2 Bottoms: 0/2 Bullets: 3/6 and 6/6 Mood: Stunned Stim: 45/100 Orgasms: 0/5 Still, the matter of the interrogation that incited this encounter remains. Wisely, Sofia picks up the last dazed thug who she dropped, smacks him across the face to get the guy more alert, and brings a gun to his head. “Where’s Rodriguez?” Sofia growls. (System Note: every time Sofia completes a relevant confrontation, she will interrogate her opponent. There will be a dice roll that represents how close she is to locating Alonzo Rodriguez. The dice rolls will be cumulative and represent a percentage. When she hits 100% she can challenge a 3 part final boss. If she succeeds there, she wins, we will move on to a different heroine, and she will be more likely to return in a later story) Rolling for interrogation… (This will be done on a D20 for the opportunity at a “good start”, but these are low-level thugs so will not be hire. The closer to the boss the enemy is, the bigger the dice will be) Interrogation roll: 17, Good Start. (Rodriguez’s location: 17/100) “Alonzo? I haven’t seen him in ages” the thug cluelessly responds. “Don’t lie to me. I know you work for him. You’ve got the tattoos and I recognize those two from back in the day” Sofia barks, gesturing to two of the thugs fallen allies. “I’m not lying. We used to work for him, sure; but it’s been years since I saw his mug. He doesn’t even stay in the city ‘cuz of all the heat on him” the nervous thug rambles. “You expect me to believe that?” Sofia furiously growls. “Believe what you wanna believe but you didn’t find it weird that we didn’t even have guns? We just come here to drink, plays cards, and reminisce about the old times” the petty criminal further explains. “Well then, why in the hell did you do, what you tried to do to me?” the Vixen of Vengeance angrily demands answers. “Hot ass girl like you? Dressed like that? In this day and age? It’s found money. Maybe we were feeling ourselves a little too much, trying to relive the old times” the thug plainly tries to excuse his heinous crimes. “Yeah, well, I didn’t come here for nothing. You better give me something or end up just like the one with the bullets in him” Sofia desperately pushes, unwilling to believe that “all of this” was for nothing. “Hey, I’ll give you the address where his real boys chill, just don’t shoot” the interrogation’s subject uneasily squirms, reaching into his pocket and presenting the V.O.V some information from his phone. “Thanks…a lot” Sofia emphatically decrees, right before knocking the thug back out with a pistol whip and exiting the scene for good.

Chapter 1 - Inko Midoriya

If you wish to support me on Patreon, then please click the link below: https://www.patreon.com/Accio__dracarys "Mom! I'm home", Izuku called out, stepping inside his home. His shirt was clinging to his body, as sweat dripped off him. He was out training on Dagobah beach. The beach remained mostly clean nowadays, but junk still washed up from time to time and Izuku took it upon himself to not let the beach return to its previous state. He licked his lips when he saw Inko come out of her room, his mouth suddenly dry. She was dressed in a tank top and tight fitting yoga pants. His mother had started exercising around the time he had started training with All Might and as people noted, it had a great effect on her. She had regained some of her previous hourglass figure, her previous bulging stomach was nicely toned. But meat still conveniently remained on her breasts and ass. Every morning during their morning jog, her giant tits captured Izuku's attention as they jumped around with every step she took. "Hi baby!", she said, coming over to hug him. Her giant breasts pressed against his chest and Izuku felt himself get hard. "How was your day?", she asked, pulling away "Uh- uh it was good. Some people had left stuff on the beach again and I had to clean all that up. Made for some good training", said Izuku, while shifting the fabric of his pants to hide his hardening dick and desperately trying not to look at the top of his mom's breasts that was looking out of her tank top.  "Well I'm glad you got some work done. Now go and take a shower", said Inko, bringing her nose close to him and taking a whiff, "You really smell" Izuku laughed, and repeated Inko's action. "You smell more than me Mum, maybe you're the one who should take a shower first". Inko put her hands on her waist and tries to act offended, playfully pouting. "I will take a shower when I'm done exercising. Now you go, and let me complete my exercise" "Sure, Mum", Izuku chuckled, walking past her and going to his room. Inko stared at him when he turned away. She knew that her son was checking her out and she saw the thick outline of his cock through the pants he was wearing, his efforts to hide his deeds were unsuccessful. She knew that she should be mortified by her son's actions, though strangely enough she found that she liked it. She liked seeing him roam his lust filled gaze at her body, and had fantasised a bit about him simply tearing off her clothes and taking her.  And it wasn't like she hadn't done her fair bit of staring. Ever since her son had started training, he had become really attractive. Even now, she shamelessly roved her eyes up and down Izuku's retreating body. Due to his shirt clinging to his body, Inko got a nice view of his muscled figure and she squeezed her legs together, feeling wetness in her nether regions. ‐‐-------‐-------------‐-------------------‐----------‐------‐ Izuku had just gotten out of the shower when he heard his name being called. The voice calling his name was barely audible and Izuku thought he was mistaken, when he heard his name being called again. He recognised the voice as his mother's and followed it until he was standing outside her room, staring at the closed door. Now that he was close enough to the source of the noise he noticed that his name was being moaned out rather than being called. Opening the door just a little, Izuku peeked inside and his eyes widened. The first thing he saw was his mom's naked ass, her pants lowered to her knees. She was lying on her stomach, back arched as one her of hands was sliding a dildo in and out of her pussy   "Ah~ You're fucking mommy so good Izuku~", she moaned, panting as she fucked her pussy. Izuku took a few moments to process the scene in front of him. He had fantasised about seeing his mom in such situations, he didn't know how to react now that it was happening in real life. He pushed those conflicted feelings to the back as he felt his cock getting hard. Taking out his cock, Izuku focused his eyes on his mother's ass as it jiggled. Inko kept moaning, as she kept sliding the dildo inside of her pussy. Her wanton moans were turning Izuku even more, he stroked his cock subconsciously matching the pace of Inko's hands. "I'm close~ I'm so fucking close, Izuku", Inko moaned, her speed getting quicker as she felt her orgasm approaching. She brought back her other hand and she rubbed her clitoris. Softly pinching it. She shivered and quivered as she came, releasing her juices on the mat below her. "Oh my God, Izuku~ I'm coming, oh my god yes yes~", she screamed, riding the high of her orgasm. Izuku also came the same time she did. Inko screaming out his name while she orgasming, brought him to the edge. He groaned loudly, as his cum splattered on the white door of her room. He looked inside again to see if Inko had heard him, but she was lying flat on the mat. She looked exhausted, as she lay there panting, giving no indication of having known about Izuku's presence.  Seeing his mother laying there defenceless, Izuku wanted nothing more than to slap that big fat ass of hers and fuck her into the ground. But he refrained and calmed his urges, as he closed the door as silently as possible and went to his room.   ‐--------‐----------------‐----------------------‐--------‐--‐ That evening, as Inko was taking a shower, warm water cascading down her plump body. She thought about Izuku's well-built body and the outline of his massive cock she had seen previously. Her pussy started tingling as she imagined his member going inside of her. One of her hands went to her breasts, lightly pinching and turning her nipples while the other of her hands travelled south, rubbing her wet pussy lips.  Her hands stilled as she heard the door of the shower opening, the cold air from outside hit her wet body and Inko began shivering before the door closed. She tried turning her head to see who'd come in, catching a flash of of Izuku's face before she was pushed against the shower wall, hissing as her hardened nipples came into contact with the cool tiles of the wall.  SMACK SMACK Her ass burned as Izuku's hand fell on it before he grabbed her cheeks and began to gently massage them. She let out a sign as, Izuku's hand rubbed the sting of his spanks away, before squealing again as Izuku's hands fell on her ass once more. He kept spanking and massaging her ass, enjoying the little squeals and sighs she made. Inko's pussy was practically dripping at this point, her son's rough treatment of her turned her on. She gasped as her ass was spread open, and Izuku inserted a finger inside of her hole. She felt him press against her, while his finger continued to slowly fuck her ass. She felt his mouth on the side of her neck, as he sucked and bit, leaving a mark on her skin. She trembled, and shifted on her feet as Izuku pushed another finger inside of her. Her asshole had always been sensitive and the fucking, combined with the kisses Izuku was laying on her neck caused her orgasm to build up. She shuddered beneath his touch, and Izuku seemed to pick up on her approaching orgasm and quickened his movements.  "Cum for me mom", Izuku growled in her ear, as he raised one hand and spanked her ass. He felt her shiver beneath his body, as she orgasmed. Inko's eyes rolled back as she let out wanton moans, squirting her juices on the shower wall. Inko's legs gave out beneath her and she would've fallen were it not for Izuku's body keeping her in place.  Once she had gotten off her orgasmic high, Inko felt Izuku's cock poking against her thigh. She moved her hand back, and took his cock in it, being unable to wrap her hand around it's girth. It throbbed beneath Inko's touch as she started stroking it, before guiding it to her slick cunt. Both of them moaned as Izuku slowly pushed inside of her until his cock was touching her cervix. The tight walls of her pussy enveloped it and Inko could feel every vein of Izuku’s cock pulsating inside of her. "Ah fuck~ I'm feeling so full baby~ your cock is making me feel so goood~", Inko moaned, as Izuku began moving slowly. SMACK SMACK "Does having your son's cock in this slutty hole make you wet?", growled Izuku, while spanking her ass Inko just moaned in response, the degradation along with Izuku reminding her of their relationship when his cock was inside of her, turned her on incredibly. SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK He spanked her again, and took his cock out of her pussy when she failed to answer, hearing her whimper as she was left empty. "Well?", he demanded, hitting her again. "Yes-Yes having your big cock inside my pussy makes me wet. Please fuck me, please ruin with that massive cock AIEEEE", Inko wailed as Izuku buried his entire cock inside of her in one thrust and began fucking her furiously. Sounds echoed in the shower as Izuku's hips slapped against the thick flesh of Inko's ass repeatedly as he pounded her against the wall with all his might. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, orgasm after orgasm shooting throughout her body. Izuku fucked her thoroughly, his cock meeting her cervix with every thrust, pain and pleasure shot inside her body while her pussy kept clenching around his cock. Her legs were ready to give out from under her but Izuku did not let up, having no regard for her as he used her like she was his cock sleeve. "I'm close", he gritted out, grabbing roughly onto her hips as his orgasm built up. "Cum inside this cunt~ Breed your mother Izuku~ give me your seed", she moaned, and after hearing that Izuku's movements turned more frantic and rough. Burying himself to the hilt for the final time, he released ropes of his cum inside her, painting her inside white. Another powerful orgasm ripped out of her, and Izuku felt her shuddering beneath him, as she breathily moaned in bliss. Fading out of consciousness, Inko wondered if this was going to be her life from now on. (This chapter was removed from Patreon, the pairings in next chapters will always be decided through a poll)

Chapter 1 - Chapter 1

If you wish to find out how to support me, then please click the link below: https://patreon.com/accio__dracarys   Harry stood outside the entrance to the Great Hall, looking around at the other champions while we waited for his date to arrive. Fleur and Roger Davies were standing in front of him, with Roger regaling about his quidditch feats to Fleur, who looked bored and was just smiling, and nodding politely to whatever her date was saying. After Fleur and Davies, Krum was standing alone, his trademark scowl on his face. Ignoring him for the time being, Harry felt a pang in his chest as he saw Cedric Diggory, and Cho Chang talking, Cho giggling at something Cedric was saying. Harry stared at them, wishing that it was he who was standing in Cedric’s place, and he who was making Cho laugh. Shaking his head, Harry tried not to think about Cho and Cedric any longer. He promised himself that he would try to enjoy this Ball to the fullest, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to do that if he was still stuck on his crush. Not that enjoying the evening would be particularly difficult for him, while he didn’t have a crush on Parvati, she certainly was pretty, and they were on good terms with each other.  All in all, Harry was glad that a girl as pretty as Parvati had agreed to go with him at the last moment, and he wanted to make sure that she had fun at the ball with him. He was cut out of his musings as he saw Parvati descending down the stairs, his mouth hanging open in a silent ‘wow’. She was wearing a traditional Indian dress, with a cloth going from her waist to being draped upon her shoulder. The dress showed quite a bit Parvati’s toned stomach, and her cleavage. Harry kept on staring at her as she walked up to him, his eyes roaming across her entire body. “Hey Harry! You look nice”, Parvati greeted him, she had seen him checking her out and was very pleased with the effect she was having on him. “Hi Parvati, you are looking very pretty as well”, replied Harry, as he extended his arm to Parvati. The gates of the entrance hall opened, and all the champions (with their dates) walked through that and onto the floor. Stopping at the center of the hall, Harry put one of his hands on Parvati’s waist, while holding her hand with his other hand, as they slowly moved to the music. Parvati shivered as she felt Harry’s hand on her bare waist, as he gripped it lightly. She almost let out a gasp at the touch but composed herself and attempted to make small talk with him. “I didn’t expect you to be this good at dancing Harry, I’m surprised”, quipped Parvati “Well, I had to impress a certain girl today. Had to make an effort”, he winked at her, as he twirled her around. Parvati looked shocked for a moment, not expecting Harry to flirt with her. “Well, that girl must certainly be special, huh?”, she smiled, raising her eyebrows at him. “She really is”, he nodded, “Afterall she agreed to go to the ball with me”. Parvati blushed at Harry’s words, but was saved from saying anything else as the music changed and other couples joined the champions. This song was a fast paced one, and didn’t give time to Parvati and Harry to talk in between. Parvati was glad for this development, she didn’t know how much more of Harry’s flirting she could take, especially when the feel of his strong hands on her waist was already doing things to her. They continued dancing for a bit, sometimes changing partners and dancing with their other friends. Harry danced with Ginny, who didn’t speak much throughout the entire dance, and just kept blushing. He also danced with Padma, Hermione and the Gryffindor chasers, feeling a little guilty at how Padma’s whole date was going, and feeling that it was his fault for setting it up. Harry apologized to Padma while dancing with her, who was having none of that, and told him that it wasn’t his fault at all. He still felt guilty, but was a little relieved that she didn’t hold him accountable. The Weird Sisters came along to sing the last song of the evening, and Parvati interrupted Harry and Padma, to take him along to dance with her. The song playing was an upbeat one, Parvati shifted so that her back was towards Harry, taking his hands and placing them on her waist as she began moving. Harry felt Parvati’s ass pressing down on his crotch, as she moved and jumped along with the song. She pressed backwards, and deliberately began grinding herself onto him, and felt pleased as she felt Harry’s hard member pressing against her ass. Harry’s grip on her waist was getting tighter and tighter as Parvati continued to grind against him, trying very hard to control himself. Fortunately for him, the song ended after a few moments, and Harry turned Parvati around and pressed his lips against her firmly. Parvati wasn’t expecting Harry to be so forward, and so didn’t respond to him at first. But when she felt him pulling back, she began kissing him back. She moaned into his mouth as their tongues battled against each other, and Harry’s hands fondled her ass. Both of them were so carried away that they forgot about all of the other people around them, at least until cheers from Fred and George reminded them of the fact. “There’s our Harrykins. Didn’t know you had it in you”, called out Fred, amidst cheers from all of the other Gryffindors. Both of them pulled away, their lips slightly swollen. “Oh shut up, you guys. Couldn’t have let us have our moment? ”, Harry called out good naturedly, as Parvati grabbed his hand and started walking towards the exit. Their friends called out to them, but both of them ignored everyone and went away. “Hey where are we going”, said Harry, once they were out of the hall. Parvati still dragging him somewhere. “To continue where we left off”, Parvati said, turning her head back and giving him a saucy wink. Parvati led him to an empty classroom, locking the door behind them and putting up spells so that they wouldn’t be bothered. Once she was sure of that, she turned and walked up to him. “You know Harry, I had some much fun tonight”, said Parvati, stalking towards him sensually, “And I think that you deserve a reward for making this night so special for me” “Oh?”, said Harry, raising his eyebrow in question Choosing to answer with her actions instead of words, Parvati dropped to her knees and started palming his cock through his clothes. She heard Harry groan as his member got harder and harder beneath her touch, making a very visible tent in his trousers. She then tugged on Harry’s pants, lowering them down. His cock slapped Parvati on her chin as it was released, and Parvati’s eyes widened a little as she looked at the size of it. She grabbed it with one hand, and stroked it a few times. Harry moaned with pleasure as he felt Parvati’s soft hands on his cock, his cock almost twitching at her touch. He saw Parvati looking up at him, giving him a wink before she ran her tongue across his entire length. As she heard Harry’s groan, she felt bold and licked the head of his cock. Continuing to stroke his cock, Parvati twirled her tongue on the top of Harry’s cock, tasting the precum that was leaking. “Oh god yes”, groaned Harry, as he felt his cock being engulfed by Parvati’s mouth. She slowly started bobbing her head down on his cock, letting her mouth get used to Harry’s big cock. She still could fit only about half his cock inside of her mouth, but still tried to push it deeper inside her throat everytime. She slowly increased her pace, bobbing her head up and down. However, her pace was still slow for Harry, who was getting close to his orgasm. Putting his hands on Parvati’s head, he held it in place and shoved his entire cock inside of her mouth. Parvati’s eyes widened at feeling Harry’s cock stretching out her throat, as Harry began to facefuck her roughly. GLAKH GLAKH GLAKH She gagged around his cock, as Harry didn’t give a moment of relief, relentlessly thrusting into her mouth. Her eyes started watering, as he buried himself inside her fully until her nose was touching his crotch, and held it there. She felt his cock twitch into her mouth, before he came inside her mouth with a loud groan, releasing ropes and ropes of his cum. She tried to swallow it all, but was unable to, as most of his cum leaked from the side of her mouth, “Sorry, I lost control of myself for a  moment”, Harry said as took his cock out, a string of saliva connecting it to Parvati’s lips, who was breathing heavily. “There’s nothing to apologize for, I liked you taking control”, Parvati spoke after she had composed herself, shaking off Harry’s apology. After a few moments, Harry held Parvati’s hands and gently pulled her to her feet. Taking his wand out from his pocket, Harry tried a spell which he had found in one of the magazines under Ron’s bed once. The spell worked as he had intended, and Parvati gasped as all of clothes vanished from her body, appearing again at a chair in the back of the classroom, leaving her absolutely nude in front of him. “You’re so pretty Parvati”, Harry said, roaming his eyes up and down her naked body. Parvati blushed at Harry’s gaze, and attempted to cover her body with her arms. But Harry stepped forward at that moment, grabbing her arms and removing them, as he bent down his head and took Parvati’s dark nipple into his mouth. Parvati moaned as Harry’s mouth sucked on her sensitive nipple, whimpering as Harry lightly grazed it with his teeth. She felt her pussy dripping, as Harry continued sucking and biting her nipple lightly. Snaking her hand down her body, Harry cupped Parvati’s pussy, finding it wet with arousal. Leading her to a desk, Harry helped her sit on it, and then stepped between her legs. Parvati was looking at him with lust, and moaned as Harry slapped his cock down on it a few times. “Pl- please go slow”, she said, as Harry lined up his cock with her pussy. Both of them groaned as Harry slowly pushed inside of her, Parvati not being used to the size let out a string of curses. Harry pushed his whole length inside of her slowly, the walls of Parvati’s pussy gripping his cock strongly. Harry slowly started increasing his pace, as Parvati’s moans increased in intensity. Once he felt Parvati had adjusted to it, he took his whole length out and slammed it inside of her. Interestingly, Parvati’s pussy clenched around his cock, her legs shivering as she came furiously. “Did you cum already? Didn’t know you were this big of a slut”, Harry chuckled, as he continued to slam his cock inside of her. “Oh God yes, I’m your Indian slut Harry. Fuck me, fuck me”, Parvati moaned, her tongue hanging out and body shaking with Harry’s every thrust. Harry grabbed both of Parvati’s breasts roughly, holding on to them for support as he increased his speed. Parvati screamed with pain, and pleasure at the harsh treatment she was being subjected to. Harry’s cock was rearranging her insides, with her feeling the tip of his cock brushing against her cervix with every thrust. Meanwhile, Harry was getting close to his orgasm as well. Wanting both of them to finish together, Harry brought one of his hands down from her breasts and started playing with her clit. Parvati squealed, and thrashed as Harry’s touch on her clit made her lose control. “Oh my god, oh my god. I’m cumming againnnn”, she screamed, her orgasm triggering Harry’s too, as he thrusted a few more times before cumming with a loud groan. Feeling her womb getting filled with Harry’s cum, Parvati came again, her legs shuddering around Harry and eyes rolling on the back of her head. Both of them exhausted, Harry took his cock out of her, and after a bit spelled himself to look presentable before doing the same for Parvati. Once she had recovered from all the rough fucking too, Parvati slowly got dressed making sure to give Harry a show while doing so. “Hey Parvati, would you like to be my girlfriend?”, Harry asked, as both of them prepared to leave the classroom. “Really? I would love to!”, Parvati said, before a teasing look entered her eyes. “But only if you carry me all the way to the Gryffindor tower” Rising up to the challenge, Harry picked Parvati up bridal style, chuckling when she squealed in surprise, as he began to walk towards the tower.     (This fic will remain one chapter ahead on Patreon) If you wish to find out how to support me, then please click the link below: https://patreon.com/accio__dracarys