Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 110: Gaming Party
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Honestly, I actually did feel for Himari.

I mean, she was hot, too, but also - she was in a foreign country, just got shuttled over to the other side, and probably turned every single one of her old friends against her in the process. As somebody who had also been dumped in another universe and surrounded by people who were my moral superiors (after all, they were risking their lives fighting crime, whereas I was just a millionaire sitting around getting blowjobs), I could also sympathize there, too.

So I called her up after work. "Hey, want to come over to my place? I've got some video games I was planning to play with a couple friends, I can add a fourth player."

"Yeah? A little party for four people?"

"I don't think it's much of a party for four people to play video games."

She audibly considered it. "I mean, people invite each other over for lots of reasons. Video games sounds pretty weak as one."

"I got this brawler, Street Warrior 7. Pick your character, save the city with punches and kicks... I saw it and thought of you."

"Are you fucking autistic?"

"No, not particularly. I am from another universe, and another country, so if I'm not picking up what you're trying to get across, maybe you should just try saying it straight."

"Are you inviting me over to hang out with two of your friends so we can fuck?"

I snorted. "We can fuck after the video games, sure."

"Got it. I'll come over."

* * *

Xico and Lope sat on either side of me, with Xico's tails absently curling with nervous energy. We were picking out our fighters in the game - it had a little preview map you could try the various moves against random mooks - when there was a knock at my front door. "If it's Himari, come in," I called out.

"It's... Himari," Xico agreed, and I heard the door open.

Himari approached from behind, planted both hands behind me on the couch - and then let out a groan. "When you said you had two friends over to play video games, I thought they were gonna be dudes. Fuck."

Lope laughed at that. "Yeah, Roger doesn't really have dude friends."

"I hung out with Alexios, and Hank, and Jaycee..."

"Yeah, and when was the last time you did that?" Lope rolled her shoulders as I tried to figure out the answer. "We haven't started the game yet 'cause we had to wait for you, so pick up the fourth remote so I can start beating up thugs."

"Aren't you two, like, eighteen?" Himari asked, finally stepping around the couch and grabbing the last remote from the coffee table.

"Yeah," Lope said.

"Why do you hang out with teenagers?" Himari asked.

"Why do you think?" Me and Lope actually managed to answer simultaneously.

"It's obviously 'cause we're so good at video games. He needs somebody to carry him," Lope said, cackling maniacally as she finished her paper-thin excuse.

Himari didn't find it nearly so funny as Lope. "You're fucking them?" Xico immediately flushed red. She let out a sigh at that. "Don't know what I was thinking."

"Yeah, Roger's like, the biggest slut ever. I'm guessing he fucked you, with almost no foreplay, so if you were thinking he wasn't a huge slut, you may be stupid," Lope said.

"Please don't be rude, Lope," I said.

"Oh, fuck off," Himari countered. "I don't need you defending me from some tween." She glanced at the couch - Lope was on my left, and Xico was on my right. She decided to just plant her ass in my lap immediately, plopping down against me. I had to shift my body a little to see over her shoulder and wrap my arms around her stomach, controller in hand, but I managed.

"Uh, hope it's cool that I called you a slut, Roger," Lope said. "I don't mean it as a bad thing. I'm glad I have a hot DILF slut friend who loves to fuck."

"It's fine," I told her.

"Never apologize to a guy, dumbass," Himari said from my lap as she activated the controller and went to pick out a character.

"I think..." Xico started, "that saying sorry... when you did... something bad... is good..."

"I mean in a romantic relationship, if the guy didn't bitch about it, don't bring it up," Himari said. She rubbed her butt directly into my pelvis, just trying to settle in - though, of course, I couldn't help but notice a very nice female butt was now mere inches from my cock.

We managed to start the game before I popped a boner. It was on the third screen, as Himari got herself killed by an enemy, that she groaned and cast herself back against me, lounging her head on my shoulder - and, in the process, giving me a direct look down into her cleavage. That was more than enough to make me get hard, and she let out a little noise of surprise. She clearly hadn't been anticipating the intensity of my response, and just licked her lips softly for a moment as she contemplated her position and my cock.

Then she rubbed her ass against me. She ground and rubbed her butt against my dick, which distracted me enough that I ended up missing a clearly telegraphed AOE attack, leaving Xico and Lope to play on alone. Xico was okay at the game, but she was also clearly distracted by whatever feelings were bubbling off the pair of us, as Himari casually ground herself right into my dick. She wound up dying too.

"Oh my God! How am I supposed to beat this stupid boss alone?! Gah!" Lope cried out in frustration as her character perished, easily taken down now that the boss wasn't distracted by having to split its attention between multiple targets.

Of course, I was mostly focused on the nice pert butt currently grinding against my dick, and the hot ex-yakuza babe who was leaning halfway into my neck, her breath tickling my bare skin. My toes curled at the sensations and the temptation to just give up on gaming and fuck - and Lope finally noticed what was going on.

"Oh, we're doing sex now?" Lope said. "Fine, I can accept losing if we're doing sex."

"We?" Himari said, with a possessive note to her voice.

"Uh, yeah. What, you think you get exclusive access to his dick? Roger, tell this girl off. You're a man. You get to make your own sexual decisions, and that includes sexy fun with hot young barely legal teens - tween means 12 year old, by the way - instead of tatted up-"

I raised my hand and planted it over Lope's mouth, shutting her up. She raised one eyebrow at me. "Be nice. She's your coworker."

"She is? Oh, fuck, right, they mentioned we had a Japanese chick joining up. I thought she was just some girl you picked up 'cause you like tattoos or something."

"I find her tattoos very appealing, but the last time I had sex with a woman outside of Star Heroic was..." I trailed off, not wanting to talk about it. "Anyway. Let's focus."

"Yeah," Himari said, rubbing her butt against me. "Just kick the kids out, let's fuck like wild animals all over the place."

"I like Xico and Lope. Also, they're legal adults." Also, I was hoping that it'd be a chance for you to get to know your coworkers. Xico's tail absently slid around my back at that last one, and she gave me a shy, sweet, cute little smile.

"Yeah, first thing you gotta know about Roger?" Lope was apparently ticked off about being called a kid, because she was now all-in on lecturing Himari. "He's a total blowjob addict, and his favorite kind is multimouth. You know what that means? It means you lick and suck all over his dick from every angle. With other women. Unless you're Nora."

"Who the fuck's Nora?"

"Fork. The duplicator," I explained.

"Yeah," Lope said. "So, she's got kind of a leg-up on you."

Lope's high level technique of being annoying somehow actually worked, and Himari decided to counter. "You think I've never had a fucking Lilith's threesome?"

"I don't know fuck all about you, other than that you were trying to kick the other pussies out of the room like one minute ago."

"Whatever, bitch," Himari countered. "Let's do that multimouth blowjob thing," she said at last, giving one final glower to Lope before clambering out of my lap to kneel in front of me. My cock furiously pulsed inside of my pants as she got down on her knees in front of me, the competitive drive she was experiencing with Lope serving to make her normal glower so much sexier. She reached up for my pants, unbuckling my belt, unbuttoning them, and then unzipping me altogether, revealing my underwear as she tugged my pants down to around my waistband.

As she'd worked my pants off, Lope had clambered off the couch, getting down next to her, close enough that the pair were rubbing shoulders. Himari gave her another glower at that, idly bumping the other girl. "Hey," Lope said. "He likes two mouths on his dick. Or three. Want to come down, Xico? He likes your mouth best 'cause of the tongues, right?"

My cock furiously pulsed in my pants as I spared a glance over at Xico, who was blushing and looking rather hesitant, fidgeting in place. That provoked Himari, who yanked my underwear down, letting my cock burst free, throbbing in the open air, and she just casually slurped my whole dick into her throat in a single swift movement, hands grasping at my thighs. I groaned at the feeling of it, casting my head back as her throat coiled and squeezed around my cock, my breath catching in the air as I trembled and jerked in place.

Himari's tongue came into it a moment later, dancing around the underside of my cock, while her brown eyes now had the sharp note of competition. She was obviously daring me to say that she didn't have the best mouth and throat in the business, and with the way she was humming and licking and casually twisting her head from side to side, I could only pulse in her throat and groan in pleasure.

I edged forward on the couch, pushing along so that it'd be a more convenient place for her, until I was seated just barely on the edge. Himari had remained firmly throating my cock the whole time, her mouth slurping and sucking hungrily on my cock, her lips smacking away as she glared at me. That look in her eyes - the one that dared me to suggest she was anything less than the ideal cocksucker - had my cock twitching eagerly in her throat almost immediately.

Lope leaned in at that point, wedging herself in between my thigh and Himari, eventually managing to find her way to my balls and sucking them into her mouth, tongue dancing around on them. I gasped at the sharp, cool feeling of metal against my testicles, while Himari just glared and hummed and swallowed around my dick, doing her absolute best to provoke some physiological response on my part, even as Lope kept on sucking and playing with my balls.

No, on the contrary, Lope's movements had a sexy cocky brashness, her own hazel eyes looking up at me with an expression that clearly said, I'm good at this, aren't I? Both of them were competing over my cock at this point, and it was so exquisite.

Xico still looked somewhat embarrassed and flustered by what was playing out in front of her - but her tails were wagging behind her, suggesting she wasn't unhappy about the whole thing. She gulped as our eyes met again, and Himari growled around my cock, ravenously swallowing to attract my attention back to her. Igoss with me, I mentally told Xico.

The connection was instant. Instantly, I felt what Xico felt - her compersive enjoyment of the sex that was going on, but also her worries about Himari's own feelings, born of her own selflessly sweet nature. I turned my mind's attention to the bubble of Himari's thoughts. They randomly fluctuated between English and Japanese, and whenever they were Japanese, I couldn't understand a damn thing - but when they were English, well...

Look at me. Look at me. Don't look at anybody else, motherfucker, look at me. Yeah, that's right, she said; as my gaze turned back down to her, a warm feeling of pride and triumph radiated from her mind, into Xico's, and then into my own. Her feelings were so intense and desperate and focused that for a moment I thought she was aware I was reading her mind. This is what an adult woman can pull off. I've sucked dicks before. She swallowed around my cock again, making me groan, my back arching somewhat, pushing my dick deeper into her throat as my thoughts fogged up.

Lope responded by tonguing my balls more enthusiastically, even teasing at my taint as she worked, and I just gasped and grunted in pleasure. Xico faintly shivered next to me, and I could feel her nipples perking up beneath her bra. I could also tell why she wasn't getting involved: she felt like Himari was feeling insecure, anxious, and inadequate, and didn't want to push on those feelings.

I reached down for Himari's hair at that point, making her gaze turn up to mine again, a sharp note of curiosity in it, her thoughts turning into a babble of Japanese I couldn't understand. Still, I could tell she wasn't opposed to me taking control, so I started to gently slide her up my length.

She applied intense suction, her lips sucking hungrily on my cock, her tongue dancing around on the underside of my length as I inch-by-inch peeled her up on my cock. I groaned at the sensations she was inflicting on me. That's it, come your brains out, white boy, you know a Japanese throat is better than any teenybopper white girl's. I gasped as I got her up to the very tip, her lips suckling sharply, forming a tight seal around the crown of my cock as she worked me over like that. My toes curled, my hips futilely pushed up into the air - and Lope continued sucking and slurping on my balls, her tongue dancing around.

I caught Lope's thoughts in that moment. Sheesh, bitch is desperate. Doesn't she know that's a turn-off for guys? I decided not to correct Lope, just enjoying the feeling of Himari's powerful suction around my cockhead - and then driving her back down in a long stroke. Her nose was soon pressed into my pelvis again, her tongue slithering side to side on the underside of my dick, and I shuddered in raw arousal at the feeling of getting milked by her throat.

I couldn't use my superspeed without breaking the igoss, which I didn't want to do, and her mouth felt so good, so I decided to just let my impulses take charge. I gripped Himari's ponytail tight and just started to fuck her face, pumping her up and down my cock, relishing every last thrust of my dick down her compliant throat. The wet glukking noises of the repeated penetration were joined with a bubble of thoughts from her - which transitioned into English.

I must be doing a damn good job, I've never had a guy do this to me. Her tongue danced more energetically along the underside of my cock as I fucked her face, humming around my dick as she sucked and slurped. My cock twitched, pulsed - and then I shoved her into my pelvis again, mashing her nose into my groin, and came. I groaned as my body fired off spurt after spurt directly down her esophagus, firing off a nice thick series of loads of spunk into her, and I shuddered in the afterglow, finally releasing her head.

She remained down there, pleasantly suckling and milking at my cock, intentionally swallowing around my length - then, at last, peeled off, a wet pop accompanying the exodus of my dick from her throat. She wore a cocky smirk. "Pretty good at fellatio, huh?"

"It was very good," I breathed out, my dick twitching in the air, utterly soaked in her spit by that point. It twitched and pulsed, and I let time slow down to take a moment to think.

It broke off the igoss, but I'd gotten plenty enough from it already. All three girls were horny, obviously. Xico was probably the horniest, since she had igossed with me. Himari was also horny, though, viewing such an enthusiastic blowjob as foreplay that should lead into sex. Lope had similar opinions, though hers was a little more Fuck it's sexy to watch a hot guy get hard and come. The sight of Himari on her knees, visibly radiating smug desire, while Lope continued to lick my balls with a desperate energy that was trying to argue for getting to be the next one fucked...

I tore off my clothes at a lightning pace, using my superspeed to strip effectively infinitely. Every girl's eyes widened as they saw me strip, and I took just a moment to let time resume. "First one to get to the bedroom and naked, gets fucked first," I declared, before zipping to the bedroom.

I watched through the doorway in slow motion as Lope and Himari both stripped with frantic energy. Lope's own sharp personality seemed to bounce off of Himari's surprisingly well, the pair becoming competitors for my cock in an exquisitely sexy way. Xico took a second or two - by which point Himari was already topless, bare tits jiggling around, and Lope was wiggling out of her pants and panties - before she started to strip, so of course she wound up last. Still, the sight of her fresh pussy, juices leaking out of her, was quite pleasant - especially as it was joined by the sight of two naked superheroines both rushing for my room.

The impact was somewhat lessened by the fact that Himari decided to use her powers to transform, turning into a truly gargantuan snow-white fox - as tall on four legs as Lope on two, sleek and elegant, with proportions more wolflike than foxlike, but with many of the same distinctive features - before leaping into the bedroom, just about pinning me to the bed with that horrendous bulk of her alternate form.

Then she turned back to normal a moment later, her nipples perky and her sex wet. "First," she breathed out with obvious excitement and desire.

"You are," I agreed, grabbing her hips and just slamming up into her a moment later. She let out a gasp of surprise as I went for it, my fingers sinking into her muscular butt, her cunt tightening up on my cock as I slid inside her. Apparently, sucking my dick had been pretty decent foreplay for her, too, because I felt her tighten up as I sank inside her, her flush cheeks and half-parted lips suggesting she was just barely resisting the urge to orgasm right away.

Lope got into the room only a second after her, and after forcefully pumping Himari up and down my cock a couple times, enjoying the tight sensation of her cunt gripping at my cock, I released her ass cheeks to reach over towards Lope, signalling for her to come closer.

"Awww yeah," she said with a grin - I stopped her from actually sitting on my face, instead sliding my fingers into her pussy. Himari responded by grinding frantically against me, leaning down to push her tits into my chest, and soon clasping my cheeks with her hands and mashing her lips against mine. "You should get used to this, Roger's a total slut, loves threesomes and foursomes, fingering one girl while fuckin' another. God, it's so hot how fucking easy you are, Roger," she breathed out, forgetting any concern about it. "Eager too. Enthusia~astic," she gasped out, as my thumb brushed against her clit - and then started to slide back and forth across it, letting out fluttering, lewd noises as I fingered her and thumbed her clit.

Xico floated into the room, getting onto the opposite side of me, and I could see her tails wagging happily behind her. I just gently reached out with one hand towards her, and she was soon willingly planting herself on my hand, letting me play with her body. Unlike Lope, she was quiet, seeming to want to just let Himari enjoy herself.

Himari's hips rode my cock with reckless abandon, humping up and down, her sharp nipples pressing into my bare chest, her lips smashed against mine as she nibbled at my mouth, as she sucked on my tongue, as she licked my gums and made my toes curl. I just gasped into her mouth, letting her go at it, enjoying her raw enthusiasm in the moment.

She pumped away at my body, her cunt tightening and squeezing around my cock as she made out with me, heavy, wet, sloppy smacks of her lips against mine as she shuddered and ground against me. It didn't take long at all for her to come, she was so worked up from the earlier blowjob, and she just moaned into her mouth as her nails scraped along my cheeks, her pussy spasming hungrily, her tits smashing into my chest with a wild energy. Every thump of her hips against my pelvis served to further stimulate me, distracting me from everything else as she just gripped and squeezed and milked - and then her orgasm finished.

She pulled out of the kiss, her face pink, her breathing heavy as she recovered. Watching her full tits rise and fall was very distracting, her hands deciding to explore my bare chest, her eyes entirely on me as she softly rose and fell, just grinding up and down with my cock inside her as she recovered. "Nn. You have a nice body, Roger, but you're kinda shit at being on the bottom, you know?"

"What am I supposed to do different? You're on top."

"You could try touching me. I hear that feels good."

"He's busy, dumbass," Lope interrupted, gripping my wrist to keep me from escaping. "You came over knowing we were gonna be here, what did you think was gonna happen?"

"Fuck off, I thought it was gonna be the other kind of gangbang. The sexy type."

"Both are sexy," Lope breathed out. "Fuckin', almost, thumb, thumb, nnn," she gasped out, bucking her hips against my hand, and I rubbed my thumb along her clit in accordance with her request - and she promptly came on my hand, letting out a squeal as did so, her pussy spasming hungrily around my fingers.

I bucked my hips up into Himari, making her squeak in response to the thrust; I used my superspeed so I could admire her whole body bouncing beautifully, her tits flying up and then back down as I pumped into her. Her toned stomach looked beautiful, but those full tits of hers looked even better, her eyes momentarily unfocusing as I filled her up in that position.

Then, since I was already using my superspeed to intensify the sensation for her, I started to fuck away, pumping at her cunt, pounding up into her, again and again, with relentless, forceful movements. Her cunt tightened and squeezed on my cock, while her lovely brown eyes widened as she realized just how much intensity I was putting into it.

Simultaneously, of course, I was continuing my stimulation of Xico and Lope, and as a consequence, Xico came almost immediately, her tails snapping around my wrist tight for a moment, then relaxing for a moment, then gripping again as she concluded I didn't mind.

My gaze was more on Himari, though, enjoying the way her body bounced on my cock, thumping up into her, her eyelashes fluttering as she got fucked like that. With that much stimulation - continuing to finger and play with Xico and Lope, and fucking up into Himari - it didn't take too long for Himari to come, moaning and clawing at my chest. Then Lope came again, gripping and squeezing my forearm as she ground against my fingers.

The three girls basically took turns coming on my cock and fingers, though it seemed like Himari had the fastest trigger for orgasms, with Lope a close second, and then Xico in a distant third. I just reveled in the sensations, not bothering to hold back at all to drag things out. When I came, I'd come.

It took - from my perspective - maybe ten or fifteen minutes for me to come. I had just blown a load in Himari's mouth. By the end of it, she'd come six times, Lope five, and Xico three. Himari was moaning on my cock as I resumed normal time so she could properly appreciate the spunk getting sprayed inside her, and she moaned softly, eyes lidded, as she felt me fill her up.

Once I was spent, I sighed and relaxed on the bed for the moment, my gaze running across the three beautiful women atop me. Lope licked her lips. "My turn, right, dude?"

I sighed. It did sound good, but I did actually want to socialize more than just have an eternal orgy. "Let's take a break. Wash up. Get back to playing video games for a bit."

"Aww." Lope pouted in a very cute way. "Normally you're always up for more." She popped off my finger at that point, walking with a somewhat awkward gait into the bathroom. "Oh, fuck, Bup's in here, so we'll have to take showers," she called out, as she turned on the shower.

"Eh?" Bup sounded like she'd been sleeping. "Is slutty cock coming to visit? Slutty cock?" She called out. Himari gave me a quizzical look.

"Ignore her. She's, uh." I turned to Xico. "Xico. What's a nice way to describe Bup?"

Xico's eyes went wide at being put on the spot like that. "She's... from another world... and isn't... very smart... but... and works for... Star Heroic?"

"So she's my coworker?" Himari asked, finally clambering off my dick to look towards the bathroom. "And... she lives in your bathroom?"

"Yes," I agreed. "I'm also from another world, so I sympathize with her, uh, struggles to fit in," I said, trying to diplomatically put she is insanely stupid and a reformed rape monster and probably every guy in this universe in his right mind would give her a wide berth.

Xico let out a little giggle, then flushed as she felt bad about laughing at that. Himari didn't catch the significance, just leaning into the bathroom. "Where's Bup?" She called out.

"Bup here! Hi! Slutty cock has sex with a new girl?"

"...wait," Himari said, pulling back to look at me. "You live with a slime monster? Like, an actual slime monster? Like..." She glanced back into the bathroom. "Like the hentai kind?"

"I not rape people! I only have sex with consent now! So only with Roger... Bup not good at seduction."

She muttered some curse under her breath in Japanese. "You're way more of a freak than I took you for."

"Is that a problem?" I asked.

She tilted her head in a sort of 'eh.' "Just recalibrating my sexpectations. Er. Expectations. But I guess sexpectations works too."

"Alright, I'm done," Lope said, as she stepped out of the shower. "Get yourself cleaned up. Your dumb ass was the first to die in Street Warrior 7 and cause a party wipe, and I want to beat the fucking boss."

We ultimately did get back to playing together. This time I did not have Himari on my lap, and we managed to beat the boss without a cascading death chain as a consequence.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 109: Dating White Fox
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I was heading out of the building through the lobby, when a hand gripped my bicep from behind. I slowed down time, twisting slightly as I turned to look at my would-be attacker - only to see it was a stone-faced Himari there, her gaze having slid down to my ass in the fraction of a second since she grabbed my arm. I let time resume, and she stared at my ass for a couple seconds, as if daring me to interrupt her.

I refused to, just letting her stare at my butt as I stood there. Her eyes eventually turned up to meet mine. "I didn't know where to find you at work."

"You have my number."

She looked like she hadn't thought of that, a momentary flicker of recognition rushing across her face before she shoved it down. "Yeah, and? I didn't want to talk, I wanted to see you. What, is it weird for you to fuck at work? I'm guessing not, right?" In retrospect, she was basically calling me a huge slut, but I didn't notice and don't care.

"You could've asked around at Star Heroic, they know where my office is."

She released my arm at that, letting out a huff. "I don't actually know anybody here. Anyway," she said. "Since we screwed, I figure I owe you dinner. You got any preferences for food?"

I didn't have any strong preference, and she was the one asking me, so I decided to tease her a little. "Is that normally how you ask a guy out on a date?"

"Oh, fuck off. Whatever. Sushi. Come on," she jerked her head and started walking - I followed her.

* * *

"So, uh. Don't know the polite way to say this, but you normally fuck before a girl knows your name?" She idly swiveled her chopsticks in the air as she contemplated the sushi in front of her.

"No, normally the girl knows my name. It's not a dealbreaker, though."

"Yeah? Why not?"

I just shrugged. I wasn't going to tell her I was from an alternate dimension where sexual norms were different. "You weren't bothered by the fact that you had to tell me to use your real name, rather than your hero name, once I'd actually made you come a couple dozen times. You were hot and willing."

"Haaa..." she sighed, picking up the sushi and taking a bite out of it. Almost more of a nibble, really. It bought her a couple seconds. "Seriously, you aren't being paid to do this, right? I'm gonna be fuckin' pissed if you're lying to me about it."

I rolled my eyes. "I'm not. You can ask Xico, Stitch, Priscilla, Esther, Nora, Mira, Tsuru, Gillian, Lope, Vanessa, or Kate whether or not I just fuck girls I barely know."

She snorted. "That's a lot of girls to ask."

"They're all your coworkers. I like having sex with women and making them come. Especially hot superheroines."

She actually flushed a bit at that, taking a larger bite of sushi to give herself an excuse not to talk for a few seconds. "I'm barely a superheroine. The only one of those I know is Gillian, and she beat up a bunch of my friends back in Japan. 'course, we mostly knew her as the black bitch."

"Tell me that's not her hero name."

She snorted. "No, it's Kurokaze."

"I know that. I mean, tell me that doesn't mean Black Bitch in Japanese," I said.

She laughed at that. "No. It means Black Wind. Come on. Who would call themselves Black Bitch?"

"Lope's hero name is literally Hellfire Bitch." She let out a snort of surprise. "I wouldn't put that kind of name past Gillian, either."

"Got it. So, what, you're a cape slut? Just fuck all the heroines? Try to collect them all?"

"Yes, pretty much," I agreed. "They're all fun. I mean- I don't only fuck capes," I clarified. For example, there was Bonnie Viva, Alexa... I'd fucked Stitch before she became a cape... May without knowing she was a cape... "It's just that they're my coworkers, so I know a bunch of them, and they're all hot. Including you."

"Guess that makes me just another notch on your bedpost, huh?"

I slowed down time to try to twist around the scenario in my head. If she was a guy, and I was a girl, then... most likely, the man would figure out the girl was promiscuous, given she fucked without even sharing names. However, Himari hadn't guessed the degree to which I was promiscuous. Now, the sex felt less meaningful and flattering, since she knew I'd fucked a dozen of her coworkers. If I switched the sexes around, then what would be the recovery? Something special about her? Like what - her tattoos? I barely knew her, I couldn't get far that way. Express intense desire? You could definitely paper over a lot of issues with sex, in my experience.

"Himari," I said, my voice serious as I came back to full speed. "I worked up a sweat fucking your brains out in the company bathroom." Not really true - from my perspective, I'd fucked at a pretty languid pace - but whatever. "Does your place have a shower?"

"Uh, yeah," she said, taken off guard.

"Then how about, after this meal, you help clean me off?"

"Fuck it, you convinced me," she said with a small smile and laugh. She clearly knew I was just evading the issue of being a notch on her bedpost, but, like I said - sex papers over a lot of issues.

* * *

Himari's apartment was a tiny little thing. One room and a bathroom too small for a tub. There was just about enough space for a mini-fridge, a desk, and a bed; the closets were built into the entryway. It was, at least, quite clean - though I suspected that was because she'd just moved in.

She must have caught something in my expression. "Yeah, it's small. I just moved here, prices in New York are high."

"I assumed Star Heroic paid the heroines well?" It would be weird if they paid their accountant more than their heroes, though I did have superpowers.

"Yeah, well, I just got the job. I didn't get some huge bounty for turning on the Sumiyoshi, just clemency and a trip across the country."

"Ah. Sorry if it's a sore point," I said - then decided that there was a good trick to make her feel more at ease. Namely, starting to take off my clothes.

It worked, immediately. Her gaze fell on my stomach as I pulled my shirt up and up, and I slowed down my motion as I went, enjoying the way her eyes just stared in undisguised lust. Her lips parted just a hair's breadth, as I hesitated right beneath my pecs, teasing her with the hint of areolae. I decided to just pause there altogether, curious how long it would take her to react.

Not long, as it turned out. "What, are your clothes stuck?" She stepped towards me, and I thought for a moment she was going to just drag my shirt up the rest of the way - but instead she ran her fingers across my stomach, tracing out my abs with obvious lust. "Haaa... look at these abs," she breathed out, actually squatting down to kiss them, her breath softly running across my bare skin. It almost tickled, and it was an intensely erotic bit of foreplay.

The hot breaths and gentle kisses teased their way across my stomach, and her hands ran down towards my thighs, then up towards my groin. She didn't actually touch my dick, though, sliding around to go back towards my stomach and feel that up. It was so teasing and tempting that my brain failed to process much other than her touch. Then I used my powers, to drag it out and to aid in self control, giving me the space to think long enough to realize, Hey, why is she doing this rather than getting my dick out?

I tried reversing the genders and realized - she probably thought I was getting shy and trying to warm me up. My dick furiously pulsed in my pants at that, and I took my shirt off the rest of the way, tossing it aside. I shimmied out of my pants a moment later; she remained squatting down near it, but took a half step back as it came out, so it sadly didn't thwap her right in the face like I'd been dearly hoping it would.

She didn't decide to suck it, either, instead standing up and reaching for my wrist. "There we go. Let's get you washed off, handsome," she said, a cocky smile on her lips as she drew me towards the bathroom. I got in the shower, and she stripped naked without the slightest hint of skill or attention. (I did still watch it in slow motion, enjoying the reveal of her firm butt and the bounce of her full luscious soft breasts.) She tossed aside her hairband, too, letting her dark locks fall freely around her face.

She clambered into the shower next to me, pushing her tits into my bare chest. For a moment, I just enjoyed the feeling of her, my cock pressed in between our warm bodies, pushing against her stomach. She stared up at me, a hungry look in her eyes - and then she reached over for the shower, turning it on.

As you'd expect, the first burst of water out of the faucet was cold. "Ah, fuck," she sputtered as it hit us both, and she scrambled to the side, out of the way of the water; I used my superspeed to do much the same, the pair of us winding up pressed against the far wall, the water now just hitting our ankles. "Sorry, forgot the water comes out cold at first."

"It's fine," I told her, casually grinding my cock against her stomach as I spoke, making her let out a hot pant.

"Fuck, you're one horny slut," she said, reaching down for my dick, stroking it. It was more a gentle, soft thing than a furious pump, but it was still very nice. "Don't worry, I like it," she added, licking her lips. "I feel like we're just about to get dirtier," she said.

My own hands reached for her ass at that point. I just casually, freely groped her butt cheeks in either hand, and she let out a little groan by way of response, closing her eyes for the moment. My cock twitched at that, and at that point, the water hitting my ankles was warm, so I pivoted, stepping away from her - her hand falling away from my dick, to get underneath the water. I stroked my dick beneath the cascading water to clean it off.

Inadvertently, though, I'd created a show, and Himari leaned forward to stare as I stroked my cock, her own lips parting softly as I jerked myself off. After a good few repetitions, and seeing her lips making that tiniest little dark ovoid, I finally spoke. "I really want a blowjob," I told her. She blinked a few times in surprise at that, eyes flicking up to mine as she took in what I'd said. "I made you come a whole hell of a lot, right? I really enjoy blowjobs, and you have a nice pair of lips."

In my old universe, it would have been the most stupid, crass line imaginable - but in this one, she smiled, a cocksure look on her face, and decided to descend to her knees right then and there. I wound up with the showerhead behind me, water splashing against my back, shielding her from it. She leaned forward towards my erect cock, one hand grasping it near the base, and just breathing in a deep breath through her nostrils. Taking in my scent - or maybe checking if I'd properly cleaned my dick off.

Either way, she leaned forward and wrapped her lips around my cockhead. Her tongue flicked and teased at my slit, slithering along my crown, running through the ridge as she worked me over. Hot breaths spilled out of her mouth, tickling my dick, while her hair was let loose to fall around her head, the occasional ricochet spackling and wetting it as she knelt down there.

It was delightful and intimate, making my cock twitch and pulse right past her lips - but it was as much a tease as it was proper stimulation. Her lips were barely an inch down my length as her tongue played all around my cock. One of her hands came up, sleeve tattoo giving it a particular sort of character, red nail polish bright as she started to gently jerk me off - but she didn't do so quickly, just a languid, slow curling thing as she continued licking at the tip.

From the way she moved, focused on her task rather than looking up at me, I was pretty sure she wasn't trying to tease me - she was just licking and touching as foreplay, a gentle thing with a new partner, rather than what I desperately wanted, which was for her to take it down her throat.

So I said as much. "I want you to take it down your throat," I said. Her eyes flicked up to mine, surprise in her gaze - but then there was a smile in it, too, a certain cocky note. She probably figured that she'd warmed me up to get extra horny (rather than me just having been sufficiently horny pretty much from the moment we got in the shower), and I was under no obligation to correct it.

A moment later, she slurped my whole cock into her throat in a single swift movement, swallowing my entire dick up in a rapid slide down my length. I groaned at the sensation of having my cock sheathed in her tight, wet, warm hole, my hips bucking futilely against her face as she immediately took me to the base. Her hands gripped onto my ass cheeks, holding herself down, while she twisted her tongue around, rotated her head from side to side, my cock throbbing and pulsing inside her throat. I placed my hands on her head, gripping her loose black hair in either hand as I held her down in my groin, my cock pulsing and throbbing down there.

I used my power, then. It simultaneously slowed down the sensation of her cocksucking - each movement of her tongue across my dick playing out in agonizing, teasing slow motion - and also meant I could enjoy the feeling of her mouth working as a cocksheath far longer, since she wouldn't need to pull back to breathe. The water hitting my back reduced its feeling to the lightest drizzle, and I just sighed and relished the sensation.

I also stared down at her naked body, kneeling beneath me. Aggressive, rough, tattooed, ex-criminal - and now kneeling and sucking my cock. The full back tattoo was hard to read at this angle, but her sleeve tattoos were visible, and she'd shifted her head subtly so she could look up at me, her brown eyes intermittently meeting mine as I enjoyed the sight of her like that.

When she finally started to pull back on my cock, I released her hair, and got to watch - and feel - the obscene sucking motion of her lips on my dick. She was applying suction as she moved, her cheeks hollowing as her lips stretched out, and for me, it was playing out so much slower than for her. It took what felt like a full ten seconds for her lips to finally pop wetly off my cock.

I let time resume as she breathed heavily, her panting noisy even with the water growing louder as well. "Haa, fuck, you're pretty hard to, make come, huh? Most guys would have, already blown their, load by now." Her breathing mostly leveled out at that point, a grin appearing on her lips. "But don't worry - I like a challenge," she said, and my dick twitched excitedly at those words. "Any tricks you'd recommend?" She added.

"You were doing great," I reassured her. "Once you finish sucking my dick, we can get dried off and fuck on your bed, so just do your best. Only thing I can think of that might help is to go for a forceful facefucking."

"Freak," she said, with a casual, playful note to her voice, poking the tip of my dick - and a droplet of precum wound up on her fingertip, which she promptly licked off. "We met today and you already want to fuck my face, huh? Guess you're just a kinky little slut," she noted - then leaned forward, once more wrapping her lips around my cockhead and just about slamming her face down my cock, her nose mashing into my pelvis. I groaned and jerked in pleasure, but she used a firm grip on my hips to peel herself up along my cock, once more producing incredibly powerful suction with her mouth, and slowly but surely made her way all the way back up to my tip - before she pushed herself back down again.

Up, and down. Up, and down. At first it played out at a rapid pace, the backstroke only taking so long as it did because she was putting every bit of lung strength into producing the most powerful suction she could. Soon enough, though, I was abusing my power again, relishing the feeling of a languid dive down into my pelvis that was followed by an excruciatingly pleasant and drawn-out slurp backwards. Hot breaths through her nose came out intermittently on the backswing, ragged and intense, but she just kept her eyes locked on mine as she worked.

I enjoyed myself for what was probably a couple minutes of objective time - and an exquisitely pleasant twenty-odd minutes of slowed-down irrumatio - before letting time resume. The wet glukking noise of her throat repeatedly swallowing up my cock resounded in my ears as she slammed up and down, and I just let myself go, not resisting the oncoming orgasm at all.

The first spurt hit the back of her throat, and then she slurped me to the base for the rest of it, swallowing around my cock as she milked me. I groaned and jerked steadily in place, just relishing the feeling of my cum splattering all over the inside of her esophagus.

Once I was done, she remained down there for a few seconds before peeling back and off with a wet pop, swallowing the first little spurt of cum that had landed on her tongue with a wet noise. She stood up - and I casually grabbed her and pulled her into me, spinning her around in the shower. "We need to wash off properly," I noted, as the water just caked her back.

"I was hoping we'd fuck now."

"Once you're washed properly, I'll fuck you in whatever position you like," I told her, my cock pulsing against her stomach as if to reassure her of as much. She rubbed her tits against my chest, though I'm pretty sure she was more trying to rub her stomach into my dick.

"Fine, fine. Whatever you want," she said, taking a half-step back from me and grabbing some body wash, squirting it into her hand. She moved out of the way of the water, rubbing it all over her naked body. It was practical and unthinking - she wasn't even looking my way, just trying to find a small zone in the shower where she could stretch, rub herself, and not immediately get the body wash wiped away by the shower - but it was still damn sexy, seeing her leg hike up and her hands run across her thigh, watching her suds up her tits, lifting them into the air to make sure to get the underside.

She was sufficiently focused on the work that she didn't even notice me leering, just popping under the water once she'd soaped herself up, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. Her butt wound up pushed against my cock - have I mentioned how small the shower was? - and I casually reached around to grope her full tits, feeling them in my hands, massaging them, and tilting them up to help make sure the water got every last crevice.

"There," she said, once she was washed clean. "Now you ready to fuck?"

"Hey, only you got washed properly. Now I need to get soaped up too." She actually looked mildly annoyed, her gaze flicking down to my erection as if to reassure herself that I was actually horny, and not just trying to drag things out so we didn't have to fuck. "Want to help?"

That switched her expression up instantly, her eyes flicking up to mine as a smile appeared on her lips. "Sure thing," she said, grabbing the body wash, squirting it on her hands, and immediately setting to work rubbing it in. She obviously spent a lot of time luxuriously making sure to get every last inch of my pecs and abs, then slid down to my dick, twisting it this way and that as she rubbed it in, her hands working more like she was trying to teasingly jerk me off than actually clean me - but I was hardly going to complain. When she spun me around, she washed up my back quick and my butt slow, pulling my ass cheeks apart and just running her hands along them hungrily.

Eventually, she finished cleaning me off (including my legs and arms, which she did in a much more perfunctory fashion), and the two of us got out of the shower. There was only one towel, but I used my superspeed to quickly dry myself, offering it up to her so she could quickly dry herself off rather than end up shivering in the cold.

"Alright," she said, once she was fully dried off, her body completely naked. "You said you'd fuck however I wanted, right?"

I could say, As long as it's not something weird, but that's implied anyway. "Yes."

She licked her lips contemplatively - and then pushed me back against the wall. "I want a standing ride," she told me, her hands going to my cock.

"It'll have to be against the wall," I told her. She glanced behind me, her brow furrowed. I was already against the wall, after all. "You against the wall, I mean."

"Oh, right," she said. The pair of us switched positions, so her back was against the wall - luckily, it was the kind  without texture, so I could just heft her up, parting her thighs with my arms as a lot of her weight rested on her back against the wall. I rubbed my cock at her pussy, sliding along, back and forth, teasing us both in the process. "Holy fuck, put it in," she whined.

"I can't, my arms are busy," I told her, and she flushed very cutely, the hardass expression vanishing for the moment as she outed herself as having never done this position before.

"Right, sorry." My cock twitched as her hands reached down for my dick. I sawed myself back and forth, and her hands guided me in, my cock sliding into the slick, tight folds of her pussy once again, the woman herself sighing as she felt me slowly but surely fill her up. A soft groan escaped her lips as I got all the way deep inside her, and she arched her back subtly once I was fully engulfed by her cunt, her tummy stretching out towards me as she stimulated herself like that.

I enjoyed the show, her hands ending up on my shoulders in short order to help maintain her balance as I pushed inside her. She weighed a decent amount, but my metabolism did make sure I was muscular, and a good chunk of her weight was against the wall, so I could just let her rest there, my cock hilted inside her, and enjoy the show.

It was quite the show. She was utterly distracted, not even looking at me, really - more like she was looking past me, then craning her head up to stare at the ceiling as she worked her hips in that strange way, twisting her spine forward and back, rubbing my dick all over her insides. Her nipples were perky with arousal, soft full breasts bouncing and jiggling subtly with each long movement she made. She was pretty much just jilling herself off using my cock.

Not that I minded that much. She was a beautiful woman riding my dick, and it did feel very nice - especially when she came for the first time, her cunt tightening up on my cock and just milking it. She let out a low moan of pleasure as she ran through an orgasm, and I leaned down into her, kissing the tops of her tits. I couldn't properly grope them in this position - given I was busy holding her up - but she actually had the presence of mind to grab her tits herself, pushing them up into my face, and I greedily sucked on one perky nipple, making her tremble in place.

I started to pump my hips back and forth at that point, a long, languid pace that made her just exhale and pant softly as I found just the right angle and just the right pace, her fingers on her tits tightening up, pushing them together and right into my face. I could suck on both tits at the same time, and I did, enjoying the feeling of her body quivering on my cock.

And, at that point, I brought my power into things. I kept up the pace and the angle, and with the way my power worked, it played out as a superstimulus, making her pant and gasp and moan in slow motion, orgasming in just a minute or so from my perspective. My pace inside her turned staccato, but I didn't stop, enjoying the feeling of her tight pussy gripping my cock intermittently, the way her moans sounded as time sped up, and I looked up at her face, her eyes rolling back in their sockets. I honestly couldn't tell when her orgasms stopped and started, each one flowing into the next. Her hands eventually left her tits to just grab my head, but she wasn't trying to get me to stop - she was just smashing my face into her tits.

After probably ten or twenty minutes from my perspective, I couldn't hold back any longer, and I just ended up bottoming out inside her and coming with a long, low groan into her breasts, panting against her as I found sweet release.

Pretty much the moment I was done coming, I dropped her on the floor.

She was heavy (in the adult woman sense), and I'd been carrying her weight for a while there.

I waddled into the shower, turned it on, and then just plopped my ass for a sit down in the tub to recover.

* * *

"That was fun," Himari said, after I finished my second shower at her place. "You're, uh, really fucking good at sex. Is that bad to say about a guy?"

"No, I like it," I told her. "Hey, you should come over to my place some time."

"Yeah?" She seemed surprised. "You know I have powers, right?" She said it with a sort of, Stay safe vibe.

"So do I. Also, so do all my neighbors. Also, you're a superhero. Anyway," I said. "You play any video games?"

"Uh, a little, I guess. Why?"

"Well, that's a lot of what happens at my place." That and sex, obviously. "Playing video games. What genres are you into?"

"Uh, mahjong, mostly." I gave her a long stare. I did not play mahjong. "I guess some beat 'em ups or something? I used to play those in the arcade back when I was a kid. Fuck, I don't know, man."

"Cool. I'll pick up some beat 'em ups, then," I told her. I gave her ass a quick grope, and her cheek a quick kiss. "I like spending time with you."

"Yeah, you're just saying that 'cause you want this pussy," she said, with a sort of false bravado that made me want to bend her over and fuck it out of her.

"Maybe," I said, giving her ass another grope, "but I should head home. Nice meeting you, Himari." I then headed home.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 108: Meeting White Fox
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The next day at work, Mira showed up in my office. "Hey, Roger. You're always cooped up in here."

"I'm supposed to be working," I said, closing a tab full of cute puppy pictures to pretend to work on an Excel sheet that had been finished last week.

"Ah, I see. Lots of tax policy encoded in all those puppy pics you're always looking at," Mira said, nodding along with a look of feigned wisdom. I twitched, but she didn't push on the subject. "We have a new hire. I was hoping you could help with her."

"...help with her?" I asked, somewhat confused.

"Yeah. She's proving to be a bit of a handful. Chip on her shoulder, feels like she's the worst person around... here's a photo of her. Your type?" She held out her phone.

In the photo, a Japanese woman with her hair done back in a messy ponytail was squatting. She was wearing a tank top, which meant you could see she was positively covered in tattoos, stretching all the way up her arms, and covering her back - that elaborate Japanese style. She also had a toned figure and pleasantly large breasts. She was wearing red lipstick and nail polish, which was unusual in this world, but not unheard of. Her ears were repeatedly pierced. She was also flipping off the camera, suggesting she hadn't exactly consented to the shot.

"She's attractive, yes," I said.

"Great. I think if you struck up a friendship with her, which maybe involved sex, it would help her out."

"You really should just explain this whole idea in long form, because it sounds pretty stupid right now."

"Her hero name is White Fox; birth name is Himari Takamachi. She's from Japan, and she's an orphan. She grew up in an orphanage from the age of three; in Japan, orphans basically never get adopted. Amidahara Orphanage was actually owned by a member of the Sumiyoshi crime family - biggest Yakuza gang around - so she winds up joining the yakuza. She also gets powers at some point, so she becomes an enforcer. A few months ago, she turned state's witness in California against the Sumiyoshi, and their operations on the West Coast basically ceased. Now, she's over here in Star Heroic, to reform and put her powers to use for the good of society."

"That's a cool origin story, but it doesn't explain why I should become her fuckbuddy."

"Star Heroic is a superhero organization. That means that almost everybody working here is probably in the top-1% or above in terms of moral character. Himari feels - and has said in roughly as many words - that she's the worst person around and talking to us makes her feel like a piece of shit. Now, I don't know how to put this politely, Roger," she said, "so promise not to hold this against me..."

I pressed two fingers to my temple. "Fine. I promise."

"Great. You're probably the shittiest person working at this company."

"Thank you," I said, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

"You're welcome." Mira said, not missing a beat. "So, do you want to seduce this hot girl with big tits so she actually has a single friend here, or did I just insult you for no reason?"

I let out a sigh as I accelerated time to think it over. On the one hand, it was rude to say I was the shittiest person working at this company. On the other hand, I had just told a woman I would rather fuck around forever than commit, and had like four women currently in love with me that I was stringing along, so... I guess it wouldn't be fair to complain. "Alright, I'll do it," I said at last.

"Glad to hear it." She gave me a smile. "I tried to imagine the genders reversed, and I figured you'd be up for it. She just cussed out Priscilla and is smoking out back."

"No promises I'll reform her or whatever."

"She's already reformed, just needs some roots."

* * *

I stepped out into the cool air, finding Himari leaned against the wall with a cigarette in her mouth. She glanced my way. She had an expression like she'd swallowed something unpleasant, but she was quite attractive despite that. "Hey. You a cape?"

"No, I'm an accountant."

She snorted. "Here to smoke?"

"No," I said. I let time stretch out as I thought over the best thing to say. I had to mentally invert the genders. "I heard there was a hot chick smoking out here, and I decided to come say hi."

She raised an eyebrow at me, her expression shifting from generally pissed off to suspicious. "Yeah?" She dropped the cigarette, stepping on it and grinding it into the ground - then she stepped towards me, pushing me into the wall. Not physically - just with presence. She rested her elbow and arm against the wall to my right side, halfway boxing me in. "Hi," she said, a predatory note to her voice, like it was a threat. "Now what?"

Honestly, I was more bothered by the tobacco on her breath than by her aggressive vibes. "If you take a breath mint or three, we could make out right here."

She squinted at that, her expression getting more confused. Then she let out a scoff. "Oh, you're not an accountant, you're a hooker," she said, taking a step back. "I guess they paid you to try to make me feel better? I know how the sausage is made. I'd rather fuck a drunk fattie than pay for the hottest whore around. Or have somebody pay one for me."

I decided to match her energy rather than remain polite. "If I was paid to seduce you, why would I complain about your breath? It smells like shit. Smoking's a disgusting habit."

Her jaw worked at the air as she turned her gaze back to me. "Yeah, true enough," she said, rolling her tongue against her lower lip. "What, then? Cape groupie?"

"I've fucked heroines, but that's because I work here, and they're all hot. Including you."

"You think I'm a heroine?" She stepped towards me again, once more putting her upper arm to my right side as she glared up at me. "You even know who I am?"

"White Fox?" Maybe I should have googled her to learn more about her. Hopefully what Mira gave me sufficed. "You turned state's witness against Sumiyoshi."

She blinked. "Yeah? Doesn't bother you that I used to be yakuza?" She leaned in closer to me, pushing her tits into my chest. It wasn't intended to be seductive, just a consequence of how close she was getting to me, but I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra, and that her tits were all-natural, so I pretty much immediately popped a boner.

She wasn't pressed close enough to notice, and her eyes were on mine, so I just talked. "You're not any more though, right? So why should I care?" I slowed down time, and once more decided to just go for matching energy. "Look, I'm getting bored of this stupid conversation where you dare me to say I don't like you or whatever. You're hot. You've got nice tits. I'll fuck you right here if it'll shut you up."

"Yeah?" She pushed her thigh into my groin, and then froze as she felt my erection. A long moment passed as she mentally processed it - and then she started to rub her thigh against my boner. "You're seriously getting hard from this?" She bit her lip. "Fuck it," she decided after a moment, and then leaned up to kiss me fiercely on the lips. Her tongue slithered hungrily into my mouth as she just pressed against me, her hands going to clasp my cheeks to hold me in the kiss. She was pretty strong, but Nora level strong, not Kate - fit woman, no superpowers. I could have pushed her off.

She did taste like tobacco, though, so when she popped her lips off mine- "Seriously, you need to eat like three breath mints. I'll buy you a pack."

She huffed in annoyance, but followed me back into the building; luckily, there was a vending machine with mints on the ground floor. I popped it open, took out a mint, and hand-fed it directly into her mouth. Honestly, I figured it'd make it easier to convince her to down more than one, and it worked - her eyebrows raised as I slid it along her tongue, and when I popped my finger out, she dutifully crunched down, noisily biting away. "Gonna give me another?"

"I said three, didn't I?" I told her as I pushed another into her mouth, once more playing with her tongue for a moment of sensual intimacy. Any doubt in her mind that I was sincerely interested in her had evaporated, to be replaced with arousal.

I actually wound up giving her five mints, and her breath wound up overpoweringly minty - but it was better than tobacco. She took the box from me, sliding it into her back pocket, then just pushed me up against a wall again, mashing her lips hungrily against mine. I gently guided us down the hallway, and she let me, hungrily sucking on my tongue as she pressed her body against mine in a frantic, horny kiss. I could feel her perky nipples through her top and mine, as she slurped up saliva from me.

She was surprised when I finally arrived at my destination: the women's bathroom. I pulled her in with me, the door swinging open as we entered, and luckily nobody else was there. "Haaa... holy fuck," she breathed out, wiping her mouth. Her lipstick smeared slightly, but only in a way that made her look even sexier, my cock twitching. "The women's bathroom? You fucking slut. You'd better not be getting paid for this."

"I'm not a whore," I told her. "What, do you want some sexts from another girl to prove it?"

"Wouldn't prove fuck all, modern whores sext all the time. Better than fucking, since you don't have to touch the girl."

"Do you want to fuck in the stall or not? I want to fuck in the stall," I told her. I leaned into her, pressing my forehead down against hers. "I want to see your whole back tattoo. I want to grope your fat tits as I fuck you from behind."

She exhaled softly at those words, clearly enticed by them, but- "I seriously don't want to fuck you if you're being paid."

"I'm not a fucking whore," I told her, grabbing her by the wrist and dragging her into the stall with me. I pushed her up against the door as I closed it, and I fiercely kissed her on the lips. "You're hot. I'm a slut." She clearly still had her lingering doubts, so I pulled out my phone, starting to scroll through my messages.

"I told you, sexting doesn't prove anything-"

"It's texts from Hank," I told her. "My boss," I explained, showing her the phone screen. She squinted at it. "See? Accountant."

"Plenty of prostitutes have other work too."

This was frustrating as hell. "Goddammit woman," I growled out, spinning her around so she faced the stall door. "I'm going to fuck you. I don't give a fuck if you think I'm a whore."

"I don't want to fuck a whore," she said, shifting her legs to stop me from pulling down her pants. "Pimps all manipulate and blackmail and threaten guys into sex. It's basically outsourcing rape."

It was sweet. Her heart was in the right place. But - "Nobody's raping me, now let me actually fuck you. You're not wearing a bra and I can tell you're horny. If you do not let me pull down your trousers right now, I am going to call Gillian and have her come suck my dick."

"We've talked for like-"

"Shut the fuck up and let me pull your pants down," I said - and she actually shut up and straightened out her legs. I let out a sigh of relief as I tugged her pants down, her panties sliding down her thighs alongside them. One of my hands slipped down there to start teasing her lower lips, brushing along them, teasing her clit as well. The other hand grabbed the base of her shirt and tugged it up and off, letting her big tits bounce free - and giving an unobstructed view of her lovely back tattoo. In addition to the smaller elements of the design - flowers and ribbons and whatever else - there was a single white fox, large and looking up at me with sharp red eyes.

It was actually quite pretty. Of course, my main focus at that moment was simple: getting my dick out so I could shove it in her dripping wet sex. Even if she'd been complaining and arguing and worrying about me being a prostitute, I was still a hot guy who approached her and made out with her, and now, was sliding my cock along the line of her sex. She shivered softly at the teasing movement as my dick rubbed back and forth. "Are you going to actually put it in?"

My hands slid up her flanks, groping one breast in either hand. They were nice and big and soft, and I could feel her arousal climb as I teased her like that. "I don't know, am I? I wouldn't want you to accidentally become a rapist."

Any moralistic concerns were defeated by horniness. "Fine, I believe you, just fucking put it in you bastard," she demanded - and I thrust inside her. She was tight, pussy muscles quickly flexing around my cock as I drove myself into her, her whole body tensing up. My hands groped her tits tight as I got all the way inside, just grinding my cock into her pussy, and she softly shuddered in response, her eyelashes fluttering.

I knew, in general, women in this world really liked this kind of grinding, often even more than a proper pounding, so I decided to indulge her. She shivered on my cock, her nipples perky against my hands as she panted into the door, and I leaned in towards her, softly kissing my way up her neck. "Another kiss," I told her, still groping her tits, and she tilted her head back; her hands were pressed against the stall door for balance, and mine were enjoying the plush, round feeling of her fat tits, Her tongue danced inside my mouth happily, as I continued to just grind inside her.

It was honestly something like teasing for me - but I'd fucked Stitch and Xico just that morning, so I had plenty enough energy to just enjoy it. I started to tease and play with her nipples, while my cock rooted around deep inside her. Her breathing into my mouth became more ragged as her arousal continued to spike in that position. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she let out a soft groan as her hands balled up against the stall door, pussy continuing to massage my cock inside her. "Mmf," she got out, some mumbled noise of complaint as she strained not to come while keeping up the kiss. She popped off my lips. "I'm about to-"

"Come," I told her, and she actually did. I groaned at the feeling of her tight, muscular pussy rhythmically massaging my cock as it rested inside her, and she let out a lewd moan of her own, twitching faintly in place, her tits jiggling in my grasp. I enjoyed the feeling of her orgasm as she panted atop me, and eventually she came down, eyes half-lidded.

"Your, nnn," she breathed out. "Haaa... aren't you going to try to get off?" She breathed out.

"Mm. I could. But it's always fun to watch a hot woman orgasm on my cock," I told her, my dick twitching inside her. I leaned in, nibbling on her earlobe. "I really like your back tattoo. It's sexy." Her pussy tightened on my cock.

"Yeah, lots of guys do," she said, fingers scraping along the door for a moment. I started to grind inside her again, making her breath hitch. "Fuck, more of this? You really just want to grind like this?"

"I'll tell you what I really want to do," I said to her. "I want to bend you over and make you come so many times you can't even talk. My powers actually help with sex. Want to see?"

She sucked in a deep breath through her nose, eyes staring into mine, and she licked her lips. "I do."

I slowed down time at that point. Using my grip on her tits, I tugged her back away from the stall door, so that rather than pressing against it, she was leaned forward; her forearms pressed against the door, now, helping her stay upright, as her head wound up jerking forward and then hanging low as she recovered in slow motion. My cock remained wedged inside her, and I admired her body, her pants wrapped around her ankles, her fox tattoo looking truly lovely upon her back, its red eyes seeming to look up at me invitingly. Every twitch of her body made it shift and ripple in a truly enchanting fashion.

Her tits, also, were exaggeratedly big in this position, hanging low with gravity as her ass wound up pushed into my pelvis. My cock throbbed inside her, and I started to slowly pump back and forth.

Slowly to me, of course. From her perspective, played out at 10x speed, it was no doubt fast and hard, and I could tell as much as her cunt tightened, as her head started to pull up, as her fingers balled into fists. She started to make noises with her mouth, but they could have been human noises or mere animal noises - I couldn't tell and didn't really care. Continuing to grope her right tit flagrantly, my left hand slid down her body, going in between her thighs, finding her clit, and starting to tease that as well, index and middle fingers rolling around the sensitive nub.

It took her no time at all to come from the stimulation, her pussy tightening rhythmically around my cock, each grip and squeeze running in slow motion. I just grunted, losing myself in the sensation of it, thumping at her hips all the faster with each passing second. I watched her left breast bounce, its size making it just barely visible beneath her torso, while her tattoo twitched and writhed in response to my thrusts, the movements of her muscles beneath it making the whole thing more appealing.

I enjoyed driving her absolutely wild with pleasure, hitting her with orgasm after orgasm. I could play with her tits freely, and she just moaned and writhed, giving up on anything coherent. I made a game out of finding exactly the right angle and pace to make her come again in the midst of a previous orgasm, enjoying the way she quivered, twitched, and jerked, grunting in response to my hard fucking, my fingers squeezing onto her tits as I played with and relished her body.

I lost track of how many times she came, but her body was becoming shiny with sweat, giving her skin a shiny look, making her tattoos look even more striking as they shone with a fresh coat of polish. I finally let time go back to its normal pace, enjoying as I heard her mumbled words. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, ahh, so good, fuck, ahm, it's, ahn," she sputtered incoherently, "you're, you, so close, again, ahm, please, fuck," she gasped out, her voice getting more desperate. I was no longer using my super speed, which meant the sex was now worse for her - though, worse than the godlike level I could achieve by manipulating my super speed. "Please, like before, please, I don't even know your name," she whined out, only now realizing.

Or maybe she'd realized during the intense fucking and tried to ask. I couldn't tell.

"My name's Roger," I told her.

"Roge~er, fuh, funny, name," she said, pussy gripping at my cock with manic energy. "Please, holy fuck, that was incredible, Roger, fuck me nice and ha~ard."

Rather than giving in, I decided to pull out. I'd made her come plenty enough times already, and I was enjoying seeing the way she'd just melted in response to the continuous stream of pleasure. Seeing the cold bitch turn into a mewling wreck for more cock was insanely sexy. She looked over her shoulder at me, needy and upset that I'd pulled out of her. "I made you feel good, White Fox-"

"Himari. You can," she swallowed, "call me Himari."

"Himari. I made you feel good. But, when I do that, it's hard for me to come."

"Wha, aren't you the type of guy who doesn't care about his own pleasure?" She seemed genuinely confused.

"No," I told her. "What kind of guy- whatever," I said, shaking my head. "No, I like orgasming too."

She panted for breath, having by this point mostly recovered from the intensity of the sex. "Got it." She stood up straight, still in her boots, pants still around her ankles, and turned to face me. "Fine. What do you want?" Her tits bounced pleasantly as she wriggled out of her pants. "I'm not a selfish lover. Just, y'know. Some guys, they don't really care if they come."

Was this a Japanese thing? I remembered, vaguely, in my own world, hearing there was more social expectation that women be dead fishes in Japan? "Not this guy," I repeated.

"Right. So what do you want?"

"Does your power have any sexy uses? I don't actually know what it is," I admitted.

"Not unless you want to fuck a giant fox." She took a deep breath. "Take off your clothes, I feel underdressed in just my boots now that I'm facing you," she added.

I grabbed my shirt and pulled it off, enjoying as her eyes devoured my naked upper body. I also wiggled my way out of my pants, and her eyes fell on my thighs, staring at them for a particularly long time. "I want a titfuck." She didn't seem to know what that was. "Uh, I think it's called paizuri in Japanese?"

She raised one eyebrow. "Seriously? I guess you are a freak, fucking a woman who doesn't even know your name."

"I'm not gonna do it again if you keep being rude to me," I told her.

"What? Being a freak in the sheets is a good thing."

"Whatever, just put my dick in your tits and squish them up and down." She stared at my cock for a second, then dutifully dropped to her knees, wrapping those full, luscious breasts around my cock. They felt nice - soft and warm around my cock. They were unmarred by her tattoos, but the sleeves that ran all the way from her shoulders to her wrists added an interesting character, as her fingers gripped her tits nice and tight around my cock. I groaned softly in pleasure at the feeling, and she started to pump up and down, raising and lowering her whole upper body, moving more with her hips than her hands as she ground her tits into my cock.

"If I get you off, we'll fuck again, right?" She asked, as she continued to bounce her tits up and down my dick.

"Not literally right now, I have to get back to work, but yeah," I told her.

"Fuck," she breathed out. "Yeah, work. I think my smoke break's gone a little long," she said, tightening the pressure on my cock still further. I grunted, pumping my hips slightly, and she started to shift her breasts independently, pushing one up as the other went down. "Come on," she grunted, squishing my dick tighter. "You got to fuck this nice tight cunt, now you're getting your titfuck request met, so just come. Get that spunk all over me. Nut. Just nut. Don't hold back for my sake."

"Why would I possibly do that?" I had done that during the actual fucking, but for a titfuck, under a time constraint? "I just want to come." I reached down for her nipples, playing with one in either hand, teasing them with my thumb as her tits squished all around on my cock. She let out a hot breath as I worked them over, a faint flush appearing to her cheeks. "These are some nice tits. Big and soft," I noted, fingers pinching her nipples.

"Yeah, the dick's nice too. Big and hard. Great combo," she said. She bit her lip, then just started to really slam, rapidly pumping her hips up and down to stimulate my dick further, doing something that simulated a proper hard fucking with her tits. "Come on. Get your nut. Nut in my tits. Come on my fat tits. You like them, so you want to get your spunk all over 'em, right? Come for me. I want to feel your spunk coating them, all sticky and gross. I want to get you off."

Her breathing was growing heavy from a mix of exertion and arousal. Her face was pink, her hair sticking to her face awkwardly in places. I continued teasing her nipples as best I could, enjoying the perky nubs sticking out from pink flesh. "God, your tattoos are so hot," I told her, and she actually smiled at that. "Seeing that full back tattoo of yours as I fucked your pussy. I want to pound you from behind again, and soon."

"Right after work," she agreed. "Your place? I'll lie down on the bed and you can plow away. That's what you want, right? Ride me? I just need you to come. Come in my tits. Make that stuff splurt out. Coat me in your nasty juices, just get them out, white and sticky and salty and hot. That's what I want. If you don't do that, we can't fuck," she breathed, and I started to pump my hips again, practically fucking into her tits.

I pushed her up against the stall door, making her shuffle backwards, and in the new position, it was easier for me to start to ram away at her tits. My dick plunged towards her face, and she looked forward at it, though she didn't open her mouth, just staring at it as it emerged and retreated from the valley of her tits. I had taken over control of the pacing, so she was left to just try to stimulate me with her hands, massaging her tits around my dick as I worked. She would squish them both together, then raise one and lower the other, then loosen, then press, never letting me quite know what sensation was coming next.

It felt really damn good, and it didn't take me that long to come. "Nnngod," I groaned out, and just erupted, hot cum ending up splattering against her chin, her neck, and all over the inside of her cleavage. I sighed as I finished coming, pulling out of her tits and admiring her as she fell to her knees for the moment, wearing nothing but her boots, spunk dripping on her chin.

"Haaaa... fuck," she breathed out, going over for the toilet paper. "Roger the accountant," she breathed, as she dabbed at her tits and chin, smearing and cleaning off cum, before depositing it in the toilet. "Nice to meet you. Fuck, hang on, toss me my pants and give me your number, alright?"

"Yeah, sure," I said, dutifully throwing the pants at her feet - she got out her phone, and I recited my phone number as I got dressed myself. "Just so you know, I fuck a lot of women."

"I sort of guessed," she said, with a little chuckle, still somewhat out of breath as she continued trying to dab and clean herself completely of cum. "Ugh, gonna get some cum on my top, I think."

"You said to come on you."

"Because I wanted you to come, and I didn't want to suck your dick after it got all my juices on me! It makes a mess," she noted.

Eventually, we were both properly dressed and got back to work.

Well, I got back to work - I have no idea what she did.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 107: Stitch's Big Tit Adventure
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Stitch crouched in her position on the warehouse ceiling. Below/above her, she could see the forms of gang members, milling about anxiously. Her ears and nose were good, and she could smell the drugs - cocaine, and a lot of it.

She wasn't here for the gang members, though. The police were forming a cordon around the area, ready to snap the cage shut and catch all these guys. She was here for the necromancer who was supposed to be the buyer, and he hadn't come yet. She absently sniffed at the air again. Still only the living and the drugs - none of the distinctive scents of the preserved dead, which meant the guy wasn't here yet.

She let her thoughts wander, just breathing through her nose.

Roger. "If I could, I'd rather fuck around forever than commit."

God. That was the kind of thing that made most girls realize they should give up on the guy, and the stupid thing is that not only did it not do that for her, it actually got her hot. She had such trash taste in men, right? All prostitutes and sluts. What fucked up thing in her childhood did that? There were plenty enough that one of them had to explain it. Did growing up a slave make her disdain traditional lifestyles? Her 'owners' had lived an entirely seemly and appropriate lifestyle, other than the slavery - no cheating or anything. When she'd run away, it had been street people who'd showed her actual care and respect.

Fuck. Yeah, that was it, wasn't it? She liked sex workers because they were some of the first people in her life to show her kindness.

Agh. Roger was exactly that type. He'd put her up at his place when she'd first shown up in this world, and offered her below-market rates at the apartment building he'd bought, and he cared enough about her to tell her his real feelings rather than string her along.

Unfortunately, for all his attempted kindness, the hook was thoroughly stuck already, and she wasn't going to move on.

He'd reacted poorly to the boob job idea... did he actually like them smaller? Guys tended to say they didn't care how big a girl's tits were, but that couldn't be true, right? Maybe it was true? Xico was petite up top, in contrast to Kate's big tits, so maybe he really didn't care? But, wait, if he didn't care, why react negatively? Like, if he suggested dying his hair blonde, she wouldn't really care... did he not like surgery or something? How would she feel if he suggested making his dick bigger? There wasn't a surgery for that, but it'd be hot, right? I mean, it's his body, so it's not like she'd make him or anything... maybe if it got too big to fit, sure, but he'd probably just add an inch or two? Did he think she was going to be one of those weirdos who make their tits way too big...?

Her nose flared as the scent of death hit it, and she perked up to refocus on her job. Her eyes flicked across the inside of the warehouse, and through the dark and dim, she eventually spotted her target, the necromancer known as Doctor Death (really). He was wearing what looked like a stylized plague mask, and was surrounded by a phalanx of a dozen zombies. They moved pretty good, for zombies - a little sluggish, maybe, but you could have mistaken them for living people if you passed them on the street.

Other than the smell. He'd masked it with cologne or something, but it was still there, both smells stewing together in a really putrid mix.

Anyway. She watched, pulled out her knife, and waited for the deal to finish, so they could confirm he was buying drugs. Then, as he started to head out, she cast Scythe and flicked her wrist and cut through half his zombies in a single slice.

* * *

Stitch stood in front of Priscilla's office, gently bouncing from one foot to the other. This was such a fucking awkward thing to ask, but - like, they were fucking the same guy, right? It wasn't a problem to ask? She'd already messed with Stitch's face in the past, right? It was cool? Not... weird, or presumptive, or gay?

Fuck it. Worst that could happen is she'd say no. Who gave a shit what Priscilla thought of her anyway? She rapped on the door to Priscilla's office.

"Come in, Stitch," Priscilla said, and Stitch quickly stepped inside, closing the door behind her. "What is it?"

"I'm, uh, thinking of getting a boob job, and I was wondering if you'd let me... y'know... preview it? Try them on for size?"

Priscilla hummed in response. "Do you have a spare bra of your desired size?"

"Shit. No."

"Go buy one, and I'll do it. It'll also let me know what you're thinking of, in terms of volume."

* * *

Okay, so the crazy big tits bra she'd considered was an N-cup, though she was pretty sure that would be too much.

Or maybe not. Bup had huge boobs... but she was stupid and Roger was just being nice to her, because she couldn't pull any dick on her own. Right? Or was it more like, her huge boobs were why Roger wanted her?

No, no, Roger wasn't that superficial. Or, maybe he was, but if he was, it was super diverse. He liked all types of girls - Xico, Nora, Kate, Stitch, Priscilla, Bup, Esther, Mira, Tsuru, Alexa, and then some... there was too much diversity in the girls he'd fucked to assume anything about his tastes...

Was that it? He thought she was getting big tits just because she thought he liked them? Well... she definitely wouldn't get big tits if he didn't like them, but also she wouldn't get big tits if she didn't feel self-conscious about her own appearance. Keeping in shape didn't count for that much with a face like hers...

She smacked her own cheeks. N-cup! Too much! She was a C right now! But, if a C was obviously too little (since that was her current cup size), and an N was obviously too much - Roger had mentioned at one point, you can make a Fermi estimate by taking the average of a value that's definitely too large and one that's definitely too small, and the average of those two cup sizes was... 3+14 = 17, 17 / 2 = 8.5... an H or an I cup!

...I cup. She grabbed an I-cup bra.

Look, what girl wouldn't go for bigger tits?

...well, she was pretty sure Priscilla didn't actually look like that, and she just had a model's physique, but...

Hopefully Roger would like it. And, if he didn't, then she'd know that he liked her tits the way they were.

Yeah! This was win-win! Either he'd like her big boobs, or he wouldn't, and that meant he liked her current boobs better!

* * *

She'd bought a bigger bra, and Priscilla had been happy to up her tit size to the indicated size. It felt kinda weird, switching bras in front of another woman, but Priscilla obviously didn't give a shit, which helped Stitch not give a shit.

...she hadn't bought a bigger shirt before she'd gotten her tits increased in size, though. She liked loose clothes, so it wasn't like her tits were getting crushed by her shirt, but now she had a giant tit curtain from her new I-cup tits. If she actually got a boob job, she'd definitely have to replace her wardrobe so that she didn't look ridiculous like this.

Thankfully, she went into Priscilla's office for the temporary boob job right at the end of work, so she tugged on a hoodie and rushed back home. Luckily, she lived at the same place as Roger, so she could just... awkwardly mill around in the middle of the hallway.

Okay, maybe it wasn't that lucky. Especially since Nora was here 24/7 because she had twenty bodies and she literally only had an apartment at Roger's so she could fuck him more (understandable), which meant when she heard one set of footsteps headed to Roger's room, and stop, she saw Stitch. She looked at Stitch with those impenetrable blue eyes for a long few seconds - was Roger into blondes? - then ducked back into her apartment.

Roger got home pretty soon thereafter, and she let out a sigh of relief as she saw him. "Hey, Roger, uh. I want to show you something," she said, reaching out for his wrist as he approached. "Open the door." She added after a second.

He let out a small laugh, a little thing that said You're cute. "Sure, Stitch. What's up?" He asked her, as the doorknob turned and opened.

She stepped into the apartment with him, closed the door with a flick of her leg, and then grabbed the base of her hoodie, pulling it - and her shirt, she looked like shit with the tit curtain - up and over her head, revealing her new I-cup tits, currently sitting inside of a nice red bra, to Roger. He was looking at them, but his expression was a bit hesitant. "So, uh. What do you think? Nice, right?" She actually hopped on her feet for a moment, making his eyes follow her tits as they bounced in a way they normally absolutely couldn't.

"They're nice, yes," he said, after a moment, though his voice was kinda fucky. Shit. Did he actually not like big tits? Fuck!

"If you don't like them, uh, Priscilla said they'll revert after a few hours..." She said, idly scratching behind one of her own ears.

"Oh, it's Priscilla's work," he said, with a sigh of relief and a genuine smile on his lips. "Alright, then they look great," he told her, and she felt her face heat up at the way he spoke. "I was just worried you'd gotten a huge surgery just because you like me."

Oh, okay, that explained his awkwardness now and earlier. He just didn't want to be responsible for her getting surgery.

Well. If she did get a boob job, he kinda would be. But also, guys liked big tits. Even if it didn't work out with Roger, it would be cool to have big tits, right?

Of course, she couldn't say all that, since it'd come off as way too clingy. "Nah. I was just thinking about, you know, there's no plastic surgeon who can fix my face up," she said, gesturing to her snout with one hand.

"You're perfectly cute the way you are," he said, his hand reaching out to cup her cheek, thumb running across fur. She felt the furious heat in her face, hitting her hard, and she was sure it was sharp enough to slide across her visible features.

"Yeah, but, um, that's just your opinion," she said, managing to keep her voice under control. "I appreciate that it's your opinion, and I'm glad you think I'm hot, and all that, but- it's like you said, you'd rather fuck around forever, right?" Fuck, that was the wrong thing to say! She didn't care if he fucked around forever! Or, she did care, kinda, but she didn't want to say it out loud and make him-! Fuck, she really sucked with guys, so bad! She cleared her throat. "Anyway, I now have big titties, so what do you want to do with them?" She asked. She bounced on her toes, her tits going up and down, attracting his attention back down to them.

She actually had only the vaguest idea what you did with big tits. Obviously, guys liked them, but practically, what was the difference? It's not like a dick, where, y'know, it goes in your holes.

Roger responded to her question by grabbing her hips, picking her up by them. There was a certain thrill that came with that kind of manhandling, the frank and basic expression of his desire for her. He plopped her down on his bed, and then tugged off her bra, letting her large, soft new breasts get exposed to the open air. Priscilla had made them 'particularly sensitive,' saying that was the sort of thing Roger preferred, and Stitch trusted the other woman.

What she didn't expect was just how good it felt to have Roger's hands on her breasts. His fingers cupped into her tits from either side, and her pussy quietly clenched around nothing at the electric feeling running up her spine. His thumbs brushed along her areolae, and her nipples, making her shiver. Goosebumps ran across her flesh, and Roger gave her a really hungry look as he played with her tits. They were both mostly clothed, but this still felt so, so nice. She licked her lips as he teased her like that, fingertips brushing across and along her bare body, her toes curling inside of her shoes - she hadn't even kicked them off, yet.

He leaned down over her at that point, pushing her tits together and sucking on her nipples both. She squeaked at that, feeling an orgasm building as his tongue flicked against her nipples, as he applied pressure up there. Her legs wobbled under her. "Ruh, Roger, it's, wuh, wow," she panted, legs kicking at the air behind him. She knew Roger was a generous lover, always thinking about how to make his partner feel good - so she knew that whining and wanting him to stop was exactly the wrong thing to say in this situation, even if her instincts as a woman were telling her that she shouldn't come before the guy even took her pants off. "Roger, ahm, I'm gonna, I'm gonna~," she gasped out, then howled out her pleasure as she orgasmed beneath him, back arching as pleasure raced up her spine.

He popped off her tits at that point, admiring her howling, orgasming face, her eyelashes fluttering as she experienced her first-ever boobgasm. She was pretty sure he was using his superspeed power to really stretch out his observation of her, by the way his breathing shifted, by the way the subtle movements of his hands on her tits got simultaneously more stimulating and faster, little flicks that felt like so much more than they should.

Even knowing that Roger like that kind of thing - if she came a second time in the middle of her boobgasm, she'd definitely be embarrassed, so she curled her toes and just clenched her fists on the blankets beneath her, howling and panting as she came down from her orgasm. "That's one fun thing to do with them," he told her, a little smirk on his lips, and she just panted and nodded, her breath ragged as she laid on her back on the bed. His thumbs were still teasing her areolae, making her shiver and twitch, not trusting her voice as she laid down there and caught her breath. "I guess Priscilla made them extra sensitive, right?" She nodded on her back, and he finally removed his hands from her tits - only to get off her and pull down his pants.

His cock popped free, bouncing open into the open air, and she stared at it, licking her lips, wondering what he was going to do with it - then he moved to straddle her, so his cock fell in between her tits, lying across her sternum. The faint brushes of it against her body sent waves of pleasure up her spine already, like some really weird foreplay.

He groped her breasts at that point, just squishing them around his cock, and she shuddered at the sensation. It was weird, but good. Very good. She couldn't do this with her normal tits, and it felt nice, and clearly Roger liked it, judging by the way he just squeezed his dick tight with her fat tits. He pumped his hips softly back and forth, a gentle thump-thump, balls slapping at her tits, and she tilted her head downwards to watch his manhood emerge from between her breasts.

It bopped her right in the nose, and the scent was intense and hit her completely by surprise. Her pussy instantly clenched up, and combined with the stimulation to her tits, she wound up coming right then and there, moaning stupidly as Roger casually pumped his cock back and forth in between her tits. She wasn't howling, but she was sure she looked stupid anyway - especially since she kept her face forward, her wet nose repeatedly bopped by his dick.

His scent pretty much smashed right into her cerebellum when a single droplet of precum oozed out and immediately hit her rhinarium. Her thoughts became a fuzzy cloud of sensation rather than anything proper, that intense, male scent - the scent of the man she was in love with - serving to fry neurons and replace thoughts with feelings. Nice, big, stinky cock, rubbing all over her tits. She panted softly, but that just made it worse, the scent getting reaffirmed with every breath out of her mouth, every suck in of air through her nostrils.

He seemed to realize just how fried she was, pausing his motion in between her tits for a moment, releasing his grip on her breasts. It wasn't out of a sense of mercy on the subject, though - he reached for her arms, grabbing her wrists, and pulled them around to her own breasts, directing her to be the one to apply pressure to them. She did exactly that, shuddering softly as the pressure intensified, and his hand reached up for her ears, quietly scratching away at them. She shuddered, legs involuntarily kicking - and came again, howling out her pleasure.

"You're always cute, Stitch," he told her, and she just shuddered and nodded, tilting her head into his grasp as she panted out her pleasure. "Always sexy and cute, no matter how big your tits are. You're fit, you're good, you're sweet, and it's really fun to watch you get horny from me fucking other women right in front of you."

She mewled pitifully, lost in pleasure, unable to respond verbally, just inclining her head into his hand and tightening her grip on her tits. She was practically crushing her own breasts around his massive, throbbing rod, and her thoughts - fuzzy as they were - turned to the thing resting in between her breasts. Her head was still tilted forward, so it bopped her snout every time he went balls deep inside her tits.

So, the next time it leaned so close to her face, she licked out for it. Her tongue traced along the very tip of his dick, and he groaned at the sensation, pumping his hips hard against her tits, bumping his whole weight into her sensitive breasts. She panted at the feeling of pressure, the sensation and flavor of his cock, and just shuddered in place as he almost erupted right then and there. Her tongue got more rapid, licking hungrily at his tip, and she could see by his breathing that he was using his power - which only encouraged her further.

She knew perfectly well that he used his power when he was trying not to come. Right now, she wanted him to come. His grunts came out erratic, played at superspeed, and he pulled his dick back inside the valley of her tits, the sensations intense as he brushed along them in that exaggerated manner. Her pussy clenched again, and she leaned forward further, her long snout actually coming in handy as her tongue could snap down into her own breasts, flicking against the tip of his dick as it burrowed its way through her breasts.

She wound up coming first out of the two of them, despite her best efforts to the contrary, his cock twitching and throbbing in her bust as she intensified the pressure. Luckily, that proved too much for Roger to resist, and he blew long, ropy strings of cum across her snout and collar bone, splattering her new tits with a thick and heavy load. She shuddered softly as he finally finished coming, panting softly as she came down from her own ecstatic high, releasing his dick from her tits.

She'd come, what, three times, without her pussy getting touched at all? She looked up at Roger with a dazed expression - and once he recovered enough to move, he ran his finger along her breasts, feeding his cum into her mouth. She greedily licked it up.

She loved his taste.

She was sure it was the same as every other guy's, but she liked it because it belonged to the guy she liked. Is that sappy? Whatever, fuck you if you want to complain about it being sappy.

She could be sappy.

Just not out loud.

* * *

Xico's tails wagged behind her back as she felt the warm happiness radiating from Stitch as she licked up Roger's cum. She'd wanted to leave Roger and Stitch alone to enjoy themselves, but she knew that Stitch liked watching, and they'd just finished their titfuck, so...

She sent a text to Roger. She tried to use the speech-to-text function - her writing in English was still pretty bad.

There was a pause, of course, as Roger went to find his phone, flicking away to find her message. Stitch lapped up the last of his cum, and reached down to take off her pants and panties, finding the latter was soaked enough that it was a struggle to peel away. He texted her back as he checked with Stitch that he was okay with things.

She didn't bother waiting for his reply, instead just using her thiasyar to unlock the front door to his apartment and float inside. He and Stitch were both naked by the time she got there, and she felt immediately overdressed, so she started stripping herself naked.

Stitch's bigger boobs looked nice on her. Priscilla had done a good job making them 'fit' with the rest of her body. Xico didn't normally pay much attention to how people looked (she could see what was on the inside, which was more important, after all), but she knew that Stitch felt awkward about her body, and she thought Stitch looked nice.

Of course, the real thing she was here for wasn't Stitch's boobs, but Roger, who looked at the pair of naked girls in his bedroom with open lust. She could feel the thrill that Stitch felt when Roger's eyes fell on Stitch's naked body, or the similar interest and thrill Stitch felt when he was instead looking at Xico. She could feel Roger's thoughts as he tried to decide between a dozen ideas of different positions - and then those thoughts slipped away from her perception as he slowed down time to think it over more thoroughly.

"Stitch, lie down, legs off the bed," he ordered, grabbing Stitch's thighs to get her in exactly the position he wanted - and then he grabbed Xico, directing her into position, and she was able to smoothly get on her hands and knees atop Stitch. "This way, I can switch between you two, and you can watch each other," he said to them both, wanting to make sure they were both fine with this position.

"It sounds... ni~ice!" Xico's breath was stolen away as Roger just immediately thrust inside her, using his superspeed to make it simultaneously smooth and incredibly stimulating. He surprised her by gripping her tails near the base, both hands on them and clamping down. The soft flesh of her highly flexible tails easily yielded to his tight grip, and she panted softly as she squirmed in place, trembling at the sensation of it. It was surprisingly nice - she could feel his raw desire for her body right now, both physically and through her telepathy.

Then he started to push into her, using his grip on her tails to pull her along with him. It was a little rougher than she was used to, but she liked it, liked the intensity with which he was pumping inside her, liked the way he gripped and squeezed at her tails - and he was definitely using his power, too, since she couldn't make out his thoughts, just this quiet wave of desire in an insanely fast mumble. He was thrusting at what felt like a good pace for her, which meant he was really controllinghimself to make her feel good.

It didn't take long at all for her to come as a consequence, her tails flashing out and lashing at his naked chest, feeling and then suckling on his bare skin, slapping at his shoulders and upper arms. He let out a hyperfast noise of pleasure - then pulled out of her, bending a bit before slamming his hips into Stitch at a similarly intense pace.

Stitch, unlike Roger, was not running at superspeed, so she could feel Stitch's thoughts as she got fucked. They were things like, Feels so good, smells so good, I can still smell from where Roger came on my face and tits, ahh, Xico is in the way of my tits, he can't grope my tits right now...

So Xico floated and tilted her body to one side, presenting Stitch's naked body to Roger's line of sight, the other girl's tits bouncing with each thrust inside her. Roger's hands reached down for her breasts, and almost immediately, Stitch came, howling out her pleasure.

Roger responded by pulling out of Stitch, grabbing Xico's tail and tugging her back into position before thrusting inside her. He was pretty much an animal at this point, as far as she could feel out - no coherent thoughts, no language, just horny raw need. She kind of wished he'd turn down his power, but this was plenty nice too, especially with the way he started to feel up her tails rather grip them, his thumbs running up and down the length of them as he stimulated her yet further.

Stitch definitely liked watching Xico get fucked, her own kinks serving to excite her still further as she stared up at Xico's face, then tilted her head around to get a good look at where Roger was thrusting away, letting her see Roger's cock plunging deep inside Xico, her eyes focusing on the swaying and bouncing of his balls as he repeatedly bottomed out inside Xico. Xico just panted softly at the feelings of Roger's cock inside her, his superspeed fondling of her tails making her toes curl, her tails idly winding their way around his biceps as he pumped inside her.

It took very little time for Xico to come like that. She didn't bother to hold back, just letting out a moan of pleasure as her pussy eagerly gripped and squeezed at Roger's cock - and, as she predicted, he soon pulled himself out of her, sliding his cock down into Stitch's pussy a moment later. The other girl bounced on his cock as he thrust away, her tits jiggling freely. Stitch was clearly enjoying herself, warm and hot, and once her orgasm finished, Xico quickly tilted to the side.

Roger knew what to do: his arms reached down for Stitch's tits, fingers playing with them, teasing the areolae. "Oh, fuh, fuck, Priscilla really, ahm, made them too~oo sensitive!" She squealed out the last word, hips bucking up into Roger as she came within less than a minute of getting Roger's cock inside her.

Xico just slid back into position, twisting her body back to one side, presenting her slick sex to Roger, and he thrust inside her.

That's how it went: Roger abusing his superspeed power to give himself nigh-infinite sexual endurance, just rutting inside them both, switching back and forth from one to the other whenever they came. When it was Xico he was fucking, he'd fondle her tails, sliding and caressing and groping them; when it was Stitch, he'd instead play with her freshly-engorged tits, with Priscilla clearly having made them ridiculously sensitive.

She did wish he'd stop abusing his power like that, since she couldn't read his thoughts this way, but she guessed he really wanted to make sure he had the energy for both of them. Stitch's own happiness at getting fucked (or at getting to watch Xico get fucked) was good enough to satisfy Xico's desires, and she could still make out the general blur of sexual desire on Roger's part.

After blowing his load four total times - and making Xico and Stitch both come dozens of times each - Roger finally let time return to normal. Fu~uck that was good. How long was that in real time? She could practically feel his head swimming as his exhaustion started to set in. She let herself collapse on the bed, but reached out with her thiasyar to steady him, helping him into bed. Her legs dangled over the edge as she rested on her belly, while Roger's dick was flaccid and mere inches away. There was a mischievous thought to just crawl over and put it in her mouth, but it was dirty and she was tired anyway.

Stitch recovered before Xico - she'd been on her back, after all - and sat up, her tits still big as she looked around. Nn. Maybe if I bounce my tits for him, he'll get hard? Bouncy bouncy. Hey, Roger, look at my tits. Gonna get hard? I'll give you a titfuck if you get hard... Her hands were on her own breasts as she tried to restart Roger's libido, but while Roger appreciated the boobs, he was clearly out of energy. Fuck. Cinderella's boobs are gonna disappear soon, I think. Might as well cuddle.

She crawled up on the bed, plopping her cheek down against Roger's chest from the side, and drank in a deep breath through her nostrils. Xico could tell that Stitch got smells way more intensely, even if she couldn't currently make them out through the link. She didn't feel comfortable igossing with Stitch, either, so instead she wound up crawling up on the bed, curling into Roger' from the opposite side, one of her tails brainlessly curling around his thigh as she snuggled in. Roger's arms just awkwardly draped around both of them as he caught his breath - and then he pretty much immediately passed out, his thoughts blurring into a mush of nothing.

"This is... nice," Xico said to Stitch. Stitch was kind of like her - she didn't mind Roger sleeping around, and had feelings for him.

"Yeah," Stitch agreed, then blushed with embarrassment. "I mean... well, yeah. Roger's nice, and hot, and slutty, and stuff."

Stitch liked slutty guys. Xico had noticed lots of human girls didn't - taliké didn't care about that kind of stuff - so it was nice that Stitch liked something about Roger that other people would have thought was bad. There was something sort of romantic about it, right?

Roger did like younger girls like her and Lope, but... she did have to admit there was definitely a gulf between them that derived from their different ages. Stitch was much closer to Roger in age.

"If, um... if Roger... winds up with you... I hope you two are... happy," she said, her tails curling with anxiety.

"Oh. Uh. Thanks. And. Same back to you," Stitch said, obviously awkward as she spoke. He just wants to fuck around, not get with anybody. Fuck, shit, she's a telepath - no, he has to have told her, right? No, she's definitely not looking at me like he told her too. Agh. Is that why he was using his telepathy? Stop reading my mind, Xico! No, it's like I'm talking out loud as far as she's concerned, right? Think about something else. Fuck! It's hard to think about something else!

Xico fidgeted in place, but she didn't want to investigate Stitch's feelings too much right now. For one, it sounded like it would make her unhappy. For two, she was actually really sleepy. For three, even if what she'd been thinking was true, in the way that her worst guesses thought it might be, she would rather go to sleep curled up with Roger than think about it.

So she did exactly that.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 106: Stitch & Gillian
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Despite all the infidelity, harems, and casual sex, both today and throughout history, human beings are evolved primarily for monogamy. Most men and women prefer their partner have sex exclusively with them - as an end in and of itself. Even where exceptions exist, humans were evolved to be primarily monogamous: to pick one person out and care for them more than the rest. Even in imperial harems, the emperor had a wife and dozens of concubines. In polycules, people have their primary partners.

Fifi offering to get a boob job for me (she scrambled and tried to deny it was for my sake, but it was stupidly obvious) left me thinking on the subject.

“Hey, you’re a fuckgirl, right?” I asked Gillian after calling her to my office.

“Ah! How could you say such a cruel thing about me?” Gillian placed one hand on her chest in mock horror. “Goshujinsama, I-“

“Seriously.” I interrupted.

“I just like sex with lots of different men. If you want to call that being a fuckgirl, though, then yes.”

“What do you do if a guy gets feelings?“

“Ooo, goshujinsama, that’s a tough one. The right thing to do is to tell them that you can’t reciprocate their feelings and break things off with them. However, then you don’t get to have sex with him anymore. So what you should do is string them along for a while until it becomes untenable.”

“I feel like you may be being sarcastic.”

“Me? Sarcastic? Never.” She wore a bright smile and she said it that made it obvious. “There isn’t some cool magic trick you can do that makes a woman keep fucking you, but she stops having feelings for you. Oh, or a man, I guess,” she said, teasingly planting one finger on her lower lip. "I was supposed to be talking about how to let guys down easy, wasn't I? You can't say, I have no interest in you, now let's fuck and have it work on anybody who likes you, though. It doesn't really matter whether they have an innie or an outie at that point."

"Yeah, I figured. I do like her, though." Them, really. It wasn't just Fifi this logic applied to - it was Nora, and Kate, and the other Kate, and Xico too. Even Esther played the role of sweetest cinnamon girlfriend when I fucked her ass at her place. Did Bup like me like that? Could she? Or was she just a cum addict who could only get it from me? What about Tsuru and Mira? It wasn't exactly normal to invite a guy over for your anniversary date, or put on a mind controlling slave collar for him.

"Mm. That's tough, then," Gillian said, interrupting my thoughts. "I don't know, goshujinsama. Catching feelings like that makes it really hard to be a fuckgirl, so I just don't! I guess you are a guy, though, so it's harder," she said.

"It has nothing to do with me being a guy."

"Definitely, definitely," Gillian agreed in the most insincere voice possible. "Guys don't catch feelings any more easily than girls do. It's the twenty first century and those are the rules now."

I rolled my eyes. "If you were in my situation, what would you do?"

"Oh, if I actually caught feelings for a guy? Doki-doki heart pounding love, where I want to just wrap my arms around him from behind and drink in his thick, manly scent, and I don't even need to fuck afterwards if I just get tha~at?" She leaned into me, a teasing smile on her lips as she spoke. "Then I'd just tell him how I felt, and how much I still wanted to plow every third guy I saw. If he loved me back, he'd accept it."

"I don't think that's true."

"I'm just giving you my advice. If it's meant to be, he'd support me enjoying sex with every guy into tying up girls," she said, with a shrug. "I'd be fine with him having sex with other women, so I'm not a hypocrite."

"...and if you were a hypocrite?"

She snorted. "Then I'd pick a guy with reeeeally low self-esteem who would put up with that kind of treatment. Do you know any, goshujinsama?"

I just sighed. "You're right."

"That I should fuck mostly guys with low self-esteem? Don't worry, goshujinsama, I'm way ahead of you!" She wore a bright smile as she spoke, and it was infectious, a smile appearing on my own lips.

Until I remembered she was fucking me. "Hey, what's that supposed to mean?"

* * *

I had Gillian tied up in my bedroom, arms behind her back, a nylon rope going from her wrists to her stomach. Her legs were parted, her tight skirt pulled up to reveal her panties, eagerly egging me on to fucking her, but I was enjoying tormenting her for the moment. Just looming over her half-naked body, her tits heaving with every breath as she stared up at me, silently trying to get me to fuck her, the pair of us having somehow agreed that this particular power play was going to take place in silence.

Then there was a knock at the front door, and I went to find Fifi there.

"Hey, uh..." She trailed off, nose and ears twitching. "Oh. You have a girl over. Fuck. I just wanted to say, the boob job thing really wasn't about you," she said, trying her hardest to lie, and failing. "You know, they're just not that big, it's like, you'd make your dick bigger if you could, right? Wait, fuck, I'm not saying it's small or anything, fuck-"

I decided to shut her up with a kiss, just grabbing the back of her head, tugging her into a kiss and pushing my lips against hers. She let out a hot little breath into my mouth as I pulled back. "Look. I feel like I'm being shitty to a lot of the people I'm fucking-"

"Oh, no, you're fine, it's cool, no, you're awesome actually-"

"Let me finish. I'm going to say it." She set her jaw, but nodded. "If I could, I'd rather fuck around forever than commit." That was (at least at the moment) the honest truth. I picked Fifi to be the one I tried the line on, in part because I didn't know her as well, and in part because she seemed like she'd be the most able to 'take it'. "That includes, like, a thing where I fuck other girls and you're my primary partner. I like you, Stitch, but I really enjoy fucking a bunch of different hot heroines."

"Oh. I see."

"You're included in that set, to be clear. The set of hot heroines I like to fuck."

Even though she had a dog mouth, I could see the smile in her eyes. If she'd had a tail, I'm sure it would be wagging. "Really? You think I'm hot?"

"Yes." I paused for a second, and there did seem to be some trace of uncertainty in her expression. Honestly... "I wouldn't fuck you if you weren't hot, Stitch. I only have so many hours in the day, why would I have sex with an ugly girl when I could be having sex with Nora or Kate or Xico or Bup instead?"

"Ah... yeah... that makes sense. Wait, you think I'm as hot as Kate?" She seemed caught in disbelief.

Physically, obviously, Kate was a knockout. (Especially now that I'd forced her to get back in shape, though also before I did that.) It was hard to compete. On the other hand, Fifi was definitely cute and sexy and flexible and hot in her own way. "You're in her league as far as I'm concerned - I could just fuck her all day if it was otherwise, she'll do anything I say at this point." She'd probably suck at being a dominant, but I didn't like being dominated by people who could beat me up anyway. Especially after Erlqueen. "Anyway, the girl I have over is a pretty hard sub I have tied up right now, so I think it'll be fine if you want to watch."

"Uh. Yeah. Yeah," she said, nodding rapidly. She clearly hadn't expected this to be the way that her visit went, but under the logic of a reversed world, well - if a guy showed up to a hot girl's apartment to sincerely and chastely apologize to her, and she invited him in for fun sex, what guy wouldn't instantly find himself in the mood? She followed me right into my bedroom, where Gillian laid on the bed. "Hey, Jill," she said, somewhat awkwardly.

"Oh, hi, Stitch! Goshujinsama was just about to fuck me into the bed when you interrupted!"

"I was specifically teasing her by not fucking her into the bed," I reassured Fifi, as I clambered onto the bed. I pulled down Gillian's skirt and underwear, revealing her slick sex to the open air. She panted softly as I started to tease her with my fingers. "She said I have low self-esteem."

"Eh... I only said that I sleep with lots of guys with low self-esteem, it's not my fault goshujinsama took it as an insult. He just has former fat boy energy, right, Stitch?"

"E-eh? What?" Fifi sputtered in genuine confusion. "No, Roger's hot, don't say mean stuff about him."

"Jill is a bratty sub," I explained to Fifi, as I continued to tease Gillian. "You should apologize."

"For wha~at, goshujinsama? I never said you had low self-esteem, you just assumed I meant tha~at," she said, panting and squirming on my fingers. She licked her lips as I teased her like that. "If anything, you should apologize, to me," she said, "for not fucking me into the bed already."

I pulled my hand away, and she sighed and halfway collapsed onto the bed. She was very wet by that point. "You know, I could just fuck Stitch instead of you. That'd take me at least five minutes, probably a lot longer. You would be stuck squirming in horny need on the bed the whole time. You'd get away with not apologizing, but..." I looked her over. She was naked at this point, her dark skin glistening lightly with sweat as she stared up at me.

"Ha... I'm sorry, goshujinsama," she said, at last. "I'm sorry for saying you have low self-esteem. It was a joke, I promise, I don't really think you have low self-esteem."

The way she said it was less than convincing, but at that point, I'd take what I could get. I grabbed her by the thighs, lining my cock up with her slick sex, teasing her as I ran my length up and down. I tried to mentally reverse the genders to get properly into character. "That's a good girl. Isn't it easier when you just do what I say? Bratty girls don't get my dick," I explained - then pushed inside her.

She let out a moan as I pushed into her, clearly very worked up by the teasing, judging the way her body was responding. "Mm, goshujinsama," she breathed out. "Thank you for gracing my pussy with your cock. A little rougher, tho~ough-?!" She squeaked as I rammed into her instead, her body bouncing on my dick. I tightened my grip on her thighs and started to roughly piston away, pounding at her pussy roughly.

"You're so bratty and needy," I told her, my voice becoming rough as I got really into my role. "You insult me, and then beg for my dick. You should apologize for being such a horny little bitch." Her pussy tightened up on my cock at that point, and I could feel from the trembling in her body that she was about to come - I slowed down time, and decided to push her over the edge before she could respond. Given the way my power worked, it was easy to just play with her clit and drive her over the edge.

As she spasmed and moaned beneath me, her whole pussy gripped and squeezed at my cock. I spared a glance over at Fifi, who was leaned forward in her seat, her face red, but still fully clothed as she watched the scene play out. She did squirm in her seat in obvious arousal, though, which was damn hot, my cock throbbing inside of Gillian at that.

I turned time back to normal and looked down at Gillian, hilted inside her. "Jill, that doesn't sound like an apology. It sounds like the noises a horny bitch makes when she's gotten herself all soaked." I casually reached down for her tits, fingers digging freely into the soft flesh, and she arched her back, pushing them up into me, as she continued her orgasm.

As her orgasm finished, though, she laid panting on the bed, and I gave her tits a little smack, making her jerk cutely in response, her eyelashes fluttering for a moment as she remembered what I wanted from her. "Sorry, goshujinsama. I only act like a brat because you're so cute when you're angry at me. Please, teach me a lesson, make sure I learn that girls like me should be obedient little fucktoys for men like you." My cock throbbed inside her at those words, and I pulled out of her, making her whimper in need, looking ready to just beg.

I wasn't actually trying to tease her, though - I was wanting to reposition her! I grabbed her hair, dragging her along, enjoying the way she softly panted as I pulled her along on the bed. Her legs dangled off the edge, her sopping wet sex pink and sharply contrasting her dusky skin, as I got up behind her and pointed my dick at her pussy.

I decided to tease her at that point, though. She was much more creative than Kate, and her whole bratty sub thing made it feel much nicer to tease her. When I teased Kate, I'd sometimes feel bad - Gillian, on the other hand, never made me feel bad. "Ahhh, goshujinsama, stick it in, stick it in! Please, I'm so desperate, ahh, I can't take living without your cock one second longer, I'll do anything for i~it!" She squeaked out the last word as I rammed inside her, grabbing her hip with one hand, the other sliding up her body to her breast. Her hands practically patted at my stomach as my cock rammed inside her, due to how they were bound, and the feeling of her fingertips against my bare flesh was definitely nice.

The other advantage of this position was I got to look at Fifi as I fucked Gillian. Fifi was staring openly at the scene, though her attention was more on me than the squeaking woman beneath me. Her mouth was half-open, her tongue lolling out, as she just panted like a dog at the air. My pace inside Gillian got rougher as watching Fifi respond like that got me hornier.

"Try," Fifi said, and my attention was instantly on her, staring and ready, "try pushing her harder into the bed. Like, smothering her in the mattress." I grabbed the back of Gillian's head with one hand, and her pussy tightened as I mashed her face right into the bed. I pushed her down as far as I could, and Fifi's excitement only grew - though she wasn't watching Gillian at all. Her eyes were completely on me at this point, at most looking at where I was colliding with Gillian's ass.

A thought occurred to me at that point. From Fifi's perspective, this was basically porn, and in porn, you didn't want to watch the guy who got fucked; you wanted to watch the girl fucking him.

So I lightened my grip on the back of Gillian's head, then yanked the blanket out from under her. "Goshujinsamaaaa?" She squawked out, as the blankets rushed out from underneath her naked body. Then I just laid the blanket out - atop her. From Fifi's perspective, the only thing she could see was Gillian's sculpted brown ass - while from my perspective, I also got to see her pussy and toned legs.

"Stop whining. I'm just making the view better for Stitch. You're lucky I'm even fucking you instead of her," I said, casually smacking her ass, and that pushed her over the edge, her cunt going crazy around my dick. I kept rhythmically pumping away as she moaned into the bed. "I let you come because I'm nice, but you're just a playtoy for me, don't forget," I reminded her, groping her ass cheek.

"Ahm, yes, goshujinsama," she got out from beneath the blanket as I kept fucking away, as her orgasm continued, moaning and quivering around my cock. I just casually fucked away inside of Gillian at that point, enjoying the rhythmic pulses of her pussy as my gaze went up to Fifi. She was flushed and staring, panting openly, lust written on every inch of her face as I fucked away at Gillian.

"It's... it's really hot that you can just..." Fifi was stumbling for words in a way that was insanely cute - particularly since it was about how hot I was. "Fuck." She clambered up onto the bed, awkwardly avoiding Gillian's position, and just kissed me on the lips at that point, her hands grasping my cheeks.

She was fully clothed and I was naked, but there was so much vulnerability in that kiss it more than made up for it. I casually slid one hand around the back of Fifi's neck, holding her into the kiss, her whole body trembling as she let out a sigh of relief at my reciprocation. My tongue couldn't get that deep into her mouth - but her tongue was much longer, so it easily could, slipping in and licking at my palate hungrily.

My cock throbbed inside of Gillian - I was getting closed. I used my free hand to slide around, finding her clit, and using my trump card, activating my power. I teased and played and poked and prodded at her clit in the way I'd worked out she'd liked best, and it took a couple minutes for me to get her off - Fifi's tongue sliding agonizingly slowly around the inside of my mouth the whole time. From Gillian's perspective, it was probably more like a dozen seconds, and as I came back to reality, she was letting out uninhibited squeals of pleasure, thrashing beneath the blanket as she lost herself in the intense surprise orgasm, her pussy going wild around my dick.

At that point, I unloaded inside Gillian with a groan, sighing into Fifi's mouth as we kept on making out like that. Once I was finished coming, I popped off the kiss, peeling out of Gillian's tight snatch, the dusky woman still twitching a bit under the blankets.

I honestly didn't have much idea what to do with Gillian. I tried to imagine a similar scenario with the genders reversed, to figure out what would work best for her. "Alright," I said, groping Gillian's ass before swatting it. "You got my cum. Now I have to fuck Fifi here."

"Mm, fuh, Fifi?" Gillian sputtered out from beneath the blankets.

Fuck. Fifi didn't like people knowing her birth name. "Sorry, are you too stupid to use context clues? Stitch. Fifi's just a cute nickname I have for her," I lied through my teeth, which just made Fifi's face light up in a truly adorably sexy way. "Anyway, do you want me to move you around? Or would you rather just lay there under the blankets as I fuck her brains out?"

"Goshujinsama, are you stupid? My legs are free, I can move wherever I want," she said, and I smacked her ass sharply.

"Sorry. I have to teach this brat a lesson, it looks like," I told Fifi, who just nodded. I pulled her out from under the covers, grabbed some fresh rope, and quickly had her tied up in an M shape. I hefted her up and carried her over to the chair that Fifi had been sitting in earlier.

"Goshujinsama, what kind of lesson am I learning? That you'll put me in lewd poses if I act like a brat?"

"No," I told her, deciding - what the hell? I grabbed her hair and used it to wipe her juices off my dick. She had really nice, silky, well-maintained hair, and I was completely ruining it as I jerked myself off with it. Her eyes widened, but more in a Oh, maybe he has some sexy ideas I haven't thought of way, not in an upset way. She licked her lips as I finished wiping myself off - then just stuffed my dick in her mouth to get the last little bit cleaned off.

Fifi watched the whole thing from the far side of the bed, and once my dick was thoroughly cleaned, I shuffled through my closet to find a good sex toy. I had a straddle vibe I'd bought for Kate in there, and I eventually found it and set it up, planting Gillian atop it, holding the remote in my hand. "If you're a good girl, then I'll turn this on and you'll get to come. If you keep acting like a brat, then you'll just sit there, watching Stitch get her cunt filled with a nice big manly cock. Got it?"

"Goshujinsama, I don't know how to be a good girl, though?" She fluttered her eyelashes innocently up at me. "What does a good girl do when she watches her master fuck another woman right in front of her?"

I actually had no particualr idea either, so I decided to just say what I wanted. "She supports him and says how hot it is," I told her. "Like what Stitch did. Speaking of, Stitch, please get naked so I can fuck you."

Fifi couldn't have stripped faster if her clothes had been on fire. She peeled out of her shirt and then her bra and then slid out of her pants and panties, and she was left naked in the open air. She was wet though. Her panties had stuck as they'd come off, and her scent was thick now, her juices just oozing down her inner thighs as she stood there, trembling. I just took her hips and guided her onto the bed.

"Go for it, goshujinsama! Have sex with Stitch!" I turned on the vibe to max to shut her up, and she immediately started to quiver on the chair, grinding her hips as much as she could on the straddle vibe, while I got to just slide my cock inside Fifi's waiting sex.

I took my time with it, enjoying a long, smooth stroke, liking the sight of her small yet athletic body trembling on my dick - and she came before I was even halfway inside her. Apparently, she was very horny from watching me fuck Gillian like that, and I certainly wasn't complaining, just enjoying her pussy's hungry spasming around my cock as I hilted inside her. Her legs came up, wrapping around my hips, dragging me as deep in as she could, rolling and forcing my cock to twist pleasantly inside her, her hands stretching out as she just clamped onto me, pretty much attaching herself to my body, her nose winding mashed up into my chest.

It was very sexy and pleasant, seeing her sharp response to watching me fuck Gillian like that. I decided to roll her around, my dick twisting around her insides as I flopped onto my back on the bed just in time for her orgasm to finish. She panted heavily, her eyes a little unfocused as she came down from her ecstatic high, and it took a few seconds for her brain to restart enough to realize what had happened - the way I'd moved her on top of me.

At that point, though, she started to bounce, clearly horny judging by the way she just instantly went at it, ramming her hips up and down. "Fuck, fuck, Roger," she panted, hands on my stomach as she rammed away. She looked cute and sexy like that, just losing herself in the moment, worked up from watching me fuck Gillian and only now getting it out as she rammed away on my hips. "Nnn, fuck, fuck," she panted out, her tongue literally lolling out of her mouth between words. "Gonna, fuck, I'm too excited," she whined out, an almost doglike note to the whine.

"You can't be too excited, Stitch," I reassured her, hand sliding up her thigh, teasing her clit softly with my thumb. "I love it when I get to see a girl come, okay? It doesn't matter how fast it happens."

I think she actually took my reassurance to heart, because she promptly came in that position, a howl escaping her throat as she cast her head back. Her pussy went wild around my cock as she came in that position, her pussy continuously and hungrily gripping down on my cock, my thoughts momentarily lost in the feeling of that tight, muscular pussy of hers.

A glance to the side out of the corner of my eye showed that Gillian was doing her best to grind against the straddle vibe she was sitting on, panting and mewling pitifully. When she caught my gaze, she spoke up. "Goshujinsama, raise the level, please."

I couldn't help but snort. "It's already on the max level, Jill," I told her, casually raising and lowering Fifi on my hips with one hand. I grabbed the remote, pushing the up button, to no effect. "See? Can you really not come? Did you blow out your pussy from masturbating too much?"

"I need diiiick," she whined.

I just sighed. "Whatever. I'll get back to you when I'm done with Stitch here, got it?" I said, turning my attention back to Fifi - who seemed very excited by those words. Not apologetic as I'd half-expected, but enticed, pounding her hips up and down my dick rapidly.

"You, you'd rather fuck me, than her?" Fifi asked, a hot note to her voice of intense arousal. Fifi was by no means the ugliest girl in the world, but I understood that Gillian was a hot superheroine with a fit physique, full breasts, a nice ass, and silky soft hair that turned out to feel great to rub your dick in.

"Yes, I would," I told Fifi, my hands gripping her hips tight and taking over control of the pace, pumping her up and down my dick. "There's a reason you're living here and she isn't, isn't there? I didn't even invite her to move in."

"A~ahm," Gillian whined, rubbing herself against the straddle vibe - and she finally managed to come, mewling and jerking her hips back and forth as she just spasmed in pleasure.

"Ah, ah, fuck, sorry for being, such a quickshot, it's just, hot to watch you, be so dominant, and then, with me, you're so ni~ice," she said, then came all over again, moaning and howling out her pleasure as I fucked her on my cock.

"Of course I'm nice to you. I like you. Gillian's annoying, I just fuck her." Remembering our earlier conversation, I wondered if she was annoying all the time in part to avoid guys getting feelings for her? Whatever the case, I was starting to get closer to the edge myself, so I leaned up on the bed, finding Fifi's lips with mine, pushing my mouth against hers, tongue forcing its way past her lips. She jerked, twitched, and seemed to come all over again, her tight pussy going wild - and at that point, I finally came, groaning as I unloaded inside her freely.

When I was finished, I slumped back down onto the bed, staring up at the panting form of Fifi, drool cascading slowly out of her mouth, drip-dripping down onto my chest.

"I'm going to fuck Jill some more, alright, Stitch? You can tell me no, she can just stew for longer," I said.

"Nuh, no, watching's, hot," she panted out. "I need to recover," she got out.

I wasn't sure how helpful watching me fuck Gillian would be for her problem - but I popped her off my dick anyway, going over to the chair and grabbing Gillian to fuck her some more.

This time, Fifi actually touched herself as she watched me fuck Gillian like an onahole, which was insanely hot. We wound up keeping her on the bed as we fucked like rabbits atop her, as I attached various sex toys to her while I wasn't fucking Fifi, and in general, we had a really nice, fun threesome.

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