Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Bonus Chapter: Mira Works Hard To Please Roger
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Mira sat on the couch, leaning back, legs crossed, and spoke aloud her thoughts. "What would be a fun thing to do with Roger, that I can only do, because I know about his thing?"

"You're not the only one who knows," Tsuru said mildly from next to her.

"Yes, well, I'm the only one who isn't a teenage girl or an obnoxious boor."

"Gah!" Tsuru said, feigning falling backwards on the couch. "You're hurting my feelings, sweetheart."

"Oh? You're not nineteen?" Tsuru snorted at that. "I'm serious, though. This whole time, I haven't been playing the sort of role he'd like, because I was unaware of these differences. I am a very caring lover, you know? I want to make my partner feel good."

"Mhm," Tsuru noted, idly flicking her hair. "You know, I'm your girlfriend, he's just a slut you fuck."

"Oh, you fuck him too, and you- nngod!" Why was she even getting involved in this stupid argument when she knew damn well Tsuru didn't actually care about it? "Stop distracting me with your senseless whining, woman!"

"Sorry, sorry," Tsuru said, leaning in and giving Mira a kiss on the neck. "Hmm. Well, what are things women love the idea of, but men hate?"

"I do recall reading a survey which said men were much, much less interested in enjoying pornography during sex than women are. I had figured it would be like anal sex, perhaps a twenty percent approval rating among men? But no, it was seven percent. Given the experience with the VR headset... I'd rate it as highly likely he'd enjoy porn during sex."

"Especially given you'd be out of the way, sucking his cock," Tsuru noted. "He does like blowjobs, in case you didn't notice." She hummed for a moment thoughtfully. "He likes big tits, too."

"Yes, well-" Mira paused. She was about to say that given her position in life, she couldn't exactly go about getting bolt-ons now. But... actually, she didn't need surgery to get bigger breasts. "That's a good idea. Hm." She squinted for a moment in thought. "How does he feel about having his cock size changed? There's a lot of big tit porn, for, you know, the ego thing... if he enjoyed having an extra-big cock for a day, I certainly wouldn't mind handling it..."

"You're cute when you're thinking," Tsuru said, obviously thirsty for some touching. Mira idly pushed at Tsuru's face, making her let out a whine. "Oh, alright. I suppose that I should help you satisfy the sluttiest man on the planet, because I'm such a great girlfriend."

"Thank you," Mira said, succinctly.

* * *

I was seated at my desk, glancing at the clock - there were just ten minutes left on the work day, and nothing really to do but look at more cat pictures - when the door to my office opened. "Alo, Roger," Mira said, a smile on her lips. She shut the door behind her, humming faintly as she met Xico's gaze - and Xico promptly turned scarlet. "I was wondering... do you ever fantasize about having a huge cock?" She asked.

"It isn't my most common fantasy by any means, but sometimes, sure," I told her.

She let out a small laugh of relief. "Whew. Was worried for a second that the question was inappropriate. Ordinarily, you ask a guy a question like that, and you're going to have something thrown at your head," she explained, a vivacious smile on her lips. "I imagine it'd be like asking a girl if she'd like to buy some bolt-ons back in your world, but I can't say for sure." I nodded in understanding - I could definitely see that getting something thrown at your head, at least with most women. "Right." She clapped her hands together. "Just checking on that. I was hoping to treat you to a very pleasant evening, to make up for lost time, and make clear the importance of honesty in any relationship, even that of sex friends. I am racking my brain for all the things a man from your world might enjoy during sex that a man from this one wouldn't. Would you care to see the end results?"

"Sure. Is it going to be a giant orgy?"

Mira let out a small laugh at that. "Considered, but rejected. It will just be you, and me. I have pride as a lover to repair, and just arranging a giant sex party hardly does that. Besides," she said, tucking her hair behind her ear, "if you were the kind of man who only cared about being swarmed by hot bodies, you'd probably have gotten married to Nora by now. Lord knows she'd pounce on that, with her sex drive being what it is. Anyway. See you after work," she said, giving a small nod of the head.

Shortly after she left, Priscilla came into the office, being rather less sure than Mira about inquiries into my cock size. Fortunately, there was Xico to mediate, and soon enough my cock became a full foot in length, at least while erect (otherwise, it would've been pretty hard to leave the office), and I set out to enjoy Mira's planned evening.

* * *

Mira was wearing a long, knee length coat when I entered her home, and she watched me close the door behind me. "Now, women are generally ready for sex the moment the fellow drops trousers," she said, "but I also wanted to go that extra mile, so..." She undid the button on the front of the coat, and shrugged it off, revealing two things.

Firstly, she had her tits pumped way up in size, from a modest C to ones that could outdo Kate or Tsuru's by a cup or two. Secondly, that she had gotten underwear that was clearly designed by somebody whose interpretation of the concept was creative and meant to be visually appealing rather than practical. Heart-shaped holes in the bra, and a similarly shaped slit in the panties, combined with a vivid red color and lacy production that hinted at the bare skin below - well, I was no longer able to walk comfortably due to the truly absurdly-huge hard-on I was wearing, large enough to make me wonder if Priscilla had actually made it a foot or perhaps had underestimated so it was actually even longer than that.

"Yes," Mira said, with a little fist pump. "See? This is the advantage of honesty, Roger. The woman can cater to your every fantasy."

"And apparently when her name is Mira Stone, she very much wants to," I said.

She let out a soft laugh at that, reaching out to take my hand. "Come along then... lover boy," she decided, pulling me into her living room, in front of a very large television screen. "Let Mira Stone do what she so very dearly wants to," she declared, putting me down on the couch - and surprising me by sitting next to me, rather than kneeling in front of me like I'd honestly been expecting.

She popped the button on my pants, unzipping them one-handed and without even sparing a second glance, but reached over for the remote control. "Now, I wasn't entirely certain what you liked, but I do have some intuitions about this sort of thing. For one, most porn is made for a female audience," she explained, clicking open a menu on the television screen. "But there is some porn for men. I did a good bit of sleuthing to find what was simultaneously highly rated, for male consumption, and likely to appeal to you. We can watch samples of each," she said, as she successfully fished out my cock, not sparing a second glance despite her obscene outfit and the fact that she was starting to jerk me off, "or just judge by titles."

I let out a faint gasp as her thumb brushed along the ridge of my cock, stimulating me in an intensely pleasant fashion. But I managed to regain focus on the television screen, currently displaying a menu containing four different porn titles. Each title rotated between a handful of screenshots, and I just studied them for a good while, with Mira finally turning her gaze away from the TV back to me, a sly smile on her lips.

Marital Delights looked rather like something you'd see from the most vanilla sort of porn: lovey-dovey married sex. The wife gave the husband a couple blowjobs, got fucked around the house, and that sort of thing. Certainly enticing, especially considering that the gal in question was quite beautiful, but my gaze flicked to the next anyway.

Anonymous Trips to Heaven was about a man going to a club and getting fucked in the bathroom by a sequence of implausibly hot women, all of whom seemed to be fawning over him, by the screenshots they selected to advertise it. There were four actresses that I counted, but guessing by the length of the video, each one couldn't have had more than thirty minutes or so of sex dedicated to her.

Girl Gangsters had a similar many-on-one theming, but it was all at the same time. The girls wore outfits that made them look like low-class criminals, albeit implausibly attractive ones with nice fake tits. The tats common among porn performers probably worked better for that scenario than the others, and they just attacked the man, working together to suck and fuck him.

Apollo Pills: Home Sweet Home seemed to be mind control themed, and also probably incest by my best guess. Three 'targets': two older women and a younger one, probably aunt/mother/sister, all with the word 'step-' added to the front for plausible deniability, who seemed to be added to an expanding act of group sex as each one stumbled upon the previous. It was definitely mascdom, judging by some of what I saw, in contrast to the more femdom angle of Girl Gangsters.

"Fuck it," I said. "Hand me the remote," I ordered her, earning a playful laugh as she handed me the remote. She didn't wait for me to pick, instead leaning down over my cock, sucking the very tip into her mouth, licking at it, flicking her tongue along. I let out a little pant of pleasure at that, especially since she was also jacking me off at the same time. I considered the four videos... then decided to just start with Marital Delights.

I don't know, maybe Nora was rubbing off on me.

Mira responded by humming softly around my cockhead, her lips faintly smacking it, while on screen I skimmed past the 'welcome home, honey,' bit to the part where the sex actually started. On screen, the wife descended to her knees, fishing out her husband's cock and starting to suck it, pausing in between licks and sucks to tell him how much she loved him. "I love you so much, darling. I just love, love, love, your cock," she said, kissing all over it.

Mira was watching out of the corner of her eyes - but she began to slide down my length anyway, making me just groan as she moved to slowly but surely deepthroat me, my leg kicking at the air as my cock twisted around to slip into her throat, my brain briefly frying from the raw pleasure, my cock furiously pulsing and threatening to explode outright even though barely anything had happened, either on screen or in reality.

Mira hummed around my dick as it rested in her throat, even as the woman on screen kept giving doting little kisses to the cock in question. I started to skim forward at that point, shifting past the blowjob - which appeared to not involve a whole lot of actual deepthroating, just jacking off and kissing and suckling, like they wanted to show off the dick or something - to the actual babymaking marital sex, where the gal was on her back and telling her husband how happy she was, how much she loved his cock...

Mira shifted around at that point, keeping my cock in her throat as she easily slid down to kneel before me, distracting me from the video by the show she made. I did notice, at that point, that her ass was definitely improved in addition to her tits, rounder and curvier than normal, and my dick pulsed in response. She noticed, and even managed to guess what had enticed me that way, planting one hand on either of my thighs and shifting her whole body to raise her ass up, sitting in the most awkward position possible to deepthroat me while porn played behind her.

I skimmed forward, wanting something a tad more extreme to distract from the extremely sexy view Mira was giving me - curved ass cheeks pointing up at the air, tits hanging down low, lips distended to hold my cock in her throat. Sadly, however, the scene didn't even include a doggy style scene. "Do any of these have doggy style? That extra-nice ass of yours today has me wanting to look at it."

Mira slid her lips up my cock at that point, the whole thing bouncing as it escaped her throat. "Anonymous Trips' third girl gets fucked from behind, Gangsters has a scene where the guy fucks the girl doggy, fingers two others, while the fourth whispers dirty talk in his ear, and Apollo Pills has the mom get it doggy style on her marital bed."

"Which is roughest?" I asked, and Mira hummed at that, twisting her body forward to wrap her tits - still contained in that obscene, lacy bra - around my cock. It was thoroughly lubed up, but she still drooled down into it.

"Roughest meaning the most force?" Mira asked, as she started to give me a titfuck in that position. I nodded in response. Her new tits felt so nice around my cock that I suspected Priscilla might have made me extra sensitive - or maybe she made Mira's tits extra-pleasant to have wrapped around your dick somehow. "I think it's Gangsters. The fourth girl in Trips gets assfucked from behind pretty rough, but it's not doggy - she's pinned against the stall wall. But if you mean the meanest, you little sadist," she said, a playful curl to her lips, "it's definitely Apollo Pills."

"Damn," I breathed out. "You have no idea how hot it is that you watched all four of those just for me," I told her.

She let out a little laugh at that, jiggling her tits around my cock in the process. "I have a little idea. I am a genius, you know. But, I had to watch more than four. Don't worry; I used transcription software and fast forward to save on time," she told me, leaning down to kiss the tip of my cock where it popped out from between her breasts - then starting to suckle on it.

With how enormous I was at that point, it wasn't hard for her to manage as much, quietly sucking on the tip, her pursed lips wrapped taut around it. It looked incredibly enticing, and I just stared down at the show, pumping my hips up, my cock rubbing against her palate on each thrust, easily bouncing out of her large tits. I flipped back to the menu screen and took a long moment - during which Mira just about mauled her tits into my cock, sucking all the harder around the tip of my cock as she worked me over - before settling on the Gangsters video, fast-forwarding to the scene Mira had described.

It was definitely hot - and all the hotter because I was enjoying it with Mira, her lips softly smacking around the tip of my cock, which throbbed furiously in her mouth. Her nipples were hard, and quite exposed, given the lewd bra she was wearing, and it was an absolutely gorgeous sight. Her body shifted at that point, raising her ass up and up into the air, doing her best to keep her tits on my cock, until I had a pretty good angle. By the way her body wobbled in place, it was a hard position to stay in, but that just made it even sexier to see her trying so damn hard.

I decided to let her off easy, grabbing the back of her head and forcing her all the way down my cock, unceremoniously ending the titfuck and letting her use her hands for balance. On screen, the 'Gangsters' were bouncing their asses for the guy, while the one who wasn't getting fucked or fingered was whispering in his ear. "You're going to be used as a fuckdoll by the four of us, puto. You're going to get used by us as our personal fuck machine." She kept going on in that vein, while Mira's diligent tongue slid all over my cock, her head twisting faintly from side to side to get that extra little bit of my extra-long dick, her throat quietly swallowing around it.

I just leaned back in pleasure, enjoying the moment, and the show - both the porno, and the beautiful billionaire currently raising a particularly curvy ass into the air for display purposes. I released my grip on the back of Mira's head and just relaxed, going so far as to close my eyes for a few long seconds and listen to the wet sounds of Mira sucking my cock, and the woman on the television discuss in intimate detail how I was going to have to fuck her and her friends for good.

Then I opened them again, finding to my distaste that Gangsters had started to move on from that position to a new one, at which point I flicked back to the menu, hurriedly seeking out the 'fucking up against the bathroom stall wall' scene that Mira had mentioned. It was definitely a sexy scene, a gorgeous young Japanese woman with long hair with her cheeks flushing as she got raised from behind, pretty much pinned in place as she gasped and squirmed, glancing over her shoulder intermittently with a 'fuck me' look in her eyes that had my cock throbbing in Mira's mouth.

Mira slid off at that point, a wet pop accompanying the movement, shifting to kneel and titfuck me again as she caught her breath. "Enjoying yourself?" She teased, humming faintly as my cock twitched in her breasts.

"Yes, very much, thank you, Mira," I told her.

She licked her lips at that point, leaning forward to start suckling on my cockhead again, pumping her tits up and down my length all the harder. On screen, the gorgeous Asian girl moaned like crazy on the man's cock. "Oh, you're the best, oh, I don't normally even like anal, but it's so good, your cock's so good!" She came at that point, or at least pretended to, and it had my cock furiously pulsing in between Mira's breasts, watching the show as she kept titfucking me.

"Your cock is pretty good," Mira said, with a hum. "Though I suppose right now that's more a compliment to Priscilla than you," she noted, giving me a quick peck on the tip. "Should I make you come nice and fast, or do you want to drag this out, Roger? That's one that I can't imagine is quite the same in your world as in this one."

"It's not," I agreed, pushing my tongue against my cheek. "Just keep doing like you're doing," I told her, and she nodded, pumping her tits on my cock up and down, the large voluminous things squeezing all the tighter on my cock, the bra continuing to highlight her perky nipples as she worked me over. Her eyes looked up at me, a smile on her lips, as she pumped me up and down - and occasionally, my gaze would go up to the screen, as that girl just kept on fucking coming. I almost couldn't believe she was acting, because it was just so much. Maybe she was a quickshot?

Either way, the scene soon ended with the guy just nutting in the girl's ass, and it was quite tempting to come myself - especially given Mira's hard work with her tits on my spit-slick cock. Instead, though, I spoke up. "Could you give me a loving blowjob? Mm. You like watching porn?" I asked her, unsure for just a second.

She let out a small laugh at that. "I do. I think I know the position you're suggesting," she said, clambering back up onto the couch, getting on her hands and knees to my side, and leaning forward to start suckling on the tip of my cock, brushing her hair behind her ear in order to watch the screen out of the corner of her eyes. I switched videos over to Apollo Pills, and she popped off for just a second. "The scene you're looking for is the one where the gal with the biggest tits is getting doggy style fucked on the bed," she told me, before leaning down to start sucking on my cockhead again.

I let out a soft groan at the sensation, her lips currently pursed and sucking, her tongue snaking around the very tip of my slit. On screen, the 'mother' figure was speaking. "It's completely natural to cuckold my husband with my son," she said. "Please fuck me and give your stepsister a baby brother. Creampie me with your thick cock." The actor who was playing the man got up behind her, gently pumping back and forth, idly playing with her tits - which of course interested me on Mira's body, too.

I reached for her breasts, groping one in my hand, enjoying the fullness, softness, and sheer size of it. Mira gently bobbed up and down the uppermost part of my cock, her tongue swishing all along my length, her hand working over what of my dick wasn't in her mouth or throat. She was practically jerking me off into her mouth - and then she started to slide forward, having to twist both her body and my cock to allow my sheer length to find its way into her throat. I gasped at the feeling, my length twitching and threatening to erupt. Mira just hummed around my dick, and I twitched faintly in response.

Wet glugging noises escaped her throat, while on-screen the stepmother character gave all sorts of lewd comments to her son. Mira occasionally hummed or nodded in interest or recognition of this line or that, or to my physiological response to them. She was definitely taking an active interest in the film, if for no other reason than to identify exactly what about it was getting me hard, and soon enough she seemed to have reached some conclusion on that matter, because she took the remote from me, flipping back to Marital Delights and hurriedly fast-forwarding to one particular scene.

On screen, the wife character was speaking, while simultaneously giving a titfuck to her husband. "Oh, baby, I love you so much, I want to have your baby, I want you to creampie me. I want to get bred by you. Please, please, let's have a baby together, you want it too, don't you? Oh I love you." Her fingers were pretty much mashing her tits into the cock, recalling my earlier experience getting a titfuck from Mira, intensifying my pleasure. Soon enough, the dirty talk shifted in tone, though. "I love your cock in my tits, it feels so fucking good, oh I'm gonna come baby, I'm gonna come from a titfuck, I love titfucking you, I love it!"

The actress squealed in what was almost certainly a fake orgasm - but it definitely did something for me, exactly as Mira had guessed, because I erupted in her mouth at that point, just spraying hot cum all over the inside. She slid up to the tip and jacked me off furiously into her mouth, humming and slurping and sucking and swallowing noisily while I just came. When I was spent in her mouth, she popped her lips off, showing off her tongue to me, making my dick twitch.

"Right. You're a blowjob lover," she said, with a grin, even as she jerked me off. "A fellatio fan." She licked her lips at that. "Mm. I think I could probably do better on picking out the porn next time. How do you feel about next time? Same ideas? Anything not good?"

"Is this time not done?" I asked her, honestly a bit worried, and she laughed at that.

"As long as these tits are still fat, this time isn't done," she reassured me, leaning up to actually just smack them into my face. My cock twitched in her grasp, and I just shifted my lips around to start sucking on her nipple, making her hum and sigh. "But I'm a hard worker, Roger. I'm a proud woman. Making men come tells me that I'm successful, that I'm capable, that I'm sexy and men want to fuck me. Knowing that all this time, you've been having sex half as good as it could be - well, I have to make up for lost time." She pulled back from my face at that point. "So, before we continue, let me ask again: anything major I should tweak, going forward?"

"No, it's been pretty good so far. Though... how about a seated ride? We can both watch the movie better that way."

Mira let out a laugh at that, glancing back at the television screen. On screen, the woman was getting her tits quite thoroughly pounded. She had a faint look of consternation on her face, and must have noticed me noticing. "Just realized that I should have set this up in the bedroom. Was thinking I should lay my head back so we can both watch it while you titfuck me, but obviously can't do this there, and the televisions aren't all hooked up to each other. But," she said, shifting to present her back to me, moving over my lap, pointing my cock at her slick sex - which, incidentally, was still in those lewd panties - "make sure to grope my tits. Even if they're out of sight, I can tell you like them," she said, before sliding down my length, and I did exactly as directed, groping her breasts in either hand as she bounced on my cock.

We went like that for the next hour or two, with Mira coming up with all sorts of ideas for how to make the situation that little bit sexier or better, and me enjoying every last second of it.

Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Bonus Chapter: Xico Date & Anal First Time
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Xico had been worried when she'd come over to Roger's house for a nice at-home date. (He was really frugal, so he liked at-home dates more than going-out dates.) She was nervous because she'd gotten two different movies to watch.

One of them was the normal kind of date movie you got for a guy you liked: an action movie with some swoon-worthy romance on the side. It was about a normal guy who found out he was actually a secret agent in hiding, and then he had to go on a mission... it was pretty recent and highly reviewed.

The other one was a porno, with lots of blowjobs in it. The title was "Blowjob Palooza V3." Lope had said it was the highest rated blowjob porno around. She still felt weird about it, though, because it was just... porn. On a date. She knew Roger wasn't like other guys, but she still felt nervous about it. She'd look like such an idiot if he didn't like it.

"Hi," she said, as he opened the door, both movies in her bag.

"Hey, Xico," he said, giving her a warm smile. "Come on in. So what movie did you bring?" He asked her, once she'd stepped inside. The question was totally innocent - he was wondering if it was some girly (boyish, in her terms) romance movie or what. There was no suspicion at all.

"Um. I brought... two," she admitted, after a long few seconds of hesitation. "One is... an action... movie," she explained. "The other is... a porno... with lots of... blowjobs."

She felt his arousal spike at those words, the way his brain instantly moved from assuming that the movie would be something simple and fun to something sexual and intimate. She couldn't help her eyes from flicking down to his groin, and he was definitely sporting an erection at this point. He was wondering if she wanted to watch the porno or the action movie - she honestly didn't have an opinion on it.

"We can watch... whichever you want?" She'd picked them both out for him, not for herself. If it was her... she probably would have picked something else. Like a musical.

"Alright, then," he said, gently taking hold of her wrist and pulling her along with him to the couch. "Put in the porno," he told her. She felt her cheeks heat up at that, but she reached out with her thiasyar, popping the disk out, pressing the button on the DVD player, and placing it inside. She then settled down next to Roger as the movie started to play.

Her thoughts were entirely on Roger's, not the television screen. Porn didn't do much for her, especially after she'd actually had sex - it was just pixels on a screen. The real feeling of actual sex, of male and female arousal, of all those things... back in the compound, she'd gotten those good vibes pretty constantly, and now that she was living in the same building as Roger, they were also pretty common. Different, though, given the reason why was because they were... well... because the man she loved was having lots of mutually-enjoyable sex with other women who really enjoyed sex with him back.

But Roger liked porn. He worried for a brief bit that the porn might be meant for female viewers (and thus be close-ups of the guy's face), but apparently it was at least theoretically meant for couples, because there were shots that really got both actors in the camera, getting a view of the woman sucking the guy and the man getting sucked. When it came to the parts where it was more male focused, Roger's attention drifted, so Xico grabbed the remote and started to fast-forward through them.

"We don't have to skip," he told her, and she shook her head at that.

"I don't... like porn... like that... I like it because... you like it," she explained, and she could feel the pulse of arousal from him, the almost carnal, basal reaction to her words as she spoke. Then his thoughts turned in a very dirty direction: Then you don't have to watch. "I don't," she agreed, giving him her best smile as she got in between his legs, handing him the remote. She felt the heat in her cheeks rise at his obvious response to her behavior, his active desire for her practically exploding thanks to her new position.

It felt really, really nice, to be receiving his gaze like that, and she reached for his pants, gingerly unzipping them and working to remove his cock. She knew it was 'teasing,' which he didn't really like, but she also got to feel the way his desire got ever more intense in response, which was really nice. It only took ten seconds or so for her to have his pants and underwear around his ankle anyway, but by the end of it he was desperate for her mouth. She really liked that. No guy had ever wanted her 'like that' before, and it was just... so nice...

She leaned into his cock, taking it past her lips, her tongues flashing and corkscrewing around his length as she started to descend. She'd gotten really good at it, she could tell, because Roger sometimes would mentally compare it to Nora's blowjobs, and she knew Nora had gotten a lot of practice at fellatio (and had the advantage of having even more tongues than Xico).

She slurped on his cock noisily as it remained just outside her mouth, while her tongues stretched extra far, a couple slipping out past her lips to worm along his dick. His attention was divided - half on the video, half on her - but that only made his arousal spike further, so she liked it. He groaned as she slid his length into her throat, starting to squeeze around his cock as she pushed her nose into his shaved pelvis, her nose mushing into the bone down there as she held herself down. He groaned, casting his head back for a moment, one hand coming down to softly run through her hair, and then he turned all his focus down to her.

It wasn't that he wasn't aroused watching the video - it was more like, she was doing good, so he wanted to give her all his attention out of... politeness, sort of. So she reached out with her thiasyar, very gingerly pressing it against the underside of his chin and tilting his head back up towards the video.

"God, Xico," he breathed, as his gaze went up to the television screen. "You just... god," he breathed out, not able to quite express it, but she understood it anyway, nodding around his cock to make that clear. It wasn't quite love that he was feeling in that moment, but it was certainly a very intense appreciation, for her as a person, and that made her heart flutter just a little, as she kept her nose in his groin, her tongues continuing to caress his length from every angle.

She slid up, slowly and languidly, enjoying the obvious delight that ran through every fiber of Roger's being as her tongues slid up, all the way to the very tip, lips caressing it right around the cockhead, tongues flashing along in delight, teasing the slit, as she stared up at him. Their eyes met for a moment, and she must have been wearing a very cute face to him, because his arousal spiked again, his hands going to her head, something raw and intense and carnal (and very nice for her to be on the receiving end of) led him to grab the back of her head and just shove her down his whole cock, making her deepthroat him a moment later. He groaned in pleasure at the sensation, as he ground her into his pelvis, leaning forward, refocusing visually on the screen - and then he erupted directly into her throat.

She took it gladly, basking in the sensations of him coming, his desire for her. On screen, she knew, the guy was coming all over the girl's face, but down here she was taking his cum directly into her stomach. He liked the contrast, so she liked it too, because she liked him and wanted him to be happy. When he was finished coming, he gingerly pulled her up and off his cock, her lips leaving it with a wet pop as she let it out of her mouth.

She felt his desire for her just continue to climb, his cock still pleasantly hard in front of her face, coated in spit. "Do you want... more... blowjobs?" She asked him, feeling nervous as she did, and his dick just twitched in response.

But he was actually a really giving lover, so he wasn't satisfied with the perpetual fellatio that she would gladly give him. Instead, his thoughts spun round to how he could pay her back. She tried to think about that too. She didn't just want to be perpetually giving, if that wasn't what he wanted. (She probably would have gotten tired of just blowing him, eventually, but it would have taken a while, and definitely not just one date.) What was something they hadn't done together yet? Her cheeks flushed at the thought that he had, which bounced against her head, but he dismissed it out of hand.

"We can... do anal... if you want," she told him. She felt embarrassed to even ask for it. Anal was what girls who were really big jerks demanded their boyfriends do, no matter how they felt about it, and most guys didn't like it... but then, in his world it was probably the opposite? So he'd like to... fuck her ass. She gulped just putting the thought together. His cock was pretty firmly lubed up, after all, though she still felt somewhat nervous. Would it hurt him? Would her butt be too tight?

His cock throbbed in response to her words despite her embarrassment (maybe even a little more because of it, insofar as she picked up), and he just hefted her up in his arms easily, his cock still bouncing around beneath her. "We haven't done that before, have we?" She shook her head. "So this'll be your first time?" She nodded, feeling a certain amount of trepidation - she was sure he'd had plenty of anal with other people. He seemed to like the fact that he was a virgin, which was because he was from a gender-flipped world, and... "Let's get these clothes off," he told her, planting her in his lap, his hard cock mere inches away from her stomach as he took hold of the bottom of her shirt, pulling it up and off.

His eyes wandered across her stomach, obviously liking it, not even minding the weird circular marks that ran across her bare skin, a mark of her taliké heritage, and instead just unbuttoned her bra, wanting to see even more of her. She shivered as her breasts were exposed to the cool air - and he promptly grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off, revealing his own bare skin, sexy and muscular and making her feel the momentary impulse to lick every last inch of it, her clit idly throbbing as she contemplated his naked body.

"Can you float?" He asked her, knocking her out of her momentary daze, her cheeks glowing as she hurriedly did so, letting him grab her skirt and panties and simply peel them off, tossing them to the side, leaving her naked in front of him, other than her socks, which he contemplated for a moment before deciding to leave them in place. He grasped her hips, then paused. "Do you want to do it here, or back in the bedroom?" He asked, his dick twitching after the question.

"Oh! Bedroom," she said. It would be her first time, after all. "Um..." He was more experienced, so he should be on top, right? He'd know what to do - she'd mess it up and hurt him. "You on top?" She suggested, feeling nervous as she spoke.

"Sure thing," he told her, then kissed her right on the lips, making her heart flutter again, as he hefted her up, gently carrying her over to the bed, laying her out on it, his cock throbbing and idly sliding against her stomach as she got into position, that momentary feeling of his still spit-slick cock brushing across her bare skin sending shivers up her spine. She parted her legs as fast as she could for him, and soon he was right atop her, pointing his cock at her asshole, gently grabbing her hips in one hand and coaxing her into position, his other on his cock.

She felt delightful tingles of anticipation, as he pointed his cock at her asshole. She'd felt the emotions of a couple of girls who had gotten ass-fucked by Roger, so she knew that it was pretty good. She just swallowed as he started to push, feeling the sensation of being slowly-but-surely speared on his dick, her whole body faintly twitching as she did so. "Ah, ahm," she panted out, feeling so full and simultaneously so empty at the same time, wanting him to keep pushing in. He misinterpreted her noises, pausing with just the very tip of his cock inside her, and on some uncontrolled instinct, her tentacles snapped onto his hips and tried to drag him inside her.

It was something she felt really bad about the moment she'd done it, but she dragged him two full inches into her asshole in the process, sputtering in pleasure as her eyes rolled around. He just grinned at that, delighting in her sudden, carnal response, feeling reassured that she was fine with it, and he leaned down over her, pressing his lips against hers, his tongue slithering into her mouth a moment later. She batted back at it with her own tongues, happily teasing and playing with them as he started to push himself ever deeper inside her.

It felt truly amazing, the way he pushed inside her, his hands taking hold of her hips as he pushed himself ever deeper inside her. Both of them groaned and panted, her eyelashes fluttering wildly as she felt him fill her up. He was enjoying himself too, mentally noting that her ass was 'even tighter' than her pussy, which he apparently really liked, which she really liked. Her tentacles slid up and rubbed along his back, while her hands did the same for his head, holding him in the kiss, just losing herself in the moment.

Hot spit changed mouths, tongues flashed against one another, they sucked face - and then Roger bottomed out inside her, his entire cock contained inside her asshole. He pulled back from the kiss, catching his breath for just a moment, and then she felt the way his thoughts warped as he used his power, one hand going to her clit, thumb brushing across it. She felt only the mush of emotions that he felt, as he delighted in his view of her naked body as he teased and played with her clit, his entire cock buried inside her asshole.

The two stimuli, together, added up to her coming in half a minute or so, thrashing about on his cock as she did, her head casting back as her tentacles snapped around flagrantly and wildly. He slowed himself down at that point, just relishing the tight feeling of her asshole and also letting her pick up his thoughts. She looks so sexy like that, I want to kiss her again. In response, she wetly flapped her mouth open and closed, inviting him down, and he promptly swooped forward, pressing his lips against hers and all but smothering her in a fresh kiss. She moaned in delight.

She loved it - the feeling of him in her ass, the feeling of his tongue in her mouth, his lips against hers, his thumb still teasing her clit. He wasn't fucking her, just holding himself inside her, but she liked the fullness anyway. It felt so delicious and tight, her wet pants carrying between their two mouths, and she could have laid like that forever. She even considered asking to igoss, so they could enjoy being 'united' in another way too.

Before he broke off the kiss, though, he started to pull out, and it promptly made her eyeballs roll around in her skull, a lewd moan escaping her lips. He was surprised by how much she liked it, and he just started to tease her clit all the more thoroughly, vigorously, as he broke off the kiss to take a few breaths and to admire her naked body. She felt his thoughts speed up, but not so much that she couldn't read them any longer, his pace of withdrawal becoming staccato and his thumb on her clit intensifying in how good it felt. He was trying to keep his thoughts just-legible to her, mentally telling her to smack him with her tentacle if he went too fast.

She wouldn't have minded if she couldn't read his thoughts any more - just the feelings he was having, raw lust and desire and affection and wanting to be nice to her and pamper her and all those other things were delicious even if they weren't added together with anything coherent. As it was, though, she could also get those coherent thoughts of his, and she really liked listening to them too:

She looks so cute like that, her butt wiggling on my cock. She's going to come soon, I can tell. I want to see her o-face again, but she likes being able to listen to my thoughts, so let's keep it steady, Roger. Mmm, she's asking for another kiss with those lips of hers, here you go, Xico. Here's my tongue in your mouth again. My free hand's playing with your breast, you like that?

She moaned into his mouth in response to the mental question, nodding as best she could. She felt his cock twitching inside her, the way his thoughts adjusted as his own arousal climbed. She let out heavy breaths into his mouth as they continued to kiss, her tongues swishing up against his as his dove down deeper into her mouth, and she started to actually just suck on his tongue, enjoying the taste of his saliva as it came down into her mouth.

The whole thing was a sweet, blissful ecstasy - and then, with just the very tip of his cock inside her, he started to push in again. He groaned at that point, his cock wedging its way ever-deeper inside her, his hand grabbing her hip as he pushed in. He broke off the kiss, to leer down at her again, staring into her eyes as he caught his breath - the fact that he was operating under light-superspeed made his expression all the sexier, his breaths coming out super fast, like he was gasping for breath, a super-sexy sight (and sound).

Combined with his high-speed thoughts continuously examining her body, both for how sexy she was and for what her responses were... she came before he'd even bottomed out inside her all the way again, moaning as she thrashed on the bed, her tails smacking against the mattress sharply. She felt so good! Anal was amazing! She even understood, a little bit, why a girl might try to pressure her boyfriend into doing it, even if he didn't want to and it was wrong to pressure your boyfriend to do things he didn't want.

Roger responded to her thrashing about by thrusting his lips forward into hers, mashing into her mouth as she squirmed on his dick. She moaned happily, hands coming up to grab the back of his head, tentacles once more snaking around his waist, as he simply bottomed out inside her again, their bodies once more becoming one.

She remembered, though, that she wanted to ask about igoss, so she gently smacked his chest. He broke off the kiss, slowing down to normal speed, his thoughts having absolutely nothing but sincere concern for her well-being. "What is it, Xico?"

She blushed as he looked down at her, obviously worried about her. "I... can we... igoss?" He let out a chuckle at that, nodding, and then she pulled him back into a kiss before igossing him again. His emotions and thoughts and feelings and everything else hit her like a tidal wave, and she got to see that the anal didn't just feel good for her, it felt good for him, too. His own thoughts were only that he should maybe be harder in his pumping, and while for the moment she liked just grinding him down inside her, she also wanted it to be good for him, so she released her tentacles on his hips.

He started to slide out of her, then, slowly, languidly pulling out of her. Both of them felt dizzy with just how good it felt, but it was even better for her - at least, bodywise. Roger was just groaning in pleasure at that point, and now that he knew that she liked it, he wanted to go even faster, pulling his cock back with increasing force. Her eyes spun around in her head as he pulled all the way out in a single second, actually going beyond what he meant to, his dick popping free of her asshole.

He just grabbed his cock and pushed right back in without concern, too horny to do anything else, and she loved that fact, the way he was obviously so intensely attracted to her, the way he wanted ever more, the way his cock pushed in, and in, and the way she was filled up, and up. Her head spun in pleasure as he rammed himself down to the base inside her in a single swift stroke, then started to pull back, his own breathing erratic with lust. A few strokes later - a few seconds later, the strokes now coming fast and hard - and she came on his cock, and he joined her immediately, both of them letting out cries of pleasure as he unloaded deep inside her asshole, just plugging her up and finding completion in her ass.

Roger panted and sagged atop her, his mind running over his own physicality, wondering if he'd be able to manage a third orgasm after such an intense second one. He also mentally noted this meant they couldn't do non-anal things, since he didn't want to stick his dirty cock in her mouth (unlike with Kate, who liked it - she blushed at picking up that little bit of embarrassing info, and he winced), and he definitely didn't want to go ass-to-vag and risk causing an infection.

"A... bath?" She suggested, and he nodded, though he didn't trust his legs to reach all that way. She tilted her head to his bathroom, opening the door, then reaching for the tub with her thiasyar, fumbling for a moment to find the stopper, before putting it in and twisting the faucet to get it going.

For Roger, the moves made him all the more aroused, and he started to pump his cock slowly, languidly inside her, really taking his time. They both were breathing heavily as the pleasure coursed through their bodies in stereo, her pussy and clit throbbing in delight at the way he was going at it, their mouths both half-parted as they let out noises of pleasure and bliss. He wasn't aiming for an orgasm, but it felt so fucking good, as he pumped, that she worried they were going to experience one anyway.

In the end, they didn't - the languid, staccato assfuck ended with him withdrawing from her butt after a few minutes, stumbling to his feet and just flopping into the warm water, knowing she was floating behind him thanks to their continued igoss. He groaned in pleasure as the heat hit his naked body, and she let out a similar blissful sigh as she peeled off her socks then her well-used ass hit the wet water. She licked her lips as she came to rest in his lap, the water level still rising as his hard cock popped out over the water.

She reached down for it with her hands, starting to gently stroke it as it rested halfway over the waterline. She licked her lips as a naughty idea came to his mind - using her tentacles - and she promptly brought them into things, sliding them around his dick, just stroking it with hands and tentacles both. He definitely liked the tentacles stroking him, so she let go with her hands to just wrap one large, wet, warm, smooth tentacle around his cock and start to jerk him off like that.

"Oh, that's good," Roger breathed out, and she tilted her head back to face his, kissing him on the lips. Mmm, this is nice, I'd rather we were face to face, but wait, her tentacles come out the back, so- she promptly obeyed the unspoken idea, twisting her body around, kissing him face-to-face and running her fingers through his hair as the water level slowly rose.

When she next thought about how sexy his chest was, his own thoughts immediately affirmed that she should definitely start groping him, and she couldn't help but obey, reaching down for his bare chest and sliding her fingers along his chest. He groaned into her mouth in response, liking the way she touched him. He liked being 'objectified' like that, being felt up and appreciated, liked knowing she thought his body was sexy. Even the absent thought that she should lick his bare chest just got him hornier, his cock twitching in her grasp, and by that point the water was high enough she was pretty sure his dick was clean...

But she kind of wanted more anal anyway. She slid her body back, pointing her butt at his cock again, holding it in one tentacle and pointing it right at her asshole. He loved the show, the way she had herself positioned, her naked body on full display, and she slid herself down his whole dick in just one swift stroke, not wanting to be gentle for just a moment. Both of them groaned as she speared herself on his cock, their pleasure climbing rapidly alongside one another, as her butt came to rest on his pelvis, the warm water providing plenty enough lubrication for the insertion.

She shivered atop him as he rested deep inside her, and her hands went to his shoulders - then she leaned in, licking at his chest with all her tongues, enjoying the way that he enjoyed it. Her tongues flashed along his pecs, feeling them up, running across his sternum, sliding down towards his stomach. Almost absently, she reached out with her thiasyar to turn off the faucet, finding the current water level more than enough. Roger was pretty much just lying back and taking it as she licked in - but the moment she had that thought, instantly, he was in it, reaching forward with his hands to grope and caress one of her breasts, the other sliding down towards her clit to tease it between his two index fingers.

"You are so cute," he said, the words he spoke genuine and completely unrepentant. You're so sexy, she thought back at him, knowing how much he'd like it, knowing he'd like it even more because they were igossing and he could feel her sincerity. He groaned in response, his hands starting to get more insistent, his thoughts momentarily speeding up before he realized he might break the igoss and he slid back down to normal speed.

He did notice, however, as she was licking and sliding across his bare chest, that she wasn't bouncing on his cock - so she promptly started doing that, pushing herself up with her tentacles and legs both, sliding herself until just the very tip of his dick was contained in her asshole. There was a strange delight to that particular sensation, the way her rosebud kissed and suckled on the tip of his dick - but she wanted more, and so did he, so she slammed herself back down unceremoniously, making both of them gasp at the multiplied sensation.

"Fuck," he breathed out. She started to slide up his length slowly, her trembling legs and tentacles and thiasyar surprisingly hesitant - and his own carnal desires overpowered hers, grabbing her by the hips. She felt both of them get excited and anticipatory, before he started to pump her up and down on her cock.

In his mind, he was momentarily worried that he was treating her like a sex toy, just a jerkoff aid - in her mind, that just made it hotter, the idea that she was so cute and sexy that a guy like Roger, who could fuck pretty much any woman he wanted, was currently intoxicated and enticed by her naked body and her tight ass to the point he was ramming away inside her. In response, he thought he wanted to kiss her, and both of them leaned forward until their lips found one another, tongues dashing through one another's mouths, seeking out weak points as they kissed and licked, as tongues flashed against one another, as his cock throbbed in her asshole.

Her tentacles, her legs, her thiasyar, his hands, his hips, they all came together for exactly one purpose: fuck her ass up and down on his cock as hard as they possibly could. He groaned at that thought, moaning into her mouth, his own body quivering with desire as they kissed seemingly endlessly, lips smacking against one another, until at last she came on his cock - and he immediately followed her, her convulsing, tightening ass serving to ring an orgasm out of his cock, hot cum sprayed deep inside her waiting asshole. Both of them kissed like that, moaning and grasping one another, lost in the moment.

When her orgasm finished, she popped her lips off his and just flopped onto his naked chest, pressing her cheek against it, listening to his heart beat as she quietly rested atop him. Her eyes were half-lidded as she held herself against him, her breathing soft and whispery, while his own seemed thunderously loud as his chest rose and fell.

It was crazy how good he was at sex.

It was crazy how happy being with him made her.

He just gently stroked her hair, some of him wishing he fully reciprocated her feelings. The rest of him - and the rest of her - was looking forward to their next assfuck. As it turned out, it started just ten minutes later.

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Superheroine Seducing Accountant, Chapter 79: Merry Christmas
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Christmas uses human instinct to encourage spending. When someone does something good for you, you naturally want to respond in kind - this is widely used by countless scam artists, religious institutions, and salesmen in general. Thus, when you create a social expectation of gift-giving, human reciprocity kicks in to cause people to buy things not just for themselves, but for everyone they know. Even if you would never buy anything for yourself given the opportunity, you're encouraged to spend hundreds or thousands of dollars on others and - if the system operates properly - receive similar quantities of money in return.

Businesses rely on Christmas sales to avoid bankruptcy - this is its primary function, and why it is so fiercely defended by the government and cultural warriors. You never hear about a "war on Thanksgiving" or a "war on Easter," but Christmas lines people's pockets, so of course they defend it, just like a worker will desperately defend access to their paycheck from a boss trying to steal it from them.

When you're a child, of course, you just get presents without giving anything of substance in return. Your disconnection from the economy means that Christmas seems so wonderful to you, which in turn creates a series of emotional connections that help you coast into spending large amounts of money as an adult on gifts for friends, family members, coworkers, etc. Like any child, I enjoyed the parts of Christmas I was able to appreciate, but once I became an adult and started being expected to give people Christmas presents (and therefore spend significant amounts of money), I've become less positive about the holiday.

I did, however, expect this Christmas to be unusually good. Mostly because I was fucking basically everybody that I knew well enough to get a gift, so sex could be the gift, or at least a core part of the gift, or the gift could in some way make sex better down the line (which was ultimately a gift to myself).

There was actually an office party for Christmas at Star Heroic, which was the only thing that really filled me with any concern about the pleasantness of the holiday season this time around - after all, office parties normally sucked. I did hope that it would turn out to be better than expected, if only for the fact that everybody was a literal superhero, except me and a handful of other employees.

* * *

This wasn't Lope's first Christmas party at Star Heroic, but it was her first Christmas party as a real employee. She'd only turned eighteen this year, and before that, she'd been just an intern, getting some training and mentorship from experienced heroes and heroines, but not really able to actually be part of the team. Just a kid, like Xico, except her power was only any good in a fight, which she was barred from participating in.

Now, though? Now she was the equal of all these people. She looked around for the guys - the man-meat at Star Heroic was off the charts, even if the guys were mostly ten years or more her senior. Hank was fucking hnnng, and unmarried somehow (you'd have figured some chick would've put that on lock, for fuck's sake), Alexios had sexy monsterboy vibes, Roger was a fucking hot slut, and there were the married guys too that she could still ogle. She spotted Stitch, apparently doing the same thing as her, albeit with a single minded focus on Roger.

"Yo-ho, Stitch," Lope said, grinning at the doggirl. She offered her fist for a pound, and Stitch dutifully handed it over, knuckle smacking against knuckle for a moment. "So you live at Roger's, huh?" She asked.

"I'm a tenant," Stitch said. "But we live in the same building."

"Yeah, but he owns the building," Lope said, and Stitch nodded at that, maybe something like a smile tugging at her dog lips. "So he's like, your sexy landlord."

"It's not really that sexy," Stitch said. "I mean, in itself," she corrected.

"Yeah, but you get to fuck him whenever, which is sexy, right?"

That made Stitch's cheeks color a little. The chick could act like such a badass bitch (and she was, literally iced an alternate universe US President), but then whenever Lope brought up Roger, she got like this. It was pretty cute, but she got why Roger clearly didn't plan on wifing Stitch. For one, he could wife Xico instead, and Stitch was nice, but Xico was Lope's best friend. For two, the face, y'know? "I... do, yes," Stitch agreed, after a moment.

"Man. Fuck. I should've started renting like Xico did," Lope said, letting out a long sigh. "Now it's all full up."

"It is?" Stitch asked, her brow furrowing. "There are six units..." She counted off on her fingers for a moment, stopping at five. "Who's the sixth?"

"What, is it open? Did he lie? Did Xico lie?" She asked, baffled by the idea that the units weren't all filled.

"I mean, I never see the sixth unit used..." Stitch said. "Maybe somebody's renting it without using it?"

"Who would do that? What sort of monster would do something like that, huh?" Lope demanded. "Goddd it was like ten thousand a year or whatever, but I'm living with my mom which is zero, so I couldn't justify it to myself. I'm so dumb!" She clonked herself on the side of the head. "Getting to fuck Roger in the morning and night would be, just, fuck me."

"I mean, he can't - there are four women living with him. He's not always available."

"Yeah, yeah," Lope said, with a wave of her hand.

* * *

Esther was playing table tennis with Tsuru when she spotted Roger out of the corner of her vision. She'd really been struggling to come up with an appropriate date for him - she was half-considering just inviting him over for dinner and following it up with whatever. Tsuru, of course, noticed her momentary distraction and purposefully bounced the ball the opposite direction, but Esther was an old hand with a young woman's reflexes, so she snapped her wrist to flick the ball right back despite Tsuru's attempt to cheat.

"It's not cheating," Tsuru said, even as the ball went past her. "If it's cheating for me to use my powers, then it's cheating for you to use yours, granny. So get out some dentures and a cane," she said, sticking out her tongue at Esther.

Esther would have gone back to crushing Tsuru, but honestly, she'd rather speak to Roger. She had wanted to do something romantic and thoughtful, so she figured picking his thoughts on the subject would be best. (She was more than aware that Roger was sexually active with about a dozen other women - but this was the twenty-first century, you had to get used to that sort of thing if you were going to live here.) She abandoned the table tennis game with only a quick, "Bye, Tsuru," before walking right over to Roger. "Roger," she said, taking his hand in hers and gently kissing the back of his knuckles. "Sorry, I haven't been able to pick something out for you. I wanted to do something romantic, but I just worried I'd waste your time." Expressing the way that romantic gestures made you feel uncertainty or awkwardness, and that was the reason they weren't coming out left and right, was always a good strategy with men.

Roger let out a small, awkward laugh at that. "I actually had a similar concern," he admitted, making Esther arch one eyebrow. "I wasn't even sure you'd prefer a romantic idea to a different one," he admitted.

"What's my other option?" She asked, playfully.

Roger leaned into her at that point, leaning down towards her, his lips tantalizingly close to her ear, his breath just brushing across her bare skin - "Sex."

She blinked at that, somewhat surprised - men really were different in this era, weren't they? "We've had sex before, handsome," she pointed out, letting her hand trail along his chest.

"It would be however you wanted it," he said, clearly getting into it in his own right. She did like this exciting note to him - a sort of bad boy thing, at odds with his normally pretty dour, professional mien. It reminded her of an old boyfriend from back in the 70s, when the sexual revolution had just started kicking off. "So, Esther? How do you want it?"

She wanted to tease him just a little on the subject, so she said the dirtiest thing that came to mind - "Anal in that closet, then, darling." She affected an exaggerated drawl on the last word, and she fully expected him to laugh at her obvious joke - instead, he just nodded, reaching down for her butt and giving it a squeeze.

"Let's go, then," he told her, and while she almost wanted to take it back, she was honestly too surprised (and aroused) by his utter willingness to do so.

She headed into the closet alongside him, with him closing and locking the door behind them. It was a small supply closet, and he just gripped her hips and spun her around, showing off that take-charge side of his that was definitely sexy in its own way, popping open the button on the front of her pants. "You sure you don't want any foreplay?" She asked, as he started to pull down her pants. "It can be rough without it," she said, worried he wouldn't enjoy himself.

He paused at that. "Ah, yeah, I guess we should lube me up," he said. "Don't want it to hurt," he said, humming as he glanced around. "Almost forgot, sorry."

She didn't really know what he was apologizing for - the laps in memory, probably? Either way, she just turned back around and got on her knees. There was always one classic source of lube for anal, and she knew that it was a great way to make sure the guy enjoyed himself. He let out a noise of surprise as she pulled down his pants, revealing his hard cock to the open air, and then wrapped her lips around it, slowly sliding down his length in a smooth, well practiced motion. "Fuck," he breathed out, groaning as his cock twitched in her throat.

She slathered his cock with as much spit as she could manage, twisting her head from side to side as she did so, tongue lashing along the underside of his length, closing her good eye as she focused on the cock in her mouth. Her goal right now was simple: completely coat the thing with her spit, and she could do that better by feel rather than by sight. She hummed around his length to add in that little extra note of pleasure for him, and he gasped at that, one hand going down to the back of her head.

She just let him put it there, her hands stroking his thighs as she worked him over, licking and lapping, drooling so much spit out of her mouth she was worried about getting dehydrated. Some of it splashed down onto the front of her top, and she hoped nobody would figure out what it was from - that would be embarrassing. Either way, after a couple of minutes of savoring the flavor of his dick and getting it totally ready, she slid off his cock with a wet pop, glancing at the spit-slick thing, now shiny with her saliva. She gave it a few strokes to really spread the spit all around, then drooled out one last dollop on top of it, before getting back to her feet and presenting her ass to him again. "Go for it," she told him, with a grin. "I can't wait for my Christmas present much longer."

He pointed his cock at her puckered asshole, gripped her hips with one hand to hold her in place, and then slid inside her. She groaned at the feeling, so exquisite, dirty, and special, her ass squeezing down on his cock as she felt him fill her up. Her free hand reached down for her pussy, teasing her clit with circular movements of her finger as she enjoyed the assfuck. "Your ass is really nice," he breathed out, as he bottomed out in her asshole, his balls lightly tapping at her clit. He leaned over her, shifting and wiggling his hips inside her, stimulating her still further, making her let out a small gasp as his lips came close to her ear and whispered. "Are you enjoying your Christmas present?"

His voice was teasing and sweet, clearly wanting so much to hear her say yes. That just made her want to say no. "I don't know," she said. "It's just getting started... I've only gotten one pump so far," she added, a smile on her lips.

He started to pull out, much quicker than he'd pushed in, and as the crown of his cock came to tease at the ring to her asshole, he rammed himself back inside, making her gasp at the sudden, forceful penetration, her finger on her clit getting that little bit more animated. "Better?" He teased, pulling out once more with a smooth motion, and she nodded rapidly, not fully trusting her voice. Only a little bit of pressure, and the man turned into a rapacious slut, and she loved it. He slammed back inside her again, and she came, feeling like an absurd quickshot as she did, but unable to resist the pleasure.

A bit of saliva dripped out of her mouth - but even as she spasmed in pleasure, Roger didn't stop fucking her. He just rammed inside her, again and again, one hand slipping inside her shirt, groping her breast roughly, passionately, his lips now finding her neck and pressing against it, kissing her. His breathing became erratic, and his pace inside her kept accelerating, to the point that it became obvious he was using his power - not that she minded. The superhumanly fast pumps just felt better at better, as she was practically turned inside out on his cock. He actually started to bite her neck, and she squirmed in pleasure as her finger on her clit got more animated... then he took over that for her, and she exploded in bliss a few seconds later, moaning loudly.

"Enjoying your Christmas present now?" He asked her, a teasing lilt to his voice as he suddenly decelerated inside her, her spasming ass squeezing on his cock. She nodded rapidly, frantically, unable to speak a single word to say as much. He just chuckled at that, then his pace accelerated once more, rising to that superhuman level, making her practically go cross-eyed with pleasure.

He was rough and hard with her, and she fucking loved it. The combination of intensity and pleasure and desire had her coming again and again, feeling like she was just dripping all over his hand and the floor too, even if she consciously knew that wasn't true. She did salivate quite a bit, noticing a small puddle that grew larger the longer he fucked her, her hand pressing against the wall as two orgasms became three, then four, then five, and six, until she lost count somewhere around thirteen or so, bouncing on his dick with pure bliss.

She wanted to say something, to verbally express her appreciation, but her mouth wasn't cooperating with those desires, so instead she just bounced back and forth, her breasts swaying - at some point in the sex, he'd unbuttoned her shirt, and undone her bra, letting her breasts sway back and forth. He played with them roughly, just squeezing them in his hands, but at this point she was so horny it only added to her pleasure, her pussy convulsing as another orgasm hit her. She let out a lewd mewl of pleasure as she came all over again, closing her eyes and letting the pleasure wash over her.

"You've got a lot of endurance," he said to her, his pace slowing and her pleasure declining sharply. "How long have we been going?" She let out a noise that made it clear she didn't know. He grunted in acknowledgement. "Do you feel like you've gotten your Christmas present?" He asked her, making her let out a giggle, which she was sure stimulated his cock inside her. His words were clearly some mix of impatience - he wanted to go back to the party - and desire to actually fulfill her fantasy of getting assfucked in the closet.

"Ah... yes, I guess, we should stop," she replied, and at that point he pulled out of her, making her sigh, still leaning against the wall. His sudden absence was unpleasant, but she could feel some of his cum inside her, though she had no idea when he'd put it there, its presence only becoming obvious to her now that the stimulation had died down. He helped her pull back on her pants, put together her shirt and bra, and once she was properly cleaned up - though obviously still a tad messy from the rough fucking - the pair left the closet.

She let out a long sigh, as she just found a place to sit down, thankful for regeneration because her ass wasn't sore at all. She'd really have to come up with a damn fine romantic evening - and goddammit, she'd forgotten to pick his brain for how.

* * *

Kate had found Lope and Stitch talking about some basketball stars, and she joined in with casual ease. Lope, being a horny teenager, was rapidly dragging the conversation towards which of them were the most fuckable, but Stitch clearly considered it a bit less interesting of a subject matter, gauging by her attempts to turn it back to the comparative merits of the current top player and the now-retired former best player (which, being from another universe, she didn't know that well).

All that attempt at conversation ended when Roger tapped her on the shoulder. She immediately turned her gaze to him. "Hey, Rodge," Lope called out from behind her, and Kate did her best to not look like a submissive sex freak for the moment. "What's up?"

"I was just wanting to talk to Kate for a bit, do you mind?" Kate knew that it would be ridiculous to expect him to call her Sow in public, but she still felt a tiny pang of gratitude that he didn't.

"Nah, go for it," Lope said. "So anyway, Jackson's sex tape really showed he's not that far up in the dick department," she explained, to what Kate was sure was Stitch's annoyance. "I may not know what Mason's dick looks like, but it can't be much worse."

Either way, Kate followed after Roger as he took her away from the party, to a quiet hallway outside it. "Here's your present," he told her, offering her a small box; she pretty much immediately just tore the wrapping paper off, pausing for a moment with the crumpled up wrapped before just tossing it (accurately) into a bin about ten feet away. She took a deep breath, then opened the box gingerly.

Inside, was a curled up leash. She gulped as she saw it, her hand automatically going to her throat, to the choker she wore. There was part of her that was instantly horny and wanted to fuck Roger right now, but she knew that they were at work and a party and sex here would be a bad idea and get her caught and cause Roger problems. "Thank you," she said, in a soft, quiet voice. "I really like it."

"Thank God," he said, letting out a laugh-sigh. "I was worried you might not." He paused for a moment, glancing back at the party. Was he about to ask her to-? "Hey, mind if I'm straight with you for a moment?" Kate shook her head rapidly. "I might want to fuck another girl at this party, but I was just doing anal, so my dick isn't clean. Are you willing to fix that?"

Her mouth worked brainlessly, even as her clit hardened like diamonds and her pussy started pretty much gushing. She was glad she was wearing the microkini, because it was water resistant and wouldn't stain. Roger was asking to fuck her mouth to clean off another woman's ass from it. "Uhm..." She gulped. "Okay, Sir," she said. "Sorry, Master," she corrected, a moment later, and he practically dragged her off at that point.

She barely even processed anything that happened between that and the point at which she was kneeling in front of him in a closet, well away from the party itself, his hard cock bouncing in front of her face. She could smell that he had been telling the truth, but she dutifully wrapped her lips around the tip of his cock and slid her mouth right down his whole length, making him groan in pleasure at her work. She did her best to clean his cock with her mouth, even as one hand snaked down to her pussy, starting to masturbate as she stared up at him.

"Thanks, Sow," he said, running his fingers through her hair, and she actually felt a truly ridiculous surge of pride from the statement, despite how completely ridiculous it was. He was thanking her for letting him use her mouth to clean his cock. Any normal woman would feel unbelievably degraded and debased by this act, but here she was, squirming in pleasure, and not just the raw arousal and desire, but actual happiness at being praised for it. Her own self-awareness only made the humiliation even more intoxicating, and she came beneath him, moaning around his cock, her eyes rolling up. "I'm glad you're enjoying yourself too," he said, and she did her best to drunkenly nod around his cock.

At that point, he started pumping his hips against her face, seemingly forgetting altogether about the goal of cleaning his dick off. Kate figured he probably had mostly cleaned his cock off anyway, but she still did her best to clean off any lingering remnants, licking at his length rapidly, twisting her head from side to side to add to his pleasure, her throat wetly swallowing around his length. "Take off your top," he ordered, and immediately her hands moved to undo the buttons on her top, shucking it off as he fucked her throat even then. Her tits bounced wildly, now that they were only in her microkini, which she took off without even being asked, leaving her breasts to bounce free.

"You're such a good girl," he breathed out, and once again, she felt an absurd surge of pride, and her knowledge of her own fucked up sexuality made her all the hotter. "Fuck, fuck," he grunted, intensifying his pace still further, just ramming his cock away at her throat, as she wetly glugged around it. "Here comes," he groaned, just bottoming out in her throat and spraying his cum directly down her esophagus, bypassing her mouth altogether. She kept on swallowing and licking at his cock, doing her best to completely clean it of whatever other woman's asshole, as he erupted. When he was finished coming, he pulled out of her mouth, his cock twitching in front of her face.

She leaned into his cock, sniffing it noisily - and the scent of that other woman still lingered on it, quite clearly. "I didn't clean it all the way off, Master," she said.

He let out a confused laugh after a moment, then nodded. "Right, right, get back to it, Sow. Sorry, your mouth was too good."

She smiled at that before wrapping her lips around his cock once again, sliding her tongue around his length, carefully monitoring the taste of him. In some places, the unwanted flavor of the other woman had disappeared; in others, it was still present, particularly along the top of the base of his cock. She used her flight to swivel her whole body, making it easy for her to start licking that region, getting a thick hit of that flavor once more - even as she frantically masturbated all the while. She wound up coming for the second time before he did, moaning around his length as she spasmed in pleasure, and there was that casual chuckle of his - not so much sadistic as enjoying the absurdity of her behavior, recognizing what she was and finding it funny.

It all only got her hotter. By the time he came for the second time, she'd come three more times, and thoroughly cleaned his cock.

* * *

As I half-staggered back to the party, my balls feeling totally drained, I flopped into a seat and just caught my breath. Kate really was a vacuum cleaner of a girl, honestly. The idea of going for a third girl was the farthest thing from my mind at that point, just wanting to recover enough it wasn't too obvious what I'd been doing with her. I let time slow down for me, recovering a good bit as I sat there while everyone else moved in slow motion.

Lope wound up coming over to me, smiling, which forced me to resume normal speed. "Hey, took a while giving Kate her gift," she said, with a lopsided smirk. "Wonder what it was, huh? Pretty dirty, doing that at the Christmas party," she added, with an eye wiggle.

I wasn't going to lie about it, but I also wasn't really interested in talking about it. "What is it, Lope?"

"Wha- hey, I'm just wondering, where's my Christmas present?" She asked me.

"I got you a couple video games."


"Bwuh," she sputtered out, looking utterly shocked. "Come on, dude. I can buy my own games! I want something better than that!"

"What did you get me?"

"...okay, also a couple video games, but come on! I'll do you if you do me," she suggested, wiggling her eyebrows rapidly.

"Give me a bit to catch my breath," I told her, and she nodded rapidly. "Also, this is terrible seduction method."

"A-ah, yeah, you're right, man, sorry," she said, looking actually sorry. "I was just, you know, I was thinking about how dumb I was not to start renting with you and keep living with my mom. Who owns the sixth unit at your place, by the way? Real person? Fictitious?"

"Kate from the other universe."

"Guh," was her monosyllabic response. "You know, I used to think we oughta be nice to them, but now I'm thinking they're stealing our jobs and our sluts," she said, and I laughed at her words.

"I have to warn you, I, ah, did anal before, uhm, cleaning my dick," I explained, not wanting to humiliate Kate too much. "I may not have gotten everything."

"Oh, I have a great solution," Lope said. "Just fuck my ass too, dude," she said, giving my shoulder a light smack. "Too far?" She added, after a moment.

I let out a laugh at that. "Not too far, Lope," I said. "I can recover quicker if we don't talk," I noted, then started to speed up time, completely missing what she said over the next subjective minute or two, until I'd recovered enough - at which point I came back to normal. "Right, let's go."

"That was like ten seconds," she said, in surprise. "Oh. Your power lets you do that? Cool," she said, grinning as we went to the same room I'd gotten my blowjob from Kate in. She promptly yanked down her pants, wiggling her ass at me. "Come on, anal," she said, her pert butt seeming genuinely inviting as she wiggled in place. "Fuck me, come on." I got up behind her, pointing my cock at her asshole, and just sliding my dick inside with a long, languid movement, taking my time as she groaned out her pleasure, fingers half-scraping at the wall.

* * *

Hell fucking yes, anal is so fucking good, Lope thought to herself, as she felt Roger completely plug her up with his fat cock. She panted softly as she felt him get all the way inside her, totally hilting himself on the first stroke. He really was a prime slut. If Xico wasn't into him, she probably would have tried to seduce him on her own. Maybe even succeeded, who knew? Either way, she couldn't do that to her friend, as she squirmed in place, completely speared on that dick. "So gooood," she half-moaned, wanting to show her appreciation for his hard work.

He slid back out of her, and the sensation of his cock practically turning her asshole inside out had her panting in half-bliss, her lips parting as she squirmed in place. Then he pushed back inside, and she wanted to scream in delight, but she kept her mouth shut as he pushed all the way inside her once again, really wiggling around in her asshole. Fuck, he was purposefully trying to get her off, goddamn he was a good lay.

After a few seconds of enjoying having him rooting around back there, her head popped up a different possibility: maybe it was uncomfortable for him because she hadn't lubed him up, like a total fucking idiot! "H-hey, you're, uh, it doesn't hurt, right?" She panted, and he just nodded in response. Maybe it did hurt. She tried to relax as best she could, her body trembling a bit as she held herself in place.

He seemed to notice, because as she remained as still and avoided clenching as much as possible, he suddenly accelerated his pace, well past any natural level, just ramming away. The sudden, dizzying intensity of it quickly destroyed her self control, and as he reached around to play with her clit, she could only moan and squirm on his cock like a total virgin. She could hear his breathing, ragged and erratic as he rammed away inside her, and it didn't take too long before she came from the assfuck, her toes curling as she strained her hardest not to painfully squeeze his dick.

Obviously, she failed, but he just let out a pleasant sigh of his own, completely hilting inside her as she came. "You're nice and tight, Lope," he breathed out, and her feet bounced a bit in place. "You feel great right now," he told her, and she could feel a faint flush to her cheeks at that point.

"You too," she replied, feeling completely moronic the moment she said it - his pleasant laugh didn't really fix that.

"Anyway. Let's get back to it," he told her, taking a deep breath before beginning to pound away at her all over again, making her gasp in pleasure at it. He was obviously using his power, and he hadn't complained, so she let herself just naturally tense up with each thrust, and she thought she could hear his breathing grow more animalistic as he fucked away, making her squirm in place, legs bouncing, knees knocking.

He felt so fucking good. She came a good half-dozen times before she felt him finally unload in her asshole, and she let out a long, languid sigh as he did.

* * *

After I finished up with Lope, I gave her ass a quick pat, took a distorted few minutes to catch my breath again, and headed back to the party.

I didn't make Kate clean my dick off again, so I didn't wind up fucking anybody else.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 78: Often More Than One
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I had my laptop on my stomach as Nora sucked me off, having just woken up, grabbed my laptop and my eager fellatrix both before settling back into a supine position on the bed. I had, by that point, spent two days keeping at least one of Nora's bodies at my beck and call for fellatio. Often more than one.

"Would you mind if I browsed porn as you sucked me off?" I asked Nora, as she bobbed up and down my dick, my mouth in her throat.

Her other body - which was now in the bathroom, taking a shower - turned off the shower for a moment and answered. "You may do so! I would prefer if the pornographic material was of sex with one of my bodies, but it is acceptable if you do otherwise!" My cock twitched in her mouth in response to those words. That body noticed my increased arousal, and started to bob more quickly at that point, slurping my cock up to the base, pressing her nose into my pelvis and swallowing around my length repeatedly.

I'd actually been planning to browse written smut - there was more of it that was to my tastes, probably because lots of it was written for heterosexual guys, unlike video porn which was mostly for straight girls in this world - but her words made me wonder if there was such smut of her. I quickly went to a favored erotic fiction website and found her in the celebrities section.

"Wow," I breathed, reaching down with one hand to push her into my pelvis. "There's a lot of smut of you on Erofic," I said.

I heard the shower shut off again. "Yes! My power is very sexually attractive to men! It allows men who like 'gangbangs' to experience them without the humiliation implicit in offering your body to a large number of strangers, after all! I rarely feel as if the versions of me are accurate, however!" At that point, she emerged from the shower room, having clearly quickly dried herself off, standing naked and calm as her other body swallowed around my cock. "I once attempted to write a short, three thousand word such story; however, I received only an average score of 3.19, which was incredibly low, and it received negative comments due to the 'prose being very bad.'"

"What's it called?" I asked her, immediately wanting to read it. The body currently getting choked out became more enthusiastic in its fellatio, swiveling its head side to side as it continued to choke on my dick.

"Ah. It is titled, 'The Time An Attractive Man Had Sex With Nora Kleiner, AKA Fork.' I wrote it from my perspective, as I was not confident in my abilities to write a male character, and also am still not confident in my abilities, as I am not a writer." I was already finding the story on the site.

I skimmed down to the sex part, at which point, Nora spent pretty much the whole time discussing how amazing the sex was, how much they were both orgasming, how she liked how he felt, and also tried very hard to get him off as well. The prose was, indeed, bad, but the underlying ideas were definitely hot, my cock throbbing in her mouth as the textual Nora noted that she would have sex with him again, and attempt to reciprocate how pleasant the sex was by taking him out on a very nice and romantic date, and that she did not want to come off as clingy but was hopeful that they could have a successful long-term relationship eventually ending in marriage, as she wanted that with most men that she had romantic or sexual contact with.

It was short, though. I was about to start rereading it when I noticed that Nora was there, and highlighted the first paragraph of smut before handing the laptop off to her. "Read the story off, starting from that paragraph," I told her, my hands going to her other body's head and beginning to forcibly pump her up and down my cock, the wet glug-glug noises of her throat an absolute delight to listen to, and soon accompanied by Nora reading off her own erotic descriptions of the experience of getting fucked by a man.

"His cock was eight inches long with a circumference of six inches, and that felt very good as she descended down his length Once she had completely bottomed out, his pelvis ground against her clitoris, further stimulating her. He said that he enjoyed the sensation of her tight sex, and she responded by noting that she also enjoyed the sensation of his large, erect penis. She began to slide up his length, which felt very good," Nora read out, in that same placid voice she always did, but now her cheeks were a very cute shade of pink, perhaps feeling embarrassed reading something like that out.

All the while, the body that was currently getting facefucked by me licked and sucked on my cock noisily, enthusiastically, some saliva dribbling out of her mouth to splash onto my balls and thighs as I took full advantage of her giving, generous nature. "Hum," I told her, and the body reading the story hummed. "No, with this body," I corrected a moment later, having to slow down time to avoid laughing and making her feel bad.

"Ah, I am sorry," the body reading the text said, as the one on my cock started to enthusiastically hum. I groaned, pumping away even more rapidly, enjoying as I cut off the hum, and as my cock repeatedly slid into her throat again and again. It felt amazing, and almost as amazing was the delightful sound of Nora continuing to read. "The feeling of his cock inside her was extremely pleasant. As was the feeling of pushing her throat down-" She paused, shaking her head. "I am sorry, of pushing her vagina down his cock." That little misspeaking, from the girl who was normally so clipped and precise, was what drove me over the edge, and I groaned as I ejaculated straight down her throat, closing my eyes and sighing as I found sweet release down there.

Once I was finished coming, I pulled the body off my cock. It was still wearing pasties over its nipples and pussy, and looked up at me for approval. "Great work," I told her, giving her a doting pat on the head. "Fuck. I wish I didn't have to go to work."

"If you wish to take the day off of work, I believe your contract has flexible days off," Nora said.

For a moment, I was ready to argue the point - surely I had to make those requests in advance? But I reached out my hand, and Nora handed over the laptop. I quickly went to find my day off policy and... yes, I could just take a day off whenever I felt like it. I had a full month of such paid time off, plus six months of paternity leave, plus a month of paid sick days. I was actually surprised as I read the terms there. I didn't remember them being quite that good - admittedly, probably a big part of that was that I'd started working at Star Heroic for the million dollar a year salary, but now that I was a landlord, that wasn't such a big deal. "Oh. Then fuck yeah I'm going to take the day off," I said, idly sending in my notice. "Thanks, Nora."

"You're very welcome," Nora said, with a light but sincere smile on both bodies. "Would you like to return to the fellatio part of your Christmas present?"

"Not right away," I told her. "I'd like you to get dressed in the pasties again," I said, pointing to the naked body, "and I'd like you to make us some breakfast," I said, pointing to the one that was already 'dressed.'

I'd actually kicked Bup out of my apartment for the duration of Nora's term as my eager fellatrix, just because she was too annoying - Nora was extremely happy to put her up in her apartment, since she wasn't using it. Nora just started to do exactly as I said, the two bodies going in their own separate directions, and my cock twitched a bit, as I got up and out of bed.

I didn't bother putting on clothes beyond a pair of underwear. It was my apartment, plus, Nora clearly liked it when I wandered around the apartment nearly-naked anyway. By extension, I liked it, since she was constantly eyeing me up. Even with her flat affect, the lust was blatant. I went over to the couch, settled down on it, and started playing video games. Soon enough, Nora sat down next to me, lacing her fingers together in her lap as she watched me game. Sometimes she would watch as I tried to avoid the giant dragon at the top of the screen's attacks. Other times, she would just stare at me - mostly at my bare chest, but also at my thighs and groin.

It took less than ten minutes for her uninhibited staring to rile me up enough. "Okay, another blowjob," I told her. "This body kneeling," I clarified.

"Very well," she said, and got down between my legs as I spread them, happily pulling down my underwear. She wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock and slid her mouth slowly and smoothly down, making me groan in pleasure at the sensation, idly brushing my fingers through the back of her hair.

Then I put both hands on the controller and got back to the game, as Nora quietly bobbed up and down on my cock, wearing those lewd pasties, staring up at me with her cool blue eyes all the while. Her blonde hair gently bounced with each movement up and down my cock, and she slid her tongue back and forth. I noticed that she was taking her time, more a pleasant and steady metronome than an earnest attempt to get me off. I didn't complain - it meant that I could focus on the game without needing to cheat by using my powers to calm down.

After a couple minutes of her wonderful bobbing, Nora emerged from the kitchen with a plate, on which were a full set of nachos. Chips, melted cheese, jalapenos, and a few seasonings to make the flavor particularly pop. "Would you like me to hand feed you, so that you can play, enjoy my fellatio, and eat at the same time?" Nora asked.

"Yes," I told her, and it was God's honest truth. I'd half been thinking of the same thing, and I was happy that Nora was sufficiently considerate to offer me the option all on her lonesome.

The taste of the food was only added to by the regular, firm fellatio, and the game itself, and the fact that Nora soon began speaking again. "Would you like me to continue reading out the text of my erotic fiction featuring myself to you? I can have another body look at it online and recite it," she explained, making my cock throb in her mouth.

"What I really want," I said, groaning a bit as the body on my cock worked extra hard, "is for you to... do the same kind of thing, but you're describing how much you love giving me blowjobs." I made a mental note to make sure that her Christmas present was just as great as mine had been. (Probably it would just be an extended sex session as well, with me making as many of her bodies orgasm as much and as hard as possible.)

"I see," Nora said. She took a few seconds, then began to speak. "Nora enjoyed the feeling of Roger's penis in her throat, as he was erect for her, despite having ejaculated just a few minutes ago. His salty taste was delicious, because she cared for him very much, and an individual's taste and presence are both superior when combined with genuine affection for them." She offered me another nacho, which I took as I kept playing. "She could feel him entering her throat again, and decided, spontaneously, to push her nostrils into his pelvis, so as to intensify his pleasure with a brief deepthroat. While his cock was in her throat, she swallowed repeatedly around it, purely to increase his own pleasure again." I groaned at that, my cock throbbing in her mouth, my fingers digging into the back of her head.

Rather than taking another bite of nachos, though, I used my superspeed, pausing the gaming, grabbing the plate and putting it down on the coffee table; then I dragged Nora into a surprise kiss. She let out a noise of surprise and delight as we started to kiss like that, soon grinding her nearly-naked body against mine, and my hand reached down for her groin, teasing her clit through the pasty, making her let out a small noise of pleasure into my mouth.

I started just groping the body I was making out with, feeling up her tits and ass both, enjoying the sensation of her throat at the same time. Nora responded by beginning to furiously facefuck herself on my cock, pounding up and down relentlessly, obviously aiming to get me off before I got her off. It only made me want to make her come all the faster, so I cheated again, slowing down time. At one tenth speed, her frantic bobbing felt more slow and methodical - though still very pleasant - but I knew that it was just the opposite for her, as my finger teased her body's clit with relentless, intense pressure.

My tongue battered around the inside of her mouth, and I enjoyed the feeling of her unresisting, compliant mouth, the way that it was so easy to just treat her gorgeous, fit body like it was an inert thing for me to act upon, thanks to my power. It only got better when she came like that, letting out a slow-motion moan into my mouth. When I broke off the kiss to admire her features, she looked unbelievably damn sexy, with the faint pink flush to her cheeks, the perkiness of her nipples visible despite the pasties, and her lips parted in delicious lust.

I leaned into her, hungrily kissing at her neck, down her breasts, peeling back one of the pasties to reveal that nipple and starting to suck and nibble on it. My hand continued stimulating and playing with her clit - all at superspeed, so for her the intense pleasure was like an electric shock, continuous and unending. She brought a hand painfully slowly up to the back of my head, gently pressing me tighter into her breast as she let me work her body over, the one fellating me working as hard as she could to pleasure me.

I heard my laptop beep, at some point in that moment of intense lust and desire with her, the sound coming off in slow motion - a glance over at it showed that I'd received a message from Nora.

At that point, I came myself. I just yanked Nora's body up off my cock, letting time resume as I sprayed hot cum all over her pretty face. She smiled gently, closed her eyes, and let her mouth fall open, tongue stretched out invitingly, happy to receive a facial as I jerked in pleasure. Meanwhile, the body whose tit I had been sucking on just stared at me quietly. "Did you notice the message on your laptop?" She asked, and I nodded. "Good. I believe that 'dirty talk' is an important part of our sexual relationship, but your power sometimes makes it difficult for me to say things to you. A text message appears to be the fastest way for me to communicate such things to you, as I can type at 100 words per minute with a single set of hands, or faster with two bodies working simultaneously, as they did in this case."

I smiled at her. "Your work ethic is really one of your best qualities," I told her, and she smiled lightly back.

"Your sexually giving nature is one of your best qualities. Despite this being explicitly a 'blowjob present,' you are nonetheless working to make me orgasm. I appreciate that greatly. I am hopeful that your own present for me is very good, though I would understand if you did not feel able or willing to manage a gift of similar pleasantness for me." My cock twitched a bit at that. With her social obliviousness, I had no doubt that her statement was absolutely sincere, not an attempt to gently nudge me to do what she wanted.

"I can tell you what it is, make sure it's to your liking," I told her, and she nodded rapidly.

"Yes. I do not like the part of a Christmas present where you do not know what it is, as it makes it difficult to know if the present will be good or not. Please tell me what present you are currently planning to give me."

"I was thinking of something like - a coupon you can redeem for an orgy, or something like that. I fuck as many of your bodies as you can supply, make them come a whole lot, you know. Whenever you want. Probably, ah..." I glanced down at the kneeling, cum-splattered form of Nora, still wearing pasties as she knelt there. "Probably more than one such coupon." Just one wouldn't really be fair, in the end.

"I see. That is an extremely pleasant Christmas gift, yes. I would prefer to have multiple coupons, though it is up to you to decide how many would be appropriate. I will look forward to receiving it."

"This body, go wash your face off," I said, pointing to the one I'd just given a facial. "This body..." I said, groping the ass of the one I'd made come. "Put back on the pasty," I said, offering it up to her - she soon moved to put it in place, even as I peeled off the pasty on her pussy, revealing her slick sex. "Now on your back on the couch," I ordered her.

She moved to obey without the slightest hesitation whatsoever, snapping into position, her eyes on me as she spread her legs. It was unbelievably tempting to just shove it in her waiting pussy right then and there - but I suddenly had an even better idea. With a bit of superspeed, I was able to surprise her, yanking her so her head slipped over the edge of the couch, her hair falling in slow motion around her features as her head was tilted back. With my hand, I forced open her mouth, my throbbing cock bouncing against her pretty lips, and then I just shoved myself to the base inside her mouth, groaning as I bottomed out.

I had actually been planning to fuck her, but teasing her like this had been too tempting. Still, with my balls slapping against her nose, and her hands moving up to grope and squeeze my ass cheeks appreciatively as she got her mouth fucked like that, I couldn't resist giving her some reciprocation. I leaned over her, wrapping my lips around her clit, my tongue flicking against it, one hand slipping inside her. The lewd moans she let out around my cock served to further stimulate me, my length throbbing inside her mouth as I spasmically slammed my hips into her face, my balls bouncing against her nose as she licked and slurped on my cock in her throat.

I made her come before I came, thanks in part to cheating, and thanks in part to the fact that I'd already come in her mouth twice. She moaned and jerked in place, spasming beneath me, her nipples scraping against my stomach as her back arched delightfully beneath me, lewd noises escaping her choking throat as she spasmed and drooled all over my cock. I heard her other body emerge from my bedroom, but didn't bother to look at it.

Nora was a smart girl, though. "I enjoy the feeling of your penis inside of my throat. It is very large and pleasant. I also enjoy the way you perform cunnilingus while receiving fellatio, despite not being required to, as this represents your nature as a very attentive lover. Please continue to roughly fuck my face until you ejaculate, which you may do in any position you so wish, including on my face, in my nose, in my mouth, or down my throat, at your preference," she explained.

Her wide offer made me have a certain sadistic urge, so I leaned up and turned my attention to the speaking body. I just grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to her knees right next to the other body, and she promptly let her mouth fall open invitingly, probably figuring that I wanted to bounce back and forth between her two bodies. Instead, I leaned back down, suckling on her clit as I fucked her face again. "Is there something in particular you wanted?" She asked, continuing to kneel there, having to watch her own face get fucked in profile. "I am willing to do most anything to make you feel good, Roger, as I love you and want you to be happy with me."

The casual 'I love you,' dropped unthinkingly, drove me over the edge. I leaned back up, pulling out of her throat as my cock threatened to explode - then I immediately twisted around to the kneeling body, the one that had just gotten done cleaning its face off, and came all over it, splattering it with a thick load of cum, making her close her eyes in acceptance. "Ahh... you just got done cleaning that face off, too," I said, but she just smiled lightly under the cum.

She spoke with the body that didn't have its face half-coated in a load of cum. "That is okay. I assume you enjoy ejaculating on a blank canvas more than on an already-ejaculated one, which makes sense, as the visual difference is great-mmf!" She was cut off as I shoved my cock right into her mouth, and immediately, she got to work sucking me off in response, letting me just pump my hips into her face. My hands went to her breasts, groping and squeezing them as I enjoyed the wonderful feeling of her mouth and throat, as her tongue slid along my cock in her mouth.

"Get another body over here," I told her, and the body with its face coated in cum nodded, the one getting throatfucked hummed affirmatively. "And wash your face," I added, and the one kneeling with my cum on its face went to the bathroom to wash off again.

This time, when it got back, I made it eat my ass as I fucked Nora's face absolutely silly.

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Nora was surprised by how many different ways that Roger found to enjoy fellatio. While she did not enjoy fellatio too much herself (as it did not involve significant stimulation of her erogenous zones), she was doing this as a gift to him, and the fact that he was enjoying the gift so much was a good sign. She also hoped that, perhaps, he would use the great enjoyment he got out of her fellatio to estimate how many 'orgy coupons' he should give her. For example, one such coupon per full day she spent at his fellatio beck and call seemed intuitive fair, though she was not certain that he would agree with this, and she would be happy with only a single orgy coupon (though she would like more).

In any case, she wrote down in a text document on her computer all the different ways that Roger had found to enjoy fellatio with her bodies. The upside down facefuck appeared to be one he liked quite a lot, perhaps due to the relative simplicity of bucking his hips into her face, but he also enjoyed making her give him a double blowjob with two mouths, while a third ate his ass. Sometimes he would make out with her as another body blew him. Other times, he would have her perform an extremely long and drawn out blowjob, lasting hours (she had had to switch out bodies multiple times to avoid suffering significant pain to her jaw).

He certainly did enjoy fellatio a lot. If they got married, she expected she would be performing a lot of fellatio, which she did not mind, as long as he also had sex with all of her bodies and helped satiate her extremely high libido. She fully expected the orgy coupons to demonstrate exactly how competent he was at such things.

She did start to consider how, exactly, she would manage it in a long-term monogamous romantic relationship. Perhaps one blowjob meant one orgasm for one of her bodies? It was not good to keep an exact accounting, but that did seem like it might be a rough estimate... however, a three hour long blowjob which ended in a single ejaculation was much more effort than two facefucks in the space of five minutes wherein he used his superspeed to repeatedly penetrate her throat.

Perhaps she would fellate him when asked, and he would fuck one of her bodies when asked? If they both stopped asking when it became obvious the requests were tiresome, that seemed to be a fair compromise...

He was now requesting she plaster three of her faces together, which she promptly did, allowing him to blow his load all over them. She heard him grab his phone to take a picture of the scene, which she did not mind, as she trusted him, and if he betrayed that trust, it would allow her to sever a relationship with a terrible person for a relatively low cost, as it was not as though she, an adult woman, was not permitted to have sex.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 77: Nora's Present
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I opened the door to my apartment to be surprised by Nora standing there, her hand held up as if ready to knock. "Hello, Roger," she said, putting her hand down.

"Hey," I said, feeling a bit awkward. I'd been planning to go pick up some groceries, but if Nora was here, I'd talk to her. "What's up?"

"I have learned that several other women have attempted to give you their 'Christmas presents' early, as you are highly sexual and enjoy sex to the point that it is an effective Christmas gift to you, and by extension, they will have to give the present early, or else all the presents would be received at the same time, or after Christmas, which would be less enjoyable. Therefore I would like to ask if you would like a sexual Christmas gift early, a nonsexual Christmas gift on the occasion, or some other option," she explained, in her usual exacting detail.

I thought about it for just about long enough to reach the obvious conclusion. "Sexual Christmas gift early. What were you thinking?"

"I was unsure entirely of the scope of your Christmas gift, however, my core idea was that as you greatly enjoy fellatio, and also I have multiple bodies, I would have at least one body available to fellate you at all hours, possibly to the point of actually fellating you at all hours. Additionally, I could add in 'rimming' or 'ballsucking' to the list, as I have multiple 'spare' bodies available, so you could enjoy a 'triple blowjob,' as I believe is the term, if that is what you would like."

Obviously, those words had my cock fully sprung to attention in my pants, and I shifted somewhat awkwardly in place. "Alright. I was actually, uhm, planning to buy some groceries, so..." Nora was hard to read, but I suspect she was hoping that I would be extremely eager for it, so I pivoted how I expressed the idea. "So, while I do that, why don't you bring two other bodies over?" I suggested. "That way, I can get the blowjob, ballsucking, and rimjob all at once as a proper start to it."

"Ah, yes, that is a good idea," she replied, nodding. "I will do so." She paused, simply staring blankly at me. "You can go to get groceries now," she added, after a second.

"Oh, right," I agreed, moving out of the doorway. "Uhm, you can go inside," I told her, and she promptly did exactly that, stepping into my room. I headed off to get groceries.

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Nora had prepared this body to have sex with Roger, by putting on 'sexy underwear,' according to what she had read online. She had purchased multiple distinct items of 'sexy underwear,' in case this particular item of sexy underwear was not effective at seducing Roger. This meant she had several spare sets of sexy underwear, which she would wear. The underwear was designed to emphasize her sex and her nipples, as these were erogenous zones and a visually-inclined gynosexual individual (which she believed Roger was) would enjoy looking at them freely. Further, there would be a distinct 'emphasis' placed on these zones.

However, the underwear was somewhat uncomfortable to wear when accompanied by normal dress of a shirt and pants. Her clitoris was directly rubbing against her jeans. Thus, she quickly stripped that body naked, sat it down on the couch, and idly watched TV as she brought two other bodies to the apartment complex.

She was very thankful that her 'set point' had risen by one recently, bringing her up to twenty-two total bodies, which meant she had an additional spare body, which made arranging to bring three bodies over more simple. She had not anticipated that he would desire her multiple bodies so much that he would immediately request a 'triple blowjob'. She had assumed he would like a 'slow burn,' but that was based on other men, and Roger was not like other men, in terms of his sexual predilections. She made a mental note to take into account that Roger was very 'quick' to reach arousal. Ordinarily, this might suggest that sexual activity would follow quickly, however, he also very greatly enjoyed fellatio, and clearly liked to focus on it, given his positive response to her offer of a fellatio-based Christmas present.

In any case, that body waited patiently for her other two bodies to arrive, go into her apartment, get dressed, then come to Roger's apartment. Elsewhere, a body was following a suspect, and elsewhere, another body was monitoring a potential cult safehouse. She had offered to use that body as a 'human sacrifice' for the cult, but the possibility of her being recognized was extremely high, even with hair dye, glasses, a wig, and other methods of disguising her identity. Elsewhere, another six bodies were currently in fisticuffs with a highly agile low-grade supervillain, who she believed they would defeat based on their current pace. Reinforcements were on their way there, anyway, so she was not concerned.

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My arms were carrying several bags of fresh food. Chips, soda, bread, peanut butter, potassium salt, ice cream... in retrospect, I probably could have asked Nora to help me carry them up, but the thought hadn't occurred, so instead I'd come up carrying it all in one trip. On the upside, my superspeed meant there wasn't much risk of the materials tearing, as I arrived at my room, hurriedly opening the door.

I was unable to head straight for the kitchen, as had been my initial plan, because there were three Nora bodies standing side by side, all wearing some of the most absurdly lewd underwear that I'd seen in this universe. On the left, one with vertical slits to provide direct access to her nipples and pussy; then one wearing just pasties over her nipples and pussy; and then one that was wearing the tightest minikini I'd seen yet in this world. I gulped as I saw them all, my cock instantly turning hard and making it somewhat more difficult to walk. "Which one do you like best?" They asked, in this weird chorus voice.

"Ah, they're all great, let me put this stuff up," I told her, kicking the door closed behind me as she parted for me, letting me head right to the kitchen. I hurriedly put it away, coming back to the trio where she waited for me in the entryway. She had this quietly patient look to her, maybe because of her blunt affect, but it was definitely doing something under these conditions. "They're definitely great," I said, and she smiled very lightly at that. "Well, fuck it, let's get started," I said, unbuttoning my pants. The moment I started doing so, all three bodies turned their gaze right down to my groin, watching with incredible focus as I pulled my pants and underwear down, my cock popping free. One even seemed to exhale in a sigh of desire - or maybe it was just my imagination.

"Although this is your Christmas present," one body said, as another dropped to its knees in front of me, wrapping its lips around the tip of my cock without the slightest hesitation and beginning to slide down, "I would like to ask for you to please remove your shirt, as you have a very sexy, muscular chest," she explained, as another body got behind me, kneeling down and just pressing right into my back, immediately starting to rim me, making me groan.

"That's, fine, with me," I panted, slowing down time greatly to let me actually gather my brain enough to take off my shirt. The body that was still standing up - and the body kneeling in front of me, for that matter - watched the movement with naked, direct interest, her eyes following my shirt up, lagging behind by a few inches in a way that was unbelievably sexy. I even briefly teased her, though I doubt she noticed the way my shirt stopped just below my ribcage, her eyes being too distracted by my bare, muscular stomach, the standing body staring with its lips slightly parted.

Once I was properly naked for her - well, other than my underwear and pants around my feet - the body that had been standing dropped to its knees. She quickly shuffled up towards me, and in perfect synchronicity, the one that had been sucking my cock leaned back, letting it crawl in between my legs, leaning up towards my balls and just wrapping her lips around them, starting to hungrily suck on them, humming as if they were the most pleasant things she'd ever tasted. All the while, the one in the back continued its hungry licking of my asshole, and I could only stand there, my legs shuddering in pleasure as I got sucked off by an incredibly well-coordinated team of fellatrices.

"Fuck, you're good at this," I breathed out, twitching in place as she worked me over, her saliva dripping out of the bobbing one's mouth. She just nodded around my cock, making me groan as my length twisted around in her mouth in the process. Her tongue happily, greedily slithered along the underside of my length, and I just lost myself in the moment, twitching beneath her endless oral assault as she worked me over from both ends. The one on my balls got ever more active, sucking noisily, and at some point she brought her hands into it, sliding up and down my thighs, my calves, my stomach, six hands sliding across bare skin in a manner that was almost worshipful, as if I was the most beautiful man she'd ever seen and she was lucky to touch me.

I didn't hold back - inside of two minutes, I came in her mouth, and she simply slid that body's mouth up to the very tip, stroking me off frantically. The one on my balls stopped for a moment to speak. "Please, ejaculate in my mouth, Roger. Ejaculate as much as you need to. You enjoy ejaculating in women's mouths, correct?" She asked, from her position on her knees - I could only groan and nod in reply. "I am glad to hear that. Please do so in my mouth. If you would like, that body could keep your cum in its mouth until such time as it has to swallow, but that would mean it could no longer suck you off," she explained, and I just shook my head brainlessly as the last few drops of cum got eagerly milked out by Nora's greedily sucking lips.

She swallowed thickly, the noise seeming to echo in the room, and my legs felt a bit weak already. "I think I need to take a seat," I told her.

"I considered that possibility while you were fetching groceries," Nora said. "You could use the body currently rimming you as a seat," she explained, making my cock frantically bounce in the air as I envisioned Nora eating my ass while I rested my weight on her face. I wasn't sure if she could actually handle my weight in that awkward position, but four eyes immediately flicked to it, while the one behind me kept on licking, keeping me hard with her rimjob. "I see. You fetishize turning women into furniture. In that case, you can most certainly use that body as furniture," she explained, popping that mouth off my asshole.

She shifted, tilting around to get on her hands and knees behind me. "Ah... that wasn't quite what I imagined," I said, and the two bodies in front of me simultaneously tilted their heads owlishly, unsure what I meant. I felt a certain embarrassment about saying it, but this was Nora - she didn't really think about things like that, anyway. "I was imagining her in a position where I could sit on her face," I explained.

"Ah, I see," Nora said. She hummed for a moment, the body behind me rising again. "I believe this would be fairly easy to do if done on the bed. You could sit on the edge, but that body could lie down, on its back, and allow you to sit directly on her face, so she would tongue your asshole and pleasure you that way," she explained.

That was certainly a sexy enough turn of phrase to get me ready to go along with her idea, my cock twitching in the air as she simply stared at it. "Good idea," I told her, and the four of us - or two of us, I suppose - quickly went into my bedroom, the body that had been rimming me sliding up behind me on her back, letting me sit on her face as she continued to wear that absurd, obscene minikini. I was careful to plant myself so my ass landed right on her lips, and my balls wound up on her face, which made the body that had been tonguing them - still dressed in that sexy cut-out lingerie - quietly stare, briefly trying to twist up to suck on my balls before determining it wasn't really possible.

"Hm. I did not consider this problem," she said, and I just groaned as the one tonguing my asshole got more vigorous, as if to make up for it - and the other soon slipped its mouth right down my cock, deepthroating me. "I apologize, Roger. I don't believe this body can continue sucking your balls," she explained.

"That's alright," I told her, idly reaching down to pet her. "Fuck, this is good. Why don't you do some dirty talk?"

"I see. I have been asked to do 'dirty talk' by men before, but, they have wanted different things. Please advise me as to your specific preferences in dirty talk, so I do not suggest you are a 'slut' when you do not enjoy this, nor do I describe you as a 'sexual god' when you find that goofy rather than arousing."

It was unbelievably cute, hearing that sort of line from her, and my cock throbbed in the body currently deepthroating me's throat. She swallowed around it, as if to intensify the sensation, as I shivered under her continued work. "Mm, I think, fuck," I grunted, having to slow down time to give me the space to actually gather my senses. She was really damn good at fellatio - I don't know how much was just her work ethic and how much was having multiple bodies and how much was just that special x factor. But I took a moment, gathered myself, and let time resume its ordinary pace. "I think I want to hear dirty talk about how you love sucking my cock, and that it's your favorite thing to do, and that it's tasty, and it feels good in your throat, and so on," I grunted. "Just, be creative, that's fine, I like how you can be cutely goofy."

"I see," Nora said, humming in response as her bodies continued to deepthroat and rim me. It was insane, just how long she could hold herself down there, greedily sucking my cock. I guess for her it wasn't as big a deal to asphyxiate. "In that case, I would like to state for the record, that I greatly enjoy the salty taste of your cock and cum. I would gladly swallow copious amounts of your semen just to make you happy. You may feel free to abuse my mouth or throat for your own selfish pleasure, because I love how it feels when you to do that. I love being your cocksucking cloning girlfriend," she said, my cock throbbing at her lewd and lascivious words. My hips started to buck a little, and I grabbed the head of the deepthroating body, starting to pump it up and down my dick.

"If you wish to facefuck my mouth on your cock, that is also fine," Nora noted, with that same dispassionate voice. "I also enjoy that. My throat, and indeed my mouth, and indeed my tongue and lips as well, are all things which I love to use to pleasure you," she explained, and my cock throbbed and twitched in her throat. "I love to make you feel good, Roger. Making you feel good makes me happy," she said, sitting down on the bed next to me, one hand reaching out to my stomach, starting to stroke gently up it, feeling up my abs and pecs, her sexy body now pressed up against me, one perky nipple pushing into my arm absently.

I reached down for that body's groin at that point, making her let out a gasp of surprise as I reached for her clit. She immediately parted her legs, letting me start to play with it, my thumb and index finger brushing back and forth along the sensitive nub. "Keep talking," I told her, as I teased her like that.

"A-ah, ahm, thank you, for playing with my clitoris, as this body cannot suck your cock, which would be, even, ahm, better, than you playing with my clitoris," she tried, which - despite the awkward stammering that made it obvious it wasn't how she really felt - made my cock throb and pulse in the other body's mouth. My fingers gripped that body's blonde hair, and I began to forcibly thrust her up and down my length, just pumping away as she slobbered on my dick, happily licking away.

"Yeah?" I breathed, leaning into her, nibbling on her ear as she kept rimming and sucking me, and she nodded against me. "You'd rather suck my cock than get fingered?" I teased, increasing my fingers' pace on her clit, subtly using my power to increase her stimulation by a small factor - just ten or twenty percent, but enough that she felt it, panting heavily.

"Y-yes," she lied, obviously lying, but getting the earnestly honest Nora (I remember her guiltily telling me that she actually had twenty-one bodies, not twenty) to tell such an obscene lie, purely for my own arousal. "I luh, love, sucking, your cuh, cock," she managed to get out, gulping as her whole body trembled in place. A bit of saliva dripped down her chin.

"I see. So if I made you come, then you'd still rather be on your knees sucking me off?" I teased her, and she nodded. I gripped the head down there, dragging it into my pelvis, forcibly choking it, while her other body kept on rimming me. "I'm going to make you come. Actually, since you love sucking cock so much, shouldn't that body with the pasties be masturbating like a maniac?" I pointed out, teasingly.

"Ah-ah, I don't want, to distract myself," she breathed, before going cross-eyed and coming from my hands' skilled ministrations, jerking in place, biting her lower lip as she strained to hold back her voice.

"That's so very considerate of you," I told her, before grabbing a tangle of her hair and forcing her into a kiss with me, shoving my tongue into her mouth like a hungry beast. She was so unbelievably cute like that, spasming quietly in pleasure, some clear sign in her body language that she'd have rather not come there despite how absurd that was. She was so utterly dedicated to playing her role, so cutely oblivious of my own sadistic tendencies, that she was actually trying not to come. When I broke off the kiss, that body's cheeks were slightly pink. "But if you like sucking my cock so much, why is this the body that came?" I prompted her, bringing my hand up to grope her breast.

"A-ahm, because," she swallowed, "because, that's, orgasms aren't everything, sex is, about more than that," she said, squirming as my fingers sunk into her tit, then started to play with her nipple, gently rubbing and playing with it. "So much more," she breathed out, staring at me lustily, perhaps letting some hint of her real feelings slip out. "Sucking you off, choking on your cock, that's better than any orgasm could ever be, because I love making you feel good so much," she explained. "It's very important to me that you feel good, as I care very much about that. It is like how an orgasm is not as good as saving someone's life, only even more so," she explained.

"So, it's fine with you, if I choke the body down there to death, just to get myself off?" I asked her. The body in question was sputtering on my cock. "After all, I'm sure you would be happy to lose a body to save somebody's life."

"Yes," she agreed, instantly and unhesitatingly. "I believe I have even stated this before, elsewhere, in non-dirty talk circumstances," she explained, licking her lips. "It is absolutely okay for you to choke me to death on your cock whenever you want, as long as it gets you off." She stared into my eyes, and the dirty talk now wasn't even slightly deceptive.

I came at that point, just groaning as I unloaded directly down her throat. I sped up time so that I could come quick - I didn't actually want to kill one of her bodies - and once I was finished, I yanked that body up and off my cock, sending it sputtering onto its back, still wearing nothing but heart-shaped pasties over her nipples and cunt, tears streaking her cheeks as she jerked and gasped for air.

As I sat there, panting for breath, the body that had been at my side immediately moved to kneel in front of me, while the one whose face I was sitting on continued to rim me. "If you wish to have a slower, more methodical blowjob," Nora said, before wrapping her lips around the tip of my cock, sliding down. "Then, juhsht, asksh," she slurred out, from her choked-out position on the floor. She was soon located in my pelvis, her nose mushed into my bare pubic region, twitching up nicely on my cock. I just sighed, grasping her head in both hands, and began to gently pump her up and down my length, closing my eyes and losing myself in the moment as I fucked her face.

I was smooth as I did it, not wanting to go crazy on her mouth again, instead wanting to enjoy it. Despite that, Nora was a highly dedicated fellatrix, so her tongue was working over the underside of my cock like crazy, her throat swallowing around my cock every time I entered it. The pasty-wearing body that had been catching its breath on the floor soon got back up, moving to sit next to me again, her hand gently running across my bare chest. "I love sucking your cock," she said. "I would gladly suck your cock every single minute of every single day, if you were willing to let me," she said. She kissed and nuzzled at my neck, her whole body faintly trembling from her earlier exertions, and I decided to reward her by peeling away her lower pasty, revealing her clit and starting to tease that. "Ahm, you are, truly, a giving, lover," she said, perhaps genuinely oblivious to my sadistic delight in doing this to her.

"I definitely am," I told her, speeding up time to frantically frig that body's clit, teasing two fingers inside her. I watched as she came in slow motion, her lips stretching wide, her eyes widening in surprise as she came on my fingertips inside a scant few seconds from her perspective. Once she was finished coming, I let time resume, looking her dead in the eyes as I grabbed her other body's face, just pounding away at it roughly.

"Ah, ahm, it's okay, to treat me like that, because, I enjoy it," she said, still catching her breath after her orgasm, "I enjoy sucking your cock, including roughly, as that makes you feel good, which is important, to me," she explained, as I furiously pounded her up and down my cock, relentlessly fucking her face. "I would marry you, and give you all my money, if you allowed me to suck your cock every minute of every day, simply living around the house as I knelt and crawled around to suck you off," she said - at that point, I groaned, coming down her throat again, just dragging her into my pelvis and letting go.

After three quite intense orgasms, though, I was definitely needing a bit of a calm down. The rimjob body was keeping me fucking hard, though, despite everything, so I stood up instead, dragging the body sucking my cock off my dick. "I think, ah, that's all I can take of the triple blowjob for now," I told her, and she nodded quietly. "Maybe, uhm..." did I want one body or two? One body to suck me off, another body to have conversation, or just the fellatio body? "One body, for now."

"I see. Which set of sexy underwear do you prefer?" She asked, all three bodies quickly moving to stand in front of me. Microkini, pasties, slit lingerie...

"Pasties, I think," I said, pointing to the body in question. She nodded, glancing down at herself for just a moment, before the two spare bodies left the bedroom to go get dressed.

"I did not have a clearly defined time frame for this present," she noted. "So we can continue the indefinite fellatio session, with any breaks you require, until such time as you no longer wish me to fellate you, or possibly after, say, two or more weeks, or until Christmas, or some similar date at which point I will also become tired of it." My cock twitched at that. "Do you want me to continue fellating you now?" She asked.

"No, fuck," I breathed out - I heard elsewhere, as the other two bodies shut the door behind them. "I'll play some games, watch some TV, and you can suck me during it?"

"Do you want me on my knees before you, or hands and knees on the couch, bent over you?"

I'd honestly been imagining knees, but hands and knees meant she'd be able to see whatever I was watching. "Hands and knees, I think," I told her. "Give me a minute to recover, though," I said, and she nodded. I let time slow down, so I could catch my breath without wasting too much of her time - after a minute or two of my time, I felt confident enough to stand up, at which point I let time go back to normal, stood up, and she followed me into the living room, quickly crawling up onto the couch and wrapping her lips around my cock, slurping my dick down. I sighed at the sensation, just closing my eyes for a moment rather than even getting started on gaming.

She didn't seem to mind at all.

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