Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 90: Vanessa
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"Happy birthday to you~ / Happy birthday to you~ / Happy birthday, dear Vanessa~ / happy birthday to you!"

Vanessa blew out the candles on her birthday cake, and everybody clapped. She smiled. She looked up at Dr. Siskander, her mentor in magic at Star Heroic. "So, since I'm eighteen now-"

"No," Dr. Siskander said, a doting smile on his lips, like he thought she was flirting as a cute eighteen year old thing. She wasn't! She was totally hoping he'd say yes and become her sexy older boyfriend! "I appreciate the compliment, Ms. Theophilus, but I don't think it would be appropriate for me to have a student-teacher relationship."

"Then you're fired, Dr. Siskander!" Vanessa declared, pointing right at him. "Date me now?"

He just shook his head, and Vanessa let out a sigh. She hadn't expected it to work, but she couldn't help but be disappointed! She was into older guys, and Dr. Siskander, being a superhero, was hot, rich, and good, the three ideal traits in a man! Also, as her mentor, he was nice to her!

"She's only joking, Dr. Siskander," her mother said. "Please, continue to mentor her in control of her magic," she added, with some slight strain to her voice.

Okay. It was important that she keep getting training... but Mom didn't have to sound so scared! She was just half-demon on her dad's side, what was the big deal?

"Alright, now that you struck out, open my present," Lope said, almost bouncing on her feet. Given the size of the present, Vanessa could guess what it was: some video game. Hopefully a good one, and not something Lope liked. She took it, casually peeling it open, while her mom cut the cake up to serve to everybody.

"Oh, cool!" Vanessa said. Bubblegum Farm Deluxe. It was a game where you raised cute animals made out of candy, which was much more fun than Lope's normal variety of games (games where you shoot people and/or race fast cars). "Thanks, Lope."

"I feel like she's surprised that my present was good. Is she surprised, Xico?" Xico just giggled a little at that, reaching out with her telekinesis to hand another present over to Vanessa.

It wound up being a group of three books: Fantasies of Dominion, Orion's Song, and Pater Familia. "They were... supposed to be good... and your genres..."

"Oh, thanks!" Vanessa said. "I'm sure I'll enjoy them!" It was probably hard for Xico to pick out good books, given her English skills.

* * *

Vanessa lay on the couch, hand on her stomach, feeling bloated and fat from having eaten three slices of cake. Lope sat on the floor in front of the couch, playing one of her own games, some dumb thing about shooting one zillion aliens with bullets. You'd think it would annoy Xico, given she was half-alien, but Xico was just texting away on her phone with a smile on her lips.

"Nnnguh," Vanessa whined. She rolled her head around to check to see if her mom or Dr. Siskander were around. "Hey. So. I'm gonna start working at Star Heroic proper soon, rather than just the internship thingy with Doc."

"Yep," Lope agreed, only half-listening.

"Are there any hot, single older guys there? I know Mikey's got a girlfriend, but he's our age anyway. I like my men to have at least a decade on me." Statistically, relationships where the man was significantly older than the woman were the healthiest! It did make it strange that it didn't work out between Mom and Dad, given Dad was around six thousand years older than Mom, but he was a demon who had dumped her on Mom before hiding back to hell like a deadbeat.

Both Lope and Xico paused, glancing at each other for a moment. You'd have thought it was incredible friendship powers that were allowing them to psychically communicate like that. Actually, it was just that Xico was a telepath, though. "I don't know about romance," Lope said, "but if you want to have sex..."

"Obviously I want to have sex!" Vanessa grabbed a pillow and hugged it to her chest tight. "I do have sex, actually! I had sex with- oop, can't kiss and tell," she said, just barely stopping herself. She wasn't a virgin! "Not with older guys, though. But now I'm eighteen and legal, so-!"

"Um..." Xico started. "Age... of consent... in New York... is seventeen."

"Wha-?!" Vanessa got up in an instant, grabbing her phone. No! This wasn't possible! She could have been fox hunting for an entire year - three hundred sixty five days - but she hadn't?! Her phone brought up the horrible truth in mere moments: she'd missed the chance to get plowed by a hot older guy every single one of the past three hundred and sixty five days, and she wailed in misery. "Noooo..." She paused. "Wait, there's a hot foxy older guy at Star Heroic you think I can get with?"

"Xico, text him," Lope said. "It'll be a great birthday present for her."

"Yeah, Xico! Please!" Vanessa had no idea who this guy was, but as long as he was hot, she didn't really care! She had finally been freed to enjoy the forbidden wonders of the flesh of older, more experienced men, and she didn't want to miss out!

* * *

I'd been texting with Xico during a day off. She wasn't the best texter, just in a mechanical sense - slow to respond and sometimes making random grammatical errors.

The girl had big, full breasts, long pink hair, and a pair of horns. She was clearly trying to come off as playful, vaguely pawing at the camera with long, pink nails. Her top had started to come off, teasing the possibility of her becoming topless.

It was probably one of the weirder conversations about sex that I'd had with Xico and Lope, but that was fine.

I actually wound up falling asleep on my couch again before Vanessa showed up, so I woke up again to banging on my door. "Helloooo?" She called out.

"Sorry," I called out, getting to my feet and opening the door. There she stood: short, curvaceous, and with a big bright smile as she saw me.

"Wow, you look really good, Mr. Cooper," she said. "You don't mind if I call you Mr. Cooper, right?" My dick twitched as I let her into my apartment.

"I don't," I told her. "Most people call me Roger, though."

"Roger... mm..." She hummed as she chewed on the name. "I mean, we don't know each other that well! Hi! I'm Vanessa Theophilus," she said, offering her hand to me. "I just turned eighteen, and I'm going to be working at Star Heroic Soon," she said, putting a vague sort of emphasis on that.

"Nice to meet you, Vanessa," I told her, taking her hand and shaking it.

"You can ask about the horns. Oh, or do you know already?"

"Xico has tails, so I just assume you're half alien?" I said. "Or a Nova?" I think some of them have mutations.

"I am... technically half-alien," she said, with a sly smile. "It's just my foreign papa isn't from an exoplanet. He's from Hell." I blinked at that. "If that's a dealbreaker, it's okay!"

"It's not a dealbreaker," I told her. "I'm just... surprised, I guess. I'm from a different universe, with a lot less demons and fae and bullshit like that."

"Oh, I get that," Vanessa said, nodding along. "Anyway, Dad fucked off after knocking Mom up, so I've never even met him. He's named Dantalian, if that name means anything to you."

"It does not."

"Good, that'd probably mean you were a warlock or occultist or something anyway. I dated a guy like that a couple years ago, blech. I bet it's like tentacle guys for Xico." She nodded to herself as if she'd spoken some profound wisdom; I, personally, had basically no idea what she was talking about. "Anyway! Nice to meet you, Mr. Cooper. You're from an alternate universe, that must be interesting?"

"It's actually the opposite, since my universe is much less interesting than this one."

She started to wander further into my apartment - and then spotted the hentai DVDs that Gillian had left on my desk, her lips parting softly as she saw them. "Oh my gosh!" She picked up the one about the incubus and the schoolgirl, and I inwardly cringed. Wasn't this basically like inviting a girl over and she finds interracial porn featuring her race first thing? "Aw..." She frowned at it. "It's mascdom," she said.

I let time stretch out, trying to flip the genders. I'd gotten a better handle on it, but it still sometimes required actual thought. That sort of response implied she was interested in being the dominant partner, and wasn't bothered by the concept of incubus hentai.

I definitely preferred the dominant role. If I was being honest, a big part of that was just the element of threat: there was something subtly threatening about a woman who actually had superpowers being on top. I'd been so willing to let May play the dominant role because I had thought she was just a normal, beautiful woman who liked being dominant.

On the other hand, Vanessa came off as bubbly, energetic, and cute - not threatening. Part of that was probably that I didn't know what her power was, but that didn't change the reality. Plus, I'd like to make her first time with me special, so... "I can play the role of sub, if you want," I said.

Immediately, her eyes widened in surprise and delight, a big smile on her lips. "Really?! Thanks, Mr. Cooper!" She cleared her throat. "Um, that doesn't sound right. Roger," she said, trying to make her voice artificially husky. "Come along, Roger," she said, walking to the wrong door - and realizing as much when she opened it and saw it was a storage closet. She flushed a bit, spinning around to the opposite side of the room. "That one's your bedroom, right?"

"Yes," I agreed, opening the door for her. "What do you want me to do, Ms. Theophilus?" I asked.

"Strip," she said, trying to return to more dominant, commanding vibes. I grasped the base of my shirt, enjoying as she stared at me, watching my abs slowly come out into the air. A hot breath escaped her mouth as she stared at my stomach, at my chest - and when I pulled my shirt the rest of the way off, her mouth was half-open, drool accumulating on her lower lip as she stared with undisguised lust. I popped the button on my pants, enjoying the way she jerked slightly yet kept staring, her gaze going down to my groin as I worked my way out of my pants, leaving me wearing just a pair of briefs, my hard-on straining against it. "Wait wait wait," she said, as my fingers caught the waistband of my underwear. She gulped, stepping towards me, her fingers reaching for my pelvis.

She cradled my cock like that, letting out soft breaths as she fondled me through my underwear. She took in several deep breaths through her nostrils, staring down at my dick - and then finally she pulled back. "Okay. Finish stripping."

"Yes, ma'am," I said, with a small nod, peeling my way out of my underwear, and she let out a small whimpering noise of delight as my cock burst out into the open air.

"Your cock is so beautiful, Mister," she said, her voice dripping with sincerity as she briefly forgot all about playing dominant, to instead just reach down and stroke my bare dick. Her soft fingers slid all along my length - and then she restarted her brain enough to do something else. "Lay down on the bed. I'm going to fuck your brains out."

I resisted the urge to snort at that line, dutifully lying down on the bed, my cock pointed up at the ceiling. Vanessa hurriedly stripped herself naked, taking off her top, her bottoms, her panties - really, everything, as fast as she could. It made her tits and ass both jiggle and ripple deliciously, the show lewd and delicious - then she hopped onto my lap, my cock rubbing along the line of her wet sex. She shuddered softly as she ground against my dick for a long few pleasant seconds, hands going down to my stomach as she just enjoyed teasing herself - and me - like that.

"Beg for my pussy, Roger," she told me, her voice husky and her breathing heavy as she ground back and forth along my cock. "Beg for me to fuck you with my tight demon pussy." My cock twitched against her sex, idly slapping her, and she shuddered softly at the sensation, her eyelashes fluttering. "Beg for it, mortal," she breathed out.

"Please, fuck me with your tight demon pussy," I said, my voice slightly strained from the desire to actually get to the sex part of this whole thing - and she grinned, casually pointing my cock at her pussy and then driving herself down my length.

She let out a gasp as she swallowed me up, her eyes unfocusing for a moment as she swallowed up my whole cock. She let out a quiet moan, and forgot all about dominating me to instead just roll her hips around on my cock, rubbing all over her inner walls with my dick. She was psyched up enough that she came within a few rotations, moaning and shivering atop me, her large breasts bouncing delightfully as she came, pink nipples perky and full of desire. I reached up for her breasts, fingers softly sinking into them, and she quivered in response, twitching lightly atop me. I played with her breasts as she came, her nipples scraping against my palms.

"You feel so good," I breathed out, doing my best to play the role of the sub. I ground my hips up into her, making her let out a sharp noise of surprise and pleasure. "Please, keep fucking me, ma'am," I pleaded, and she nodded rapidly, her tongue dancing out past her lips as she relished the sensation of my cock inside her. She started to bounce at that point, her brain restarting, her hands coming down to press against my stomach, making it easier for her to bounce.

She was definitely cute like this - and there was a sudden sharp color to her cheeks, with her pushing down against my palms. The momentary crushing of her breasts between my hands and ribcage ended as I pulled my hands away, and she soon grasped my cheek, pressing her lips against mine with a force and eagerness, tongue diving into my mouth like it was going out of style. She licked along my gums, sending shivers through my body, while softly moaning and panting and grinding atop me, her breasts squished into my chest, nipples like diamonds tracing across bare skin.

She tasted quite nice, and my tongue reciprocated her own frantic movements inside my mouth, licking up at her too. Her hands grasped my hips - and then she started to bounce, pumping her tight cunt up and down my dick.

In this position, my hands were free, and there was nothing to do but touch her. I could grope her ass, feel up her plump thighs, run my hands all the way around to tease her tits, brushing along her nipples... but in the end, one of the most convenient, sensitive spots was the same as always, and my fingertips wound up trailing around her clit, making soft, slithering circles.

Then I decided to make it even better for her, letting time stretch out, my fingertips running along in the strange and intense way that only my power let me. It took only a couple minutes from my point of view to make her come - so from hers, it was more like ten seconds, a wet, heavy moan escaping her throat, spilling out into my mouth. I let time take on its normal course, and she frantically bounced atop me, big tits making fleshy noises against my bare chest as she moved like that, keeping up the kiss despite herself, fingers clasping my cheeks tight as she slurped on my tongue and tried to drink every droplet of spit out of my mouth.

When she was finished coming, she finally broke off the kiss, panting heavily as she leaned up, showing off a gorgeous young naked body, her breasts hanging low. "You want to play with my tits, don't you, Mister?" She asked, a slightly-smug smirk on her lips. "Go ahead. Touch 'em all you want."

I reached up for her breasts, having been given permission, and enjoyed the soft, full feeling of the large things in my hands. I wasn't a pure tit man or anything, but such a large pair was definitely nice, and she started to bounce on my dick, idly flipping her hair over her shoulder as she started to work up her pace again, bouncing up and down in a hypnotic pattern, pink eyes full of smoldering lust. "You're so beautiful, Vanessa," I told her, and her cunt tightened by way of response, making me shiver and jerk.

"That's right I am," she panted out, clearly getting closer to the edge. "Yeah! Take my pussy!" She started to really work her hips on my dick, pounding away, making me grunt, and the intoxicating force of it probably would have pushed me over the edge... if it wasn't for the fact that it also made her come in about a minute, real time, grinding her hips down against my dick as her eyes peeled back, her pussy going wild around my cock. It felt nice, but it also reduced the amount of stimulation I was receiving, letting me just sigh as her slick cunt went crazy around my dick.

When she finally came down, she was panting and a little flush with embarrassment. "Sorry," she grunted. "It's my first time with an older guy... I'm just really excited," she admitted. "Plus you're really hot, and nng, I love being on top, and having you feeling me up," she told me, her voice dripping with genuine arousal. "Let's get your orgasm milked out of you, though," she noted, starting to bounce on my cock all over again, letting me feel up her tits as she rode me like a wild woman.

I didn't try to hold back - but Vanessa was clearly on a bit of a hair trigger as she bounced up and down. Heavy, wet breaths spilled out of her mouth, while her pussy squelched excitedly on my dick. She'd orgasm every minute or two, interrupting her rhythm, leaving her just grinding against me, and it kept me from quite arriving at the point of orgasming myself.

Eventually - after probably twenty minutes and at least ten orgasms on her part - she managed to drag me over the edge without coming herself, letting out a sigh of relief as she felt me start to come. Each squirt of hot spunk inside her pussy made her shiver and close her eyes, drinking in deep breaths through her nostrils, grinding down against my pelvis as she casually licked her lips. When I was utterly spent inside her, she finally let out a sigh of relief, popping off my cock altogether.

I was still hard, though. She bit her lip, contemplating my dick like that, one hand reaching down to stroke it as she thought things through. "Mm... it's a really nice big dick," she told me. "Older guys really do take longer to come, huh?" She asked, and I nodded. "I kinda thought that was porno BS. You know, an excuse for the video to last two hours or whatever." My dick twitched a little at those words, and she giggled. "I don't want to actually do it for two hours! Unless you can...? Mm..." She thought about it. "We can at least do one more round," she declared, getting atop my cock and starting to bounce all over again, losing herself in the moment.

* * *

In the end, we went three rounds before Vanessa's legs seemed to turn to jelly. She laid across my body, her full breasts squished into my chest, sweat coating her skin, her chest heaving with the exertion of it. No wonder - she'd been fucking me for a solid hour, and had orgasmed at least thirty times, by my count. I casually pet her, which was a little awkward, with her horns. "Nnm," she mumbled. "That was super nice. Older guys are the best," she told me, wiggling against my chest, rubbing her tits against me in the process. My cock twitched inside her at those words, and she giggled as she felt it. "I can't keep going, Mr. Cooper."

"Please, call me Roger."

"Roger. My legs are all donezo bouncing on you for today. I may not even be able to walk out of your apartment."

"You can stay the night if you need to," I told her. I continued to casually caress her. "Hope this was a nice birthday present for you. I hear we're going to be coworkers soon."

"Oooh, yeah," she agreed, eyelashes fluttering softly, as she gave me a little kiss on the neck. "This was the best sex of my life. Only thing - ah, forget it," she said, suddenly ducking her head.

"It's okay. You can tell me," I told her. "I've had sex with a lot of women, I know girls have different tastes." Wow. I really did sound like the sexy older woman guiding her younger boyfriend into sex.

"It's dumb," Vanessa said, biting her lip. "But, um. I'm really into mind control stuff."

"Mind control stuff?" I prompted. I'd actually done 'mind control' with Mira, but I was pretty sure that Vanessa meant...

"As in, the girl mind controls the guy into being her love slave. I don't know. It's not even the mind control - well, it kinda is. It's the personality that the guy ends up with? Like, he has to do whatever she wants, she can be lazy and a jerk, and he's still stuck in love with her. Ugh. It sounds like some lame incel fantasy."

"It doesn't. I understand completely," I told her. "Do you want to do that?"

Her eyes momentarily widened - then she nodded quickly. She actually got off me, a little wobbly, and grabbed her pants, pulling out her smartphone and hurriedly raising it to point it at my face - it was set to the emergency screen. "I'm gonna pretend to be hypnotizing you, you know the smartphone scenario, right?"

"I do," I told her with a warm smile - and she rapidly clicked back and forth from the emergency screen to her lock screen, making the screen flicker between near-white and near-black as she pointed it at me. I pretended to go slack-jawed and hypnotized, staring dully at the screen.

She gulped, and I could see the flush of her cheeks out of the corner of my eyes. It was obviously embarrassing to enact this fantasy - but on the other hand, she'd just gotten permission from a hot older guy. "You are completely, head over heels in love with me. You would do anything to become and stay my boyfriend. You love sex with me - it's the best sex of your life, better than any other woman. Anything weird or humiliating I suggest, you don't find weird or humiliating at all, but fun and sexy." She swallowed, then put down the phone, and I blinked as I pretended to come out of it. She hesitated for several long seconds - and I decided to stand up, just picking her up and laying her down on the bed.

"You seem tired, dearest-"

"Call me 'my lady,'" she commanded.

"You seem tired, my lady," I went on, like it hadn't been anything worth commenting on. She faintly wriggled on the bed, obviously excited. "If you want to keep going, I can be on top. You can tell me exactly what you want out of me."

"Yess... you should do all the work," she agreed immediately. "Fuck me good - focus only on my pleasure. Only my pleasure matters, got it? Your pleasure doesn't matter at all." Her breathing was becoming shallow as she rapidly enacted the most extreme form of her fantasy.

"As you wish, my lady," I agreed, clambering atop her, pointing my cock at her slick sex and driving my length slowly inside her. She shivered at the sensation, clearly already at a high bar of arousal. I let one hand slide along her thighs, thumb teasing at her clit. "I can make you come very quickly," I told her, my cock twitching faintly inside her as I contemplated her form, the strange dominance/submission of this position...

"Do it. Your orgasms don't matter, so it's no problem if I'm a quickshot," she explained, probably a bit too quick to explain it - but I got to work, using my powers the way I always did when I went all out.

Time stretched out. My thumb brushed against her clit, my hips (from my point of view) gently rooting around deep inside her, finding just the right angles. My other hand reached out for her breast. From my point of view, it took less than a minute before she came, which meant that for her, she pretty much instantly came, moaning and thrashing on my dick, her big tits bouncing around. I let time resume its normal pace as I enjoyed the sight of her like that, the way she trembled on my cock, cheeks glowing and eyes smoldering with lust - and when her orgasm finished, I let time stretch out again, bringing her to another quick orgasm.

The only real problem with using my superspeed like that, was that I couldn't tell what she was saying when she talked - so I compensated by not giving her the chance to speak. After getting into the groove, I was making her orgasm constantly, her body spasming in slow motion from my point of view. I leaned down over her, kissing across bare flesh at an accelerated pace, sucking one nipple into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue. Her legs kicked at the air as pleasure raced through her body, her whole being trembling in pure bliss beneath my touch, and it was so fun it was easy to forget that I was supposed to be her mind controlled sex slave.

Still, after a good dozen orgasms, many of which ran back-to-back, I decided to let time resume so she could gather her wits. Her breathing was heavy and desperate as she looked up at me, her eyes slightly unfocused in the afterglow of pleasure. "It- it doesn't bother you, that I came a bunch, and you didn't." She told me more than asked.

"Of course not, my lady," I told her. "Only your pleasure matters." I felt her pussy tighten around my cock in response to those words, and I started to pump my hips against hers once again, this time slower, just rocking away. It produced a really nice view, with her large, soft tits bouncing with every thrust.

"My tits are the best - in fact, they're the only tits you're interested in. Other tits are just ugly."

"Yes," I agreed immediately. "How could I possibly be attracted to any other pair of breasts, after seeing these perfect ones?" She actually came at that point, despite the fact that I wasn't doing much more in between her legs, moaning and clawing at the bed beneath her. I leaned down over her, pushing her breasts together, her hard nipples rubbing at one another and my lips sucking them into my mouth. She pumped her hips up into mine as she mewled in pure bliss, eyelashes fluttering.

I grunted around her breasts, continuing to suck and lick and nibble at her perky nipples, while she just trembled and jerked beneath me. Hot, wet breaths that spilled out, her hand eventually reaching up for the back of my head, holding me against her in a delirious state of arousal. She was pretty much trying to mash my head into her tits, to smother me in them, and I let her, enjoying the soft feeling of them on either side of my head as they pushed against my cheeks from either side.

"Good boy, that's my- nng, that's my breeder, yes, you're just a fucking breeder, you don't deserve human rights, you're my plaything, a plaything for my cunt," she said, delirious enough with pleasure that it broke past any sense about what sort of things were appropriate to say during sex. "Say it! Say you don't deserve human rights, that you should be my property!"

Seeing her so desperate to get me to say something so ridiculous was definitely getting me hard. There was a momentary pang of concern - something left over from Fals - but I let time stretch out to actually think it through, her hands nearly frozen holding me in her bosom. I was still sexually attracted to breasts that weren't Vanessa's. She hadn't asked me to promise to become her property - only to say that I 'should' be her property. I suddenly wished that I had Xico here, to confirm it was safe...

I pulled out of her breasts at normal speed. "Yes. I don't deserve human rights. I should be your property." She exploded in orgasmic bliss, hands clawing frantically at the back of my head, trying to smother me in her tits again. Her eyeballs were rolling around in their sockets, there wasn't the faintest sense of self control, and luckily, it appeared that she was not trying to trick me into becoming her slave because she just quivered in pleasure and my thoughts remained totally normal and unremarkable.

I pumped inside her at that point, just rutting away, abusing my power to drive her up the wall with pleasure. Her dirty talk had... somewhat damaged the mood for me. I understood it wasn't on purpose, but it meant I wanted to just leave her unable to talk so I didn't have to wonder if she was about to mind control me into becoming her love slave.

She moaned, thrashed, panted, and came and came, just orgasming in a brutal, continuous sequence as her eyes peeled back. When she occasionally spoke, I couldn't understand it, because I didn't slow down, and it was mostly monosyllabic anyway. I'd nod whenever I thought she said something more coherent, and she'd respond by coming hard on my cock all over again.

Eventually - after quite a while - I came inside her, groaning as I painted her insides white. When I was spent, I sighed and pulled out, plopping onto the bed next to her. She just remained where she was, having been fucked positively senseless.

After several minutes, though, she rolled over, cuddling into me. "That was amazing, Roger," she breathed. "Thank you sooo much. That was the best sex of my life, thanks for going along with it, I know it's weird."

I patted her head gently. I had to be careful to avoid her horns. "Just... what's your power?"

"Oh! I'm a mage in training," she told me. She must have felt me stiffen, because she continued. "What's wrong, Roger?"

"It's just..." I felt bad, because this was clearly her fantasy, and in a very real way, she had been vulnerable to expose herself by saying it. "Nothing we said has any magic power, right?"

"No, no!" She agreed instantly. Her eyes widened. "Oh fuck, oh no, ohmigosh I'm such a bad person, fuck, fuck, you're the guy who got raped by the Erlqueen, aren't you?" She started to tear up. "I'm sorry, I should've - oh, I'm such a bad person."

"It's fine, it's fine," I told her, which didn't help much, so I decided to try a different tack. I grabbed her horn, twisting her head slightly so she had to look at my face. "It's okay. You didn't force me to do anything. I'm not a delicate little flower. For about five seconds in there, I had an annoying thought about one of the things you said."

"Which one? I'll never say it again! U-uhm, assuming we can have sex again."

"It wasn't about saying the thing, it was just - none of the dirty talk had magic power, right?"

"Right!" She nodded rapidly. "You can't just make somebody say something as, like, a play and have it count for magic! That would be crazy! Every actor would have been turned into a demon's slave and the whole medium would have ended before it could even really start! Plus, obviously, I'm not evil and wouldn't try to actually turn you into my love slave! Agh, I'm so bad..."

"You aren't bad," I told her. "It's my problem, not yours. And honestly, you being so upset about it is making me much more upset than the actual thing - I don't want to ruin your kink with my baggage."

"No, no, this stuff is... yeah... okay..." She hesitated. "Thank you for telling me. That was the best sex of my life. I-it was at least a little good for you, right? Even after the... whatever?"

"I got to watch a barely legal cutie with huge tits come her brains out, so yes," I told her, and she let out a sigh of relief. "It was very nice. We can do it again some time."

"Yes!" She snuggled into me tight. "Thank you sooo much. I really was just saying stuff. I don't believe that, like, men shouldn't have rights or whatever."

"I know. It's okay." I patted her head. "Now, I kind of want to take a nap, so can you be quiet?"

"Yes, sir!" She said, snuggling into me even tighter, glomping onto me hard. Her horn brushed at my chest, and I went to sleep like that.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 89: Xico & Lope Come By
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I got a text from Lope pretty early in the morning. I'd just finished taking my morning piss, and was in the process of kicking Bup out of the tub so I could take a bath, when my phone buzzed.

I took a little longer than normal to respond, then decided, fuck it. Lope was cute, sexy, and fun... but also, she had a good friend.

As it turned out, Lope didn't even wait for my response - I was still running the water to the tub when there was a repeated knock on my door, my text to Lope half-written. I went to go check the door, and of course, there was Xico.

She looked... messy. You know, her blonde hair having a bit of bedhead, her tails behind her nervously curled up, her wearing a hurriedly pulled on pair of shorts and shirt (it was backwards). The moment I thought that, her face started to turn red as she looked down, but honestly, that eagerness was dead sexy to me - a thought that had her lips nervously quirking in a smile. "Um... bath... together?" She asked.

"Yeah. Lope too, when she gets here."

"She said so," Xico agreed, smiling more comfortably now. I brought her inside, and we both stripped out of our clothes in a rush, clambering into the half-full tub, Xico just plopping herself into my lap, my cock sliding in between her thighs. I was obviously already hard, since I had a cute teenage girl strip herself naked in front of me, and I felt Xico's tails casually slide around my hips as she rested there. It was more teasing than anything else, but still very nice. "Do you want me... to stick it... in?" Xico asked, and I could hear her lick her lips, making my cock twitch. "Or... mm... suck it?" She almost squeaked out the last word, and it was so cute I couldn't help but just wrap her in a big hug, pulling her into me.

"Fuck, you're so cute," I breathed out into her ear, tickling it, leaving her squirming in my lap. "So, so cute," I repeated, my cock twitching between her thighs. Her hands reached down for it, just teasing at the tip as the tub continued to slowly fill up. Her fingertips danced along the veeery tip of my cock, then ran along the crown, quietly playing with my dick in a way that was definitely more teasing than anything else.

"You... have cute thoughts... when you're teased..." Xico said, sounding abashed but also aroused at the same time. "I like it... it's fun... mhm..." she hummed to herself. She wasn't jerking me off or anything - it was an entirely different kind of play with her fingers, teasing my slit by running a fingertip along it, then sliding around my crown, halfway squeezing the tip between her fingers, each movement calculated to make me gasp and squirm. "I think... mm... it's like girls... who like guys... begging to come..." she admitted.

She was so, insanely, cute and sexy, and I just leaned into her, nibbling on her ear. She let out a soft breath, her tails tightening around my hips, holding me in place. I definitely wanted to fuck her now.

"Go... ahead," she breathed out, loosening the grip of her tails on my cock. I just slipped inside her, and she shuddered softly, her whole body quivering for a moment. She'd been teasing herself, too, that was obvious by just how strong the reaction to the insertion was, the way heaving breaths escaped her throat. "I-igoss?" She wasn't stuttering from shyness or unfamiliarity with the language - she was a native speaker of Xaxuther, not English - but instead from the simple pleasure she was feeling from my cock inside her.

"Go ahead," I whispered in her ear, and instantly, the sensations of both our bodies hit one another. Her pussy, quietly twitching around my cock, was also a source of raw animal pleasure for me. Her pent up desire for me was now being met, the eroticism of being called over to fuck in the tub intense, the fact that Lope had been the one to do it making it even more lewd. For her, I was something like a sexual god - and she instantly flushed as that thought crossed our connection, feeling embarrassed at such an absurd overcompliment. "I like it," I told her, though I didn't need to say it aloud - she could feel my arousal surge at the thought. With only a moment's thought, she could rotate the idea around in her head, and understand just how good it made me feel, our emotions letting her instantly confirm the thought.

Of course, while all this mental communication was happening, I was resting inside her pussy, my cock firmly lodged deep within her. Her inner walls invited me, caressed me, loved me, and I felt them from both ends, felt the quiet satisfaction of being filled even as I enjoyed the sensation of being greeted by an eager cunt. For her part, her arousal was only climbing, finding this particular position to be a teasing agonizing thing in its own way - and on that point, I agreed with her.

I simply gripped her hips, and her own tails gripped mine in return, and we both set our strength to good use. The warm water splashed as - in the kind of perfect synchronicity that normally occurs only when using your own body - we worked together to bounce her up and down my cock.

An idle thought on her part soon manifested in me sliding one hand around her stomach, finger rubbing at her clit purely because she thought she'd like to have it touched - and instantly, she came. She was the first to come of the two of us, and that orgasmic ecstasy was shared through the connection. I only resisted coming by a mixture of breaking the connection - activating my power - and raw willpower. Her pussy milked at my cock as she tightened her grip on me, the entire experience of her orgasm turned into slow motion.

I wished I could use my power and maintain the igoss connection, just to feel what she felt, because it would have been some obscenely strung out ecstasy. Instead, I just got quietly milked by her pussy for what felt like a solid four or five minutes, until at last she sagged in my arms and I let my power drop. "Igoss," I told her, and she instantly renewed the connection.

I could feel the way that she had wanted me to come alongside her, and she could feel my mental, logical response, that the more and faster I came, the less time we'd have to enjoy one another like this. She shivered softly, reaching out with her thiasyar - psychic appliers of pressure and force - to shut off the tub. I could feel the way they slipped for just a moment, something that would have been impossible to do without the igoss (or at least, some kind of psychic power of my own). She was that horny for me that her control of her psychic powers had waned, and it was damn sexy.

I started to pump her again on my cock, and there was a hot breath that escaped her throat, her arousal spiking instantly, her pussy gripping at my cock as her tails grabbed my hips, trying to work right alongside me. There was an impassioned feeling, raw animalistic desire and the desire to be desired, which I was absolutely fulfilling in the moment as I pumped her on my cock. Her thoughts quickly turned into fluffy pink clouds, occasionally drifting off from the raw carnal energy of the moment, to some sort of idle fantasy - her and me, naked in bed, lovers forever; her in a wedding dress, bashful as she walked down the aisle; her and I on some resort vacation, her thiasyar quietly teasing my dick under the table - they varied in how carnal and how lovey-dovey they were. She was embarrassed by them - by the way they implicitly made some kind of extreme ask on me, given that they were popping into my head unbidden - but I did my best to mentally reassure her.

I did know she loved me. I liked her quite a lot, but I wanted to play the field, but I could certainly imagine myself marrying her - and that thought wound up sending her over the edge again, coming on my cock hard as she just instinctually ground herself down into my pelvis. This time, I didn't use my power, letting her pleasure and desire wash back over into me, my cock getting absolutely milked my her inner walls as I unloaded inside her, squirting and squirting. Our pleasures pressed into and washed over each other, intimacy and raw physical desire mixing together in our respective experiences, and we were both left gasping for air in the afterglow, the water gently disturbed.

We rested like that, my cock not having flagged for a moment, our minds still enmeshed - then a loud knocking at the door drew us out of it. "Yoooo," Lope called. "Yo. I'm here!"

"The door's, unlocked," I yelled out, feeling out of breath, and I heard Lope open the door.

"Sorry, wanted to make sure I wasn't doing a B&E," she called back, and it took no time at all for her to arrive at the tub. She saw us, wore a big stupid grin, and immediately started to strip. "Man, this is so awesome. When you get married, you'll still let me do stuff like this, right, Xico?"

Xico turned bright red at that, and I was still connected through our igoss, so I could reassure her that I didn't mind the fact that she hoped for that sort of thing. I understood the quiet fear that lurked in her heart, that she'd go too far and ruin everything - but I also knew she was in love with me, and that I was sort of stringing her along... and that thought prompted her to say that I wasn't, she could tell I was honest about maybe one day taking another step, and then Lope hopped into the tub.

"Huh. Wait," Lope said, pausing. I could feel her confusion radiate out of her, like a thought had just occurred to her that never previously had. "How do we have a threesome in the tub? I mean, I get a normal threesome, like, one in the pink one in the stink and we bounce, but with two girls? It's not like I can sit on your face..." She acted like this was the first time she'd thought of this problem - and, thanks to the igoss with Xico, I knew that was actually true.

I resisted the urge to laugh - it was cute, more than anything else. My cock was still inside of Xico, but it took only a half-thought for Xico to use her thiasyar to push herself up off my cock, shifting her body around in the tub to sit on the opposite side from me - and leaving my cock pulsing in the air, Lope's eyes inevitably drawn to it. She let out a hot breath, then gently reached down for my dick, softly stroking it, pushing it under the water.

She was aroused. Intensely so. She wanted to fuck me, absolutely. But some internalized disgust still ran through her brain at the idea of a cock going straight from another girl's pussy to hers without being cleaned first. So she'd come up with the ingenious idea of making it look like she was just jerking me off. She was horny enough to completely forget the possibility of me igossing with Xico - or, more likely, she just didn't really understand what an igoss was.

Either way, it took her hardly any time at all to conclude that she had my dick suitably clean, and clambered into my lap, landing so she faced me. There was a momentary pause as she considered if maybe Xico didn't want us kissing in front of her, my cock rubbing against Lope's slit as she rested there - but I didn't let her get lost in such thoughts, grasping her hip and pulling her down into my cock.

Xico let out a happy little noise, a big dopey smile on her lips from behind Lope. It was absolutely adorable, especially once her cheeks turned red at my noticing it - but I did notice that rather than curling up, her tails started to wag. She wanted me to feel her dopey happiness at seeing (and feeling, via our igoss) her friend on my dick.

"Ohhh, fuck yeah," Lope breathed out. "You don't need foreplay, huh?" She shivered on my cock, just wiggling in place, pleasantly rolling her pussy around on my dick. "Oh, man, fuck. Or, wait, did Xico warm you up? Did I box block you, Xico?" She turned around to check on her friend, only to see the adorable smile on Xico's lips and instantly understand. "Haa, I'm lucky you're into this, for sure, or you'd have this dick locked down in a chastity cage," she said with a grin as she turned her gaze back to me, casually wrapping her arms around my neck and starting to bounce on my dick.

She didn't hesitate one iota, just pumping her hips up and down atop my cock, the water splashing as she went at it. It gave me the chance to touch her nude body, fingers trailing across her thighs up towards her clit. I tensed my power, trying to creep up ever so slightly without breaking the igoss - but I could feel it strain when I ran just ten percent faster than normal, so I held myself there, my finger circling Lope's clit just that little bit faster, my hand reaching up for her breast, casually caressing it, fingertips teasing her nipple as I worked her over like that.

Hot breaths escaped her mouth, a little bit of drool slipping out too, her tongue stretching out as she leaned into me. She kissed at my neck nervously at first, then with increasing intensity, lips pressing along my chin until she was kissing me hungrily, her pussy tightening up on my cock as I played with her body. She started to bounce, and hard, pounding herself up and down my cock, just ramming away with her cunt as she got really into it, the pent up anticipation of this moment now manifesting in horny, brainless, needy sex.

I could feel that horny mindlessness, the way she was completely losing herself in the moment, through my igoss with Xico. Xico could feel it too, of course, and was perfectly happy for her friend to enjoy herself with her kinda-sorta-not really boyfriend. My cock twitched inside of Lope at that particular thought, at the way that Xico felt embarrassed about it, and I played with Lope's clit all the more intensely, earning hot moans into my mouth - and, soon enough, an orgasm, her cunt going wild around my cock as she just moaned into my mouth, her tongue flopping about senselessly against mine.

It felt great, even moreso because I could feel Xico's climbing arousal, her own delight in the whole thing going on in front of her. We were still connected, so she could even feel the sensations of Lope's pussy on my cock - almost as if she were the one fucking her.

With that thought, the igoss instantly snapped shut, Xico pouting and glaring. Lope just brainlessly ground against me, still lost in her arousal - and given that the igoss was now broken, I could use my superspeed power to make it obscenely good for Lope, my fingers running along her clit at an obscene speed, my hand grasping her hips and starting to pump her up and down my cock. Every movement in and out sent water splashing out in slow motion, and she wound up losing the ability to keep up the kiss, her head rising and falling sporadically with the fucking, hair going every which way.

She looked dead sexy like that, the glint of the light of the bathroom occasionally reflecting off her tongue stud as she flopped around. Her orgasms bled into one another, the intensity of the sex combining with my superspeed to send her from one orgasm to the next before the previous one could actually finish. She felt great, too, her pussy slow-motion milking my cock as she worked me over like that, and eventually, I finished inside her, letting time resume as I bottomed out. She plastered herself against me, heaving and gasping for breath, looking delirious with pleasure from her own orgasms, as I simply unloaded within her.

When I was finished coming, I quietly caught my breath, then turned my gaze over to Xico. I'd obviously offended or upset her somehow, but I wasn't sure on how.

"It's... I'm not... gay..." Xico said, in a mumbly tone of voice. It took me a few seconds to quite put together in my head the equivalent scenario - without powers, probably something like a guy getting pegged by his girlfriend, but being reminded that he was being penetrated and that ruining it for him. Xico's eyes widened, her expression seeming to suggest she'd never even contemplated the idea of a girl pegging a guy.

"I'm not into that either," I told Xico, who nodded in mutual understanding - or at least, I'm pretty sure she did. It was kind of annoying having an igoss suddenly cut off, your understanding of the other person reduced to nil. Xico fidgeted in a way that made it clear she was thinking about reestablishing the igoss but not quite sure.

Lope had been plastered to my body, but she finally started to peel off, the sensation of skin extracting from skin pleasant in the moment as she pulled her head back from me. She let out a long breath, a smug smile on her lips, then twisted her head around to Xico. "Yo. Did you see he's got hentai out on his coffee table?"

Xico just instantly turned scarlet at that, because she hadn't seen. I took Lope by the hips, gently raising her off my cock. "Let's get out of the tub, it's real crowded anyway."

Less than a minute later, we were dried off and half-dressed in our underwear - mostly thanks to Lope's suggestion. "Slutty cock ready for Bup now?!" Bup bounced eagerly in front of the door to the bathroom, holding up her tits as if to offer them to me, having figured out that I definitely found just how busty she was (or could be) appealing.

"No," I told her. "You can nap in the tub, though."

She huffed and sighed at that, frowning but obeying, heading into the bathroom and just sort of pooling in the tub.

"That seems kinda mean," Lope said casually as we headed to the living room.

"If I fucked her every time she asked, I would literally never do anything else," I told Lope, plopping down on the couch and turning on the TV. "She is a reformed rape monster."

"Whoa. Wait, like, she's a hentai slime? Rapes guys and squeezes them dry? Ick. Uh. You keep somebody like that... around?"

"She was only that way because she didn't understand what consent was, and now she does. She's never tried to rape anybody as long as I've known her. As far as I'm concerned, she's just... dumb and horny," I explained. Reversing the genders, it was obviously very weird for me to be as blasé about it as I was - but she was reformed, and she had big tits, and she was easy to manage, and I could fuck her in weird ways, so...

"Are you... uh... really... I mean, safe? Wait. She came over after the Fals thing that got Xico suspended, right?"

I just gently pat Lope's head. She was just trying to compute something that didn't add up to her, out of concern for me. "She's fine. I'm fine. If it wasn't fine, Xico wouldn't just let me live with her."

"Wait, you live with her too?"

"Let's just watch porn instead of you developing an increasingly deranged view of my mental health," I told Lope.

"I wasn't saying anything!"

"You were thinking it."

"Wait, you're igossing with Xico right now?!"

I plopped down on the couch. "No, I don't need to. Anyway. Porn," I suggested.

"Oh yeah," Lope agreed, clambering onto the couch next to me. "Well. If you say you're fine, I guess you're fine. So what kind of porn do you have?" She asked, reaching out to grab a DVD. Her lips pursed and her eyebrows rose as she flipped over the item, tilting her head curiously. "Huh," was her succinct response.

"I didn't buy them, they were a gift," I told her.

"Right. Well, this one looks hot," she said, waving the incubus/schoolgirl hentai in the air. "Xico, what do you think?"

"I... don't really... like porn... much..." she admitted. "It's... really... flat... there's no... there's not an English word... tissam, it's... like texture... but for thoughts and... feelings..."

"Ohhh. I guess it'd kinda be like watching porn on mute, for you... or maybe more like listening to it wearing a blindfold..." Lope said. "Well, we don't have to watch it."

"No! It's... okay... it could be... fun... um... igoss?" She asked me, and I nodded.

I focused on Lope's butt as she leaned over to put the DVD in, both because it was a nice butt, and because I was trying to focus on things other than the thing that had made Xico break off the connection last time. I felt her squirming agreement on avoiding that topic, and it was even worse than trying not to think of a pink elephant, since now there were two brains trying not to think of said pink elephant at once. Xico let out a little giggle at that thought, and then Lope plopped onto the couch next to me.

Lope was completely oblivious to any 'no homo' feelings on Xico's part, so she immediately reached for my groin, starting to rub my thigh. I had a hard on already, and once the backs of her fingers ran against it, she started to casually grope at my cock through my underwear. I could feel the way she was concentrating on the TV, the naughty feeling of jerking a guy off without looking at him, then the realization I could probably hear her thoughts, then the conclusion that I didn't mind since she was jerking me off through my underwear without looking at me, I knew she was doing that, and I knew she was thinking that, and I wasn't stopping her.

Which, you know, I actually didn't mind, so I reached over for her pussy, slipping my fingers into her panties as the show went on. I could feel her spiking arousal as I felt her up in that position - but like her, I kept my eyes on the TV, teasing and playing with her clit and lower lips. Xico's own arousal and happiness was also rising as the situation went on - and she was also watching the hentai at the same time, the fact that she could feel Lope and I's constant buzz letting her enjoy the show a lot more than she would have on her own.

Once the actual fucking started up - which didn't take long at all - Lope's hand in my groin got more active, and I could feel the way that Xico was enjoying herself, finding something fun about watching the hentai alongside two other more 'normal' people, whose sexualities the images were clearly designed for. As the girl on screen got fucked into the bed by a horny big-dicked incubus, and as I fingered her and teased her clit, Lope's arousal continued to spike - and then she suddenly got an idea.

"We should do the positions on screen, Rodge," Lope said, a grin on her lips. My cock twitched in her grasp, my thoughts immediately going for how this might enhance things for Xico - and Xico responded by floating up off the couch, making it easy for Lope to lie down as I pulled down my underwear, hard cock bouncing free. Lope's head switched between me and the TV, getting herself into just the right position on her back, pulling off and tossing aside her bra, and I grabbed her thighs, hefting her legs up in mimicry of the incubus protagonist.

Then I shoved my cock inside her and started to just rut away, mimicking the highly active and energetic fucking of the man on screen. Lope moaned in reply, though I also noticed that there was minimal clitoral stimulation in this position, so I tried to lean myself just a bit forward, letting my pelvis stimulate her clit more on every thrust, my cock throbbing inside her as I rammed away, the couch squeaking a bit beneath the forceful thrusts. I used my powers to set my speed that little bit faster, glancing over at the TV screen as I started to match the protagonist's pace.

"Oh, ohhh, it's too good," Lope whined, twisting around on my cock in delirious pleasure - she was obviously playing it up, even without the igoss, but it was still damn sexy anyway. Soon enough, I groaned and leaned down over her, suddenly biting and nibbling at her neck as the protagonist did much the same. That was enough to push her over the edge, her pussy going wild around my cock as I rutted inside her, her moans and gasps filling the air as her fingers reached up to scrape along my back.

I could also feel Xico's own arousal spiking in response to the show, her gaze occasionally flicking over to the television, both to gather more information on what we were watching, and to see if she could really 'add together' the sensation of our fucking to the hentai.

In the end, she decided that it didn't really work, but she was happy to watch us fuck anyway, her tails wagging happily behind her as I fucked her friend into the couch, Lope just moaning underneath me and occasionally offering up dirty talk in the vein of the hentai itself: "Oh, I'm going, to become, a slave to cock, ohhh, a cockslave, that's me, no more heroing, just being a cockslave." It was sexy, both because of the words themselves, but also because she was just putting on the show for me, and I intensified my pace, playing with her clit with one hand as the other held her against me in a ferocious kiss, the hentai pretty much forgotten in the ever-rising arousal of the moment.

Xico's giddy happiness at watching us fuck, at watching her friend get pounded into the couch, added to my own arousal, and Lope's squirming, writhing passion, soon enough completely forgetting about the hentai or even Xico thanks to the experience of getting fucked like that, was also wonderful. It only took a couple more orgasms on Lope's part for me to erupt inside her, groaning as I found sweet release in her waiting sex. I broke off the kiss to just groan into the air, practically roaring out my arousal, and Xico's tails flicked at the air as she watched, her thiasyar moving to gently propel her closer to us, quiet and slow enough that I'd hardly have noticed if I wasn't connected to her.

When I finished coming, I pulled out of Lope again, panting softly and sagging against the couch. Xico gulped, a flickering feeling of guilt running through her mind - all this sex had pretty much been for her benefit, right? I mentally tried to argue, but then she quickly explained where her head was going, as she floated off to the kitchen, running the water on a towel and coming back to me, rubbing my dick down with the thing, cleaning it off of any hint of her or Lope's juices. Lope just panted lazily on the couch, glancing over at the hentai, which was still playing, as she quivered on her back.

Then Xico got down on her knees, still in igoss with me, and wrapped her lips around my cock. It was a weird sensation, given I could pretty much feel her sucking my dick from both ends, but I put that aside. She hummed softly around my length, all her little tongues licking around the tip of my dick, tasting me and enjoying the taste, too. My toes curled and she started to slowly but surely work her way down my dick.

My eyes were focused on her, but even as she sucked me off, she silently suggested I could watch the hentai instead - but I didn't want to watch the hentai, I wanted to watch her suck my cock. Her face turned pink, a happy sort of embarrassment rising inside her as she slurped me up. Soon enough, her nose was pressed into my pelvis, her tails wagging behind her, my pleasure flowing into her and letting her enhance the fellatio, tongues slithering in all sorts of ways to intensify my pleasure.

Lope had leaned up at that point, half-staring at the scene, naked and horny for more, but also not wanting to interrupt her friend. "Xico doesn't mind if you want to do something too," I breathed out, though my voice warbled thanks to her fellatio. Lope half-waddled up to me, then decided to go for a makeout, hoping I'd touch her as she kissed me.

I decided to do exactly that. While Xico worked on her truly obscenely perfect deepthroat - and every time I thought something like that, she'd feel a little burst of delight, which I got to feel through her - I started to play with Lope's pussy with one hand, fingers slipping inside her, palm pressing against her pelvic bone, teasing her clit at the same time. Xico's tongues knew every which way to slide along my dick in no time at all, and then she started to slowly but surely peel back on my cock.

What made it even better, of course, was being able to feel all that pride, eagerness, affection, and love that Xico was putting into the blowjob. For her, sure, she wasn't really being stimulated, and even the shared feeling of 'getting blown' she was experiencing wasn't quite the same as actual sex - but it was still making her genuinely happy. She was showing me what she could do. She was showing off, even, as her tongues swiveled around my tip, running along the crown of my cock. Tasting me the whole while, learning my every weakness through the igoss.

It was too much to really hold back on. I started to come, just moaning into Lope's mouth as I sprayed out inside of Xico's, jerking softly beneath her as she eagerly milked me with her tongues, tails wagging happily as she could feel just how intense this particular orgasm was for me, how her hard work was paying off. Lope broke off the kiss to just sort of watch my expression, enjoying seeing my o-face.

When I finally finished coming, she plopped herself down on the couch next to me, watching me as I laid there, the aftertaste of my cum still in her mouth as the hentai played on, ignored by all three of us. I only recovered enough to do much more than lay there around the time that the credits for the episode finished playing... at which point I pushed Xico down on the couch, pulled down her panties, and fucked her as hard as I could as a 'thank you' for the stupid-good blowjob.

She definitely appreciated it. I could tell, since we were still igossed at that point.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 88: Zipless Fuck
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The desire for sexual release is one of the most primal, basic desires of a human being. Up until very recently, it was an absolute necessity for the survival of a person's genes, for them to have penis-in-vagina sex culminating in ejaculation during ovulation. All the people who never wanted to do that, either got forced into it, or failed to reproduce.

But this is actually a simplification: the genetic causes of the desire for PIV sex are imperfect. Just as they fail to encode the desire for breeding in general, they further fail to actually encode PIV sex itself. They produce a desire for sexual release, instead, thus leading to masturbation. Childhood experiences help to set what an individual is sexually attracted to. The older child of a pair of siblings is more likely to gain a lactation fetish, for example, and particularly when their younger sibling is about six years their junior. Early pornographic experiences can even tie into this - I don't doubt that part of what makes fellatio so appealing to me, is that one of the first porn videos I ever jerked off to was fellatio-focused.

As such, it wasn't particularly surprising that, with Tsuru overseas for some investigation in Japan, Mira invited me over to her place. "I'll blow you a~all you want. I can even get you a gift," she had explained in text. She had the desire for sexual release, and whatever early childhood sexual developments had led her to like fellatio, inclined her to achieve it this way.

She wasn't dressed in the slutty underwear like I'd half-hoped for, but she wore a warm smile as she greeted me at the door. "Hello, Roger," she said, idly licking her lips in a way that promised plenty of mutually enjoyable sex. I entered her mansion eagerly, and she let out a small laugh. "Mm. I have too many instincts made for men from this world," she said, casually sliding one arm around my flank, leaning in to whisper in my ear. "I keep thinking I'm being a presumptive bitch when I send you a sext like that. But I bet you popped a boner the moment you read it, right?"

"It was very sexy, yes," I agreed without hesitation, and she chuckled again at that.

"You know, you should have just told me about this a while back. It's all so much easier, now that I know that it's fine to ask you to come over to screw. Honestly. You're probably the lowest drama man I've ever been with, given that whole bit."

"Really? Guys are that... clingy?" Even switching the genders, I wasn't sure that sounded right.

"Not necessarily clingy. A lot of men would be offended about the gift, they'd want some sort of foreplay, that sort of thing. Whereas you came over from one text, and now," she added, taking my hand and pulling me along, "are going to get blown. And when I'm done blowing you, we may or may not cuddle, but you'll be totally happy to leave, no?"

"Well, I might feel a little wobbly on my legs, particularly given how thorough your fellatio is," I explained, and she let out a laugh by way of reply, nodding along.

"Particularly," she agreed, running her tongue along her upper lip once more. Once we were in the bedroom, she pretty much threw me on the bed - admittedly, it was more like she shoved me towards it and I let her, getting on my back and scrambling to take off my pants. My hard cock bounced up into the air, and she scrambled in between my thighs, starting to tease the tip of my cock with her tongue. She sucked in a deep breath through her nose as she worked me over like that, slithering her tongue around the tip of my dick as she looked up at me.

I just laid back and let her get to work. She started off with lots of long, sinuous licks, her tongue sliding around my crown, then starting to run along various veins. I just twitched beneath her oral ministrations, letting out little grunts and groans of pleasure by way of response to her work. Her lips were hot against my bare skin, each kiss pressing against a different vein on my dick as she moved around, slathering me in spit and lovingly paying attention to my cock.

She was just dragging it out and enjoying herself, obviously - and that was fine by me. I had a gorgeous billionaire currently slurping on my dick, I couldn't complain that she was taking too long to get to the sucking.

After a couple minutes of licking, kissing, and even nuzzling at my cock - rubbing it against her features as if it was her pet and she just wanted to feel its warmth - she let out a soft breath, pulling back from my cock altogether. "I suppose you'd probably rather I was naked for this," she said, a smile on her lips as she started to pull off her clothes. There was no real elegance to the movements: they were desperate and eager as she stripped herself bare. Once she got herself naked, she got right back down in between my thighs, kissing the tip of my cock, her tongue playing against my slit. I just admired her body, the way her ass was raised high into the air, moving slightly back and forth as though she were a cat ready to pounce.

Then I had pretty much the same realization she had: I was probably overdressed for this occasion. I peeled up and off my shirt, and she let out a little laugh against the very tip of my cock, stimulating it further. As I wiggled my way out of my pants as well, she helpfully clambered over them, pulling them down - but the whole time, her lips remained firmly attached to the tip of my cock, her breaths brushing against it to further stimulate me.

When I finally finished getting my pants and socks off, Mira responded by slurping my cock up into her mouth to the base, pressing her nose into my pelvis. I groaned at the sensation, particularly the way her tongue slithered back and forth on the underside of my dick, stretching out down towards my balls. My cock twitched in her throat, and she casually reached up to fondle my balls, her other hand running along my stomach, fingertips sliding across my abs like some lewd parody of clawing against the wall as she drowned. There was no scraping desperation, but it was more smooth motion that pawing at me, and it made my hips buck up into her face almost involuntarily.

Of course, her response to getting that reaction out of me wasn't to complain - on the contrary, she hungrily swallowed around my cock, her throat bobbing, her lips sucking more noisily. Her cheeks hollowed, her lips smacked, her tongue slithered and wormed along the underside of my dick, as she twisted her head around and around. It showed off her body in all sorts of delicious ways, that full ass of hers going one way, then the other, her mouth constantly just sucking all the while... and I came, naturally.

She didn't stop sucking, even though the excited look in her eyes told me that she could tell I was coming straight down her throat. She gulped and gobbled around my dick, noisily sucking, slurping, twisting, licking. I just breathed by way of reply, feeling as if my brain was leaking out through my cock throughout the orgasm. After I came, my dick sensitive in the afterglow of an orgasm, she remained even more firmly attached than before, slurping noisily on it, keeping her lips smacking against my base, a smug little look in her eyes as she worked me over.

My dick did flag, and my sensitivity was through the roof, but it was soon fully erect again - and only then did she pop off, casually jerking me off as she started to speak. "Speak up more, Roger. Come on. Anybody likes to hear that their partner is enjoying themselves. Tell me how good it feels. I want to hear you melt in my mouth." There was a ravenous note to her voice, and my cock twitched in her hand. "See? Dirty talk works on you. It can work on me. If I just wanted a cock down my throat, there are toys out there," she explained - then dutifully slurped me back up, making me gasp.

"Fuck, that's good," I breathed out, reaching down to run my hands through her hair. I tried to think of what I'd like to hear while eating out a girl - Lope had a tendency to be noisy during sex, so something from her? "Oh, yes, yes, Mira, that's it, that's good," I grunted, my hips bucking up into her face, and she let out a satisfied noise. "Fuck, your throat feels so good on my cock, your tongue is just, nngod, so good," I breathed out, and it really was the truth - and saying it made it feel even more true, and encouraged Mira to make it more true.

That tongue of hers was very deft and talented, and she started to bob on my cock, her tongue tracing out shapes on the underside of my cock, following veins up and down and making me shiver. When she'd get up to the tip, she'd occasionally give my cock a quick jerk or two before she slid back down my length, and when she was down in my pelvis again, her throat would just gulp pleasantly. I did my best to give her a good showing of responding, and to keep up my end of the dirty talk. "Fuck, nnn, I want to just grab your face and fuck it," I breathed out. "I want to go absolutely wild on your mouth and throat, fuck, you feel so fucking good."

By way of response, Mira grasped her hair, gathering it into a pair of pigtails, offering it up to me with a sly look in her eyes as she held herself in my pelvis.

I didn't need to be told twice: I grabbed those handles and started to just fuck her face, ramming away at her mouth, hips bucking up into it. It felt fantastic, all the more for the way she gladly took it, the soft hums that escaped her throat, the eager way her tongue slid from side to side along the underside of my cock as I went at it. "That's it, that's great," I repeated, thumping my hips against her face all the more enthusiastically with each passing second, just ramming away without a second thought. She gulped and gobbled on my cock, her saliva dribbling out over her lower lip as she took it, splashing down onto my balls, and I lost myself in the moment until I finally just grunted, rammed my dick down her throat, and erupted all over again down her throat.

I shuddered and released her hair at that point, and she let out hot, soft breaths as she peeled back and off my cock. There was a warm smile on her lips as she wiped at her mouth and chin. "Mm. Good. That was good, Roger." She idly reached down for my cock, fingers dancing along the tip, my length twitching beneath their attentions. "You can keep going, right?"

"I can," I reassured her, and she grinned at that, before slurping my cock up to the base once more.

* * *

I was lying in bed on my back, my skin lightly soaked with sweat as I recovered. Once she'd drained me dry like some kind of succubus, Mira had given me a peck on the cheek, then headed off to grab a snack. "Reese's?" She offered, holding out a package to me, as she herself - still naked, to be clear - munched on one, working along the hard outside of the peanut butter cup.

"Thanks," I responded as I took one.

"Goddamn, this was goo~ood," she said, plopping onto the bed casually. "Just call up the guy, suck his brains out through his dick, and call it. Oh. Did you want any kind of gift? I'm rich so I could buy you a car and forget about it, so anything's on the table."

"I'm also rich."


She snorted at that. "Not as rich as me."

"Well, if I think of anything, I'll tell you," I said, before returning to eating the peanut butter cup.

"How're things with your girlfriends?" I almost choked on the cup at the question, and she snorted. "Oh, right. Can't call them your girlfriends. Sorry. How are things with Xico and Nora?"

"Uh. Good. Nora had a pretty creative thing she did recently, it was a lot of fun." I didn't want to get too into specifics, and fortunately Mira didn't seem to care too much.

"Yeah, I'm not worried about the sex, ha," she said, popping the last of the cup into her mouth and then starting to scrape her thumb off with her teeth. "Hrm. Actually, now that I'm reversing the genders, your relationship with Xico is... older gal takes advantage of a young guy who's pretty much a virgin."

"I'm not taking advantage of her," I said, immediately.

"Mm. I'm just trying to twist the genders around in my head." After a few seconds, she shrugged. "Eh. Worst case, you're using her for sex, and she clearly loves the sex part too. It's not like you're draining her bank account, and she's young enough that any relationship she had would be stupid."

"Thank you for your approval. I didn't realize you were her mother."

Mira snorted at that. "Sorry," she said, leaning up over me, kissing along my neck, one hand trailing down my abs. "Xico just makes you want to protect her, even if she's crazy powerful and can literally read your mind so she knows what she's getting into." Her hand casually stroked my half-erect cock. "I wonder what dumb relationships you got into when you were her age?" I remained stoic in response to the question, and she let out a small laugh. "Ah, fuck. You were probably a virgin up to late, right? If you're the one who has to make the approach, your personality is kinda... bad for that."

"What were you like at eighteen?"

"Dumb enough that an alternate version of me tried to take over the world."

"She also succeeded."

"Yeah, intelligence can make up for youthful idiocy," Mira said, giving up on getting me hard again for the moment. "I was a huge, stupid fuckgirl. You wouldn't believe how much cock I plowed through in my race to a high score." She shrugged. "Make you feel better? Oh, wait. It's probably worse in your home universe, isn't it? Or... like society is still patriarchal, right?"

"I think it's mostly evened out," I answered. "Men who fuck a lot of girls are assumed to be manipulative jerks or whatever. Women who fuck a lot of guys are assumed to have poor impulse control or whatever. I remember reading a study that men who had many sex partners were as likely to be viewed negatively as women who did."

"The final triumph of feminism," Mira agreed. "So it... doesn't bother you?"

"I'm banging Jill."

"I have no idea how many sex partners Jill has had," Mira said.

"No, it doesn't bother me. You obviously didn't learn how to suck dick from an instruction manual."

"True," Mira said with a laugh. She idly reached down for my cock again, casually stroking it. "When's it gonna get hard again, exactly?"

"Probably when you get down there to suck it," I told her, earning a laugh before she crawled down in between my legs, kissing at my half-erect cock. I just laid back, enjoying the sight of her lips gently pressing against my dick, hot breaths spilling over it as she moved around. It took a while for me to recover, even with the gorgeous woman on her hands and knees in front of my cock, kiss-kissing her way across it, little pecks that were full of affection - and then she finally got me up again.

She actually let out a sigh of relief when my cock got hard again. "I was starting to think you were just teasing about getting it up again," she said, casually flipping her hair over her shoulder. "Now, let's see," she breathed out, leaning into it, suckling on the very tip of my cock with those pretty pursed lips. Her mouth then slurped my cock up, and she started to pump away a good few times, just pounding her mouth up and down my cock, imitating my earlier facefuck.

It felt fantastic. She was diligent and attentive, her tongue sliding around the underside of my dick. "That's it, fuck," I breathed out. "Your mouth feels so good on my cock, Goddamn," I continued, and she hummed softly as she continued to pound her face up and down for a good minute or so, while I equally continued my job of telling her what a great job she was doing and how wonderful her mouth felt - then she pulled off altogether.

"Okay, sorry," she breathed out, leaning up and stretching. "You're going to have to do the work if you want any more."

"Do the work?" I prompted her, and she idly rolled over on the bed, head hanging off the edge.

"You know this position, right? I've been pumping on your cock while you've been a pillow prince." She opened her mouth, her long red hair pooling on the ground.

I clambered up out of the bed, too horny to resist such orders, and pointed my cock at her mouth. For a moment, I just teased her, sliding my cock along her lips - and then I thrust inside her throat in a single quick stroke, admiring the bulge as I slowed down time.

I was unsure that I had the energy to really go at it in real time, and Mira's throat felt just as good in slow motion. I started to gently, slowly, pump at her face, moving my hips back and forth... and there was the naked body of a gorgeous billionaire expert fellatrix laid out before me. My hands reached out for her body, fingers casually sliding across her modest breasts - and as I felt her up, I also felt the slow-motion jerk of pleasure in response to my touch.

Mira may have had some weird relationship to her orgasms, that left her eager to call me up just to suck my dick without any reciprocation on my part... but her body certainly didn't feel the same way. Her arousal and desire from the hour-plus suckfest we'd been enjoying had left her feeling pent-up, and with my superspeed, well...

I liked seeing the woman come, and I liked the feeling of Mira's mouth on my cock, so I slid my hand down towards her pussy. She let out this soft whine of ambivalent desire and complaint, stretched out into eternity, but she didn't try to wriggle away or anything. My fingertips teased at her clit, and then I slipped into her sex with two of them, rubbing at her clit with my palm.

She promptly came, a choked moan around my cock stimulating me still further. The vibrations it produced played out in slow motion, her orgasm exaggerated in its length, and it enticed me further, making me ram my dick down her throat and hold it there as she twitched in place. I kept my superspeed power at its maximum, relishing the sight of Mira's hips bucking up into my hand, of her slowly vibrating through buzzing around my dick, the warmth and wetness of it accompanied by licking that felt languid and slow to me, but must have been feverish for Mira herself.

Since the orgasm was playing out in slow motion for me, it went on for solid minutes, that quiet buzz around my cock truly delicious, and I just sighed and cast my head back, casually pumping my hips against Mira's face, half-inch pumps that left my balls to slap against her nose again and again.

Despite how good it felt, Mira had drained my cock so hard that I didn't come at any point during her minutes-long orgasm, and when it finished, I pulled out of her mouth and let time speed back up. Mira stared at my hard cock as it bounced in front of her face, her tongue sliding across her lips. She glanced up at me, her breathing seeming normal despite how long I'd been lodged in her throat from my perspective. "Did you come?" She asked, this note of raw, animal desire in her voice.

"Sorry, no. You've really drained me dry," I admitted.

"Clearly not just yet," she said, with a sly smile, then just opened her mouth wide and inviting all over again. Her tongue waggled in front of her mouth, as if to say, Here it is, let's finish the job and drain out the last few drops of cum from those balls of yours.

Obviously, I took her up on the offer, starting to fuck her face once more. This time, I decided to see her response to me going truly all out: I slowed down time, but kept up the hard pace of fucking. Her response was a brief - repeatedly cut-off - noise of surprise, causing a similarly short puff of sputtering-gagging, but the moment that ended, she was eagerly humming around my dick as I pounded away. The sheer pace I could put her mouth through was no doubt obscene to her, as I just rutted at her face, and I let my hands slide down her gorgeous naked body towards her pussy again, casually playing with her clit and pussy both.

She was squirming on my dick in delight as she got it from both ends, and I was enjoying the feeling of her throat as it bounced and shivered and hummed around my cock. Even the mattress was reacting strangely to my rough pace, my pounding so fast that I'd often prevent the 'bounce back' from the previous thrust. Mira certainly didn't complain about any of it, her tongue lashing my dick as fast as it could in slow motion, giving up on any skill or precision to compensate with raw speed.

I did try to make her come again, but of course, she'd just orgasmed, and I was going hog wild on her mouth, so I ultimately failed to do so. When my cock started to pulse in eager readiness to come, I managed to pull back so that just the tip was past her lips, my length twitching in her mouth, and let time resume its normal pace so she could react properly to that fact.

She got it almost immediately, bringing up one hand to jerk me off into her mouth as her tongue slithered and danced around the tip of my cock. I gasped at the sensations, and then erupted, spraying hot cum all over the inside of her mouth, my hips quietly jerking back and forth. She worked hard to drain me dry, cheeks hollowing as she sucked and sucked on the tip, gulping down the last few spurts my body had to give.

When I finished, I flopped down on the bed again, and Mira just panted on her back before eventually getting up off it, grabbing her phone and sitting down on the bed next to me, so that her back was against the headboard, her legs crossed in front of her.

"You don't mind if I text Tsuru, right?" She added, already tapping away at her phone, and I just shook my head. She got a reply very quickly, typing back and forth with her girlfriend right next to me. I just stared up at the ceiling as I recovered from the long fellatio session. "Hey," she said, casually planting one hand on my shoulder. "Tsuru says hi," she noted, leaning over to show me the phone.

Tsuru was in her underwear, mouth open, tongue outstretched, holding up the phone for the camera. The underwear wasn't sexy, but all the underlying implications were - particularly the fact that Mira wasn't into receiving, so this image had to be for my benefit. My cock twitched in response, and Mira grinned  in a way that made it obvious that was exactly what she wanted.

Still, my cock was not getting erect again. "I really need a break."

"Sure, sure," Mira agreed, pulling the phone back, texting away. "Just a thought, can you take that break at superspeed? Not sure how that works with your power, but you could try it out," she noted.

"It cancels when I fall asleep."

"It can help you get to sleep, surely? No stimulation at all. Oh, here's my sleep mask," she noted, handing it over. "Take a nap."

I put on the sleep mask and closed my eyes, letting her tippity-tapping slow down to one tenth speed; it didn't take me long at all to finally pass out.

Of course, when I woke up, it was with Mira's lips once more plastered onto my apparently-recovered cock, and I could only just lean back and enjoy it.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 87: Subs
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Gillian had a very high sex drive, and while she was respectful of me telling her I wasn't interested at the moment, she was unafraid of asking again the very next day, or in a few hours, or sending me sexy texts. Unlike Kate, whose sexts had this fumbling vibe to them, Gillian had rapidly homed in on the absolutely optimal sext: a picture of her, on her knees, mouth open, tongue invitingly splayed out, combined with some sexy outfit and some text about my cock, her desire for my cock, or what I might do with my cock to her, that never failed to make me want to fuck her face.

It wasn't literally always that, but she definitely got very keyed into the things I liked, very quickly. It was a very interesting contrast, and I wondered exactly where she got it from.

I popped a boner to that one, for sure. I considered whether it was worth it to ask her to come over, since that normally took five or ten minutes, and Kate did live right across the hall from me.

The brat act was cute to me, but I just left her on read, going over to Kate's room, knocking on the door. She took only a couple seconds to arrive, pulling it open in such a way she clearly was nervous about anybody seeing what she was wearing. It was a white, casual t-shirt, her standard choker... and her microkini bottoms. To whatever extent the walk over had hurt my boner, it was roaring back with delight at the sight of her like that. Her cute little nervousness also made me want to pound her.

"I've got another girl coming over. She's a sub like you - the one I was sexting with a while back. I can fuck you here, or in my room, but if it's here, she'll be coming in." Kate glanced over her shoulder nervously. "If it's messy, we can do it at mine."

"Let me put on some pants-" I just grabbed Kate's wrist, pulling her along through the halls. She turned red, but she didn't resist me, and she definitely could have. Nobody else was in the hall, anyway, and I soon had her dragged into my room, whereupon I pinned her back against the wall, mashing my lips up against hers as my fingers ran down to her sex, slipping into her microkini bottom to tease her lower lips. She just moaned by way of response, quivering at my touch.

I pulled back from the kiss to see her shivering on my fingertips, as I slipped my fingers inside her cunt a scant second or so later. She moaned at the fingering. "You look scrumptious like this," I told her, making her pant heavily, as my mouth got near her ear. "Collar. Microkini. Both symbols of my domination of you, and you were wearing them alone in your room, not even expecting me." My thumb rubbed against her clit, and she gasped. "What do you have to say for yourself, Sow?"

"Oink oink," was Kate's response. That actually wasn't what I was wanting her to say - but it was hot as fuck too.

"That's a good girl. Now, Jill will probably be here shortly," I told her. "So I was thinking, I'd fuck you right in the entryway, that way the first thing she sees is you bent over and taking it." Kate nodded rapidly - she was very passive in the bedroom, but also generally always happy with whatever I suggested. "Take off your top, Sow." She grabbed the base of her shirt and just yanked it off, moving fast enough that I heard it rip, and she winced at the noise. "Now, put your hands against the wall, and present that gorgeous ass of yours to me."

"Yes, Master," she breathed out, shuddering with arousal as she presented her ass to me.

There was definitely a very sharp difference between Kate and Gillian, obvious with the back-to-back sexting with Gillian to dragging Kate into my apartment. Gillian was active, enthusiastic, interested in sex in numerous ways - only submissive in the bedroom, really. Kate was nervous and needy, wanting to keep our relationship going with a level of desperation, and it made her submissive outside of the bedroom too.

I liked both flavors, of course. I'm a very high-minded kind of guy in that way.

I just pulled Kate's microkini bottom to one side, and slid myself into her pussy, enjoying the way she shuddered at my entrance, her body trembling on my cock. Hot, wet breaths spilled out of her mouth as she quivered on my cock, mouth opening and closing. I was all the way inside her in a single stroke, and I just casually enjoyed her body like that, hands running along her flanks, reaching up to her tits, groping one in either hand. They were big, full, and round, and I just casually groped and caressed them as I remained hilted inside her. "Which do you think would be a better thing for Jill to walk in on, Kate? Me hilted inside of you, groping your tits, or these fat titties of yours bouncing with every single thrust as I pound you to heaven?"

Her pussy tightened at that, and she bit her lip, clearly trying to think it over. I just squeezed her breasts all the harder, earning a sharp gasp from her. "I... think... bouncing," she said, and I smacked her tits. "Master!" She corrected.

As a reward, I started fucking her nice and hard, hand going to her clit. I didn't use my power at maximum - then it'd take an hour for Gillian to show up - but instead ran at somewhere between 1.5 and 2x speed. Kate was still energized by everything that had come before, so it didn't take too long for her to come, and when she did, I hilted inside her and enjoyed the feeling of her muscular cunt spasming around my cock, letting time resume its normal course.

She was panting as she came down from the ecstatic high, chest heaving with exertion in the afterglow, and I casually enjoyed the view of her body from behind. Her nice, sculpted ass. Her big tits, juuust barely visible from this angle. Her dark hair, rolling down around her features, obscuring them from my sight. Every bit of it had my cock twitching inside her, my hands running along her flanks and caressing her tits again. She squirmed in response to my touch, pulling her head up, finally drawing her hand away from the wall to push aside her hair. "M-Master, please, fuck me more," she begged, her voice trembling with need. "Please fuck this lowly little fuckpig, she wants it so bad."

I was pretty sure she assumed I was teasing her by not fucking her, but, I couldn't resist such a needy request anyway. I immediately went right back to what I'd been doing before, and she was panting and moaning in no time at all, her noises of pleasure stretched out and exaggerated by my power as I just pounded away at her pussy.

I was just getting her off for a second time - Kate squealing and oinking like a good piggy - when the door to my apartment finally opened, and there was Gillian. She was wearing a pretty cute, light outfit - a tight black shirt and a splayed pink skirt that reached her thighs. Kate tightened up like crazy as the door opened, her head swimming in response to being suddenly turned into an exhibitionist, but I just enjoyed the feeling as I turned my gaze over to Gillian.

She was just smiling at the show. "Oh! I didn't realize Kate was into this sort of thing too," Gillian said, and Kate hissed and gasped. "Don't worry, I'm a hard M," she added. "I can keep a secret, I'm a good girl for goshujinsama. Ooo, interesting outfit, hm," she hummed, looking Kate over, instantly taking in what she saw and adding it to some internal file of things I liked.

She definitely worked to be a 'fuckgirl,' as she put it.

I casually pulled out of Kate, while Kate herself hid her face behind her hands. Gillian just closed the door behind her. "Hi! Don't worry, I won't tell anybody! I may be noisy, but I get not being totally into everybody knowing your crazy kinks! Even I have my secrets!"

"Yeah, yeah. Put your mouth to the use you keep sending me photos of," I told Gillian, who let out a laugh as she got down on her knees, mouth opening wide, tongue stretching out invitingly. It was a damn sexy sight, all the more because she was about to clean my dick off of another woman's juices. I just casually slid my cock past those pretty dark lips of hers, and she immediately set to sucking. "Sow," I said, and Kate jerked at the nickname, looking back at me, but really not having much of anything she could do to argue. "Suck on my balls," I added, as I continued to slowly push my dick all the way into Gillian's throat.

Kate obeyed quietly, leaning in to suck on my balls, her tongue slithering about on them as she did so. She looked up at me with big, puppy dog eyes, begging for my approval, and I casually reached down for her head, running my fingers through her hair reassuringly.

Gillian may have gotten jealous, because she started wetly swallowing around my cock at that point, her tongue slapping at the underside of my cock, then curling around it. Her hand even came up to her throat after a few seconds of that intense action, casually squeezing her throat tight around my cock and intensifying the pressure.

I just groaned, relishing the feeling of it, my thoughts briefly turning off as my dick twitched inside Gillian's throat. Kate noticed the intensity of my response, and got even noisier with her sucking on my balls, slurping wetly around them. I casually grabbed a tangle of Gillian's hair and started fucking her face on my cock, relentlessly pounding away, just enjoying the carnal, base sensation of power that it brought me. Her wet glugs around my dick were music to my ears - probably exaggerated, even, knowing her. I didn't care, though. "That's right, take my cock, bitch," I told her, and I heard her softly moan around my dick, hand going down towards her cunt, starting to play with herself as she sucked.

Given Kate seemed unsure of having this relatively-new addition to the threesome hanging around, I decided to reassure her that Gillian was absolutely as much of a freak as her. "You love getting your throat fucked on my fat cock, don't you, bitch? You know this tight little gullet of yours was made to take my big white dick." She moaned in agreement, nodding rapidly in assent, her hand in her pussy getting even more active. "Look at you, such a needy bitch you play with your cunt while you get your throat fucked. Kate's focused on my pleasure, you know?" Gillian just nodded by way of reply, while Kate blushed with my words. I peeled Gillian off my dick - and, in a move that came to me in the moment, spat on her face.

That actually sent her over the edge, apparently, because she immediately started to come, moaning and thrashing in front of me. Kate got noisier in her sucking on my balls, reaching up for my cock to stroke it, fingers running up and down my length eagerly and intensely. Given my dick was pointed at a hot black girl currently in the middle of an orgasm, it took no time at all for me to ejaculate, spraying hot cum all over her face with my white spunk. I shuddered in the afterglow, sagging for just a moment, admiring Gillian's mix of delirious expression and cum-coated face.

I grabbed my phone, then, and took a few shots. She looked absolutely delicious like that.

"Mm... fuck," I sighed. "Sow, clean up Jill's face," I said, intentionally being vague about the specifics, and Kate blushed but moved to obey. She scooped cum up off the other girl's face, feeding it into her mouth, glancing up at me for approval, and my cock just throbbed at the pleasant show. Once she was done, I took a step back. "Let's go to the bedroom, girls," I ordered, and both of them rose up with obvious energy.

Gillian looked over Kate's outfit curiously. "Hmm... so you like outfits like that, goshujinsama?" Gillian asked.

"A-ah, it's, ahm," Kate hesitantly started up, making Gillian just stare at her.

"Yes. I ordered her to wear the choker and the microkini."

"Ooo! Oh, you're his-! Ah, I'm sorry, Kate!" Gillian bowed deeply at that point, and Kate just blinked in confusion. "You're always wearing that choker, I didn't realize you were Roger's, well, sow I guess!" She smiled brightly as she finished the thought. "I just thought you were another girl he fucked because he's a huge slut! Oop-! Not supposed to say slut." She glanced at me, seeming genuinely apologetic. "Sorry! I just say mean things sometimes as a joke, don't take it seriously."

"Like I said, it doesn't bother me, it just sounds weird." I shook my head. "Let's go to the bedroom, so I can stick my dick in Kate's pussy while I finger you."

"Ooo, I'm being punished, Kate!" She gave Kate a little elbow. "I guess you're his favorite!"

"A-ahm... thanks," Kate said, nervously smiling at the other girl.

It was a very weird interplay between the pair, but to be honest, I did like it - mostly that Gillian was clearly trying to be actively nice to Kate. Sometimes I worried I was too harsh to Kate, but also, she very clearly liked it and was atrocious at expressing her feelings and kinks.

Either way, I soon had both girls bent over my bed. Gillian had flipped up her skirt and pulled her panties down to around her ankles, while Kate just tugged the microkini to the side again, revealing her slick sex to the open air, my cock throbbing at the sight. On the left, one glorious, fit black booty; on the right, an equally glorious, sculpted full white ass. I couldn't resist for any time at all, soon just stuffing my cock inside Kate, one hand going to Gillian and just teasing her pussy with my fingertips - not fingering her, but slithering my fingers along the outline of her lower lips.

For Kate, my hand went to her clit, playing with it as well - but also, I'd made her come twice before Gillian showed up, so I decided to just go for it, ramming away at her tight pussy and enjoying the feeling of her inner walls squeezing and caressing my cock. I didn't pay too much mind to her pleasure, but the rough slamming at her hips was enough to drive her over the edge, and it didn't take much time at all for her to come, squealing out her pleasure loudly as her pussy went absolutely wild around my cock.

I hilted at that point, grabbing her hair and twisting her up by it, bits of saliva spraying out of her mouth as she got manhandled. Her pussy tightened as I looked her dead in the eyes, kissing her fiercely again, and she moaned into my mouth in pure, delirious pleasure, her pussy going absolutely wild around my cock as she came and came. It felt fantastic, the feeling of that tight, muscular cunt of hers doing everything it could to earn an orgasm from me.

Then I pulled out of her, letting her collapse back onto the bed in a panting mess, and just shoved my cock inside Gillian. My fingers reached for her throat, and I felt her tighten in anticipation. "Choke me like the bitch I am, goshujinsama! Cunts like me don't deserve to brea-khhh!" She was cut off as I dutifully began to choke her just as requested, enjoying the way she tightened up on my cock. My fingers went wild on her clit, and she came almost immediately, letting out choked noises and sputters as I held onto her throat. I groaned at the sensation of it, while Kate just watched, panting, as I mistreated another woman scant inches away from her, arousal written on her features.

I pulled Gillian up close to me, my breath hot in her ear as I spoke. "You like being choked too, huh?" Gillian nodded rapidly in response, her cunt insanely tight - and I just pulled out of her pussy, letting her collapse back onto the bed before getting behind Kate and shoving my cock inside her.

Kate moaned at the sudden, forceful entrance, and was left gasping and panting with each and every thrust. Her pussy was absolutely going wild around my cock, her arousal clearly at a fever-pitch, and I quietly tweaked my speed up, and up, the pace feeling the same for me but becoming increasingly intense for her. She moaned, the noises stretching out as time slowed down, the mattress's squeaks getting both louder and longer. Gillian was watching the scene, one hand in between her thighs, casually playing with herself as she waited for her next turn, while my hands just groped Kate's tits for a moment.

For a moment, I just gave up on caring about either woman's pleasure. I'd made them both come, so I could do whatever I wanted, and right now, what I wanted to do was... I grabbed Gillian's hip, rolling her over onto Kate until she was on her back, her skirt still flipped up, showing off her pussy to me. I set time back to normal, listening to Kate gasp and whimper as I suddenly slowed down. "Take off your top," I ordered Gillian, who immediately moved to obey. "Sow, keep Jill on top of you, got it?"

"Mhm!" Kate said, unable to manage much more, her pussy quivering quietly around my cock, her breathing shallow and ragged. She actually started to use her flying power just a smidge, legs rising off the ground faintly - presumably because it was easier for her to maintain that position with her power than her legs.

It was a gorgeous sight. Kate speared on my cock, her pussy quietly throbbing around my cock, and Gillian's bare breasts presented up for me to enjoy the sight of. At that point, I groped Kate's tits with one hand, and Gillian's with the other, before starting to rapidly slam into Kate all over again. Gillian just squirmed at my touch, obviously wanting more - and soon enough, she got it, because I pulled out of Kate and slammed into her, making her squawk in pleasant surprise, eyelashes fluttering as I started to fuck her absolutely silly. In that position, I could slide my hand up from her breast to her throat, casually squeezing at it, enjoying as her pussy quivered around my cock.

I leaned over her, close enough that Gillian might have thought I was about to kiss her - and then spat on her face again, making her immediately come, her pussy going wild around my cock. I slowed down time, just letting the moment and pleasure stretch out, ramming away at her pussy all the harder as her inner walls gripped and squeezed at my cock, legs randomly flailing behind me.

I wound up coming like that, ramming myself inside her and just spraying out hot cum at superspeed, the stuff sticking awkwardly to the inside of her cunt in ways that felt very weird at superspeed - one tenth speed globs take a while to move, I suppose - so I pulled out of her, took a moment to catch my breath, and then thrust into Kate, letting go of Gillian's throat and enjoying the way she gasped for air in slow motion.

I was still at superspeed, of course. I'd given up on fucking them for their pleasure, but there was also something obscenely sexy about their almost statuesque bodies displayed like that.

I had the sudden thought that I should get a few big mirrors for my bedroom, just so that when I was fucking girls like this, I could see them from multiple angles. I pulled out my phone and added that idea to my notes as I rammed away at Kate's pussy, an act that took me maybe half a minute subjectively, but three seconds from her frame of reference.

I wasn't playing with either girl's clit or even really thinking about their pleasure any more, just casually pawing at their tits or asses as I fucked them back and forth. Even just fucking Kate while paying her no mind was itself quite pleasant, especially when Kate came from the hard ramming I was giving her with no further work. I pulled out of Kate, thrusting back into Gillian, going absolutely crazy on both women's bodies, enjoying the sight of them as they bounced in slow motion, occasionally twisting my head around to watch Kate's tits bounce - she was now balanced by a mix of her forearms and her flight power, letting those gorgeous full breasts of her sway back and forth.

After coming inside both women, twice each, I finally let my power turn back down, their pussies so full of my cum it wasn't that pleasant to fuck them any more - and, in fact, when I withdrew from Gillian after such an attempt, my cock was coated with globs of cum. They were panting and squirming in anticipation of more, but quite honestly, I'd gotten out my id, so I just plopped onto my back on the bed, resting my head against the pillow. "I think I'm done," I said, by way of explanation, staring up at the ceiling.

Gillian was the first to move out of the position she'd been in, clambering onto the bed in between my thighs, leaning down towards my cock to lick it clean. She moved her tongue along the cum in particular, looking up at me with light in her eyes, my dick twitching in her grasp.

Once Kate realized that there was more to do besides just lay there in the afterglow, she floated over to join Gillian in on the cum-cleaning work, and Gillian dutifully shifted my cock towards her, sharing some of that cum with obvious gusto. The pair's diligent tongues slithered this way and that as they worked together to lick my cock dry.

"Goshujinsama, do you want this horny needy black bitch to slurp your cock down, to pay you back for fucking and choking and spitting on her?" Gillian asked, fluttering her eyelashes up at me invitingly, and my dick twitched in her hand.

Well... my cock was still hard, even if I was on my back from having fucked them for an hour or two. "Go ahead," I told her, my voice almost dismissive, and Gillian let out a small noise of happiness - but only in the time it took her to slurp my dick into her mouth, whereupon her throat got closed off by her completely throating me. She quietly swallowed around my base, closing her eyes as her tongue slithered around and her body just quietly twisted from side to side, tits occasionally brushing my thighs.

Kate looked at the scene, biting her lip. It wasn't quite the same cuckqueanish desire to be humiliated she normally showed when watching me fuck another girl - I guess she felt actually threatened by another submissive. Eventually, she looked up at me. "Is there anything I can do, Master?"

"Give me your tits," I ordered her, and she almost scrambled up to me, pushing her breasts into my hands, giving me something fun to grope and play with. Her microkini was soon just squished off-balance, leaving her looking lewder than if she'd actually been topless, her nipples exposed as I groped her fat tits. "Good girl," I told her, and she smiled genuinely at that, my cock throbbing inside Gillian's throat.

After a few minutes of hard work deepthroating me, I wound up blowing my load inside of Gillian's mouth, my fingers clamping down on Kate's tits as I did so, my hips bucking up into the other woman's face. She peeled back from my cock, my dick still wet with her spit, and idly wiped her mouth. "I hope I was a good cocksucker for you, goshujinsama!"

"It was good, yeah," I said, involuntarily yawning.

"Ooo, how do you cuddle with your sub normally, goshujinsama?" Gillian asked, idly stroking my cock as she asked.

"My sub?" I was tired enough that I didn't quite get it.

"With Kate!" Kate turned red at that statement.

"Oh. It depends. A lot of the time she's little spoon, though," I explained.

"Little spoon is definitely nice. Mm..." She gave my cock a quick kiss. "If you want to go to sleep, goshujinsama, I'll let you two cuddle!" She got up from the bed at that point, collecting her clothes.

Maybe she was trying to play the brat to get me to fuck her some more to prove I could keep going - but I really was tired, so I let her go, doing as she suggested and pulling Kate into a little spoon position with me, wrapping my arms around her and just closing my eyes.

She was still there when I woke up the next morning, and the position meant my morning wood had quietly slipped in between her thighs - and she'd apparently woken up early, because she was quietly gripping it with her thighs, tensing and untensing the muscles there, giving me something very nice to wake up to.

I gave her a morning spoonfuck, and she came her brains out.

It was nice.

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Superheroine-Seducing Accountant, Chapter 86: School Daze
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Nora had taken notes on the various animated pornographic videos ("hentai") which Roger had at his home. She had paid particular attention to his preferences in the hentai that they had watched together, but she had also taken down the names of all the other ones, and watched them later with her various bodies to take in their plots, themes, and characters. Roger's mention of the differences between his preferred material at home, and what was present in this universe, were also taken into account. She made several charts, taking into account both which sex positions occurred, and what sort of relations the protagonists had with one another. She did her best to work out exactly which ones seemed to fit Roger's tastes the best, contrasting their elements with his daily life.

Of course, there was one thing he noted about the hentai: the ones in his home universe would have featured multiple women. She had at first thought he was speaking of a 'gangbang,' similar to when she had sat on his face, rode his cock, and got fingered, all at the same time, but he clarified that the women would not merely be faceless sex beasts, but actually detailed characters. That was certainly quite different from any of the hentai at his home.

There was also the issue that the hentai he had at his home was not selected by him, but by "Gillian Gardener," a new employee who apparently hit on men in very extreme ways until/unless told to stop. Roger was the only one who had not told her to stop hitting on him, which was consistent with Nora's mental model that Roger was very sexually promiscuous for a man.

She had a rough plan in mind for an extremely sexy scenario for Roger to enjoy, based on one of the hentai that he had seemed particularly aroused by - one wherein a student wound up blackmailed and bred by her teacher. He seemed less enthused by the more humiliating scenes, such as the teacher stepping on her face and making her lick his toes, but the scenes where she sucked his cock were (as expected) very arousing to Roger. As was the epilogue scene, where the girl was wearing a tight choker with her new husband (her former teacher)'s name on it, suggesting that his blackmail had resulted in him marrying her, where she would presumably be sexually used by him continuously.

She considered asking for Priscilla's aid in constructing the scenario, but decided against it. It was clear to her that Roger had a preference for variety in sexual partners, and she could not fully demonstrate her ability to satiate this need if Roger believed she was reliant on Priscilla for it. As such, she currently had sixteen of her bodies hard at work, numerous different wigs and outfits picked out, and several different shades of lipstick selected. She did not normally wear lipstick, but when she was doing research for the scenario, she saw that many high school girls nowadays, particularly those with "unusual" styles (such as "goths" and "punks"), did. The uniqueness of the lipstick also added to the effect she was going for, that she could play many different roles in the bedroom.

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Nora had invited me over to her place again, but she stopped me just after I entered the door. "I would like you to wear this blindfold, and let me lead you into one of the rooms of the house, as I believe that you will enjoy the surprise I have prepared for you much more if it is revealed at once."

"Sure, go ahead," I told her, and she dutifully put on the blindfold, taking my hand and guiding me through her house. Eventually, she set me in front of a desk, directing my hands to rest on it. It was a little awkward, but she pulled up the blindfold a second later, revealing...

She had turned one of the rooms in her house into a fake classroom, complete with numerous student desks. I was seated where the teacher would be - behind me, there was even a white board - and filling the room were fifteen Noras, each of whom was wearing a schoolgirl outfit. They weren't all identical, though: one had on what was presumably a black wig, with eyeliner, black lipsticks, earrings and a choker, a smoky look in her eyes as I met her gaze. Another was wearing her short blonde hair in pigtails, the top several buttons of her shirt undone, casually sucking on a lollipop. Another was wearing a purple wig, with bright, colorful makeup, including a similarly purple set of lipstick. A fourth had on glasses, which she pushed up as my gaze fell on her. Each girl had a different overall vibe, like an entire class full of distinct, sexy schoolgirls. (Admittedly, they did look more like late twenties muscle gals than actual late teens, but I didn't mind one whit.)

My cock was instantly hard, of course. It was Nora that had set this up, so I could predict what she was thinking: sexy scenario where I get to fuck all these women. "Teacher?" The bespectacled Nora prompted, making me turn her way. "Please, continue your lecture, as this is English class and we are here to learn English."

"No, we should not learn English, as I am uninterested in studies and speak English to an adequate degree regardless." That was the 'slutty' Nora, the one with the pigtails and the low top. "If our sexy teacher decides not to teach us, that is good and should be encouraged."

From behind me, Nora whispered in my ear, making me jerk with surprise even though I should have known she was there. "We can do any number of scenarios wherein you coerce these students at an all-girls' school to have sex with you, including them having secret crushes on you, or you using mind control of some type, or anything else. Please specify your preference so you can enjoy the scenario to its fullest."

"Did you buy all this furniture just for me?"

"They were being thrown out by a school which was upgrading, so they were very cheap," Nora replied.

I thought about it for a few seconds, looking at all the girls there. There was an instinct to treat each of them as a different person, and having fifteen different girls waiting for my order was an intensely sexy feeling, so I decided not to correct myself from "all the girls" to "all the bodies," just licking my lips, my head running over different scenarios, different porn... just searching for one that appealed to me in that moment.

"The scenario is," I started, "they're all normal schoolgirls. When I take out my cock, the smell makes them crazy aroused." I knew Nora often struggled with roleplaying, and I didn't want this scenario to go wrong that way, so I tried to explain further. "It's like, my scent makes them too horny to resist any command, because they want to fuck me that bad, just from getting a whiff of it. They're more struck dumb or hypnotized by it before I actually make them do anything, just staring at my dick and drooling."

"I see. I will leave you now, then. If you would like, I could return later in a role as a sexy teacher who also becomes instantly hypnotized by your cock's smell." She didn't give me time to act on the momentary instinct to grab her hips and just fuck her, because she left soon thereafter.

"Teacher?" Bespectacled-Nora asked again.

I responded by stepping around my desk and going right up to her, my hard cock straining against my pants and underwear with every step, and her eyes were drawn to it as I drew close. "What's your name?"

"Ah! I am Jennifer Whitewater, age 18, and I hope to become an actuary when I complete college, as it is a high paying field which relies on ma..." She trailed off as I pulled out my cock, my dick just bobbing right in front of her face. Her nostrils flared as she drank in my scent, leaning in towards my cock to sniff it all the harder. Her mouth fell open a moment later, and she started to lick the underside, making my dick bob up and down on her face, casually smacking her nose.

"Keep talking," I said, enjoying the sight of her like that.

My dick just rested on her face as she spoke, occasionally bouncing a little when it throbbed, smacking her right in the face. "Ah... actuaries use math, which I am particularly skilled in, and like many people, I have chosen a career path based on my natural talents. I think that I would make a large amount of money, which I could use to raise my sexual market value, and result in me acquiring a highly desirable ma-mmf!" She was cut off as I just casually grabbed the back of her head, pulling her down my cock. I slid into her throat easily, soon mushing her nose into my pubes, and her glasses wound up pushed up by the motion, caught between my stomach and her forehead.

I looked around at that point, taking in all the other girls there. Every single one of them had her lips parted, their eyes all focused on my pelvis. Some of them were far enough along that saliva had actually dripped over their lower lip, staining their chins in a stupefied expression which was all the sexier for the fact that Nora was doing it on purpose.

I just groaned at that, starting to forcefully pump 'Jennifer' up and down my cock, just taking her mouth like it was a sex toy, ramming away without a care in the world. I did worry about Nora's pleasure, though, so after a bit, I spoke up. "Masturbate, you horny little fuckpuppet," I told Jennifer, who moaned around my dick as she started to do exactly that, pulling up her schoolgirl skirt and shoving fingers into her cunt. The feeling of her choked-off moans was really damn hot, but so was the sight of all the other girls, blankly staring, expressionless, at the scene of me fucking Jennifer's face.

"You," I said, pointing to the girl who was dressing slutty, with the ultra-short pigtails and the low-cut top. She mindlessly pointed to herself. "What's your name?"

"My name is Britney Waller, age 18, and I am actually a lesbian, but your cock is so amazing that I cannot help but feel drawn to it. I hope to become a fashion designer as an adult-"

"Don't care," I interrupted, thrilling in the way her mouth instantly snapped shut like I'd physically grabbed her chin and forced her to stop talking, my cock furiously throbbing inside Jennifer's throat as I continued to fuck her face like a masturbation aid. Jennifer kept on masturbating all the while, her choked moans adding to my pleasure. "Take off your top, but keep on that bra," I said - I could see the lace of it, and it was definitely a sexy thing to see, as she exposed ever-more flesh to the open air.

She looked hot in just a bra, of course. It was Nora. She was hot. My brain briefly suggested that if we got married, she would almost certainly consent to a couple of her bodies getting breast enhancement surgery, but that was a terrible reason to marry someone so I put it out of my mind. I focused instead on Nora's current breast size, contained in a lovely pink bra with nice white frills along the edges. Britney puffed up her chest as I stared at her tits, and that single, subtle act was enough to send me over the edge. I just jammed Jennifer right down my cock, holding her in my pelvis, and unloaded straight down her throat. She intensified her masturbation, choked moans adding to my pleasure as she worked extra hard to get both of us off.

When I was finished coming, I pulled out of Jennifer's mouth, casually letting my cock rest against her features. At some point as I'd been staring at Britney's tits, Jennifer's glasses had fallen off and clattered onto her desk. I just grabbed them and stuck them back on her as she panted and stared at my dick, her lips parted, practically begging for me to stick my dick back in her mouth.

Tempting as it was, there were other girls there. I just went over to Britney and smacked my cock against her face a few times. She actually let out a moan in response to it, and sniffed greedily when I rubbed my tip up against her nostrils. "Still a lesbian?" She shook her head by way of reply, her eyes crossing as she stared at my dick. "That's right. My cock's so amazing it could turn you straight."

"I do not think I am heterosexual, but instead bisexual, as I am bo-mmf!" She was cut off by me sticking my dick into her mouth. There was something deeply fun and satisfying about sticking my cock past her pretty lips.

"You're not eating pussy again," I declared. I wasn't particularly interested in the whole "lesbian show" thing, but I mostly said it because I knew Nora was actually straight and extremely not interested in any weird clone-masturbation stuff. "Never again. You're going to be my cocksucker going forward. Jennifer, eat my ass," I ordered, and I could hear as she suddenly scrambled into action, while I just kept my dick stuffed down Britney's throat, holding her down there, nose mushed into my pubes, my hand holding one of her pigtails. "Start masturbating, Britney," I ordered, keenly aware that Jennifer hadn't actually come. "Masturbate hard. I want you to get off before I come again."

Britney started to masturbate like crazy in response to that command, frantically frigging her pussy with one hand, the other slipping under her bra to play with her nipple. It was an obscene sight, as I held her down on my cock, and I casually peeled her up and off my dick, letting my cock just smack against her face. "Say you're not a lesbian. That you're straight. Otherwise, I'll go fuck the next girl in line's mouth."

"Ah, ahn," Britney half-moaned, shivering as she continued to masturbate. "I am straight, teacher," she told me, and I dutifully slid my dick right back into her mouth, enjoying the feeling of her throat wrapping around my dick, of Jennifer continuing to eat my ass.

I wasn't fucking Britney's face, just holding her down, and I turned my attention to the goth girl, with the eyeliner and the black wig and the choker and the faux-piercings (at least, I hope they were fake piercings - it'd be a little much for her to have gotten piercings just for me). "What's your name?"

"Lilith, although this is not the name my parents gave me, which is Rebecca Breckenridge. However, that is insufficiently goth, so I instead selected the name of Adam's cast-aside wife, as like Adam's cast-aside wife, I am very sexually appealing and also dark and sinful and refuse to yield to male authority." My cock twitched a bit inside of Britney's throat. Sure, Nora was obviously reading off a biography card, but she'd managed to hit on something pretty good there. I wondered if there was meant to be more to Jennifer that I didn't get to hear because my dick went in her mouth?

I decided I didn't care, especially once Britney orgasmed. Her throat spasmed around my cock as her blue eyes halfway peeled up, her throat quietly spasming around my dick. I looked up at Lilith, as my cock furiously pulsed inside of Britney's throat. "Lilith. If you want me to stick this cock down your gullet, you will have to tell me that you have given up on feminism and accept total male domination. If not, I'll move on to the next girl, and that's all."

She stared at me for a couple seconds before speaking. "I see. As an ardent feminist, I do not wish to do the thing you have said, but your cock is entrancing and sexy, and all I can think about right now. I would like to be allowed to smell it before I make a final decision."

"You've already smelled it - it's wafting through this whole room. Say the words, or once I nut down Britney's throat, I'm going off to the next bitch who knows her place."

"That is a very rude and disrespectful comment. However, I see that I have no choice but to go along with your cruel mistreatment of me. I renounce feminism and accept total male domination. I will do anything to receive your cock in my mouth and throat, including betraying every principle I hold dear."

At that, I finally came, groaning as I erupted right down Britney's throat, Jennifer's hungry licking at my asshole just adding to my pleasure. I shuddered softly as I came down, then pulled out of Britney's mouth, enjoying as she desperately panted for breath. I looked over at Lilith, who was once more staring at my cock.

Nora was definitely hot in goth style. I mean, she was hot in any style, but the black eyeliner and lipstick was doing something in particular for me. My cock twitched in front of Britney's face as I contemplated for a moment just bending Lilith over the teacher's desk and fucking her - and then decided to go for another deepthroat. I wanted to smear her lipstick all over my cock and then make her clean it off. I stepped over to Lilith, and she opened her mouth, tongue stretching out.

I decided to tease her rather than just sticking it in. I was loving the rush of power that this whole stupid scenario was giving me, and Nora didn't seem to mind the fact that I was only getting blowjobs at the moment, so I rubbed my dick against her nostrils. She dutifully sniffed at it, keeping her mouth open, tongue wagging excitedly for my cock. Her otherwise rather placid expression didn't seem to reduce the effect even one whit, and I casually rubbed my cock along those pretty black lips of hers, smearing some of her lipstick around already.

That was the pinnacle of my self control, though - I just stuffed my cock into her mouth at that point, groaning as I did so, holding her in my pelvis. "Suck it, slut," I said, and there was the tiniest twitch from every Nora all at once at the last word. I'd gotten so into it I forgot to tweak my dirty talk. Well, I had superspeed, not time reversal. "Just smear your lipstick all over my base. When I pull you off, the bottom of my dick better be black."

At that, Lilith started to noisily smack her lips around the base of my cock, the soft, repetitive motion joined by a quiet sucking of her throat around my cock. She stared up at me all the while, blue eyes looking up at me with unceasing arousal. "Sir?" A voice from behind me prompted, and I looked back. It was Jennifer speaking. "Can I, Jennifer, continue to rim you?"

My cock twitched in Lilith's throat. "Go ahead." Jennifer didn't stand up - she actually crawled over, hurriedly attaching her face to my ass with eagerness, tongue slithering up my butt.

"May I, Britney, suck on your balls? They are kind of like breasts, which I used to be attracted to, but no longer am, as you have forcibly turned me straight with your amazing cock."

"Go ahead," I said, continuing to grind Lilith into my pelvis as she dutifully sucked on my cock, staring up at me all the while. Britney soon got into place before me, sucking on my balls, while all twelve of the other girls just stared at the scene, letting me exult in the triple blowjob. "You," I said, pointing at the 'punk' girl, with the asymmetrical purple hair (wig) and purple lipstick and lots and lots of piercings. She jerked to attention, gaze going from my cock (well, Lilith's profile) to my face. "What's your name and backstory?"

"I am Heather Nickels, age 18, and I am rebelling against my conservative Christian parents. I have abandoned both belief in God, and conventional morality, at least insofar as it relates to sex. I am also a regular on numerous online chatrooms, and have even begun to flirt with the 'red pill' ideology of extremely misandrist 'feminism,' on the basis that I am unable to get a man because I am too socially awkward to project confidence, and degrading men helps to enhance my self-esteem about this failure."

At that, I peeled Lilith up and off my cock - she had, indeed, left a black ring around my base, her black lipstick smeared from the hard work she'd done for it. My cock twitched in front of her face, enjoying as she panted for air, and Britney still continued to suck on my balls. I spared a glance over at Heather. "Come over here," I ordered, and she immediately rose from her seat - and even knelt in front of me once she arrived, already anticipating what I wanted. Well, I guess it was pretty obvious, even to Nora. I just stuck my dick in Heather's throat and held her down. "Kiss me, Lilith," I ordered, and Lilith got up on her knees on her chair, then leaned in towards me, smeared black lipstick looking obscenely sexy as I went in for the kiss, our mouths pressing against one another.

All the other girls, with all their other outfits, just watched as I casually held Heather down on my cock. Heather smacked her lips wetly around my dick, doing her best to smear her own purple lipstick around on my cock, and I furiously pulsed in her mouth as her tongue worked hard at my cock, as Britney sucked my balls, as Jennifer rimmed me. She'd done similar before, but the whole silly thing of dressing up in different costumes and different characters made it all the better.

When I finally came down Heather's throat and pulled her off, there was a mixed smear of purple and black on the base of my cock, and I turned my attention to the other eleven girls there, eventually picking out a girl with very long red hair and sharp red lipstick to be the next one to suck my cock. Her name was Rose Rosemary (I'd later learn that the random generator that Nora had used gave that result and she decided to stick with it) and her throat felt absolutely incredible around my cock as I added another color of the rainbow to my cock.

Rose was supposed to be doing modeling work in her spare time or something, I don't remember the specifics of all the backstories, because I proceeded to fuck the mouths of every single one of the remaining girls there, getting their stupid backstories and then fucking their faces, sometimes just holding them down in a long deepthroat, sometimes fucking their faces. Sometimes I'd come in their mouths, or down their throats, or on their faces, or on their tits, or I'd just move on to the next before coming.

My reserves of energy felt endless as I just enjoyed all fifteen of those girls' mouths, my cock furiously throbbing in their throats and as I rubbed my dick all over their face. Once I finished with the last of the girls - who was wearing a black wig in a "hime cut" style, like how Gillian did her hair - I felt a momentary pang of guilt.

Sure, Nora had come a couple of times, but only because I ordered her to masturbate. She'd put together an amazingly fun thing for me, just out of the goodness of her heart, and she deserved a reward. "Britney, Jennifer, Lilith, Heather - bend over my desk, asses up in the air."

They scrambled to obey, and once they were in position, I flipped up their skirts. Britney had cute red panties - which I pulled aside and stuffed my cock in, making her let out an "Ack!" of pain. I paused for a moment at that, worried I'd actually somehow hurt Nora. "I was a virgin as far as penises are concerned, so your initial insertion was painful," she clarified. "Please continue now that I am used to it."

"Yeah? You're used to it now, huh?" I spanked her ass, enjoying the way she let out a little squeak by way of response, while my cock just rooted around inside her. "You're not used to it. Since you're a lesbian, you wouldn't be on the pill. You'll only be 'used to it' once you get bred," I declared, just saying whatever stupid shit came to mind.

"Ah, that is correct!" Britney said, as I started to fuck her in that position. "I can only truly understand heterosexual sex once I have been creampied! Please breed me and teach me what it is to be a heterosexual woman, which is what I am now!"

I just pounded away at her pussy, and slid my hands over to Lilith and Jennifer's butts, flipping up their skirts. Lilith was wearing lacy black panties, and Jennifer was wearing elastic grey panties, but both pairs got tugged down under their wet pussies. I then stuck my fingers into them, teasing their thumbs with my clit, making them shiver on my cock.

I used my power at that point, slowing down time for me and speeding up the pace and pressure of my touch for them. I made a mental note to make sure that Nora came at least fifteen times in this position - which, fortunately, required only five orgasms for each body I was playing with. Since I was mirroring my actions, Lilith came only a few seconds after Jennifer did, at which point I paused in my thrusting inside of Britney, as well as slowing down time altogether.

"Please, fuck me harder, teacher, as I am clearly not getting enough stimulation, since both Jennifer and Lilith have come before me." I responded by pounding away at her pussy nice and hard, making her body slide back and forth against the desk. "That is not hard enough, you can clearly do it harder, teacher," she said, and I intensified my pace still further, soon reaching my max limit, having to pull my hands out of Jennifer and Lilith to just grab Britney's hips and pound away. "You can do it even harder, teacher, please," she got out.

At that point, I used my power again - and snaked my hand down to her clit, even as I furiously pounded her pussy. It took no time at all for Britney to come on my cock, and her teasing/demanding words drove me to be a bit sadistic about what I did at that point, fingering her clit all the harder and faster. One orgasm bled into the next as I furiously pounded her, in what felt like a good hour for me, but couldn't have been more than ten minutes or so in actuality. I did come inside her eventually, just spraying out hot cum and earning a stretched-out squeal of delight from the girl in question. At that point, with Britney having come her brains out, I pulled out of her, casually stroking my cock as I contemplated the other three girls bent over my desk.

"You know what'd be great?" I prompted them - Britney nodded, but the other three shook their heads. "Britney, what'd be great?"

"Muh, more," she got out, and I gave her ass a casual smack.

"Great for me," I clarified. "If that stuck up principal came in here while I was fucking Heather over there. She'd be astounded by the debauchery, but then she'd fall to my cock and I'd bend her over on top of you bitches and fuck her too."

"Yes, the stuck up principal is a classic archetype, though typically associated with men," Jennifer said, pushing up her glasses. "I can see the erotic potential."

That earned her ass a smack, and then her pussy a pounding, as I decided to use my powers to catch my breath for a moment even as I frigged her clit. I just stood behind her, holding my cock deep inside her, rooting around a bit but not actually fucking her. With my superspeed, it took no time at all for Jennifer to come on my cock, and I came back to normal to her moaning.

"You girls are just so utterly weak to my cock. I'm not even fucking you and you've already come," I told Jennifer, giving her ass a casual smack before pulling out of her. "Beg for it, Lilith, Heather. Be sure to repudiate your old, stupid ideas about men." It was such a power trip doing this with Nora, holy fuck.

"Ah! I understand!" Lilith nodded. "I believed women should live separate to men, as equals, but now I see, we should live together, with women as inferior!"

I just stuck my dick inside her at that point, doing to her what I'd done to Jennifer - admittedly without the superspeed coming into things just yet. I looked over at Heather for her words.

"Ah, yes. I also realize that the misandrist ideas I had, about men only looking to women as baby incubators with no care about sex for their pleasure or providing them anything, were incorrect, as being a baby incubator would be extremely good because then I would get fucked in my virgin cunt." I used my superspeed to bring Lilith off a good half-dozen times, also using the time to recover, switching hands back and forth as I worked over her clit and caught my breath.

At that point, though, I got up to Heather, pointing my dick right at her pink sex, clearly eager for my cock. I then thrust all the way inside her, starting to root around rather than fuck her - and then Nora, having dressed as a school principal, complete with glasses and a smart jacket, opened the door to the classroom.

"I only entered this classroom because school had let out but your students have not left, but apparently, you have raped every single one of them. This is why men should not be allowed at an all-girls' school! You will be going to prison, Mr. Cooper, for what you have done today. I, Principal Joan Smith, age 29, can confidently declare this, because I am very powerful and competent and have many connections, and also you have in fact committed the crime. There is simply no way you could get out of this. No way at all!"

I pulled out of Heather at that point, and Joan immediately stopped talking as she just stared at my dick. Her mouth fell open. "Kneel," I ordered her, and she promptly knelt. "Crawl over here, and suck my cock, just like you so desperately, clearly, want to do."

Joan did exactly as commanded, scuffing up her knees for me as she crawled over towards me. Her lips kissed my cockhead for a moment, then she paused suddenly, pulling back. "This cock does not taste good like a cock should," she explained. I blinked at that, considering just grabbing her head and shoving it down my cock. "It must be polluted with gross pussy juices."

Oh. Nora didn't want to lick her own juices up. Right. "Lilith, go get me a water bottle. Joan, give me your panties," I ordered her, and she hurriedly wriggled them out from under her smart skirt, holding them up to me. I thoroughly rubbed them up and down my cock, cleaning it off that way. She stared at what I was doing with apparent interest, though that could have just been affected, given the scenario. It was still hot.

When Lilith got back with the water bottle, I squirted it out over my cock and gave it another quick drying with the panties - then I stuck my cock back in Joan's mouth. "Ah, that's much better," I said, sighing as I pushed right into her throat. "A stuck up bitch like you is perfect to stick on her knees and turn into an obedient cocksocket," I declared, and she nodded dumbly around my length as I held her down.

I was feeling tired, though, since I'd been standing so long, so I dragged Joan back to my seat, plopping down on it and keeping her mouth wrapped around my dick the whole time. At that point, I just started to forcibly fuck her head up and down my cock, closing my eyes as I quietly jerked off with Joan's mouth. "I think this is going to be my last load for the day," I said. "Sorry to the rest of you."

"It is alright, you have ejaculated many times and also made us orgasm many times," all the girls said as one, an echoing sound in my ears that made my cock furiously pulse inside Joan's mouth. At that point, I upped my pace in her mouth, getting ever-closer to the edge, my cock throbbing with each and every thrust.

When I came, it was all over Joan's face, enjoying the sight of her like that, and I just collapsed against the chair.

"Fuck. That was incredible, Nora. Holy fuck. I'm out of juice," I said.

"That is quite alright," Nora said, from the body-that-was-Joan. "I can carry you to bed and you can cuddle. Which of the various girls I am roleplaying would you like to go to bed with?"

"I'd like to go to bed with just-regular Nora," I said, "and just cuddle with her. She's special on her own." There was a faint flush to all sixteen bodies' cheeks in response to those words, but I didn't really have much ability to think about it, since they hefted me up and carried me off to bed, before the body-that-had-been-Jennifer took off her glasses and crawled into bed with me, just cuddling up  atop me and resting her cheek against my chest as she rubbed herself in there, hugging and holding me sweetly.

It took no time at all for me to pass out, after that marathon fuck session.

* * *

Nora was quite sure that Roger's sexual endurance had been significantly higher for this scenario, than for previous scenarios wherein he was able to fuck multiple of her bodies. She was quite proud that her plan had worked so well. Obviously, he did not have infinite sexual endurance, thus his decision to only fuck four of her bodies, and only creampie one.

She made notes on which of the girls he seemed particularly interested in. While he had fucked the first four girls that had blown him, she had noticed he seemed to be relatively disinterested in Jennifer, the 'nerdy' girl. She also had noticed he had seemed more enthusiastic with some of the later girls, particularly Clarice, Mary, and Natalia. She cross-referenced their backstories - neat paragraphs she had written up in advance - as well as their outfits, to try to figure out what, exactly, he had liked best about them, so she could optimize similar scenarios in the future.

After all, if Roger was particularly aroused, then the sex lasted longer, which was better, since she very much liked having sex with Roger, because she was in love with him.

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