Superheroine Seducing Accountant, Chapter 84: Sexting Is Fun
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Gillian was definitely very different from the other girls I'd been with. Sure, Kate was a sub, but she was shame-faced about it - Gillian was horny, enthusiastic, and eager. It was striking even the fact that it was a difference - she was probably the most aggressive, forward lover I'd had in this universe.

A lot of flirtation is about subtly signaling to the other person that you're interested, in such a way to protect your feelings if you are rejected. You'd comment on the other person's hair, for example, and if they ignored you or brushed you off, you could lie to yourself about the fact that they had rejected you. The problem is that if they give a positive response, then you can't take it as genuine interest - they might just be happy with their new hair cut and glad that somebody appreciates it.

If you cut through all that with brazen obscenity, there can be no mistake about it: you want to fuck the person you're speaking to. The downside is that if the other person tells you "no," you know that they are explicitly rejecting the idea of having sex with you.

But Gillian seemed to be quite shameless, given that her online social media presence was mostly her liking, saving, and reposting images of women in bondage, comics about women being mind controlled and/or raped, misogynistic sexual fantasies, and so on. In that context, it made sense to be similarly shameless in hitting on men: it's not like your reputation can go any lower.

I wound up saving (non-publicly) a few of the more appealing images. They were obviously created for the female gaze - emphasis on guys' chest, ass, and cock - but sometimes there would be a shot where that emphasis came out in a way that was really hot, like the guy's cock resting atop the woman's face as she looked practically blissed out from the experience. It was probably some of the closest thing to actual, for real, old style porn that I'd gotten to enjoy back in my home universe. Even if it was a little kinkier, that was mostly in the dialogue anyway, and I could just ignore that if I felt like it.

She also started sexting me, too.

At least, as far as this world went - Kate's sexts, even now, were mostly pictures of her tits and pussy, which were... you know, nice, but I could look at her tits in real life by walking down the hallway, and they were much better in person. Occasionally she'd step up the hotness levels by taking a pic of her tits at work, still in her microkini top, but I don't even know if she understood why that was hot.

I proceeded to sext with her, and it was definitely very hot. She had a creative mind, and it was easy to see her oozing enthusiasm in every text. I was pretty sure she was masturbating during the sexts, though for my part, I was mostly just sporting an increasing hard-on and contemplating which girl I should have handle it. Bup was obviously always available, and Nora kept a body in the apartment...

But there was only one girl I knew who would actively enjoy sucking my dick while I paid her little-to-no attention.

Other than Gillian, maybe.

I kept up the sexts as I walked over to Kate's apartment, knocking at the door, and Kate looked caught somewhere between bleary-eyed and exhausted, and desperate not to seem like she was bleary-eyed and exhausted because she knew that I came to her door for one reason (sex).

"Hey," I said to her. "I'm sexting with a new girl, but I've got a hard-on. Would you take care of it for me, Sow?"

She actually shivered at that. She wasn't dressed sexy by any means - just a nice polo shirt and some jeans, hiding most of that gorgeous body of hers - but the way she responded said she was intensely excited to participate, as she nodded rapidly.

"You're dressed right, under there, aren't you?"

"Yes, Master," she breathed out. "I wear what you tell me to. I always wear it."

"Good girl," I said, patting her cheek affectionately. She was wearing a choker rather than a leash at the moment, but that was fine - I just hooked my finger into it, dragging her back to my apartment by it, and she let out a soft pant as I plopped her right in front of my couch. "Take off those frumpy clothes, they're not sexy at all."

She nodded rapidly, moving to obey, and I turned my attention back to the phone, even as I unzipped and unbuttoned my pants, shifting my hips up to let them and my underwear pool around my ankles, my cock rock hard as it bounced free. The scenario they were roleplaying out was her being mind controlled into being his submissive housewife.

I wrapped one hand around Kate's hair, drawing her down towards my cock. I actually missed her face the first time, because I was very intentionally staring directly at my phone, but she just let out a pant as my dick slid along her face, so it seemed like she didn't mind. "Go ahead and masturbate, I don't know if I'll care enough to finish you off when I'm done with this," I told her, glancing up at the end of the sentence to actually line her mouth up with my cock.

She just nodded around my tip by way of reply, one hand sliding down to her pussy, starting to frig herself like crazy, practically going cross-eyed as I pulled her down my length. I then turned my attention back to the phone.

(Significant "yes, and"ing on both our parts had wound up with me becoming an evil mastermind who planned to Stepfordize all the women in the world.)

I said that mostly because I couldn't keep three things going in my head at once - Kate sucking my dick, faux-Gillian sucking me off while mind controlled, actual Gillian masturbating - but also because that kind of domineering language felt very appropriate in dealing with Gillian.

At the same time, I shifted from letting Kate set her own pace - which was quite hard and intense, given she knew I liked it pretty hard - to setting it for her. I just grabbed her hair and pumped her on my dick, and Kate soon enough came from the rough treatment. Especially since I kept my eyes on the phone, other than the occasional superspeed flick of my eyes over at her. When she started coming, I held her down on my cock, enjoying the feeling of her spasming throat around my length as I kept her there.

"I want your pussy now," I said aloud, glancing up at Kate as I let go of her hair. "Face away while you fuck yourself on my cock," I continued, and she hurriedly moved to obey, using her flight power to help get into position all the faster, soon floating over my cock. Her pussy was incredibly wet, and for just a moment, she rubbed her lower lips along the tip of my cock - then I just casually grabbed her hips and yanked her down my dick.

She promptly came on my cock, squealing in ecstasy, her whole body bouncing as I slammed into her. The feeling of her powerful, inner muscles, spasming around my length, served to intensify my pleasure, and I held her down in my groin as I turned my attention back to my phone.

I used my hand on Kate's hip to start pumping her up and down. I wasn't really forcing her to move - it was more than she would just move along with my direction, letting me set the pace. It was getting harder to keep sexting with Gillian, just because Kate's back was putting on a very, very enticing show. She obviously had a very nice ass, and I could just see her tits on either side, bouncing like crazy thanks to the microkini she was wearing.

Of course, I had an advantage on the sexting - I could just slow down time to let me text faster, while also making Kate's tits mostly stop bouncing from my perspective. I half wanted to put down the phone and just nut in Kate as fast as possible, but that would satisfy neither Kate nor Gillian, so I held it in.

Kate was also showing her own general submissiveness by the way that she was only letting out squeaky noises of pleasure, things that escaped her mouth rather than active attempts to dirty talk or get involved. Her pussy was practically on fire, drooling all over my cock as I fucked her up and down my cock, and I decided to reward her, especially since I was ignoring her. "Keep up this pace," I told her, and let go of her hip.

She dutifully kept up the pace, not letting out any particular noise, just nodding loosely, her tits still bouncing with every thrust, her microkini's straps making me want to reach up and snap them. Instead, though, my hand slid around towards her clit, starting to play with it - and she promptly came again, moaning and squeaking, her pace atop me getting more awkward and wobbly as she pumped on my cock. Her inner walls squeezed around my length, trying to wring an orgasm out of me, and it felt absolutely fantastic on my cock, particularly given just how muscular she was.

In the time I'd been attending to Kate, Gillian had been going on in the sexts, of course.

I put down the phone at that point, letting Gillian's responses - out of character, at a glance - build up, focusing my attention on Kate. She'd come a few times, bouncing on my cock like that, and I reached up to grope her tits. The microkini had come loose, letting her perky nipples out to bounce in the air, and I started playing with them, tugging on her tits. She kept fucking herself on my cock, and a glance at her face showed a distant expression, her eyes off into the middle distance as her cunt just squeezed and gripped at my length. She was utterly focused on the work of fucking herself on my cock, it seemed like.

"Good girl," I told her, as I played with her tits. "You were quiet for your master, but you can oink to your hearts' content now. Say whatever you want. Go ahead," I told her.

"Thuh, thank, you, fuh, for, ahm," was as far as she got before coming again on my cock, squealing in pleasure as she went cross-eyed, her cunt just clamping down hard on my length. I groaned and pumped up into her, all the previous arousal and sexting and everything else now coming out in the moment, as I flooded her pussy with a nice load of cum.

When I was finished, I sank into the couch, catching my breath for a moment, and Kate just landed in my lap, her gorgeous butt practically trying to merge into me as she fell down there. Her breathing was heavy, and she was only hazily holding herself upright, so I gently guided her back, letting her rest against me. "Good girl," I told her, casually groping her tits. "You can start bouncing on my dick again whenever you're ready."

"I can do it, now, Master," she breathed out - but I grabbed her hips, stopping her motion. She gulped. "Master?"

"Take a little break, you earned it."

She actually blushed at that, but nodded, ducking her head and relaxing against me again. I reached over for the phone, checking on it.

"I can go now, Master," Kate said.

"Go for it, Sow," I said, putting down the phone, letting my attention fall completely on Kate now. I stuck two fingers into her mouth, and she immediately started to suck and suckle on them, tongue flashing along as she began to slowly bounce on my cock. "That's it. Let's start nice and slow this time, I want to really enjoy myself, not nut as fast as possible," I told her, even as my free hand slid down towards her clit.

Mostly I was saying that because I wanted her to enjoy herself, but Kate's kinks meant that I couldn't just say it aloud.

Kate just nodded around my fingers, oblivious to any special reason.

With my powers, I made her come sixteen times before I finally came inside her, and she just sagged against me again, a dumb smile on her lips.

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Superheroine Seducing Accountant, Chapter 83: Hentai
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Jill hummed the main theme to the hot mascdom "Defeat Of The Elite Ninja Asagi," as she made her way back to Roger's apartment. In her bag were not one, not two, not three, but seven different DVDs from seven of the hottest mascdom series she'd ever watched. Obviously, both seasons of Asagi were right in there, featuring the powerful ninja warrior getting defeated and fucked in all three holes by sexy incubi. But there was also the Monsterboy Quest anime, featuring an adorable young gal getting raped by a variety of hot monsters, as well as the Hypnosis of Clarice, where an exchange student was transformed into the perfect domesticated housewife and fucked five ways from Sunday by her new husband and all his friends...

Ah! She was so excited to watch them with Roger! It was a rare treat to meet a man as horny as this, who would ask for your favorite hentai! And he had superpowers?! Lucky! And he was a huge slut, too, given he was putting out on their very first meeting! Sluts were the best, as far as she was concerned. Obviously, she understood that men were afraid of being judged for being promiscuous, but the only judgment she had for promiscuous men was: awesome!

She rapped at the front door, practically bouncing on her heels with excitement. Watching hentai with a guy who was into it was always great foreplay!

What surprised her was who answered the door. Not Roger, but some kind of blue slime girl?! "You new girl that slutty cock fucking, right?"

Jill was normally the one who was putting other people off-balance, but apparently the tables had turned! She definitely hadn't expected Roger to have the most stereotypical slimegirl rapist in the universe living in his apartment! "If 'slutty cock' means Roger, then yes," Jill said. "Roger?" She called into the apartment.

"Come in," he called back. She stepped inside, delicately avoiding the smug-looking slimegirl. Maybe this wasn't really her scene, after all? Roger had talked like he was mostly a dom, with only the occasional switching. She stepped into the living room, seeing his character rolling around in between snapping off shots at some kind of giant robot. "This game doesn't have pause and I'm fighting a boss," Roger said.

"Ah, I see," Jill said, plopping down on the couch next to him. She got a better look at the screen up close - it must have been the latest Kill or Be Killed. She sighed lustfully as she watched that jerkwad hot protagonist, Henry Homerun, shoot up the robot. He was one of her favorite male characters, actually, and there was sadly little porn of him properly treating women like trash - mostly it was him having the tables turned on him! She understood how that could be hot, but come on! Surely a jerkwad like that should treat women like trash at least some of the time, right? "I haven't played this one yet, is it good?"

"Only one I've played," Roger replied, seeming focused on the game, which was understandable. KoBK wasn't the easiest series. Jill let herself be quiet for a bit.

Then the slimegirl plopped down on the couch too. "Slutty cock fucked me while you were gone," she explained, "because he's addicted to Bup's slimy gooey sexy insides."

"Don't antagonize Jill," Roger grunted out - then unleashed a ten attack combo where he sliced the robot into oblivion. The cutscene began to play out, and Jill just watched with some interest, as Henry explained how this giant robot sucked and was lame, only for a crying otaku girl to come out of the cockpit, at which point he added, Oh, no wonder it's so lame, it's a girl. Women don't know how to design mecha.

Such a great character!

"Sorry about Bup," Roger said, as the cutscene came to a close, and he could save and quit out. "She's dumb as hell."

"What?" Bup started. "Slutty cock! Don't say bad things about me, or Bup will not let you fuck her again!"

"You know you're not going to get laid with any other guy, Bup. I already fucked you once today, so stop acting like a brat. You can go nap in the tub, and I'll fuck you later, alright?"

"If slutty cock promises to fuck me later... okay!" Bup's mood seemed to pick up instantly, the slimegirl giving Jill a smug look before heading to the bathroom.

"Sorry about her," Roger said, leaning back. "She actually tried to be a hero, but... well, she's sex-obsessed. She used to be a rape monster, but then Fals explained consent to her, and... anyway." He shook his head. "What do you have for hentai?"

"Ah! I got seven DVDs, goshujinsama," she explained, pulling them out and laying them out. "I avoided the domme-y stuff, but if that's what you're into, I could go get them, I do own a couple..." She frowned, glancing back at the direction Bup went. "I thought you weren't really a switch?"

"Bup is so stupid it's not really subbing. I just stick my cock in her and she declares me defeated," Roger explained, flipping over the DVDs.

She had to admit that the way he talked so disrespectfully about his sex partner when she wasn't around... really turned Jill on! She'd always had a thing for guys who treated you like shit, both in the bedroom and out, she could be honest with herself and admit that. Now, after a half-dozen terrible relationships, she had come to realize that guys like that weren't boyfriend material, but worshiping their feet in between being told you're not good enough? They were really good at that!

"I see," Jill agreed.

"Hm, this one looks neat," Roger said, pulling one out of the pile. It was the most vanilla one, Gyaru-oh Won't Take No For An Answer! That was a little disappointing, but she tried not to let it show on her face. It was really hot, the way the yandere male protagonist simply ignored his stuttering shy target of lust's resistance, forcing her to become his girlfriend and then wife over the four episode series. "Put it in the DVD player," he ordered. "No, wait," he paused, looking at her closely. "First, get naked," he ordered.

She swallowed at that, then rose to her feet, hurriedly stripping herself naked. He watched her with obvious lust as she stripped, and she definitely liked the way his eyes followed her tits. It was pretty rare to have a guy stare at you like that, especially if you didn't know each other, but it was the sort of thing porn scenarios were made of! "Is that good, goshujinsama?"

"Yes. Now put the DVD in," he said, and she felt a little pulse of delight at that rough way he spoke to her. Yes! Be an asshole, Roger! Treat her like shit! She knew it made you a terrible boyfriend/husband/father, but it was still sexy!

"Yes, goshujinsama," she said, practically rushing to obey.

The hentai was hot, of course, she wouldn't have brought it over if it wasn't... but at the same time, it definitely was the "vanilla" end of mascdom. For girls who were scared of asking guys out and wanted to imagine some brute just taking her. Which, Jill did want to imagine some brute just taking her, but she certainly wasn't scared of asking guys out!

Occasionally, Roger would glance over at her naked body, eyeing her up, and she definitely was getting wet, watching this show, naked, right next to a hot slut. She considered just masturbating to it, but she wasn't sure if it would be too far. She didn't want to make Roger put up with her masturbating right in front of him like some sekihara bitch!

As the first episode came to an end, Roger just sighed. "Man. It's been a while since I just watched porn on its own," he said. "It's so much less fun than sex."


Jill didn't really know what to say to that. He could have taken his cock out and masturbated at any point! She wouldn't have minded, plus, it'd give a good chance to check and see if he was okay with her masturbating! He could have grabbed her head and made her suck him off or something! Whatever! Anything but just watching with a hard-on! Still, no guy ever wanted to actually be criticized on how bad he was at sex, not even if he asked. (Bad. The answer was almost always bad. Too many girls taught boys that they could just lie there like a dead fish, and as long as they got their rocks off, it'd be fine.) "We could have sex while we watch porn," she suggested.

"Yeah, that's what I was thinking," Roger agreed, casually reaching over to grope her tit. She let out a little noise of surprise and pleasure as he groped it. "Well, not you watching porn," he said. "You've already seen all this stuff, after all. Which one's your favorite? Series and episode, to be clear."

"Ehm..." She took a moment to think about it. "Probably Asagi S2E3. She gets turned into the Incubus King's personal sex slave in that one," she explained.

"Sounds good. Go put it in," he said, casually leaning back on the couch, unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his very hard cock as she did what he'd told her. Since he seemed like a pretty visual guy, she decided to be daring and try to bend at the waist, not the knees - by a glance backwards, he definitely was enjoying the show, idly stroking his cock as she switched out DVDs. Roger took the remote in hand, quickly navigating to the third episode, while she approached him, curious what position he'd put her in. "Suck my cock. Masturbate while you do it."

Ah, that old classic, being denied a proper fucking and made to service a man. It wasn't her preferred position, but it was certainly a hot one. She dutifully got down on her knees, leaning forward to start kissing at his cock, while the episode started to play behind her.

She knew the episode by heart, since it was her favorite. The freshly-enslaved Asagi was presented to the Incubus King, bound but still struggling, trying to restrain her sexual urges, her drive to just submit to the pleasure, to do whatever she was told in exchange for more cock. He broke past that resistance with his ultimate bitchbreaker megacock, and she accepted her new place as her slave. "Oh!" Jill said, prompting Roger to look down at her, pausing the video. "Ah, at the end of the episode, it looks like she's rescued, but she's not, don't worry, goshujinsama! She's just pretending to go along with her 'rescuers' to return to the Incubus King in the next episode!"

"Not a fan of the victim getting away at the end, huh?"

"Eh... there's one or two cases where it's hot, I'm sure, but normally it's just people ruining hot rape because they're being moraldykes." At that, he just grabbed the back of her head and stuffed his cock past her lips, mashing his dick right into her throat as he unpaused the show.

He treated her like a masturbation aid, more than anything else, and not like he was trying to get off in a rush, either. Just casually pumping her up and down his cock, more trying to keep himself hard as he watched, rather than actually trying to get himself off. It was a little bit mean and humiliating in a way that wasn't 100% fun! If you're going to make a girl suck your cock, you should at least be trying to come, you know?! A girl not making the guy come will obviously hurt her feelings!

She started to slurp on his cock, letting him keep up the pace. Her tongue danced along the underside of his cock as he watched the show with obvious interest. She could gauge his interest in each successive scene, since his cock was pumping in and out of her mouth at a steady pace. The scene where Asagi was made to beg for an orgasm before being fingered because she'd been given an aphrodisiac poison was so-so, the scene where he started just fucking her in a variety of hard positions was decently arousing for Roger (particularly the bits where the camera was more focused on Asagi than the Incubus King, which made sense!), and the scene where she bowed before him and begged for his cock like the mewling pathetic needy little sex slave she'd become was the hottest. Especially once he let her raise her head - only to force her to suck his cock, telling her that she'd need to earn his cock in her cunt again.

Roger definitely seemed to be a pretty blowjob focused guy, which was interesting! Maybe not the best for compatibility, since while she was happy to suck cock, she kind of wanted to get fucked too, you know? But, he'd fucked her before, so it obviously wasn't a big deal to him.

The episode ended with Asagi's allies rescuing her from the Incubus King's clutches, and Roger seemed to definitely not like that. She had to suck extra hard to keep him going! Fortunately, she had told him the lame ending was a fakeout, as proven the next episode, when she brought back two of her fellow ninjas - the cute prettyboy and the handsome muscular chad - for the Incubus King to 'improve' by turning into incubi too. At that point, she got gangbanged by the three incubi. Which was hot, for sure, but it wasn't as hot as it should have been, since the guys were basically being raped, which wasn't sexy at all.

Oh no! She hadn't thought about that! Fuck! She hoped she hadn't totally ruined things with Roger!

He just fast-forwarded through the episode past the gangbang bits, and his cock was still hard in her mouth, so she was hopeful he didn't mind too much. His pace of facefucking her got faster and harder, pounding at her mouth, as he found his way to the ending scene, where Asagi's friends were sent away and she was inducted into her new position as concubine to the Incubus King, a tattoo placed on her butt declaring her to be his property. Roger definitely liked that bit, given the way his cock throbbed as the scene played out, Asagi getting fucked from behind, swearing loyalty, being promised pleasure, yadda yadda.

Then the show finished, and he peeled Jill off his cock. Spit dripped out of her mouth as she gathered her wits, his cock quietly twitching in front of her face. "Did you come?"

"Ahhm, no," she admitted, gulping down saliva. Coming while sucking cock was a little... you know? At least while masturbating, a 69 would be fine. "You didn't either, goshujinsama."

"I told you to masturbate, didn't I?"

"Yes," she agreed. "I assumed to stay wet?" Well, guys didn't mind if you came too quick, as long as you could keep going, and fellatio was definitely a way to keep going... but bleh! Orgasming while sucking cock... sucking cock was hot and fun, but coming while doing it?

"You don't like masturbating to orgasm?"

He sounded baffled, more than anything else, so she answered, even if talking about likes and dislikes was the worst part of sexy fun times as far as she was concerned. "Isn't that what cock is for? Making women orgasm? If I'm going to masturbate to completion, I could at least do it while watching porn!"

"Alright, I get it," he said. He took a deep breath, popping his lips. "Sorry, I have another two subs, they're more... I dunno how to put it," he said.

"No apologizing for not instantly reading my mind and picking the thing I thought was sexiest," she said, wagging her finger at him pointedly from her position on her knees. "If I wanted that, I'd ask for Xico to be here giving you tips!" Lame! Telepathy was the lamest superpower! You'd think it was sexy, but it basically turns sex into masturbation, since the guy just steals all the ideas out of your head! (Because far too many men are sexually uncreative!)

He smiled at that, then snorted. "Ah. I was thinking of body writing, but I only have dark markers, which wouldn't show up well on your skin. Something to fix later," he noted casually.

"Oh, you just can write on my body with something dark for now," Jill said, smiling. It was a hot idea! Probably plagiarized but hey! Sexy and plagiarized was still sexy! "Just tell me what you write, and write it, and it'll be about the same, really," she said. "It'll be visible if anybody looks close, too."

He looked down at her, then just took hold of the base of his cock and slapped it against her features. It was pretty nice! Casually dominant, putting her in her place, and his hand gripped the back of her head as he just rubbed all over her face. "Do you get off on watching the guy fuck somebody else?" She blinked at that question, looking up at him in confusion.

"Eh... I mean it can be hot to watch the guy fuck somebody else, assuming he then fucks me! The kind of guy I like is a total slut like you, so I do watch them fuck other girls sometimes, but it's more like a warmup and fun? I don't think I'd ever come to that sort of thing, except maybe if the guy was sending me homemade porn or something."

"I was just thinking about fucking Bup while you watch, see," he told her. The way he spoke was a little exciting, mostly because he acted like he hadn't heard her say anything. "Bup's pretty fun to fuck, because she's basically all holes - you can stick your dick in anywhere, and it feels good. In her sternum, her butt cheek, one of her tits, her ears, the back of her head," he noted, almost pontificating on the idea. It was actually surprisingly hot, especially because this was more his idea than the whole thing with the body writing! Of course, she'd obviously rather be the slimegirl in that sort of scenario, but as far as she knew, you couldn't become a slimegirl. "Hrm. Fuck it." He pulled her back and off his cock. "Kowtow, bitch," he commanded her, his voice having a sharpness to it, and she hurriedly moved to obey.

It was a hot position, your forehead pressed into the ground, wondering what the guy would do to you, unable to look up. A position of both submission and ignorance, it enhanced all the other senses.

Especially, right now, the sensation of touch, because Roger was planting his foot on the back of her head. "Women like you make your entire sex look like sex-crazed dullards," he explained, and she nodded against the floor. "I was trying to be nice, to pick out stuff you like, you know?"

"That's-"

"Shhh," he shut her up with that, casually grinding against the back of her head. "Shh. The man is talking."

"You asked a-"

He surprised her by just stamping his foot against the back of her head. Holy crap! He was really going all-out! "Shush. The man is talking. You'll know when he wants you to speak, because it's never." Oh God that was a really good line! "But I think I get it, now. You're just a perverted little bitch who wants to be stepped on. There's not some secret fantasy running around in that empty head of yours." Oh God he was really going at it! "You asked me to sit on your face when we first met. You told me you didn't want Xico rooting around in your head. You know why? Because all you are is a horny little cum-brained piece of fuckmeat."

God this was some of the best dirty talk she'd ever heard! She wanted to tell him to keep going, but he'd said to be quiet right now and she didn't want to undermine his authority!

"You know your thoughts don't matter. That's why you shut up when I told you to," he explained, standing up off the couch at that point, planting most of his weight on the back of her head, and she shivered in delight at the position, the roughness, the cruelty of it. "You don't want me reading your mind, because there's nothing in there of any value."

Holy fuck she was horny! Her clit was throbbing! She was really enjoying the direction he was taking this!

"So I'm left to ask myself, how do I want to use you? Well, the reality, Jill, is that I don't have any need for you. I have plenty of other hot girls who gladly fuck me. I have Nora, who can duplicate her body. Can you do that?" Jill shook her head. "Xico can read my mind. Can you do that?" Jill shook her head again. "Kate can take any punishment, and doesn't need to breathe. Can you do that?" Jill shook her head again. God it was so fucking hot! Where was the point, though? The question where she got the opportunity to show how useful she was to his cock? "I think I know how you can be useful, though," he said, finally taking his foot off the back of her head. He grabbed her by the hair, yanking her up, dragging her over to the bedroom, and she panted in desire, wondering what he was going to do to her next. "Some girls I fuck like watching me fuck other girls," he explained, as he threw her onto her back on the bed, her legs dangling off the edge. "So a piece of fresh meat to watch me fuck would be fun for them."

She gulped at that. "Yes, goshujins-" She got slapped in the face, a sharp, sudden strike, enhanced by his superhuman speed. Thanks to her breathing techniques, it didn't hurt, but it was like a spike of arousal straight to her clit.

"I didn't say to fucking talk, bitch," he sneered, and she shuddered at that, his choice of word to describe her getting even more degrading. He planted one shoe on her cunt as he spoke. "I'm going to call up Stitch. She likes watching me fuck other women. You're going to stay right there until she shows up, got it?"

"Yes, g-" He slapped her with superhuman speed again, shutting her up, and she fell patiently silent.

She liked this new side to Roger! She didn't know where it came from, but she was definitely liking it!

Roger pulled out his phone with superspeed, calling up his friend, shoe still firmly grinding against her pussy. Oh she was going to come! She was so hyped up from all the mistreatment and foreplay and everything else, she was going to come before she even got his cock in her! She knew he wouldn't mind but sti~ill! It was a little humiliating, you know? "Hey, Stitch," he said. "The new hire at Star Heroic is currently on her back in my bedroom, her cunt pleading for my cock, but I'm not going to give it to her until you show up. What do you think?" There was a pause. "Oh, you don't have to come over if you're in the middle of something."

That was it, she came, the dam broke, her pussy slammed up against his foot as she bucked her hips into him. She'd pretty much been edging for the past hour, watching porn and then sucking cock while keeping herself wet, and now she was orgasming as she ground up against his shoe. The rubbery feeling of its underside, gripping and grinding against her cunt, made her gasp in raw pleasure.

"Heh," she heard a female voice say - not Stitch, but Bup, she realized after a second. "New girl thought she so hot, but now she is coming without even getting fucked by slutty cock. That because Bup is best lay."

Roger turned his gaze on Bup. "Could you please go back to the tub? I'll fuck you when I'm done with her." He paused for a moment. "Stitch is coming over, so maybe after her and Stitch."

Bup seemed to pout - it was hard to see, in Jill's position, and having just come - but dutifully went back to the bathroom, leaving her alone and panting on the bed.

Roger took his foot off her pussy and stared down at her quietly, reaching down for her hair, just twining it around his fingers idly. "Hrm" was all he said, as he teased her head from side to side. He looked like he was trying to find something on her face, but she had no idea what. "Women like you..." he started, his voice thoughtful. "They're what women used to be, aren't they? Sexual, submissive, second class citizens." Jill nodded rapidly, enjoying the misogynistic dirty talk, her clit quietly throbbing in the air. "Ruled by your pussies - and by men. It's just the natural order."

"That's right, goshujinsa-" she got slapped again, reminding her to shut up.

"It's the twenty-first century now, though," he explained to her. "Not all women are atavisms like you. Stitch comes from another universe, and in that other universe, she was an actual second class citizen," he explained. She remained patiently silent, since he'd ordered her to be quiet. "You can speak."

"Ah! Okay, we don't have to do that sort of dirty talk, goshujinsama!" Obviously she didn't want to make anybody feel bad in a threesome! "Just say that it's me ruled by my pussy because I'm a horny monkey or something, goshujinsama, that's fine!"

"That sounds racist."

She took a moment, furrowing her brow. "Oh! The monkey thing! Sorry, goshujinsama, I just meant the normal sense of horny monkey. If you aren't into race play, I wouldn't force you to do it!"

"Right," Roger said. "You know, you haven't made me come yet," he noted. "What are you even good for, if you can't do that?" She started struggling against his grip on her hair, and he released it, letting her slink down onto her knees, wrapping her lips around his cock and just starting to fuck her face on his cock, pounding up and down.

She didn't know if she should actually feel bad about not making him come. On the one hand, she hadn't! On the other hand, he'd been the one setting the pace on the last blowjob, and he had obviously been drawing it out! So, she decided not to feel bad, but to enjoy it in the spirit it was intended: pointless jerkwad behavior to degrade and dominate her. Roger just let her work, looking down at her, obviously enjoying himself as she fucked her face on his cock.

She slurped, sucked, licked, and more, her tongue slithering around on the underside of his cock as she bounded her mouth up and down. She hollowed her cheeks. She did her best to get him off, twisting her head from side to side, and he just looked down at her with quiet enjoyment, his thoughts clearly mostly on getting off with her mouth. She idly masturbated, keeping herself wet and ready for him - and then the door to the apartment opened. A few seconds later, Stitch appeared.

She was, err, well! Everyone could be beautiful on the inside! Jill tried not to think about rape porn where the girls were anthros, because that would definitely be unfair to Stitch! She (probably) didn't choose to have the front of her face be a muzzle, and if she did choose it, it probably wasn't to be associated with rape porn!

"Oh, hot," Stitch said, her voice almost casual as she watched Jill just fuck her face on Roger's cock. Roger grabbed Jill's hair at that point, yanking her off his dick, twisting her around onto the bed, her perky nipples scraping against the mattress and intensifying her arousal.

"She's a sub, by the way," Roger said, before just casually plunging his cock into Jill's waiting sex. There was something about the way he spoke about her like she wasn't even there that was a unique delight. She wasn't sure she'd ever masturbated to that kind of 'emotionally distant male' stuff, but she'd definitely seen it, and she was certainly enjoying it, particularly given the way that Roger was just pounding at her pussy. "Not quite like Kate, though, so let me take the lead with her."

"Alright," Stitch agreed easily. "Damn. Take off your shirt, please," she said, and Roger quickly did so, revealing a very toned and muscular chest to the open air. He was definitely a very sexy man, putting aside his apparent talent as a dominant and his extreme sluttiness.

"Could you grab a marker from the kitchen?" Roger said, pounding Jill from behind. Stitch nodded, practically skipping out of the room, and Roger just idly reached down to grope her ass cheeks in eihter hand, letting out a sigh. "A nice, firm ass," he noted, then slid his fingers up to her tits, digging into the supple flesh there, making her suck in a hot breath in response. "And some nice, big, fat tits," he noted, his cock pulsing as he spoke. "Your top two features," he noted. He paused for a second at that point, entirely stopping his cock inside her, and she glanced over her shoulder to spot him thinking. "I mean," he started, "your personality's nice too. But your fat tits are even nicer," he said, thrusting into her pussy.

That was cute! But also, kind of not cute, since she liked her men to be jerks! Thinking about her all lovey-dovey was just a big old yawn, as far as she was concerned. "It's okay, goshujinsama," she said. "I know I have a rotten personality, and I'm only good for my body."

He just spanked her sharply at that point, the smack hard and making her pussy clench. It was like he was really mad at her! "Oh, you think you know better than me? I said personality, not intelligence, dumb bitch," he muttered, and her pussy clenched even harder at those words. The beautiful, erotic dance of words was leaving her horny and thoughtless - and then Stitch returned with a marker in hand.

"You only have dark ones," Stitch said, as she handed it over to Roger.

"Yeah, I know," Roger said. "Was a surprise."

"Wait," Stitch said, her voice hitching a bit, with obvious arousal. "How long have you known, uhh... this girl for?"

"Jill? I met her earlier today."

"Fuuuuck," Stitch said, sucking in a deep breath as her eyes ran up and down Roger's body.

Jill was definitely enjoying getting fucked, too! That throbbing hard cock in her pussy, just ramming away, Roger's hands casually exploring her body, groping her tits and ass, tugging on her hair lightly, leaving her arousal to climb and climb as she approached the edge - then he reached around for her pussy, frigging her clit for just a scant few seconds, and she promptly erupted in an incredibly intense orgasm, squealing out her pleasure.

She felt the marker run along her bare flesh, almost burning into it with its sheer velocity. Each letter wasn't so much written as typed, pressed down into her flesh upside down and backwards in a way that left her cunt quietly spasming on his cock. Her thoughts were emptied out at that point, so she couldn't wonder what he had written, but judging by the hot pant that Stitch let out, it was pretty sexy.

When Jill finally recovered from her powerful orgasm, she managed to speak, gasping the words out. "What, what did, he write, Stuh, Stitch?" She asked. Bringing the other girl in would make her feel included, and the way Roger treated her nice and Jill like an afterthought, well - it was fun, so she wanted more of it.

"He wrote that your ass is his personal property," she explained. She licked her lips noisily - genuinely, it was very noisy because of the muzzle! "How's that make you feel, Jill? Make you feel horny?"

"Yes!" Roger then reached down for her clit again, and even as she sucked in a desperate breath, concentrating all her breathing arts into self control so she wouldn't come too soon, well - it failed. She came, and hard, spasming on Roger's cock and going cross-eyed with empty-headed bliss.

"She's pretty much a willing piece of fuckmeat for me," he explained casually to Stitch, talking about her like she wasn't even there, which just intensified her own pleasure. "She's the kind of girl who's completely ruled by her cunt. Stick your dick in her, and she'll do whatever you say." He just grabbed her hair, yanking her up by it, twisting her head along to look at Stitch, who was staring at the scene with flushed cheeks. "Isn't that right, Jill?"

"Yesh, goshujinshama," she slurred out, still coming her horny brains out.

"It's not hard to identify a girl like this, really," he noted, casually groping Jill as he fucked her hard, Stitch watching him pound away with obvious lust on her features. "You just notice, hey, that dumb bitch does whatever you say as long as you stick your dick in her. Pretty pathetic, huh?"

"I'm, nah, patheti-mmf!" She was cut off as Roger stuffed her face back into the mattress, hurriedly frigging her clit, bringing her to another intense orgasm in mere seconds. Her desire to argue rapidly faded away in light of the pleasure, her cunt going absolutely wild on his cock.

At that point, Roger bottomed out inside her and erupted, hot cum flooding her waiting sex as he groaned. She shuddered in equal pleasure, relishing the feeling of cum spilling out into her, the way it served to say that she was good enough to come inside, that he enjoyed her body enough to do something like that with and to her...

Then he pulled out, grabbing Jill's hair again, twisting her around, and just stuffing his cock right down her throat. "Clean it off. I want to fuck Stitch, but I'm sure she doesn't want your gross juices on my cock."

"Oh, I mean-" Stitch started, then shook her head. "Hey, if you're cleaning it, I'm not complaining," she said. She stepped towards Roger, casually groping his butt cheek as Jill was forced to throat his cock, his whole twitching length inside her throat, her tongue having to clean him off. Stitch actually was kissing him, which was kind of cute since it was like a dog kiss.

When Roger finally pulled Jill off his cock, he clambered up onto the bed, gesturing for Stitch to follow him up. She did so, and he quickly stripped her naked, kissing at her neck, her cheeks, ears, her doggy nose, it was so adorably sweet the way he did that as he also stripped the other girl bare. Especially since Stitch was squirming under the attention.

Jill thought about what she should do. Stay here and watch? Give the pair some privacy? She decided to start to crawl away - and then Roger pulled his mouth back from Stitch's bare skin. "Where are you running off to?" He snapped at her. "What if I fuck Stitch until she can't take it any more, but I want to keep going? Watch patiently," he ordered her, and Jill obediently did exactly that. "Sorry, Stitch. New girl needs some guidance on how to behave," he explained.

"No, I get it," Stitch agreed - and then Roger thrust inside her, grasping her by the hips and starting to just fuck away. It didn't take long for her to start howling in pleasure, head casting back in raw desire, as Roger just rutted away at almost superhuman speed. She was coming really fast, which was totally fine and not something that Jill would ever make fun of anybody for!

Given that Roger had to fuck Stitch, then Bup, he clearly didn't actually need Jill to stay behind and watch, but the mistreatment was pretty sexy, especially when - after nutting for the third time inside of Bup, the slimegirl belching and collapsing - he turned his gaze around on Jill as if he'd forgotten she was even present, even though she'd been there the whole time! "Oh, right, you," Roger said. He stared at her thoughtfully for a long few seconds. "What's your second favorite hentai episode?" He asked, just casually clambering up off the bed. His dick was still hard (somehow!), but that just made it hotter that he was deciding not to fuck her. "I'll try jacking off to whatever it is."

"Ah... I think it's Clarice E2. The smug on her mind controlling boyfriend is really good!" He grabbed her hair at that point, just casually dragging her back into the living room, and the pair watched the hentai together.

It was nice!

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Superheroine Seducing Accountant, Chapter 82: The Transfer
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There was a loud rap on the door to my office, and I jerked to attention. Xico broke off our igoss, which had been currently used for mentally sexting one another, and quietly hovered a foot or two away from me. I was worried we'd been caught out. "Hello?" I called out to the door.

"It's Hank," came a male voice on the other side. The team leader. "I'd like to talk to you for a second - guy stuff."

I frowned at that, but zipped up to the front door, opening it. "Yes?"

He glanced at Xico, then back at me. "I'd rather not talk about this in front of Xico. Could you leave, Xico?"

"Oh! U-um... okay," Xico said. Couldn't Xico read his mind anyway and know what he was going to talk about? "Hank can... I can't read... him," she explained. She paused on the other side of the door, fidgeted for a second, and looked just about ready to blow a kiss back at me before Hank closed it, the angle having kept him from seeing Xico at all.

He turned to me immediately. He took a moment to gather his thoughts, then spoke. "There's a heroine who has undergone some interpersonal drama with her previous team. She made a number of inappropriate comments, that's all - no groping, no molestation, nothing like that. When she was told to stop flirting with a given individual, she also stopped. As such, it does not rise to the level of actionable sexual harassment. However," he continued, "her previous team would like to get rid of her. Given that Star Heroic has a fairly high ratio of female heroines to male ones, she could most likely fit in here quite easily. I'd like to know if you'd prefer she be sent along to the next place, Roger."

"Have you asked the other guys?" He nodded. "And they're fine with it? I'd expect to be the least bothered."

He nodded in response to that. "Is that your answer, then? I feel like I should at least discuss some of the specifics."

"Sure, hit me," I said. I fully expected some lame pickup lines.

"Let's see... the last one was that, after a discussion of gender inequality, she said that 'I'd be willing to let you rape me to make up for all the historical rapes.' That was what led them to start hunting around for another firm that might be a better 'cultural fit.' Which isn't entirely euphemistic - her previous firm was Japanese, but she's African-American. Another incident was with a secretary, who she told 'Sitting at that desk all day must make your ass hurt. Could I kiss and lick it to make it feel better?' After that comment, she was told not to talk to him further, so she didn't, except for work-relevant things, and behaved professionally in those contexts. Then there's one where, it's apparently partly a reference to some pornographic cartoon, but she said, 'I'll be your Blue Girl if you'll let me, Daddy. You can teach me what demon hunters like me deserve.' The person in question was not her father, to be clear."

"I suspected as much, yes," I said. "That, um..." was weird and awkward to my ears, "sounds mildly annoying at worst."

"I'd like you to explicitly say you're okay with us hiring her. People very rarely directly lie, but they can talk around things sometimes, and I'd rather not bring her in if you're not comfortable with her presence."

"It's fine by me if you hire her. I don't expect her to be horrible."

"Alright, then. I'll make the call. Her name is Gillian, by the way."

* * *

Xico was in the bathroom, having left me alone in the office. I was forced to occupy myself with puppy pictures and videos of people constructing toy mechas.

Gillian Gardener was a very attractive black woman, with long, dark hair that was straight, complete with flat bangs. She had lovely full breasts, vivid blue eyes, and a casual, confident smile. At a guess, she was in her mid-twenties. She was dressed in what looked, to my eyes, to be some kind of samurai costume as she entered my office. "Good morning, Daddy," she said, giving me a little wave. "I'm just going around introducing myself to all the hot DILFs at this office, and you come highly recommended."

"Recommended?" That was the first thought that came into my mind, which probably was not the first thing I should have said.

"Yep!" She popped the 'p'.

"By who, exactly?"

"Oh, you know, just water cooler talk. I don't want to name names-"

"Was it Lope?"

She let out a sigh at that. "Okay, I was just making it up, I don't want you to be mean to anybody on my account - other than me, of course!" She pointed at herself with both hands. "You can be as downright vicious as you want. I'm some despicable pervert who walked right into your office and called you a DILF. So restart your brain so we can follow that dialogue tree."

"Oh." I thought for a few seconds, just staring at her quietly. "Um, sorry, why are you here again? You said to introduce yourself, but you haven't even said your name. Not much of an introduction."

"Ah, you don't need to call me by name, Daddy, you can just call me whatever you want," she said. I stared quietly at her, and she just stared back, locking eye contact and maintaining it with an iron will.

I eventually yielded. "I'm Roger. What's your name?"

She seemed genuinely surprised by my response. "Gillian Gardener, but I'm known as Kurokaze in Nihon. That's what they call Japan in Japanese," she added. "Now, let's get back to what's important here: the question of whether you'll use my face as a chair!"

"What?" I genuinely had no idea what was happening. Mira's flirtation had nothing on Gillian's.

"I saaaaid, Let's get back to what's important here, the question of whether you'll use my face as a chair!" She repeated her previous line, word-for-word, but much, much louder this time. "So. Are you going to use my face as a chair?"

I really wished Xico was here right now. "What powers do you have again?" I asked.

"Ah, a classic," she said, with a nod to herself. "Avoiding the question, allowing the woman to stew in suspense. I could tell from the moment I saw you, here is a man who knows how to leave a woman out of breath as she begs for more like the needy little pervert she is."

"You didn't answer my question."

She let out a sigh, seeming annoyed by the question. "I'm a demon hunter, trained in the martial techniques of the demon hunting samurai of the Shimazu clan," she explained. "By channeling my breath according to the techniques developed in the 16th century, I have the power to run on walls, cut through solid steel, leap great distances, survive powerful blows, et cetera. So it's okay if you want to step on my face instead of sitting on it," she explained. "I can take it." She gave me a wink as she finished that thought.

"Why are you..." I trailed off, trying to find the right words - at which point, Xico returned. "Oh, thank God you're here."

"Ehh... hello, Xico!" Gillian said, wiggling her fingers at the other girl pleasantly. "I was just asking Roger if he would sit on my face, and can you believe he still hasn't given me an answer?"

"I... can believe... it," Xico agreed, with a nod. I shot her a look, quietly hoping for some assistance. She paused at that, then floated over to me. "Um... I don't want to igoss... without her... permission," she said, her voice a quiet whisper to me. "Since, um... you know... she has private, um, thoughts..."

"Ehh? What are you whispering about? Are you asking your girlfriend for permission to sit on my face, Roger? Please give him permission, Eusion-sama!" She actually kowtowed at that point.

I resisted the urge to reply immediately with She's not my girlfriend. She was certainly close enough - and the burning in her cheeks suggested she really liked that idea. "Gillian, could you please stop?"

"Oh, sorry," she said, hopping to her feet immediately. "I thought you were into playing the autistic dominant," she explained, casually flicking her hair over her shoulder. "Nice to meet you, Roger!" She gave a small bow of the head. "I hope I haven't offended you too bad!"

"You... uh... seem to have changed suddenly."

"Yes? When a guy asks you to stop hitting on him, you stop hitting on him! Duh!"

"You were hitting on me?"

"Yes. Also duh. I'm trying not to offend you, but come on? Do girls normally ask guys to sit on their faces when they aren't interested?"

"They don't normally ask guys to sit on their faces at all!" I was feeling a tad defensive, and Xico giggled a little.

"Come on! Are you actually autistic? Xico, did I just offend him by asking that question?"

"N-no..." Xico said hesitantly. "He's just... um... not used to women... hitting on him..."

"I'm used to it!"

"Well... not her style..." Xico corrected. She leaned in to peck my cheek.

"Great." I just went back to staring at Gillian, which she responded to by locking eyes with me. Her smile was placid and cool as a stream. "So you want to have sex?"

"Yes! That's why I said, can you please sit on my face, Daddy! I'm sorry, I'm just getting confused now. Are you into me or not? I thought you weren't and that's why you told me to cut it out, but now you're asking questions like you didn't even realize I was flirting with you! Which is pretty crazy, right, Xico?"

"Um... no comment..." Xico said.

"That means yes. Whew! I'm really getting mixed signals! Not just coping about being bad at picking them up!"

I contemplated Gillian again, and she just stared back at me, making eye contact and not breaking off no matter how long I stared at her. At some point, Xico giggled, which prompted Gillian to start laughing too - and I got caught up in it as well.

When we all finished laughing, Gillian spoke up again. "So~o... I guess I should be going!" She stepped over towards the door to my office. "Have a nice workd-"

"Stop," I said, and she froze in place, looking back at me with curiosity and excitement. She was very pretty. "I fuck a lot of women."

"Sexy! Sluts are very sexy, since they know what they're doing," she explained. "Plus, they tend to have more depraved tastes..." She licked her lips as she looked back at me. "Ah! I'm hitting on you without getting an OK! I'm going to get fired for real this time!"

"It's fine," I told her, and she let out a sigh of relief. "Come over here," I said, and she practically skipped up to me, puffing up her chest to show off her tits. She wasn't particularly tall, but she was definitely chesty, and in this position, I was right at the right height to stare directly at her tits up close.

"Ooo, I like this," she said, after a few seconds. "Just being put on display like a statue! Ahn! You like looking, hu~uh, Roger?" I swallowed as my eyes finally turned up to hers. "I know I'm sexy but normally guys don't care that much! They say I'm funny and honest," she explained. "Well, the ones who don't say I'm a gross pervert. Well, the ones who don't say I'm a gross pervert, in the sense of not wanting to fuck me," she corrected.

"Your opening line was to call me Daddy and ask me to sit on your face."

"See? Funny, and honest!" I stared at her, and she raised her chin in mock pride. "There's no pickup line with a zero percent chance of success, as you're in the process of proving."

"Maybe I'll actively turn you down, just to prove you wrong. LIke I said, I have sex with plenty of women."

"Ah... so cruel... but..." she reached up for the line of her top, teasing at revealing more of her chocolate tits. When my eyes fell on them, she hummed and inch by inch started to reveal her bare breast. "If you don't tell me stop, I'm going to show them a~all off," she teased, stopping for a second just before her tits were presented. I didn't stop her, so I got to see her nice, big, perky tits, complete with equally perky nipples. "Ooo, at any moment, somebody could walk in and see me doing this, Roger," she said - in a way that made it very clear she liked that thought.

Unfortunately for her, I didn't. "Cover yourself," I said, and she let out a sigh and pouted, but obeyed. "Christ."

"Eh... I don't want to be rude, but please don't take the Lord's name in vain," Gillian said.

"Uhh. You keep knocking me off balance," I said, shaking my head. "Fuck it. Come on over to my place after work, okay?"

"Ah! Yes, Daddy!" She playfully saluted me, then stood there patiently for several seconds, a bland smile on her face.

"She wants you..." Xico trailed off, glancing at Gillian, who was scowling at her. "Um... I'm ruining her fun... but you should tell her... to go."

Gillian huffed. "It's no fun if you just tell him what to do, you know?" She paused, staring me down again. "I'll see you at your place, Daddy!"

* * *

Gillian was definitely different. Very different. Kate was a masochist and submissive too, but she was full of shame about it, hiding it away and unwilling to talk about it. Gillian had stomped right into my office and dared me to sit on her face or step on it instead. When she arrived at my home after work, she was wearing a bright smile and a blue polo shirt and medium skirt.  Not something overtly sexy, but that showed off her body fairly well.

"Ah, is Xico here right now?"

"Xico lives at the apartment complex, but she's not in my apartment."

"Good," Gillian said, letting out a huf. "Ah, no offense, Daddy-"

"Could you stop calling me that?" I interrupted.

"You haven't told me what to call you, though! Roger is so boring. Daddy's fun! If you want me to call you something else, then just say it."

I got the sense that she was seeking some particular response, so I went to Kate - Kate had started off with 'Sir,' but transitioned to Master once the other Kate showed up. "Master," I suggested.

"Ah... oh, can it be goshujinsama instead? That's like 'Master,' but in Nihongo! That's Japanese in Japanese, by the way," she added.

"Sure. Goshujinsama," I said. "Now, what do you want?"

"Ehh? Are you one of those terrible doms who asks for every little thing?" She pouted at that. "Goshujinsama, talking about consent isn't sexy at all! Just declare what you want! Put me in my place! You men have dominated us women since time immemorial, taking advantage of the fact that we are ruled by our pussies! It's only natural for women to worship at the feet of a man!"

"I don't want to hurt you-"

"I already explained that I'm strong and tough! Ugh! I thought you were a fun slut, not some boring vanilla boy! I can just leave if you're not interested, you know? I'm going to give you one last chance to be a proper dominator, and if you fail, I'm going to leave!"

"You're literally saying you're going to leave if I don't order you around?"

"Roger, I'm only not leaving right now because I kind of like the disbelief in how you phrased that question."

"Alright." I reached out for her throat with a snap movement, just a sort of instinctive guess from my time with Kate - and the way that Gillian shuddered at the touch was damn hot. Goosebumps ran along her skin as I held her like that for a long few seconds.

"Better," she breathed out, a sigh escaping her lips.

"Why are you glad Xico's not here?"

"Telepathy is so boring, it's just the same as asking for this and that in the bedroom, you know? Plus I'd rather be fully receiving your attention... it's not that I hate the idea of another woman involved, it's just - more for once you've broken me down more, you know?"

I had solidly no idea what she was talking about. I tried mentally reversing the genders, but unfortunately my interest in any kind of extreme male submissive continent back on my homeworld was pretty much nonexistent. I made a mental note to ask her what her favorite works of hentai were, but only after we finished. I licked my lips as I kept my fingers wrapped around her throat, contemplating exactly what to do with her.

I decided to start off relatively light. I didn't want to push past her limits in any case, and going full on Kate with her might prick some complaint or issue she had.

Plus, I already had Kate to do Kate things with.

"First thing's first, kneel, Gillian," I said, letting go of her throat.

"Ah, if you're going to call me by my name, I prefer Jill-"

"Kneel," I interrupted, and she smiled and descended to her knees. I took out my cock and just slapped her face with it. Her smile only became more radiant as she got treated like that, closing her eyes and drinking in deep through her nose. I contemplated my next move with her like that, quite enjoying the sight of her on her knees, eyes closed, taking in my scent with sweet relish. I decided that, you know what? If she didn't want to tell me what she wanted, I'd just do whatever I felt like.

In this case, that was to stuff my dick into her mouth. "Open up, Jill," I ordered. She let her mouth fall open, tongue stretching wide, and I just stuffed my cock in there. She let out a muffled noise of surprise, but she certainly wasn't unhappy, I could tell, as I forcefully pushed my dick into her mouth and right down her throat. She let out a hum of desire, just closing and lidding her eyes again as I choked her with my cock. I held her down, enjoying the way her mouth and throat felt on my cock.

It was made particularly nice by the way that, after a second or so of being held down there, she started to lick, her tongue slithering back and forth along the underside of my cock. She hummed softly as she worked, eyes finally open to just stare up at me, gaze smoldering with desire.

It was honestly very hot. If she'd opened with "fuck my throat and I'll moan..." Wait, actually, hadn't she basically opened up with that?

The point being, that having such a beautiful woman kneeling with my cock in her throat and licking my dick was very sexy. I just kept hold of her, wanting to see what she'd do when I pushed past her limits. Despite her bitching on the subject, I wanted to know what her limits were, and I didn't. Not yet, at least.

Saliva dripped out of her mouth, and her eyes peeled back as I held her down there - but she didn't even try to resist. She just quietly took it, letting out the occasional noise of pure pleasure and bliss, as if the experience of deepthroating me was going to make her come. She wasn't even masturbating, to be clear. She was just sucking cock with that much enthusiasm. Letting me grind her down into her pelvis, her cheeks hollowing around my cock as I held her down like that. She worked me over with a quiet diligence, and there was a sort of rhythm to how she sucked and licked, dragging me up close to the edge, and then letting me fall back down from it, smoothly teasing me like that. It was incredibly pleasant.

It was also incredibly distracting. I kept that up for probably ten minutes by the clock before I realized she wasn't passing out or losing consciousness at all. I remembered, then, her mention of special breathing techniques, and quickly concluded those must have somehow led to her not needing to worry about choking.

So I peeled her off, letting my dick twitch in front of her face as she let out a soft sigh. "Ahh, choke me more, Daddy! Err, goshujinsama! That was really fun, and you were enjoying yourself, too, right?"

"I was worried I was choking you too long," I told her.

"Oh, you're being sweet," she said, patting my thigh casually, like I was a cute younger brother. "As a master of the demon hunting arts, I can hold my breath for over an hour! You don't need to worry about choking me on your cock, goshujinsama."

I contemplated her again at that, and she just smiled guilelessly up at me - then let her mouth fall open, her tongue lolling out invitingly. I took her up on the nonverbal offer, just stuffing my cock right down her throat again. Once more, she started to lick and suckle, but this time, I started to just fuck her face.

Jill's entire vibe was definitely weird to me, but honestly, I was enjoying fucking her face. She was an enthusiastic cocksucker, moaning in delight, tongue swishing around, smiling with her eyes up at me - and soon enough, I was feeling my balls surge from the rough treatment I was giving her. I contemplated just coming in her mouth, or on her face, or whatever else. Then I decided to pull out altogether, my cock twitching in front of her face. "Where do you want it?" I asked.

"Ahm? Want what?" She actually seemed confused by the question, not just acting confused as some bratty sub act.

"My cum."

"Oh! Wherever you feel like, really! Just drench me in cum and piss, it's all good to me!"

"You're on my carpet, I'm not peeing on you." I shook my head. "Fuck it," I grunted, grabbing her head and stuffing my cock right down her throat again, making her moan as I facefucked her like that, pounding away. My balls slapped at her chin as she took it like a champ, drooling on my dick as I mistreated her face. I could feel my balls start to surge again, and this time, I just held her down, coming straight down her throat, both hands on the back of her head, balls slapping at her chin as I unloaded.

When I was spent, I pulled back, my cock popping free from her mouth. She idly licked her lips and looked up at me. "I hope I made you come good, goshujinsama," she said, a smile on her lips. "That's what a disgusting pervert like me is for, getting a strong man like you off." My cock twitched at those words, still hard despite myself. "Ah! You're still ready to go, goshujinsama? Did you not really come? Ohhh, I hate men who pretend to come, please tell me you're not one of them... I'll forgive you this one time, but don't do it again, okay?"

"I didn't pretend to come, I came right down your throat," I told her, and her smile came back at that. "Let's go to the bedroom," I said. When she frowned for a moment, I improvised - I grabbed her hair and started to drag her after me, forcing her to stumble to her feet with desperate energy and a big smile on her lips.

"There we go, I knew you were a dominant type," she said, her voice a little husky.

"I'm honestly-" I enjoyed taking up a passive role with Fals, when she was May, but that was mostly it, as far as myself in the submissive position. "Well, I guess I'm dominant with people with powers," I admitted.

"Ooo? How's that?" She shut up for a moment. "Oh, no, I get it, it's kind of like shotadom, right? You can turn the tables on them at any time, but you don't!"

"I guess, but not in the sexy way you're talking about," I clarified. "Now bend over the bed and present your ass to me to fuck," I told her, casually giving her a little spanking.

"Yes, goshujinsama!" She sounded excited, as she peeled down her panties, revealing her pussy. She was very wet, which I took as a good sign, and I lined by cock up with her pussy. She stiffened in response to the movement, and I decided to try just teasing her, rubbing my cock back and forth along her sex. She shivered at that, trembling faintly as I teased her, until at last she spoke up. "Please! Please, grace this lowly woman, your natural inferior, with your big fat throbbing male cock, goshujinsama!"

I could hardly deny such a heartfelt plea, and slammed my cock balls deep inside her in a single stroke. She moaned in pleasure at that, actually coming immediately, her pussy spasming frantically around my cock. Her fingers dug into the bed sheets beneath her, lewd, stuttered noises escaping her throat. "Coming so fast?" I teased, as I just relished the sensations of her pussy on my cock.

She couldn't respond immediately, but she did give up on hiding her most recent orgasm. At last, she finished coming, squirming a bit on my cock as she spoke. "Ahh, I was so excited... men like it when you come fast, anyway, goshujinsama! Don't pretend like you don't!"

I let out a little chuckle at that. The intensity of her denial was cute - but she was right. I did like that she came fast. "You're right. Plus, you were sucking my cock for like ten minutes, weren't you?"

"Yes! It was hot when you were just choking me out right at the start!" That was about the closest she'd gotten to actually giving me any idea what she actually wanted - but I decided to slide my hand up towards her throat, teasing at it. I could feel her tense, her breathing becoming more shallow as my fingers ran across her neck like that. She just waited with bated breath and no complaint, but didn't actually affirm she wanted it.

So I started to fuck her, keeping my hand in position, teasing her with the possibility of getting choked as I just pounded her tight pussy. She was definitely still warmed up, and I could feel her as she got closer, and closer, to the edge. Just before I would have expected her to come, I tightened my fingers on her throat, and she came insanely hard, lewd sputtering noises escaping her throat as her cunt spasmed desperately on my cock. Her eyes rolled around in their sockets as I just rammed away at her, not slowing down for a second despite choking her. She made some pitiful noise that might have been a mewl in another life, then simply lost the strength in her arms, leaving me to hold her up with my fingers. The way her weight suddenly jerked against my hand made her cunt spasm with momentary, her entire body stiffening with bliss as I kept fucking away.

I did my best to try to play into her earlier dirty talk, actually using my power to slow down time so I could properly improvise. After I had a few good ideas, I let time return to normal. "You really are such a needy little girl, aren't you? It's women like you that have kept your kind subjugated. Any chance at equality or political power, you gave up for the chance at cock." She made another lewd noise of whimpering pleasure and desperation as I choked her. "You'd betray your entire sex, just to get more dick." She nodded rapidly in response to those words, unable to speak thanks to my fingers wrapped around her throat. "You're just a needy little-" I paused as I realized I very nearly said 'slut,' which sounds absolutely wrong. I slowed down time, took a few seconds, and course-corrected, "-pervert."

She nodded at that, pussy spasming with delight at my rough treatment of her, and the sheer enthusiasm with which she was humping back into me drove me over the edge. I bottomed out inside her and came with a long, low groan. She shivered in response to the feeling of me nutting inside her.

Once I was finished, I let go of her throat and pulled out. I contemplated what to do with her next - but she just peeled off my cock, turning around to fix me with a big smile. "That was really great, goshujinsama! I was a little worried that I was going too far with you, but I'm glad I did!"

"Going too far with me? What, did you not do that whole 'sit on my face, Daddy' to everybody? I was under the impression that was your thing."

She paused at that. "Ahm... sorry, forget it, goshujinsama, I'm a bad girl who said a silly thing!" I looked at her sharply. "I don't want to make you feel bad, that's all, goshujinsama."

"What, did people tell you I'm a slut?"

"No, goshujinsama! You did! Remember?"

"Just tell me whatever the thing is."

"Ah... okay, goshujinsama, please don't be too mad..." She bit her lip. "I heard that you were the victim of 'SA'-" she actually made finger quotes around the words, "-a little while back, and that I should take it easy on you. But I thought, you know, it would be unfair to treat you different because of something like that! And I think you're glad I did? Sorry for bringing it back up, I know things like that are hard for men to deal with."

"SA?" I asked, more confused than anything else.

"Ahhh... this isn't the fun time of cruel torture, goshujinsama, this is the horrible kind! Congratulations on finding it, I didn't think it existed for me any more!"

"Just answer the question, Jill. I'm not going to get mad."

"Sexual assault." I just frowned at that. "Your... um... experience with the Erlqueen. Please don't be mad at the person who told me! They were just trying to help! It's stupid me who brought it up!"

"Oh. She never raped me."

Gillian gave me a look that said she severely doubted my words. "Okay, goshujinsama." She paused. "Ahh, did I screw things up, bringing up bad memories? This was really fun! You were getting into it at the end! I've had lots of men dominate me, you're definitely in the top quint..." she trailed off, seeming to consider it, "in the top quartile!" She corrected.

"Are you just saying that to try to make me fuck you more?"

"Ehh... when you put it like that, it sounds so manipulative!" She smiled. "I've had lots of partners, and they were all dominants! I liked that you got into choking without needing to be told, that's always great! Even if you were obviously testing me before you actually did it!"

"Great." I remembered, at that point, a question I hadn't asked yet. I slowed down time to try to come off as casual rather than fishing. "Oh. Hank mentioned you were into pornographic cartoons," I started.

"Hentai, you mean?"

"Yes. Hentai. I'm from a different universe, so I'm curious if you have any recommendations."

"Oh! I absolutely do, so many!" She smiled and bounced on the bed, seeming to forget all about sex for the moment. She just wrapped me in a surprise hug. "What are you into? Fellatio, cunnilingus, slime girls, succubi, rape, male domination, female domination, there's so many different types! Yea or nay on more than two partners, and what kind?"

"I don't really know, porn here's a bit different. Just recommend me some of your favorites."

"Alright!" She hummed in response, then hopped off the bed. "Actually, I'll just stop by my place to pick some up, we can watch them together, that'll be fun and sexy, right?"

"Sounds nice, yes," I agreed, and at that point she almost zipped out of the bedroom, using her own form of superspeed to get moving. I plopped down on the bed to relax for a bit.

She was very high energy.

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Superheroine Seducing Accountant, Chapter 81: Morning With Xico
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Xico woke up before Roger did. She gulped as she felt his arms wrapped around her, her cheeks glowing as she remembered what the two of them did last night...

Or three, Bup was there too, but...

Ah... it was nice, though. Sex with Roger was always nice. He was nice to her. He made sure she enjoyed herself, he liked her - even if he didn't like her like that, maybe he would one day soon enough - and he felt good. He was so enthusiastic... he was kind of like Bup, in that way.

She blushed a bit at that thought. That was a mean thought! Bup was... well, Bup was Bup, and Roger was Roger, and they weren't really that similar.

Roger's body shifted behind her, and for a moment, she thought she'd been igossing with him, and he'd read her thoughts, and now he was going to be mad - but no, he was asleep. His dream was vague and mushy and hard to get much out of, but she was pretty sure that he was imagining that he was fucking a bunch of hot elf girls in Santa's workshop.

Mrs. Claus was there to help him out.

Xico licked her lips, wondering if she should wriggle free, or just stay here, or something else...

She decided to use her thiasyar, gently levering them between her naked stomach and his arms, pushing them back, and then getting free of his body. As she moved, she became aware that she'd wrapped her tails around his hips during her sleep, so now she also had to use her thiasyar to leverage him up off her tail. He rolled over in the process of her extricating herself from him, and in the process fell on his back.

He was hard. She could see that very clearly in the new position. His cock just pointed up at the ceiling, proud and uninhibited, and she quietly swallowed as she contemplated it, wondering exactly what she should do with it...

It was okay to do sex things while he was asleep, right? He wouldn't mind? She'd worried about this before, right? He hadn't been upset when she'd done it last time. So... she licked her lips. He definitely wouldn't mind sex things, when those sex things involved her wrapping her lips around his cock.

She leaned forward into him, suckling on his cockhead, tongues flicking around it, just slathering it in a light smear of saliva. He groaned softly, the images in his dream shifting from pounding sexy elves from behind, to pounding them from the front. She was only just teasing the very tip, though, and she could tell that was creating some frustration in the dream, as Roger tried and failed to get deep inside an elf girl's mouth, but was stopped by a sort of invisible force field an inch or so inside. His hips were even twitching here in the real world, as he tried to fix that problem...

So she decided to be nice and make it very easily, sliding her lips all the way down his cock, taking him to the base. Her tongues wrapped and teased every last inch of his cock, his hot throbbing length twitching in her throat. She could also feel the way his fantasy grew more intense, as his body twitched underneath her, his cock pulsing, threatening to explode at any moment.

For her part, she just enjoyed the feeling of him down inside her throat, the simple pleasure of it. Her tongues slithered down to tease and lick at his balls, and she planned to stay plastered down there until he woke up. His expressions as he slept, his thoughts as he slept, were just too cute and sexy for her to pull back needlessly. His body wriggled around beneath her, as she suckled and sucked, intensifying the pressure, enjoying his taste, enjoying the way it felt to be with him like this. Her nose was mushed up into his pelvis, and his pleasant scent (the scent of the man she loved) filled her nostrils.

At that point, he finally woke up, though his thoughts were still messy. He moved with a casual certainty down towards her head, grabbing her head in one hand and just forcefully peeling her up and off his cock. She let him, her tongues stretching out, inviting him back into her mouth. Even in his groggy state, she could read his mind just fine: She looks so good like that. She smiled up at him, keeping her mouth open, saliva slowly dripping along her tongues and splashing down onto the bed beneath them. She knew Roger well enough to know that the sight of her like that was intensely arousing for him, and his cock's twitching certainly reassured her that she was doing the right thing.

Roger was too sleepybrained to do anything in that moment other than let go of her hair, and she responded by slurping him back up, humming around his cock, twisting her head around and around on his length happily. He just gasped by way of reply, pumping his hips up against her face,rolling his head back as he lost all control. Saliva freely dripped out of her mouth down his cock, and he groaned in pleasure, his thoughts some mix of surprise, pleasure, and intensifying arousal. A sort of It's so nice to wake up like this and also Wow, it's so nice that Xico wakes me up like this. The fact the the compliments were coming straight from his brain, totally unfiltered due to him having just woken up, well - that just added to the joy of receiving them.

"Xico," he breathed out, then just collapsed back onto the bed, his thoughts too mushy to really say much. "Fuck, thanks for this," he said at last, having decided that was the most honest expression of his feelings. Good- good, nng, good birthday present," he said, his length twitching in her throat. "Christmas present," he corrected after a moment, that was how tired he was.

She just peeled back up and off his length at that point. "Merry Christmas," she said, trying her best to come off as seductive and sexy, though apparently it came off more as 'cute' to Roger's sleep-addled mind.

Well, that was okay. Roger liked cute too. She leaned forward to his cock, suckling on the very tip, tongues dancing and dancing around it. He just groaned in response, still too mush-brained to say much of anything. She liked the way he was right now. It was cute. Was it okay to think he was cute when he was all stupid like this? He was even more like Bup like this...

Her cheeks glowed at that. That was definitely a mean thought! She should get him off fast before she turned into - into Nell or something! She slurped his cock up, starting to bob on his dick, bouncing up and down this time, her head twisting from side to side as her tongues slithered all over the place on his cock. They caressed every last inch of his length, as he gasped in pleasure, leaning up on the bed to lock eyes with her - and then he started to come.

She peeled back to the tip, just caressing his cockhead, coaxing out all his tasty, citrusy cum as it was deposited on her tongue. She gulped and swallowed happily, some of it dribbling down out of her mouth. He definitely liked that - she didn't even have to read his mind to see the way his gaze lingered on the little bit of cum on her chin, so she just pretended not to have noticed, as she popped off his cock when he was finished.

"Good morning... I guess Mrs. Claus is now... um... in love with your cock," she said, blushing a bit.

He chuckled at that, reaching out for her cheek. His finger then wandered around to scoop up cum, feeding it into her mouth, and she happily suckled on his finger, tongues going wild, meeting his gaze with hers as she suckled on his finger. Her cheeks hollowed as she exaggerated the movement, and his thoughts naturally wandered to the idea of her blowing him again. She gave him a little wink.

"We fucked like rabbits last night," he said, at last, and she pouted at that. "Let me actually wake up." He got up from the bed, zooming into the bathroom to go take a shower, his thoughts becoming incoherent as his power kicked in. She sighed...

And realized that the only clothes she'd actually brought over were the stupid-sexy Mrs. Claus uniform.

Ah, but she lived right across the hallway, so she could just duck out for a second. She closed her eyes, feeling out the thoughts of the other occupants of the apartment complex, and then dashed across the hall wearing the stupid sexy Santa uniform.

Well, it wasn't stupid, since Roger had liked it... but still!

* * *

Lope rolled her head around, bouncing on her toes. She was cool. This was cool. Showing up to the house of a hot older DILF type (well, he wasn't actually a dad, but she'd call him Daddy if he wanted... only if he asked, though, she wasn't gonna bring it up) with a six pack, some food, and some games, in the early morning, was totally cool. He would be into it. He was one horny slut, and she absolutely wanted to fuck him. She took in a deep breath, then knocked on the door to his apartment.

That superspeed meant he pretty much zipped to the front door, which was cool. Also he was shirtless, which was super cool. Also he wasn't wearing pants (though he was wearing briefs, and she could see his hard-on), which was cool too. He was hot, for sure. She managed to drag her gaze up to his. "Yo," she said.

"Sorry, thought you were Xico. Would've put some clothes on."

"No need," she told him, raising one hand reassuringly, giving him her most sincere smile. "I could even undress a bit, if you feel overdressed. Wanna game? I got you a couple as presents based on the genres you like," she explained, hefting up the bag with them (and in the process, the bags with the chips and the crackers and the other snacks she brought over). "We can game, have some fun, get a little tipsy..."

"I'm pretty sure Xico's coming back, which is why I thought you were Xico."

"Cool. I know you're into Lilith's threesomes, and Xico's my best friend, so it's no problem here." She paused. Wait, was he giving an excuse to get her to leave because he wasn't interested right now? "If you just want me to fuck off I can leave the games. I'm cool. No pressure."

He let out a small laugh-sigh at that. "No, Lope, you can come on in."

"Great!" She made her way past him, putting down the six pack on the coffee table and pulling out the games. "Since Xico'll be showing up, can't play Misty Cliffs. But Viva Racers XIV is a pretty fun kart racer," she explained, as she got out the CD. "Want to try it out?"

"Sure thing," he said, glancing at the bedroom as she put in the drive. "I should get dressed."

"No!" Lope said in a rush. "Uh, I mean, nah, you're hot like this," she said, giving him a thumbs up. "I like it. You have that casual half-naked thing going on, it's hot."

He considered her words for a few seconds - then nodded, planting his ass down next to her. She grinned, reaching for the six-pack, pulling out a beer. "Aren't you eighteen?"

Sometimes he could be really, weirdly, straight-laced for such a total slut. Which was... kinda gap moe thing? Kinda? Like, oh, he's the serious secretary, but when you get him on his back he just turns into a complete horndog. "Are you a cop? Don't worry, I promise not to drive drunk." She raised a hand in faux-honor. "I don't have a license and it's New York City, anyway."

He pursed his lips at that. Holy shit. Was he actually going to give her shit for drinking? "It's the morning, too."

"I don't drink that much, okay? I just figured a little social lubrication would be nice!"

"Alright, alright," he said, yielding to her superior logic. He reached for one of the cans himself, popping the lid and tasting it, his expression puckering at the taste. This was pretty good beer! Did he not drink? Did that mean he was gonna get crazy drunk because he couldn't handle it?

Wait, no... he'd drink like two beers, he was a pretty big guy, and he had a weird metabolism. If she was lucky, he'd get tipsy. "Let's get to gaming," she declared, grabbing her controller.

Roger picked the highest max-speed kart, and the bunnygirl driver whose power was boosting how fast her kart went. Foolish choice made of not knowing the mechanics - the bunnygirl's boost had minimal effect on top-speed karts. Not that she was gonna tell him, she wanted to cream him in the game and with his superspeed, she needed every advantage she could get.

Xico arrived soon enough, just opening the door wearing a black shirt and some shorts. Roger welcomed her, because the pair were almost boyfriend-girlfriend (Lope was rooting for them, as long as Xico shared), and then she wound up sitting on his lap as she got her own controller.

"You want a drink, Xico?" She asked, pulling out a can to offer it up.

"Oh, um..." Xico glanced at Roger. "No..."

Lope let out a sigh. Fuddy-duddies went together, she guessed. "Let's go!"

* * *

I was definitely finding Jutaana's top speed painfully slow in the game. Wasn't she supposed to get a boost from her powers? I was trying to avoid using my powers, only using them a little bit to slow time down as we played here and there when there was some tight corner or reaction, but Lope clearly knew the game better than me. Her character, Hob, also had a blast attack, which she used constantly every time I was in front of her. Sometimes I'd manage to use a shortcut to get far enough ahead that she couldn't blast me in the ass, but otherwise...

It was still fun, to be clear. I just can get competitive. Xico was not nearly as good as either of us at the race, so she was mostly just tagging along for the ride, almost like a child who doesn't know how to use a controller yet. She fidgeted when I formed that thought, and I just wrapped my arms more tightly around her, kissing the top of her head, which pretty clearly cleaned off any embarrassment at that particular phrase.

In between rounds, Lope would casually toss her arm over me and pretty much just paw at me. She was definitely tipsy - she was somehow even more forward than she normally was. My metabolism had kept me very far from drunk, but seeing Lope like this was kinda cute. Xico fidgeted in my lap, which kept me hard the whole time, and occasionally Lope would rest her cheek on my shoulder and mumble about how hot I was, how cute Xico and I were together, how great my cock was, how awesome and cool I was, how she wished boys her age were more like me, et cetera, et cetera.

Eventually, Xico spoke up. "Um... can we igoss, Roger?"

I nodded, and I felt her thoughts filter in and through me, as well as the horny thoughts of Lope... which were pretty much identical to what she was saying. Xico silently suggested I could fuck Lope, since she had been wondering, off-and-on, if she would get fucked throughout the entirety of the last three races. My cock twitching in the crook of Xico's ass was pretty much answer enough, and she floated off me.

"Lope..." Xico started.

"Yeah, Xico?" Lope asked, letting out a belch. "'scuse me," she added, glancing my way. "Been holding that in too long."

"I want... Roger to fuck you..." she explained, and Lope's eyes went wide with eagerness, a grin running across her lips.

"Sounds great!" She agreed immediately, hopping to her own feet. She literally ran to the bedroom, hurriedly stripping herself naked, while I followed after her. I only didn't use my superspeed power to watch her strip because it'd break the igoss - and Xico offered to break it voluntarily, and I told her that it was completely fine. Lope was really damn horny, that much was obvious even without the igoss, but I was really able to feel it in that moment, the way her thoughts were along the lines of Can't wait to get fucked, Gonna get fucked, and Gonna get Roger's cock fucking me soon, hell yeah. Once she was naked, she looked at me. "What position do you want, slu~ut?" She asked, feeling a tweak of embarrassment after saying that and hoping it hadn't pissed me off.

"You, on your back," I told her, and Lope hurriedly got into position, spreading her legs wide, hands clasping her thighs to keep them separated. I clambered atop her at that point, getting in between her legs. She was incredibly eager to get fucked, her eyes wild, her thoughts a rush of desperate energy that she wasn't even trying to restrain, even though she knew I was igossing with Xico and therefore could hear every last thought she had.

Then I just pushed myself inside her, letting out a long groan as I felt her inner walls caress my cock, her legs soon snapping around my hips. I could feel her arousal spike as she felt me slide inside her, her whole body trembling as she looked up at me, practically jittering on the bed with eager horniness. She idly wondered what time it was, and Xico answered her, checking her phone: "Nine... um... thirty-two," she finished.

Fuck yeah, I'm getting fucked by a big dicked DILF before ten even. "Fuck me, ahh, fuck me harder," she begged, her voice manic and needy. I started to pump at her in response, enjoying the way she squirmed in pleasure as I fucked her, the way her thoughts bubbled with desire. Her pussy idly squeezed around my cock as I gripped one thigh in either hand and started to just pound away. "Fuck, nnnfuck," she grunted, and I used a mix of my prior knowledge of her body, and Xico's telepathy, to find just the right angle to press my thumb against her clit. "Oh, oh, I'm gonna, fu~uck yeah!" She moaned out and came at that point, her body spasming beneath me, her pussy going absolutely wild around my cock.

I could practically feel her pleasure washing over me. It wasn't like I was enjoying sex myself - we weren't igossing - but it was like she was giving me the most honest, unfakeable explanation of how much she loved my cock and wanted even more of it. The way that her inner walls gripped and held onto my cock, tightening around it, just felt oh-so-good. I could only grunt in my own pleasure as I thrust inside her, and she didn't mind at all that she was getting fucked even as she came, her pussy gripping my dick intermittently and just adding to my pleasure.

I leaned down over her, giving her a kiss, and she just moaned in delight into my mouth. I flicked my tongue against hers, seeking out that cute little tongue stud of hers, and she wriggled pleasantly on my cock by way of response. Every single thrust inside her was sweet pleasure for me, and a kind of quiet reassurance for her.

I only broke off the kiss when she was done coming, and she gasped for breath before speaking up. Her filters were down, thanks to the alcohol, so it wasn't like there was any strong difference between what she was thinking and saying. "Xico, when you get married to Roger, you gotta, hnngod!" She squirmed as I upped my pace just a mite - no superspeed, that'd break off the igoss. "You gotta keep sharing, okay? You gotta, gotta keep sharing," she continued, almost delirious as she spoke. "Fuck, this dick's so good."

"Your future boyfriend probably won't want to share," I told Lope, who just let out a whiny moan.

"Who gives a fuck, I'll just fuck you when I want dick, I can go without a boyfriend forever if it means I get this co~ock!" I could tell that she didn't fully mean that - she was definitely hunting for a guy who'd fuck her like I did - but at the same time, sex had climbed very high in the list of things any boyfriend she had, would have to be capable of, just because she'd been fucking me and getting a boyfriend meant she wouldn't be able to fuck me any more. Even in her drunken, fucked-hard state, her brain was still trying to calculate the best way to get another guy to fuck her who would put up with her fucking me, and/or fuck as good as me.

"Ahm... i-if, well," Xico started, thinking if we get married, then thinking that it'd be bad to say it, then remembering that we were igossed so I knew that she meant that as a hypothetical and wasn't trying to force me into anything. "If we got married... I... I'd be fine with... him... fucking you... or anybody... really... maybe not Nora, just... because I think... it'd be bad for her..." Xico explained, her sweetness and sincerity coming through the link. She was fine with me fucking Nora right now, but if Xico got married to me, then Nora's emotional attachment would make her upset and she'd need me to break off things. She was even thinking that if Nora really could just have casual sex with me at some future date, she'd be fine sharing.

She was just so cinnamon sweet it was incredible. Lope came beneath me, her pussy spasming on my cock, and I bottomed out inside her, riding out the wave as she shivered and jerked on my cock, my dick balls deep, my length getting thoroughly massaged by her inner walls. I held myself inside her, grasping her by the hips and admiring her naked body beneath me. Her pleasure washed over me again, a sort of incoherent feeling and impression, the lewdest o-face possible in mental form.

When she finished coming, I went right back to fucking her, playing with her body, teasing her breasts, playing with her clit, and just fucking away. Xico watched the whole thing with a happy excitement, glad I was making her friend feel good, glad her friend was happy, glad I was enjoying myself, glad to enjoy something new with me. She actually wondered for just a moment if maybe she should count this as a gift from me, but my immediate instinctive This is more of a gift for me shut off that line of inquiry. It also made her flush adorably behind me - I couldn't see her, but I could feel her cheeks burn.

The next time Lope came, I couldn't hold back, bottoming out inside her again and coming right alongside her, groaning in pleasure. Xico let out a sort of stuttered moan-squeal as sympathetic ecstasy overran her, though of course her body didn't actually come. She just quivered, jerked, and moaned behind me, as I sprayed hot cum all over the inside of her best friend's pussy.

When I was completely spent inside of Lope, I contemplated the young superheroine's nude body, absently wondering if Xico would rather I leave it at that and come fuck her. Lope was still horny, but I definitely prized my relationship with Xico more.

"No..." Xico said aloud. Her thoughts tumbled into my head: she wanted me to keep fucking Lope because Lope wanted me to keep fucking her, and I could definitely exhaust Lope, and then maybe the pair of us could still do sex if I had the energy, but we fucked for two hours last night so she was fine with letting Lope have early morning sex with me.

My cock throbbed and pulsed inside of Lope at those thoughts, and I got right back to fucking the cutie, making her squeal in pleasure beneath me.

Xico really was an incredible girl.

She blushed happily at that comment.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Thank you," Mira said, succinctly.

* * *

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

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

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

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

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

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

* * *

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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