You did. Everyone did.
"Yeah, we're sorry!" Selina added, her voice shaky as she leaned into you, her tits pressing against your chest.
"Say it again," you interrupted, adding a second finger to Selina's pussy, fucking her faster and faster. Her moan was loud enough to draw attention, but you didn't care. Felicia whimpered as you focused on her clit, rubbing it in tight circles.
"I'm sorry," Felicia said quickly, her voice breaking on a moan. "We shouldn't have teased you like that."
You didn't stop until they were both begging, their apologies turning into incoherent moans as their bodies shook with pleasure. Then, without warning, you pulled your fingers out and shoved them both down onto the sand. Like cats, they landed on all fours. It didn't matter the force or the aggression, you were their master. You owned them. And you were demanding their pussies, which they could not deny.
"Now it's my turn to fuck you," you said, stroking your dick of your own accord. Pre-cum was a natural lubricant here.
You started with Selina, pushing her bikini bottoms aside and sliding into her in one smooth motion.
"S-so eager—!"
Why wait? Who would wait?
Selina gasped, her back arching as you filled her completely. Her pussy was tight, dripping wet, and every thrust sent shivers up your spine. Felicia watched with hungry eyes, biting her lip. She waited her turn, not that waiting was an issue.
You fucked her brains out.
"Oh god, oh fuck, oh my goodness! T-this cock! Mmmph! Catwoman likes~!" She grinned arrogantly, trying to look back, only for her eyes to roll back. "C-Catwoman—! Nnggh! Catwoman is cumming!"
One orgasm was done and so you pulled out of Selina and turned to Felicia. Her silver one-piece peeled away easily, revealing her glistening pussy. She had that smirk. "Come on, don't hold ba—ckkk~! Mmmpph~!"
You entered the Black Cat just as roughly, her walls clamping down around you like a vice.
"T-this is—nnngghh~! Y-you really don't h-hold back, do you! Mmmph~! Haaahh~!" Felicia and Selina were quite alike. Except, as you surmised by her tight cunt, Felicia was more submissive. "Yes, yes, yes, that's the way! Dominate me! Fuck me! Take my pussy!"
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Felicia had bigger breasts too, swinging as she experienced the dicking of a lifetime. She gasped, she moaned, and she loved every step of it. She accepted her role fully.
"Grab my hair! Use me!"
Long white hair like Felicia's was a rarity. So he grabbed it and tugged on it to slam her down your cock. That one thrust was different. Felicia went agape. She couldn't speak. She couldn't praise. You felt her cunt gushing. You heard and saw her juices flying.
Felicia Hardy's world went white.
"I'M OFFICIALLY YOUR SLUUUUT~!"
Then the grin, the actual brain euphoria, and the addiction kicked in. Her moans were music to your ears, each stroke making the Black Cat louder and louder.
"I love cock, I love cock, I love your cocckkkkk~!" You pulled on her long mane of white hair and saw her expression in full. The rolled back green eyes and the open, tongued out mouth.
What a hottie.
You smacked into her one more time, triggering an orgasm and a shriek, and unsheathed your cock. A long, pathetic gasp left the Black Cat. Catwoman snickered, only to gasp just as pathetically when you filled her.
"S-so fast—!"
"You should always be ready," you told her.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Felicia might have had the bigger tits but Selina had the fatter ass. Said ass jiggled with every thrust and you stopped momentarily to grab a handful of her soft flesh.
"Hngghh~!" Selina was caught off-guard before. In the seconds as you groped her ass, she caught her breathe. "H-heh. You prefer my ass over hers."
"Maybe."
She smirked. Then you grabbed her hips and rammed back inside and that beautiful, confident smirk died a gorgeous death. Replacing her smirk was a joyous, orgasmic expression.
"F-fuck! Fuck, this coccck! I can't believe it! I can't believe a cock could feel this good! I can't—haaah! I should have stopped thieving a long time ago!"
Felicia, panting and wheezing right beside her, laughed. "I know right~"
Gripping her hips, pounding away, their remarks only served to boost your ego. They wanted this. They wanted you to fuck them like this. It was not your fault that your dick got them contemplating their careers.
Selina moaned like a pornstar. Frankly, that was the best way to describe it. When she orgasmed for the sixth time, you pulled out of her and turned to Felicia who was smirking and ready. You into her with just as much force. Her pussy was slick and warm, and she shrieked as you buried yourself inside her.
"Yessss! It's back, it's back!"
You switched between them, fucking them both with abandon, their moans blending together. Felicia was tighter but Selina's was more reactive if that made sense. Selina slammed her booty back, wanting you to feel the clap.
Finally, you couldn't hold back any longer. You pulled out of Felicia and aimed your cock at their backs, cumming in thick, heavy spurts that painted their skin white. Selina and Felicia groaned in unison, their bodies trembling with aftershocks.
As the last drops of cum left your cock, they turned to look at you with hooded eyes. Selina crawled forward first, her tongue lapping at your balls, cleaning every inch of it. Felicia followed suit, her lips wrapping around the tip as she sucked you clean.
Their tongues were warm and soft, and you felt your cock twitch under their attention.
"Good boy," Selina purred, her eyes locking with yours as she sucked the tip of your cock. "We'll have to do this again sometime."
Felicia pulled back giggled, her hand stroking your thigh.
You gave them a look. "Who said we're done?"
…
…
…
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
The salty breeze of the beach clung to your skin as you gripped Felicia's hips, her lithe body trembling against you. Her platinum blonde ponytail stuck to the sweat on her back and her bare tits bounced wildly with every thrust.
"Can't stop cumming, can't stop cumming, CAN'T STOP CUMMIIING~!" Felicia wailed, her voice breaking into a high-pitched squeal as your cock hammered into her soaked cunt. Her knees buckled, but you held her up, slamming into her with a rhythm that left her gasping for air.
You were standing and fucking. You challenged them—and they succeeded and failed depending on one's objective. They were unable to tucker you out, so in that sense, they failed. However, they certainly succeeded into making your dick feel like heaven.
Felicia's green eyes rolled back, her mouth hanging open as drool dripped down her chin. Her tits jiggled uncontrollably, the sounds of flesh slapping flesh echoing across the beach. You could feel her cunt clenching around your dick, her walls milking you as she came yet again. She was incoherent, her words blending into moans and whimpers as you fucked her doggy-style. Her legs shook violently and even with your grip on her hips, she fell. She dropped to her knees. Her hands met the sand, trying to find some semblance of control. But there was none.
You dropped down. You kept fucking.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"Thissshhh shshhkk! Best cock! Best cock! BESTT COCCKK~!"
You owned her.
A few feet away, Selina lay face down in the sand, her ass still high in the air, both holes dripping with your cum. Her round ass and smooth back had several splatters of creamy white sputnik. She tried to push herself up, but her arms gave out, leaving her sprawled in the sand. Her breathing was ragged, her body spent from the hour-long pounding you'd given her. But even in her exhaustion, there was a flicker of defiance in her green eyes. Catwoman wasn't used to being dominated.
You didn't let up on Felicia, your hips pistoning into her with brutal force. Her cunt was so wet, so tight, gripping your cock like a vice. You could feel her orgasms rippling through her body, each one more intense than the last. Her tits bounced hypnotically. Since you were on your knees and no longer needing to hold her up, you put yourself atop of her and reached around, squeezing one of those perfect mounds, pinching her nipple between your fingers. She let out a strangled cry, her cunt clamping down even harder.
"Gonna cum!"
Felicia barely registered your words, her mind lost in a haze of pleasure. You buried yourself to the hilt, your balls slapping against her ass as you exploded inside her. Hot ropes of cum filled her cunt, the sensation sending her over the edge once more. Her body convulsed, she fell over once again, and her screams became muffled by the sand beneath her.
Her legs, mind, and pussy destroyed, you set her to the sand gently, limp and twitching. She was out cold, her face buried in the sand, her ass still up in the air. You stepped back, admiring your handiwork. The Black Cat, the infamous thief, was completely wrecked. Her cunt was leaking your cum, her body trembling from the relentless orgasms you'd forced out of her.
Selina groaned, trying to crawl away, but you were on her in an instant. You grabbed her hips, pulling her ass up higher. Her pussy was still dripping, her asshole glistening with your cum. She tried to protest, but all that came out was a weak moan. You slammed your cock into her pussy without warning.
"W-waaiit! Waiiit! L-let me rest! Let me—"
The sudden intrusion of your cock silenced her.
"Thought you could tease me, huh?" you growled, fucking her hard and fast. Selina's arms gave out, her face dropping back into the sand. Her ass jiggled with every thrust, the sound of skin slapping skin filling the air. Her pussy was no longer tight. You had claimed her after all. She tried to speak, but her words were lost in a symphony of moans.
You pulled out abruptly, flipping her onto her back. Selina's green eyes widened as you positioned yourself over her, your cock resting on her stomach. She opened her mouth, whether to speak or to let you cum on her. It didn't matter. She had no choice.
You came all over her tits and face, thick ropes of cum painting her glorious skin. The previous orgasms caught up to her and this was the cherry on top, her eyes rolling back as she let out a weak moan. She was completely dominated, just like Felicia.
Sitting on Selina, cock on her breasts, you smirked. You glanced between the two feline femmes sprawled in the sand. They were wrecked, their bodies trembling from the ravaging you'd given them. The Black Cat and Catwoman lay side by side.
You slapped your cock on Selina's face three times and then got up. You were still semi-erect. You could still go for more.
Maybe it was the drink from before. Maybe it was just you being horny. Regardless, your mind was already elsewhere. Your dong weakly twitched with the residual energy of the relentless fucking you'd just delivered.
Where to go, where to go?
You decided to go to the shoreline. There seemed to be some figures there. You spotted a figure sitting under a blanket a few yards away from a tree. Her burnt orange hair cascaded down her back in soft waves, the short bangs framing her forehead perfectly. She turned to look at you, her brown eyes sparkling with nothing but love.
Cute, wholesome love.
"Oh, hiiii!" Orihime Inoue patted the blanket beside her, gesturing for you to join her. "It's good to see you! Hehe, you look exhausted. Wanna join me?"
Your dick out, in another world, she might have shrieked. Not this one. Here, she had nothing but love for you.
You smiled politely, walking over and taking a seat next to her.
"You look happy!"
You chuckled, leaning back on your elbows. "Just enjoying the view," you replied, your eyes flicking down to her lime green bikini, which barely contained her massive breasts. God damn, they were definitely among the biggest you'd seen today.
Orihime giggled, clearly noticing your gaze. She leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You know, I was thinking… it's been a while since I've had any fun out here. Maybe we could… spice things up a bit?"
Already? Ha. Your cock twitched at the suggestion and you raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What did you have in mind?"
She bit her lip, her cheeks flushing a delicate pink. "Well…" she began, her fingers tracing idle patterns in the sand. "I've always been pretty good at… tittyfucks." She said the word with a mischievous grin, her hands coming up to cup her enormous breasts, squeezing them together suggestively.
You didn't need any more convincing. You nodded and Orihime's face lit up with excitement. "Yes!" she cheered and pumped a fist. It was like getting accepted for a sport's team.
Orihime scooted closer, her hands working quickly to untie the strings of her bikini top. The fabric fell away, revealing her massive tits in all their glory. They were soft and full, perfectly rounded and so large they seemed almost unreal. They might have been bigger than your head.
Orihime crawled between your legs. She didn't bother to touch your cock with her fingers. No, this was all about her tits. Using both hands to press her tits together, she creating a tight, warm valley for your cock.
Your cock was gone. Under a pair of melons like that, no man could possibly see their own dick.
You groaned as you slid between them. Her fat tits were like marshmallows. I-it was difficult to explain. It was super soft. Not wet at all like a pussy might be.
"Mmm… you're so big." Orihime's eyes were wide with admiration as she began to move her tits up and down your shaft. Her nipples brushed against your thighs. Your cock experienced what might have been happen.
You gripped her shoulders for balance, thrusting gently into the heavenly warmth of her tits. Only when you thrust could you see your cock peaking out. Orihime giggled softly, her hands moving in perfect rhythm with your thrusts.
"You like that?" she asked. "I'll do my best then!"
'Fuck yes,' you thought, 'do your best.' All you could manage was a low grunt in response. Your cock kept trying to escape her tits, even though you really didn't. She squeezed her pair tighter around you. Her movements were skilled and precise, her tits milking your cock with every stroke.
The insane throbbing that ensued was noticed immediately too. Orihime must have sensed it too because she looked up at you with a knowing smile. "Go ahead," she whispered, her voice sweet and encouraging. "Cum for me."
Her voice. Her kindness. Her smile. It was relaxing, not tense at all. You emptied your balls but with no urgency. No sense of…desperation or aggression. You just sighed and erupted, thick ropes of cum shooting out and failing to escape her breasts.
What a heavy, impressive rack. You didn't get to see the result of your climax until she pulled back and showed it. You made a sticky mess between the hefty mounds.
Orihime giggled, her fingers brushing through the string-like mess. "Wow… you came so much!" she said, her voice filled with genuine delight.
You watched as she scooped up some of your cum with her fingers, licking it off with a satisfied hum. "Mmm… it's so warm," Orihime purred, her tongue darting out to clean up any stray drops.
"Haah…haah…"
Except at this point, you were empty. You were done for. How many women had you emptied your balls inside? How many creampies had you committed to? Your balls were done for.
"Aw, it's so cute!" Orihime remarked. "I love it!"
Imagine yourself at your smallest, after having emptied everything, and Orihime loving it anyway.
Imagine Orihime smiling, noticing you can't go any further, and using her powers. She rejected that idea with her abilities. To reject, to reverse, and reconstruct your balls to a statue prior to when they nutted even once. That was what she was doing with the oval of yellow light enveloping your drained testicles.
No, wait…
"Nnggh!"
Your balls felt full like never before, l-like they were ripe and ready to pop for the first time! Saying it in your head was one thing but experiencing it in practice…
"I've reverted it so that you've never felt an orgasm in your life." Orihime giggled as the god-like light she conjured faded. "That'll make things fun, won't it?"
That smile. Those big eyes. This woman was innocent in all the right ways and yet…terrifying. Those massive tits. That god-like power.
You nutted anyway. Never felt an orgasm in your life—that was an insane transformation. You sputtered all over her face, surprising her. Orihime blinked every time another gush of cum landed on her face.
She blinked, you sent up another jet of cum. When you were done and her face was a complete mess, she blinked one last time and said, "Oops."
"A-at least…" You gulped for air. Good god, your cock was sensitive. "At least we can keep going."
Orihime brightened. "Yeah! True! Hehe, let's do this!"
Orihime Inoue was one hell of a catch.
She rolled onto her stomach, turning to present her ass to you. The strings of her bikini bottoms were barely holding on, and with a quick tug, she pulled them aside to reveal her smooth, inviting pussy. She looked back at you over her shoulder, her brown eyes shining with anticipation.
"Hehe~! I'm ready!"
Your cock was already hard again and eager for more. With one hand on her hip, you guided yourself into her wetness, groaning as you felt her tight pussy stretch around you.
"Mmmmphh! Yes, yes! I love it!" Orihime let out a loud moan as you pushed deeper inside her, her hands gripping the blanket tightly. "Ohhh… yes!" she cried out. "You feel so good!"
"Want me to—"
CLAP—!
Orihime personally set a steady pace, her fat ass slamming back into you. Her ass jiggled. This chick was blessed with a bonafide MILF body. Huge tits, huge ass, everything.
"I love dick! I love it! F-feels so good! Hehe!" Orihime smiled and looked back at you. Her enthusiasm for sex was undeniable as she slammed back against you greedily.
'Fuck, she's tight,' you thought, your cock throbbing inside her warm, tight pussy. You could feel her walls clenching around you, urging you to go faster, harder. To actually fuck her—because so far, she was doing all the work.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"Ohhh…! Ohhhhh…! Y-yes, I'm cumming!" Her smile became the biggest it had ever been as she was overtaken by an intense orgasm. It was all you could do to hold on as wave after wave of tightness screwed your cock in place.
But this was it. Your chance. You slapped her left booty cheek, you gripped her hips tighter, and started fucking her properly.
"O-oh! Oh yes! Oh yes!!! Mm, you're doing so good! You have such an amazing cock!" She gasped. She whimpered. Her head hung forward, a shadow cast as you pounded away. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosshhh—! C-cumming! I think I'm cumming! Thank youuu~!"
You fucked her through her climax until she was practically sobbing with pleasure. Her cries of ecstasy only spurred you on. Don't hold back. Make her feel good.
"I feel so goood~!"
Make her orgasm.
"I think I'm cumming again!"
Make Orihime love you.
"I love you! I love this cock! I love you and your cocckk! It's perfect! PERFEECTT~!"
A soft-spoken, gentle voice shrieking felt right. Tears ran down her cheeks. This was her loving you. This was Orihime slowly falling in love.
"C-can I cum inside?" You asked and she nodded feverishly. No verbal confirmation because she was moaning too much. You came. You slammed yourself balls-deep and just went crazy. Orihime gasped. You kept thrusting, prolonging both of your orgasms until you were both spent and panting.
Orihime's heavy boobs heaved as she tried to catch her breath. She looked back at you with a dazed smile, her brown eyes still sparkling with joy. "That was… amazing," she said weakly.
You pulled out slowly, watching as your cum dripped out of her pussy and onto the blanket. Orihime's eyes rolled back and she passed out. She was the definition of a firework; she didn't have the stamina of some of the other ladies but she certainly had the assets and quality to make whatever time she had amazing.
You wondered what to do next—until you heard the soft crunch of sand behind you. Turning, you saw Hinata Hyuga approaching.
"Oh. Uh, that's…"
Hinata was completely naked, her short dark hair framing her face, and her large tits bouncing slightly with each step. This was the MILF Hinata, the one in Boruto. Her pussy was bare, smooth, and already glistening with arousal. She stood before you, her cheeks flushed, but her eyes locked on yours.
"H-Hyugas don't believe in undergarments… or bikinis," Hinata stammered, her voice trembling slightly as if she were trying to explain herself. But you didn't need an explanation. Her body spoke for itself—every curve of her porcelain skin begging for your touch.
Was there anything else to say? You stood up, meeting her gaze, and without a word, you pulled her into a deep, heated kiss. Her lips were soft and you could feel the electricity between you as your tongues tangled. Your hands immediately found their way to her ass, squeezing the firm, round cheeks that seemed to be carved by the gods themselves. She moaned softly into your mouth, her body pressing against yours, her hard nipples teasing your chest.
Breaking the kiss, you moved your lips to her neck, trailing hot kisses down to her collarbone. She gasped as you took one of her tits into your mouth, sucking hard on the stiff nipple while your fingers pinched and teased the other. Her moans grew louder, and you could feel her legs trembling beneath her.
Your cock, still wet from Orihime, slid up and down Hinata's pussy lips, teasing her entrance as she whimpered in anticipation. "P-Please…" Hinata whispered. While Orihime was soft-spoken, she could be loud. Hinata was not. She was hardly audible over the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. You didn't make her wait any longer. With one strong thrust, you buried your cock deep inside her.
You were standing. Neither of you took any real positions. It was simply a matter of lust.
Hinata let out a sharp cry and you promptly began to fuck her. These were not gentle or overly aggressive, they were somewhere in between.
"Mmmph! T-this is s-so—! Hnngh! So good!"
Her pussy was so warm, so tight, and you could feel every inch of her gripping you as you moved. You grabbed her booty cheeks and picked up the pace.
Face to face, staring into her white Byakugan eyes, you could see her slowly unravelling. She loved this. She loved your dick. She loved gasping. But…
"T-Try to be quiet," she managed to choke out, her voice trembling with pleasure as she attempted to stifle her cries.
Again, core personality traits existed. Hinata was the type to turn off the lights and fuck under blankets. She was amongst the shyest woman in fiction.
But it was no use. The more you fucked her, the harder it became for her to keep silent. "I just—I just! Y-you're making me—" Orgasm, yes./ Her toes curled in the sand, her legs shaking as she tried to keep herself upright. But you were relentless, your cock driving into her with a primal intensity that left her breathless.
The Hyuga Princess' moans turned louder as you hit that sweet spot deep inside her again and again. "O-Oh god! I-I can't—I can't hold it!" she cried, her body shuddering as an earth-shattering orgasm ripped through her. "I'm cumming! I'm cumming! I'm cuuumnminnng~!"
Her pussy clenched around your cock, milking you as she came all over you. But you weren't done. You kept fucking her through her climax, refusing to let up as she quivered and cried out in ecstasy.
Hinata's body went limp, her legs giving out as she leaned heavily against you, but you held her up, your arms wrapped around her waist as you continued to pound into her. "T-t-tahnk you! Thank you! This dick! This cock! S-shooo goood~!"
Hinata was begging, words slurring together. She was breaking. Her pussy was soaked, her juices dripping down your cock as you thrust into her with a newfound urgency.
You could feel your own orgasm building, the pressure in your balls tightening as you neared the edge. You didn't ask, you just slammed into her one last time, burying yourself to the hilt and you came inside her. Your hot cum flooded her pussy and she let out a strangled cry of pleasure.
"Y-you're cumming inside! You're cumming insideee~!" She didn't protest it. The opposite, she was saying it out of shocked relief. That you did what she didn't want to outloud. "P-please! Keep cumming! Keep cumming!"
Hinata grabbed your butt and made you thrust into her. Cum inside her as much as possible and fill her up. The busty MILF didn't want this to be the end. No, unlike Orihime, she was a trained ninja with plenty to offer.
***
An hour later, you were napping. You fucked Hinata till she passed out and Orihime only woke up once to "heal" your balls and get creampied again. The busty orange lady just didn't have the stamina.
You decided to take a nap under a nearby tree. Still in viewing distance of the creampied and defeated Hinata and Orihime, but far enough that you wouldn't find you immediately.
You were ten minutes into the nap when a sudden eclipse rolled over you. Except this wasn't a cloud. You cracked one eye open and saw cleavage.
A lot of cleavage.
Three shadows loomed over you: tall, curvy, unapologetically stunning women. You blinked twice. Either you had a heatstroke or you were getting lucky again.
Tsunade was back, arms crossed under a frankly impossible chest that defied gravity and good sense. She had the same purple bikini from before. Her signature diamond mark glinted on her forehead and her long blonde hair was tied back. A few strands framed her face like she knew exactly what she was doing. Her smirk said, This one's coming with us.
To her right, Rangiku Matsumoto twirled her sunglasses lazily in one hand, the other on her hip. Her orange and pink bikini hugged every exaggerated curve she had—and she had many. Her wavy strawberry-blonde hair cascaded down her back, a teasing smile on her lips like this was all part of some beach-based interrogation. Her eyes were half-lidded and full of trouble.
Then there was Powergirl—Karen Starr—looking like a walking marvel of modern science and comic-book physics. Her white bikini had a red trim and hugged her like it was custom-designed in another galaxy. Her abs were carved, her thighs looked like they could crack a vending machine in half, and her chest was the stuff of myths. She smiled confidently.
"Up. Now," Tsunade ordered, already grabbing your wrist. "You ready to play?"
You assumed that meant fuck, until you saw Karen Starr holding a white volleyball ball.
"We need a fourth," Rangiku said, tugging your arm like this was a kidnapping but hotter.
"We're playing volleyball," Karen added. "And you're on my team. Come on, champ."
You blinked, found yourself standing, wearing no shorts or swim trunks while three of the most distractingly attractive women on the planet dragged you across the sand. Your flaccid dick bounced in confusion, twitching from them and finding the lack of sex disturbing.
They led you to a beach volleyball court. Karen handed you a ball. You were on her team, it seemed.
"I got front. You cover back," Karen said. "And try not to stare too much."
You tried. You failed.
The other team consisted of Tsunade and Rangiku, both already stretching like it was part of some very adult yoga class. Tsunade cracked her knuckles. Rangiku winked at you. You tried to remember how to breathe. Your dick tried to remember how to stay soft.
The match started.
You served. It was decent. The ball arced like a wounded duck. Tsunade barely moved to spike it back—and then BOOM—Karen launched herself into the air like a rocket in flip-flops and smashed it back over the net so hard it left a dent in the sand.
1–0.
Woah. You offered a high-five. Karen smiled and completed it. Your hand stung from the impact.
"Let me handle the big plays," Karen said, grinning. "Just be adorable and try not to get hit in the face."
"Noted," you said.
The game turned into a full-blown superhero event. Karen jumped so high it was almost illegal. She spiked with enough force to send shockwaves. At one point she did a reverse backhand lift slam that wasn't even a real move, and you could swear the volleyball caught fire.
Tsunade held her own with chakra-boosted reflexes. Rangiku was the same. They were pretty much targeting you since beating Karen was next to impossible.
Score climbed. Sand flew. You barely kept up, managing one or two lucky saves, including a dive that earned Karen's titty-hug. You know, the one where she hugged you and pressed your head into her breasts. That one.
Match point.
Karen turned to you. "You ready to finish this?"
You nodded, not ready in the slightest.
Tsunade served. The ball flew. You saw your life flash before your eyes. Karen leapt like a goddess, airborn for a split second longer than physics would allow, and spiked the ball with the force of an angry meteor.
WHUMP.
Sand erupted. Tsunade cursed. Rangiku groaned. Karen landed like a champ.
Welp, that was anticlimactic. Victory was yours.
You stood there panting, sweating. Karen turned, grabbed you by the shoulders, and pulled you into a hug.
Titty hug. Your head in between her tits. It was heaven.
"Hehe, we won! Good job, rookie," Karen praised, holding you for a second longer than necessary.
You could smell her sunscreen. You could feel your soul leaving your body.
Then Karen let go and tossed you a water bottle. "You're playing next round too."
"Next round?" you croaked.
"Oh yeah," Tsunade said from the other side of the net. "What do you think we do all do? We gotta have some fun!"
Rangiku drank her water suggestively.
You took a sip of water, looked up at the sun, and thanked whatever glitch in the universe gave you this day.
Ten minutes later, the day was hotter than ever. The sand was especially hot under your feet as you dove for the volleyball, your body crashing hard into Karen Starr. Her massive tits cushioned your fall, their softness pressing against your chest like twin pillows. You froze, your face buried in her cleavage, the scent of coconut sunscreen and sweat filling your nostrils. For a moment, time stood still.
Both of you were down. You lost the point.
It felt like the others didn't matter. It was just you and Powergirl.
Karen let out a low chuckle. "Nice save, champ," she teased, her hand patting your back. But then you felt it—your cock hardening instantly. Her smirk widened, her eyes flicking down to the obvious thing pressing against her pussy.
"Well, well," Karen purred, her voice husky. "Looks like someone's ready for more than just volleyball." Before you could react, her hand shot down with superhuman speed, her fingers wrapping around your shaft. You gasped, the sensation overwhelming as she began to jerk you off with a pace that only a Kryptonian could manage.
Her hand was a blur, the friction sending jolts of pleasure up your spine. The heat of her palm, the tightness of her grip—it was too much. You came almost instantly, your load shooting out in thick spurts on her stomach. Powergirl didn't stop until you were completely spent, her smirk turning into a satisfied grin.
It was…
The fastest you had ever orgasmed. It made sense too—this chick could fly and fight at a hundred times the speed of light.
"Not bad," Karen said, pulling her hand out and licking her fingers clean. "But I think we're just getting started."
She pushed you lightly and you sat upright. Smiling, Karen reached behind her back and unhooked her bikini top, letting her enormous tits spill free. They bounced slightly as she tossed the top aside, her nipples already hardening in the warm beach air. Your cock twitched again, already stirring back to life despite the intensity of your first orgasm.
"Let's see what else you've got," Karen said, pushing you down onto the sand with surprising strength. Your cock was fully hard again and her hands wrapped around your shaft once more, stroking you slowly but firmly.
Was she going to the lightspeed handjob again? Nope.
Nope. She leaned down, her lips brushing against the tip of your cock as she whispered, "You're going to love this."
Then she climbed on top of you, positioning herself over your dick. Her pussy glistened and she sank down onto you without hesitation. The warmth and tightness of her cunt enveloped you completely, making you gasp. Smiling without being arrogant, she rocked her hips. She didn't slam down without technique. Powergirl knew what she was doing.
"Fuck." A cute moan left her. "This dick is good. Mmmph, I knew it!"
Her pace quickened. Her tits bounced up and down as she fucked you. Except, to her surprise, it was Karen that was loving this more. Meaning, she was reaching the ends of her orgasm first.
"Oh shit." Karen panted, her voice breaking when she almost orgasmed. Her pussy squeezed your cock but she didn't let it happen. She wanted to tease you. She took it slow again. "Mmmph! H-here! Come on!"
Here was the thing about Kryptonians: compared to humans, they were sensitive during sex. So even though this was just the start and you were slightly confused, you quickly picked up on what was happening. Grinning, you slapped her ass.
"What's wrong?" Karen had promptly stopped after the gasp. You taunted her. "Too much?"
"T-that's—"
You thrust once. Just once. Her head fell back, her eyes rolling up. First orgasm hit her. But she didn't stop—if anything, she got even more aggressive, slamming down onto you faster and harder than before.
"I-I don't give up! Powergirl doesn't give up!"
She said that yet it was obvious you were winning. It had only been a minute, maybe less, and Karen's expression was pure ecstasy, her lips parted as she moaned loudly, completely lost in the pleasure. It looked like she had been marathoning you for hours. Reality, alas, wasn't so kind.
"C-come on," Karen urged, slamming herself down one last time. "Cum for me."
Nope. You smirked. You let her keep riding you.
Karen inhaled sharply. She had to do something or you'd completely dismantle her. Boobs suddenly pressing your chest, face near your lips, she whispered, "Let's see how long you can last with a little extra stimulation." Her pussy was still throbbing around your cock and the sensation sent shivers down your spine. She began to grind against you, her soft, wet folds massaging your shaft with deliberate slowness. Her lips found your ear and she nibbled lightly before licking a trail down to your collarbone.
But you weren't about to let her take full control. Your hands shot to her ass, gripping her plump cheeks tightly. Without warning, you thrust upward, burying yourself deep inside her.
"Oh fuck—!"
Karen gasped, her eyes widening in surprise—you'd never seen her lose composure like that before. She was capable of moving planets. She won the volleyball match almost single-handidly.
"Y-y-y-you're too deep—!"
Again, you thrust, harder this time, and a low whimper escaped her lips. Powergirl tensed weakly, and for the first time, she looked unsure of herself.
You didn't stop. You fucked her with a raw intensity that made her gasp and moan in ways you'd never heard from her before. Her tits bounced wildly with each thrust, and her hands scrambled for purchase on your chest.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"Oh fuck…! Oh fuck! Oh fuuuck! Oh Rao!" She was shaking. Powergirl was shaking, not from Darkseid or Doomsday or another planet-level threat, but you and your dick. You who were just clapping her cheeks. "You're—you're really—ah! You really can't—! You shouldn't—!"
Oh, but you did.
From behind the other side of the volleyball court, Tsunade and Rangiku watched in stunned silence. Their jaws dropped open as they witnessed something they never thought possible: Karen Starr, the indomitable Kryptonian powerhouse, was being dominated. Her usual confident smirk was gone, replaced by a look of sheer pleasure and desperation.
"I-I just—you can't! I'm Powergirl! I can't—!"
You kept going, fucking her hard and fast, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. Karen's moans grew louder, more desperate, until finally, she came undone. Her body convulsed as she screamed your name, her pussy clamping down on your cock in a grip that might have killed you. She collapsed onto your chest, big boobs squishy on you.
But you weren't done. You kept thrusting, relentless, even as she squirmed and moaned on top of you. "No—too much—I can't—" she stammered, but you silenced her with another deep thrust. You were hardly touching the sand, only when you needed the leverage. Subtly, you assumed, Powergirl was making the two of you float. She didn't even realize it either.
Her gorgeous blue eyes rolled back, and she let out a strangled cry as another orgasm ripped through her.
"I can't! I can't stop cummmming!"
"You love it!"
"I-I do, but—" Karen whimpered. "Fine! Fine! I love it! I love it! I love it too much! And I just—"
What was Powergirl afraid of? Submitting? Opening herself? Probably both, and you with your cock changed everything. You dominated. You made her see a part of herself she had never seen.
"Fineeeee~! I love it! I love this cock! I love youuuu~! Keep fucking me! Just keep fucking me and making me feel GOOD~!"
By now, Karen was completely at your mercy. Ass cheeks in hand, fucking her, her thighs slick with her own juices.
"Then tell me—do you want it inside!?"
"Mmm! K-Kryptonians are supposed to only do creampies! Nothing less!"
Was Powergirl even fully Kryptonian? What was even her backstory? Ah well, you came inside her, just as her culture supposedly said. Your cum flooded her pussy, filling her to the brim and you made out with her. You sat up, kissing her and pumping her full of your seed.
She was passionate. She was addicted.
When it was over, Karen was half-awake. Your cock pulled out on its own, with Tsunade and Rangiku seeing your cum pouring from her pussy. Karen sat pressed to you. You smacked her ass playfully, eliciting a weak moan from her lips, and then pushed her off to the side.
Standing up, you turned to Tsunade and Rangiku, your cock still hard and throbbing. They stared at you, their eyes wide with a mix of shock and arousal. Rangiku bit her lip, her gaze flicking between your face and your erection.
"Well," Rangiku said slowly, "looks like we've got our work cut out for us."
Tsunade smirked, crossing her arms under her ample chest. "I guess it's our turn. You and I were supposed to fuck before…"
True. Very true. You had a score to settle…
…
…
…
"Fuck me harder, you bastard!"
Blonde big titty bitch let out a desperate scream as you drilled into her from behind. Her massive tits swung wildly with every thrust, her ass clapping against your hips like thunder. The Fifth Hokage was shaking, her legs barely able to keep her up after hours of being utterly destroyed by your cock.
"Oh my god, yes! Don't stop! Please!" Tsunade exclaimed. "Fucking fuck meeee~!"
She sounded drunk. Maybe she was. Everything had become something of a blur.
Collapsed on her side next to Tsunade was Rangiku, already fucked, her breasts heaving as she watched you pound the Hokage into oblivion. Her bikini bottoms were long gone, her pussy glistening, begging for more.
Karen, Powergirl herself, lay on her back a few feet away, her legs spread wide, fingers furiously working her clit as she stared at you with devotion. "Fucking hell, I need that cock again," the superheroine panted, her voice hoarse from screaming. "Switch to me, please, I can't take it anymore!"
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"C-cumming! CUMMMINNG~!"
That was Tsunade's limit. Her arms went as weak as noodles and her face ate sand.
"Sorry, not you Karen," you said. With a growl, you pulled out of Tsunade's soaked pussy, her whimper of disappointment drowned out by the sound of your wet cock sliding free. You turned to Rangiku, grabbing her hips and flipping her onto her hands and knees. The orange-hair shinigami gasped, her ass jiggling as you slapped it hard, leaving a red mark. "You're next, slut," you snarled, lining yourself up with her dripping entrance.
Your cock slid into Rangiku with ease, her pussy squeezing you like a vise. She threw her head back, a guttural moan escaping her lips. "Fuck yes! Your cock feels so fucking good!"
"I'm glad! How good?"
"S-shooo good! Too good!" Rangiku giggled in between. "Y-you really love to listen to me, don't you?"
The classic tease. Ha, you loved it.
Her tits swayed beneath her as you started pounding into her, each thrust making her shriek and laugh louder. Rangiku had these little bouts of laughter while getting fucked. It was unique. The sound of her ass cheeks clapping echoed across the beach and the confident, laughing Rangiku was quickly reduced to a quivering mess.
"Oh god, oh gosshh! Oh fucckkk! I can't believe COCK can be so damn good! Mmmppph~!"
You knew what to do with Rangiku. One hand reaching around to grope her massive tits, squeezing them roughly as you fucked her. "You love this, don't you?" you growled in her ear. "You love being my little slut."
"Yes! Yes! I'm your fucking slut!" Rangiku exclaimed, grinning. She gasped when another orgasm ripped through her. But you didn't stop. You kept fucking her, harder and faster. You didn't want her to feel anything except your dick.
"I love being a slut! I LOVE BEING YOUR SLUUUTTT! MMM, I CAN'T STOP CUMMING! I CAN'T STOPPPP~!"
Tsunade was still on the ground, trying to catch her breath, but Karen couldn't wait any longer. She crawled over to you. "Come on, pleeease~! I need it!"
"S-shut up! Leave us alone!" Rangiku chastised in between gasps. "I just wanna be his sex slut. L-let him cum inside me at least!"
"Then here!"
Your balls slapped hard and emptied themselves inside Rangiku. She was shocked by the sudden warmth and she grinned maniacally. She let out a long, stretched out, "Yes~!" and, "I love your cummm~!"
"Haa…!"
But as soon as you were done, Karen reached up and grabbed your cock, pulling it out of Rangiku's pussy.
"I need this inside me…!"
This desperate superwhore…
You smirked, pushing Karen onto her back and spreading her legs wide. You you didn't hesitate to slam into her. Karen cried out, her back arching as you filled her completely. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Powergirl chanted, her hands gripping your shoulders. "Yesssh! Treat me like your superwhore! Fuck me how you want me!"
"Oh, now you're open!"
"Yes, yes! Your dick! Your dick change me! Mmmpph! I just LOVE it!"
Her eyes flicked down and you sensed she used her X-ray vision. She wanted to see your cock poking into her pussy.
"I can see it! I can see your cock! I can—I can see myself cumming!"
Bouncing tits near your face was too tempting. You leaned down to suck on one of her nipples, biting down just hard enough to make her scream. "Oh god! Yes!" Karen's legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you deeper into her. "Cum inside! Cum inside!"
"Y-you…!"
You slammed into her with all your strength. She knew! She knew you were about to cum with her X-ray vision! Fuck, you tried to resist! Her damn pussy though…! Kryptonian pussy clenched around you, trying to milk every drop of cum from your cock. But you weren't ready to finish yet.
But you had to. There was a difference. Leg locked and in the pussy of Powergirl, it was impossible to not cum inside.
Karen's eyes rolled back. She was done for—at least until the sun rejuvenated her again. That was how it went with her.
You pulled out of Karen and turned back to Tsunade.
The Hokage was on all fours, stronger than before, her ass in the air, waiting for you. "I need you," she whispered, looking back at you with desperate eyes. "Please, fuck me again."
Desperation? How uncharacteristic of the Hokage.
"Suddenly changed your tone, Legendary Sucker."
Tsunade flushed red. "S-shut up…"
You didn't need to be asked twice. You grabbed her hips and plunged back into her tight pussy, eliciting a loud moan from the blonde ninja. You didn't get right to thrusting. After, you had a booty to slap. "You're such a fucking slut."
"T-that is…" She heaved. "True, I suppose…"
You placed yourself on top of her and groped her breasts. With the Big Titty Committee, if you weren't groping and fucking, then what was the point? You gave three rapid thrusts, even as you whispered in her ear. Even as she tried to stifle her moans.
"Come on, just say it." Thrust, thrust, thrust. "Say it."
"I…hnnggh! I won't! I am Hokage and I will—" Nope, nope. "Yes! YES! OKAY, I'm your SLUT! So fuck me! Fuck me!" Tsunade was already raw from hours of moaning and screaming. Her pussy was so tight, so wet, and you knew she was close to another orgasm.
Rangiku and Karen were both writhing on the sand next to you, fingering themselves as they watched you destroy Tsunade. "God, you're so fucking hot," Karen moaned, her fingers working furiously on her clit.
"I want that cock so bad," Rangiku whimpered.
But you were focused on Tsunade. You grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as you pounded into her. "Cum for me, slut," you growled in her ear.
"CUMMMIIING~!"
She did, just as you asked. The Fifth Hokage, the Legendary Sucker, the Great Sannin—undone by dick. All her authority and super strength nothing when dicked down. She almost collapsed but she managed to stay on all fours. Impressive.
You stepped back and rose to your full height, your cock still glistening with Tsunade's juices, throbbing and demanding more. The three women were panting, every single one of them trembling from the divine fucking you'd given them. But you weren't done—not by a long shot.
"On your knees."
Tsunade, Rangiku, and Karen exchanged glances before obeying, crawling over. They lined up in front of you, their eyes fixated on your cock, their mouths watering. "Take turns," you ordered. "And make it good."
Rangiku was the first to lean forward, her lips wrapping around the tip of your cock. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the head, but you weren't satisfied. "Deeper," you ordered, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her down. Her eyes widened as your cock hit the back of her throat, but she didn't pull away. She gagged, her throat tightening around you, and you let out a low groan. "That's it, fuck yourself on my cock."
But you didn't cum. "Next," you said, pulling her out immediately. Rangiku seemed dazed. You presumed she was more like Orihime and better at tittyfucks.
Karen was next, eager to prove herself. She shoved Rangiku aside and took you into her mouth, her lips stretching wide to accommodate your girth. Her tongue danced along the underside of your shaft as she bobbed her head, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard. "Good girl," you muttered, running your fingers through her hair.
But…it was clear she was better at handjobs. The moment she tried using her hands—
"No hands," you said, slapping her hand away. "Tsunade, you're next."
"B-but—"
Powergirl tried to protest. Your hips jerked back, leaving her mouth, and then proceeded to slap her with your cock. An order was an order. Even Powergirl had to comply, regardless of whether she could break you and the planet. She did pout along the way.
Then it was Tsunade's turn. She smirked, knowing she could do better than the other two. She took you into her mouth slowly, her tongue teasing the sensitive spot just below the head. Then, without warning, she slammed her head down, taking your entire length down her throat in one smooth motion.
No hands. Hands were locked behind her. It was hot. You groaned, your hands gripping her hair as she held herself there, her throat muscles contracting around you. "Fuck," you breathed. "S-so this is the power of the Legendary Sucker…!"
She pulled back slightly, letting you slip out of her mouth before diving back down, her lips sealed tight around your shaft. She repeated the motion over and over, her pace quickening as she worked you with her mouth and throat. Rangiku and Karen watched in awe, their own arousal evident as they squirmed on their knees.
At long last, it happened. You came—and the Legendary Sucker swallowed without issue.
"You win, Tsunade," you said with a smirk, pulling her off your cock for a moment. She looked up at you, her lips swollen and glistening with saliva.
"Heh. Obviously." Tsunade's smirk was perfectly arrogant. Perhaps arrogance was too much, it was simply fact. She was the best at sucking dick.
"Not fair~"
"My handjobs are WAY better…!"
Two pairs of lips kissed your nutsack. Rangiku and Powergirl, like obedient servants, wanted the attention of their masters. Rangiku started sucking on your nutsack while Powergirl wrapped her hand around the base of your dick.
Gasping dramatically, almost offended, Tsunade opened her lips again to suck the tip.
The Big Titty Committee: Tsunade, Rangiku, and Powergirl. All on their knees, sweating, creampied, and addicted to serving you.
You smiled down at them. Your dick wasn't going soft anytime soon.