Was he supposed to pay attention to the house or Mary Jane? The answer was Mary Jane.
And as they reached the sidewalk, he still hardly looked at the house. The sound of thumping music and laughter emanating from a brightly lit house just a few yards away tried to take his attention. For a moment, Billy did look. He gulped too, anticipation and sheer terror coiling in his gut.
A whole party? For him?
But then Mary Jane stopped him, her hand on his chest and stealing all of his attention and thoughts. "Ah, but before we go in," she said, her tone shifting to one of mock-seriousness. "I have to perform a quick… inspection. Standard procedure for all new party guests. Can't have you going in there unprepared."
With a sly smile, she dropped to her knees right there on the sidewalk. No hesitation or waiting. The redhead's green eyes looked up at him, full of promise.
"Just need to make sure everything is in working order~!"
This chick had the kind of look and skill that stole the breath from a man's lungs. Indeed, she took the entire, bulbous head of his cock into her hot, wet mouth and slurped on it. Her tongue swirled around the sensitive crown. It was deft. It was practiced. It was a long motion from a great, experienced partygirl's tongue that made his knees buckle.
"M-Mary Jane—!"
She responded by sinking down further, taking half of his length into her throat. Her eyes watered slightly, but she held his gaze, a challenge and an invitation all in one. She began to move, establishing a rhythm that was nothing short of masterful. Her head bobbed, each descent taking more of him, her throat muscles fluttering and massaging his shaft with a tight, sucking pressure.
All these women, all these sluts, their techniques were different. Mary Jane was talented, mildly experienced, and yet limited. She could take no more than eight inches yet she didn't use her arms. In fact, her arms were locked behind her.
For Mary Jane, this cock tasted so fucking good. So fucking thick too. Stretching her partygirl throat so perfectly. She was just going to clean Billy up, but goddamn, she HAD to make him cum. She NEEDED to swallow every last drop.
She deep-throated him. Alas, only ten inches were permissible for her. "Hnnngh!" She held him there, at ten inches, her throat convulsing around him, before pulling back with a wet, gasping pop.
"Fucking hell, this thing is way too big." She puckered her lips and titled her head for Billy to see her licking her lips. "I just hit the jackpot, didn't I?"
Billy could only nod. "Y-yeah…"
"Good. I like confidence. I'm gonna make you explode, tiger," she rasped, diving back down with renewed hunger. One hand behind and the other hand finally moving; not to massage his balls or stroke him, but reaching between her own legs. Billy could hear the soft, slick sound of her fingers working her clit through the tight suit.
This whole time, the Spider-Man costume must have had a hole in her pussy…
What a damning realization.
The visual of the gorgeous Mary Jane Watson on her knees, the intense suction of her talented mouth, the filthy, turned-on sounds she was making—it coiled the tension in his gut to a breaking point.
"MJ, I'm there… fuck, I'm gonna cum!"
She redoubled her efforts, taking him deep one last time and still only managing ten inches. That was good enough for her.
Thick, hot ropes of cum shot directly down her willing throat. She swallowed desperately, her throat working around him, drinking him down. Gulp, gulp, gulp! He came and came, a seemingly endless torrent that Mary Jane Watson faced with a smile. With pride.
She swallowed until a final, weaker spurt escaped the corner of her lips, tracing a glistening line down her chin.
Mary Jane pulled back, gasping for air, a blissful, satiated smile on her beautifully messy face. She licked her lips clean. "Mmmph. Just as delicious as I knew it would be." She giggled, stroked his erection, and said loudly, "but come on, let's not waste time. Let's just fuck~!"
Lifting herself with his rockhard cock, she rose to her feet. Smirking, she grabbed the collar of her suit and peeled it down, revealing the stunning, freckled expanse of her figure and the magnificent, full swell of her breasts. She was a white woman with just the right amount of attractive freckles, although frankly, with her figure and lovely smirk, too many freckles might not have been possible.
She shoved the suit down to her waist, exposing herself completely to the cool night air.
"Face it, tiger," Mary Jane announced, stepping into him and guiding his throbbing, spit-slick cock towards her dripping, eager entrance. "You just hit the jackpot."
Her magnificent breasts flattened against his chest and she inched near his lips, only to slip toward his ear and flick at Billy earlobe. The mild surprise was nothing compared to the mind-blowing sensation of her hot, wet pussy sinking onto the head of his dick.
One leg lifted up and around his waist. The other balanced itself on the sidewalk. "Oh, fuuuuuck, Billy," she moaned into his ear. Her arms locked around his neck, holding on for dear life as she began to lower herself.
He could feel it, every impossible inch. The exquisite, burning stretch of her tight channel as it struggled to accommodate his monstrous girth. It was a tight, wet, sucking heat that threatened to break his mind. Her pussy was so fucking small, and he was so fucking big.
"This diiiick!!! Easily the biggest I've ever taken! And fuuuck, there's more! There's moore!!"
"That's it… oh my god, yes… take it," Billy grunted, his hands instinctively flying to her ass to support her weight.
'In the name of Halloween…!'
His fingers sank into the most perfect, toned, gloriously fat ass he had ever felt. It was a soft dumptruck of an ass, each cheek a firm, round handful that flexed under his palms as she moved.
She paused, shaking, only the half of his cock nestled inside her. Her green eyes were wide, her lips parted in a silent gasp of overwhelming pleasure.
"Fucking hell, Billy… you're splitting me in two," she panted, her forehead resting against his. "I've taken some big cocks in my life, but fuck… this… this is a monster. This is a legend. It's so deep already and you're not barely halfway in." She rolled her hips in a tiny, desperate circle. Squeeze! "Mmmnnph… don't stop. Fucking breed me, you magnificent bastard."
Her dirty talk was a lightning bolt to his system. With a growl, he lifted her slightly and then pulled her back down, sheathing another thick inch inside her.
She cried out, a sharp, blissful sound that was swallowed by the night. "Yes! More! God, I want to feel your fucking balls slap against my ass, Billy. I want all of it. Give it to me."
Standing on one leg and wrapping the other around him. He wasn't sure how fast he could go but he'd do his best. He began to move her on his cock, using his grip on her phenomenal ass to lift and drop her, setting a brutal, pounding rhythm right there on the sidewalk. Slap! Squelch! Smack!
"I'm fucking flying," MJ screamed, her head thrown back, her red curls whipping with each powerful thrust. "This cock is fucking ruining me for any other man! I'm already cumming on this beautiful dick! I am! I ammm~!!!"
Her cunt clenched around him like a vise, a sudden, violent spasm that milked his shaft.
"Hnnngh!" Billy grunted. "Then here is more!"
Thrust, thrust! Wham! Wham! His fingers groped her ass cheeks and fucked harder. Her one leg refuse to wrap itself around him.
"There! FUCK, I'm CUMMMIING~!!!" She shrieked. Her whole body seized up. Her pussy gushed around him, a hot flood of her release making their joining even slicker, even louder.
But she didn't stop. At long last, her leg wrapped around his waist and she rode the wave of her orgasm, bouncing on him with renewed, frenzied energy. "Again! Make me cum again, Billy! Fuck me stupid! I'm your little fucktoy! Your personal cocksleeve! Use me!"
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Balls-slapping, hyper-addicted sex. That was what was going on outside. With no rooms to muffle. With only the night of Halloween to witness this.
"I love it, I love it, I love itt!! This dick! This dick is my my treeeattt!!"
He was lost in a haze of everything. The feel of her incredible ass in his hands, her perfect tits jiggling against his chest with every impact, the obscene, wet sounds of her well-fucked pussy—it was too much. He drove up into her, meeting her downward strokes, pounding into her very core.
SMACK! He brought his hand down hard on one plump ass cheek, leaving a red handprint on her perfect, pale skin.
"Yes! Spank this fat ass! It's all yours! Smack it while you fuck it!"
SMACK! He hit the other side, the sting only fueling his animalistic hunger. He held her cheeks apart, spreading her wide, and fucked up into her with short, punishing drives, angling himself to hit that spot deep inside her that made her see stars.
Her eyes rolled back in her head. "OhgodohfuckohYES! Right there! You're pounding my g-spot! You're beating it up with that big fucking dick! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! I'm—HNGGGGGAAAAAH!"
Another orgasm, stronger than any before, ravaged her body. This one was a silent, open-mouthed scream of pure ecstasy, her pussy clamping down on him in rhythmic, breathtaking pulses that sucked him inexorably toward his own finish.
"MJ… I can't… I'm gonna fill you up." His balls were drawing up tight. He fucked through it anyway. If he was going to cum, then there was no point pulling out at this point…!
"Do it!" she demanded, locking her legs tighter around him, impaling herself to the hilt. "Cum inside me, Billy! Pump your fucking load deep! I want to feel your fucking sperm painting my insides! Breed my fucking pussy!"
Her words were the final trigger. With a roar that was pure animal triumph, he came. A geyser of hot cum erupted from his cock and touched every inch of her pussy and womb. Nothing was left untouched. Mary Jane Watson and her partygirl pussy was completely full and loaded. He pulsed and throbbed inside her, marking her, claiming her.
She moaned in utter satisfaction, milking him with gentle, rolling hips, ensuring not a single drop was wasted.
As the last shudders wracked his body, Mary Jane flush and beautiful face leaned in. She captured his lips in a deep, passionate, messy kiss. He could taste herself on his tongue, taste their shared sweat and exertion. It was the nastiest, most perfect kiss of his life.
She pulled back an inch, her green eyes smoky with sated lust and a hint of something else—triumph.
"Mmmph. Now that's how you make an entrance," she purred, still gently rocking on his softening cock. "Think you've got one more round in you, tiger?"
His cock, still buried deep inside her impossibly tight, cum-filled pussy, gave a feeble throb. It was spent, utterly drained, but the sheer audacity of her question, the twinkle in her emerald eyes, sent a fresh, impossible spark through his nerves.
"I-I think so…and you?"
"For this?" She gave a tiny, internal squeeze that made him see stars. "Oh, you have no fucking idea, Billy." She slowly, agonizingly, lifted herself off his softening length. A river of their combined release spilled out of her onto his thighs with a warm, wet splatter. "Mmmph, look at that. You filled me up so good."
She knelt between his legs, her gaze locked on his cock, which was already beginning to stir again under her intense scrutiny. "But a man of your… caliber… needs proper maintenance." Her voice dropped to a husky, conspiratorial whisper. "Gotta clean my big tiger off. Can't have you going to that party all messy."
She ran her tongue slowly, so fucking slowly, up the underside of his shaft from base to tip. Slllurp. It was a long, languid, cleansing stroke that left a gleaming trail of spit in its wake.
He groaned her name. "M-MJ…!"
"Shhh, just relax, tiger. Let me take care of you." She took the plump, purple head into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the crown, licking away every last drop of their mixed juices. "God, you taste incredible. Your cum… fuck… it's like fucking nectar."
She was a artist, a fucking virtuoso of tease. She'd take just the tip, sucking gently, her green eyes looking up at him with pure sin, then release it with a soft pop. She'd nuzzle his heavy balls, taking one then the other into her hot mouth, rolling them with her tongue. Each touch was feather-light, agonizingly deliberate, designed to torture.
"T-this is you cleaning…?"
"Come on, you like watching me worship this cock, don't you, Billy?" she murmured, giving his shaft a long, wet kiss. "You like seeing my pretty lips wrapped around your fucking monster."
"I-I do—nggh, yes, definitely~!"
"How much? Tell me how much you fucking love it."
"I love it more than anything." He grunted, his control fraying. All this was a sensory overload aimed directly at his dick. It was hardening fast, thickening to its full, terrifying girth in her hands, straining towards her face.
"That's it," she cooed, stroking him with a firm, knowing grip. "Get nice and hard for me. I want to feel every fucking inch of this legendary dick down my throat again." She opened her mouth, ready to take him deep, but she paused, a devilish smile playing on her lips. She just held him there, the head resting against her bottom lip. "You wanna cum, don't you? You wanna just blow your load all over my face right now? Just from a little teasing?"
Yes.
Yes, he was.
"MJ, I'm—fuck! I'm cumming!"
It was too fast, too soon. A hot, shameful burst of pleasure erupted from him. SPLURT! A thick rope of cum shot across her cheek, landing in her brilliant red hair. SPLUT! Another painted her chin.
Mary Jane didn't pull away. She laughed and casually caught the next pulsing shot directly on her tongue. She swallowed easily, milking his shaft with her hand as he emptied himself prematurely all over her.
"Oh gosh…!" His dick twitched innocently. His cheeks reddened from embarrassment. "Oh, god, MJ, I'm sorry…"
The redhead sat up, a glorious, cum-splattered mess. She wiped a finger through the streaks on her cheek and sucked it clean with a loud, happy slurp. "Don't you dare apologize for that, Billy. That was fucking hot. Knowing I can make a man with a god-sized cock lose his mind and blow his load just from my mouth… fuck." She leaned over him, her tits swinging enticingly. "But it does mean you owe me. And I'm gonna collect."
Before he could process it, she had spun around on her hands and knees, presenting that sublime, toned, fat ass to him. She looked back over her shoulder, her expression pure, unadulterated lust. "You made a mess, big guy. Now come and clean it up. I want you to fuck this second load so deep into my pussy that I'm dripping with you for a week."
The command in her voice, the breathtaking sight of her perfect round ass in the air, the wet, glistening slit of her creampied pussy waiting for him—it was an electric shock to his system. A raw, dominant need surged up in him, overpowering the fatigue. He was behind her in an instant.
He grabbed two massive handfuls of her ass, his fingers sinking into the impossibly firm, flawless flesh. "This ass, MJ… it's a fucking masterpiece."
SMACK!
He brought his hand down hard on one cheek, the sound sharp and satisfying in the night air. She gasped.
"Yes! Spank your fucktoy, Billy! Spank this fat ass and then ruin the pussy underneath it!"
SMACK!
He hit the other side, leaving his red print on her pale skin. He held her cheeks apart, spreading her wide, revealing her utterly drenched, creampied yet still needy hole. He guided the head of his already-hard-again cock to her entrance. It nudged against her, and she pushed back, trying to take him.
He teased her, running the tip up and down her slit, coating himself in her arousal.
"Oh come on, Billy! Pleeeease! I did all that for you, didn't I? Please fuck me. I need that monster cock! I need it!"
With a grunt of pure animalistic triumph, he drove forward. SCHLIIICK! He buried himself to the hilt in one savage thrust, his balls slapping hard against her jiggly booty.
"Oh fuuuckkk~!"
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
Three thrusts. Three huge jiggles. This dumptruck ass was just amazing to fuck doggy-style. He could plainly see everything. All this was new to him from here.
"Harder?" he asked.
"Harder!" she answered with a long, sucked breath. "Y-yes! Harder! HARDER!"
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"FUCK! YES! IT'S SO FUCKING DEEP! YOU'RE STRETCHING ME APART!"
He didn't wait for her to adjust. He set a brutal, punishing pace, fucking her on all fours with long, powerful strokes that buried his entire length inside her over and over. The wet, filthy sounds of their coupling were louder than the distant party music. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her magnificent ass, using it as leverage to piston into her with everything he had.
"This is my ass!" billy grunted, landing another stinging slap. SMACK! "And this is my pussy!" He plunged deep, feeling her walls clench around him.
"YES! ALL YOURS!" Mary Jane Watson shrieked with each earth-shattering thrust. This dick was making me cum again and again. "Cummming, cummiiing~! I can't stop cumming! I cannn't! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum on your dick again!"
Back-to-back orgasms hit her over and over again. Her back arched dramatically and her whole body locked up, her inner muscles milking his cock in violent, rhythmic spasms. "Hnnngh! Unngh!" A fresh gush of her nectar soaked his pounding shaft.
But he didn't stop. He fucked her through it, his rhythm never faltering, driving her straight into a second, then a third climax. Her screams became broken, incoherent sobs of pleasure. "T-too much…! Oh god, but don't stopppp! Don't fucking stooppp! This partygirl needs to be disciplined! She has tooo!!"
Billy smiled. No, he smirked. This was getting addicted. This overpowering, domination he had over these women.
Fuck, it was too good.
"You gonna take my cum, MJ?" he snarled. "You gonna be my good, little creampied mess?"
"Yes! Breed me! Fill me up!"
Her mind was clearly leaving her.
So what? With a final, deep, grounding thrust, he slammed home and erupted. Somehow, he came more from this orgasm than the one before. He nutted so much that it was falling onto the floor in huge globs. By the end, Billy felt completely, utterly happy.
"Ngggh~!!"
Mary Jane lost all feeling her arms and legs and tumbled over, inadvertently pulling his dick out of her cunt. A cascade of their combined release poured out of her well-used pussy onto the sidewalk beneath them.
Mary Jane didn't move. Her breathing was shallow, her eyes closed. She was out cold, a blissful, unconscious smile on her beautifully ruined face. He rolled her onto her back gently, looking down at his handiwork: the stunning redhead, covered in a light sheen of sweat and his cum, her perfect body completely spent.
But he was still fucking hard.
"The party…"
He could hear it. The giggles, the laughter…
The women.
"See you later, and thanks, MJ."
Billy left Mary Jane sleeping peacefully on the sidewalk, a contented smile on her cum-glazed lips. The thumping bass from the party house called to him. It was like a siren's song of promised debauchery. He strode toward the light. The pipe between his legs was obviously fully erect and bouncing with every step.
On the porch, a cluster of women waved and whistled, their eyes wide with hungry admiration. One blew a kiss, another licked her lips slowly, suggestively. They were all stunning, a curated collection of fantasy, and they were all there for him.
"Hi—"
Just as his foot touched the first step of the stairs, a voice, smooth as velvet and sharp as a blade, cut through the music from above.
"Hey, big guy!"
He looked up.
Perched on the edge of the roof, silhouetted against the full moon, was a dark-skinned woman with a proud smirk. Her skin was the color of rich ebony and she was completely, gloriously nude. Long, dark-purple hair billowed in a wind that seemed to touch only her. A smirk played on her full lips, and her golden, cat-like eyes held a challenge that went straight to his groin.
"The name's Yoruichi Shihoin! I'm guessing you're the one guy allowed here, huh?"
His fully erect cock dripped with pre-cum. Billy smiled and nodded. "That's me. And, uh, what are you there for?"
"The entrance fee isn't paid down there," Yoruichi replied. "It's paid up here. With me."
Before he could even process her words, she took two steps to the left and her form shifted, collapsing in on itself. Where the nude goddess had been, a sleek black cat now stood on the roof's edge. It winked one golden eye at him.
Then the cat leapt down. Climbed down a pipe, then hopped down on the porch's railing. Billy blinked.
"Yoruichi…?"
Right, she could turn into cats…
And the cat was—oh, the black cat jumped on him and Yoruichi transformed back into human.
His hands, moving on pure instinct, shot out and caught a firm, breathtakingly perfect ass. Her ass. At the same moment, ebony boobs melons against his face, suffocating him in their soft, pillowy warmth. The scent of her filled his senses. She was like the fresh, warm smell of laundry dried in sunshine
Yoruichi Shihouin laughed. She was now cradled in Billy's arms and his dick throbbed so hard it was already pointing at her bare pussy.
"Look at you. Looks like you already know what's up!" She lowered herself so that her boobs were no longer in his face and she could actually reach for his cock. "This thing here—that's the down payment." Yoruichi angled the bloated, leaking head toward her own slick entrance. "The full payment is what comes after you push this magnificent monster inside me. You don't get through that door until you've filled my pussy with your cum, Billy. Those are my rules."
Nothing mattered except the feel of her ass in his hands—each cheek a solid, thicc handful of black ass—and the heat radiating from her soaked pussy against his tip.
"You want me to fuck you right here? On the the steps?"
"Look at you. Looks like you already know what's up!" She lowered herself so that her boobs were no longer in his face and she could actually reach for his cock. "This thing here—that's the down payment." Yoruichi angled the bloated, leaking head toward her own slick entrance. "The full payment is what comes after you push this magnificent monster inside me. You don't get through that door until you've filled my pussy with your cum, Billy. Those are my rules."
Nothing mattered except the feel of her ass in his hands—each cheek a solid, thicc handful of black ass—and the heat radiating from her soaked pussy against his tip.
"You want me to fuck you right here? On the steps?"
Yoruichi answered by re-hooking her powerful legs around his waist, using her incredible strength to pull herself down onto him. She was saying, "Obviously!"
But that cocky smirks of hers?
"Oh fuck—!"
Her cocky smirk vanished in an instant, replaced by a mask of shock and pleasure. "Oh fuck, oh fuck—!" She couldn't stop, he was going deeper. He had her hands on her bare ass and could make her take more. There was no bitching about it.
"Take it like a slut…!"
"Y-you fucker…!" Her head snapped back, her lavender hair whipping behind her. "Ah, fuck, fuck it! Just fuck it! Fucking ruin me!"
The stretch was unbelievable. He felt her incredible inner pussy straining to accommodate his girth, stretching taut around him in a burning, exquisite tightness that was even more intense than MJ's. Yoruichi Shihoin was a fucking vice.
"God, you're so fucking big!" she moaned, her body trembling violently in his arms. "F-fuck! Seriously! This… this is a transcendent weapon or some shit! It's splitting me in half! Don't you fucking stop!"
Holding her entire weight with ease, Billy lifted her up, almost pulling completely out until just the head remained, stretching her entrance obscenely, then he slammed her back down, sheathing every impossible inch back into her depths. SCHLAAAP! CLAP—!
The impact of her ass against his thighs was thunderous.
"YEEES!" she shrieked, her nails digging into his shoulders. "Fuck! Harder! Pound this pussy! Make it yours!"
He found a brutal, driving rhythm. CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! He held onto her phenomenal, god-like ass, his fingers sinking into the firm, toned flesh, using it as leverage to piston into her. Each upward thrust lifted her, each downward drive impaled her.
"Oh yes, oh yessss! Bang me like I deserve to be punished! T-that's how you getting front door access! By making me fucking delirious with your cockkk!!"
He was fucking her senseless, standing right there on the porch steps for anyone to see.
"This ass, Yoruichi…" he growled. "It's so fucking perfect. So fat. And your cunt—sotight." SMACK! He brought his hand down on one clenched cheek, the sound echoing. She cried out, not in pain, but in ecstasy, pushing back against his hand.
"It's all yours!" she panted, her breath coming in ragged gasps. "Spank it! Mark it! Fuck! I'm gonna cum!"
Her back arched and her pussy clenched around his cock in a series of rapid, milking spasms that stole the air from his lungs. "Hnnngh! Unngh!" She gushed around him, her nectar flooding his shaft, making the filthy, wet sounds even louder. "Fucking hell, my pussy can't take this all night alone! This dick is too much for one woman!!"
But Yoruichi was a warrior. She recovered instantly, her golden eyes blazing with a new, feral hunger. "Haahh~!! That doesn't mean that's the end for me! Again!" she demanded, bouncing on his dick with a frenzy that matched his own. "Make me cum again, you fucking beast!"
He lost all control. Billy became a machine of pure pleasure, fucking up into her with relentless, powerful strokes. He held her ass cheeks apart, spreading her wide, watching his slick, massive cock disappear over and over into her perfectly stretched, dripping hole.
"Ohmygodohmygod—ohmyfuuuck!"
Her yellow eyes started to lose focus. The fastest woman in Soul Society couldn't do a fucking thing to Billy. All that training, from her Bankai to her Captain training to her noble training, all of it crumbled in the face of this fourteen inch dick stretching her out.
"Ohgodohfuck…! Riiight there…! You're hitting my f-f-fucking—my FUCKING SOUL~!!!!"
Yoruichi Shihoin was a wise, intelligent, and attractive woman. But at this point, only "attractive" applied to her. She devolved into mindless, pleasured babbling. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, and her eyes rolled back into her head, showing only the whites. She was completely lost to the sensation, a slave to his monstrous cock.
He could feel his own end approaching, a nuclear explosion building in his nutsack. "You gonna take my cum, princess?" he snarled, driving into her with jackhammer force. "You gonna be my good, little, creampied fucktoy?"
All Yoruichi could manage was a gurgled, "Yesssss… p-please… breed me…"
He slammed her down onto his full length and erupted. His release was volcanic, his hot seed jetting directly into her womb. He pulsed and throbbed inside her, filling her beyond what should have been possible, creampieing and ruining the former captain completely.
Yoruichi went utterly limp in his arms, held up only by his grip on her ass and his cock buried to the hilt inside her. A long, low, continuous moan of absolute satisfaction escaped her lips.
"Hmmmmmmmmph…"
After a moment, her yellow eyes fluttered open. The Flash Princess looked dazed, blissed out, utterly conquered. She leaned forward, capturing his lips in a deep, claiming kiss, letting him taste the sheer intensity of her pleasure.
She pulled back, a weak, sated smile on her face. "Mmmph. Payment received. Y-you can… go inside now." Her laughter was a soft, breathy thing against his neck as Yoruichi's powerful legs finally unwound from his waist. With a wet, parting squish, his magnificent cock slipped from her well-fucked depths.
He was still hard too. Yoruichi laughed and shook her head. "Fucking hell, it's really gonna take an army to make that thing settle, huh?"
Billy flushed, suddenly embarrassed. Post-nut clarity did a lot to humble a man…
She kept laughing and walked backward up the stairs. She then steadied herself against the door, her smooth ebony skin shimmering with a faint sheen of sweat, her golden cat-like eyes hazy with satisfaction. She panted, a genuine, dazzled smile gracing her lips. "Seriously, Billy, I have never, ever seen or felt a cock like that. It's a god-killer."
He walked up the stairs—again, suddenly growing in shyness from post-nut clarity. "T-thanks…"
She opened the door for him. Upon his first step inside the party house, Yoruichi gave him a playful, stinging slap on his butt—Smack!—and nudged him forward. "Now go on. Your public awaits."