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Mikasa's breath came in ragged gasps as she straddled Minato, her knees sinking into the silk sheets that were already damp with their mingled sweat.
The room was a haze of heat, the air thick with the musky scent of their arousal, the flickering candlelight casting dancing shadows on their bodies. Minato lay beneath her, his sapphire eyes locked on hers with a predatory gleam, his hands roaming possessively over her hips.
His cock, thick and throbbing, stood erect like a pillar of unyielding power, its veined surface glistening with her earlier release. Mikasa positioned herself above him, her slick pussy hovering just over the tip, teasing both of them with the promise of what was to come.
She had forgotten Eren—his memory a distant whisper, drowned out by the intoxicating dominance of the man before her.
All that mattered now was Minato, his strength, his control, and the way he made her body sing with submission.
With a submissive whimper, Mikasa lowered herself onto him, the blunt head of his cock parting her swollen folds slowly, deliberately. "Mmmh… oh gods, Minato," she moaned, her voice a husky plea as the initial stretch burned through her core, her walls yielding to his girth inch by inch.
The sensation was overwhelming—the hot, rigid shaft sliding into her wetness, every vein dragging against her sensitive inner flesh, sending electric jolts up her spine.
She felt filled, claimed, the pressure building as she sank lower, her pussy clenching instinctively around him, gripping him like a velvet vice. "Ahhh… it's so thick… filling me so deep," she gasped, her nails digging into his chest for support, leaving red crescent marks on his sculpted muscles.
Sweat beaded on her forehead, trickling down her neck and between her heaving breasts, her body already glistening under the strain of pleasure.
Minato's hands gripped her large ass, squeezing the plush curves with dominant force, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he guided her down. "That's it, ride me like the submissive slut you are," he growled, his voice low and commanding, sending shivers through her.
As she fully impaled herself, his cock buried to the hilt, the base grinding against her clit, Mikasa let out a long, drawn-out moan—"Mmmmmh… yes, my lord"—her pussy fluttering around him, adjusting to the fullness that made her feel utterly owned.
She began to move, lifting her hips slowly at first, the withdrawal a torturous drag that left her walls aching for him, only to slam back down, the penetration a shockwave of bliss that made her breasts bounce heavily.
Up and down she jumped, her pace quickening into a rhythmic bounce, her large ass slapping against his thighs with wet, echoing smacks. "Ahhh… mmmh… fuck, Minato!" she cried, her moans intensifying with each descent, the intensive penetration details flooding her senses—the way his cockhead kissed her cervix on every downstroke, the thick shaft rubbing her G-spot with relentless precision, the veins pulsing against her rippling walls, creating friction that built like a storm.
Sweat poured down her body, slicking her skin, making her breasts glisten as they jiggled wildly, her nipples hard and aching.
Minato's hands kneaded her ass harder, squeezing the cheeks with bruising grip, pulling them apart slightly to deepen the angle, allowing his cock to hit even deeper spots that made stars explode behind her eyes.
"Mmmh… your ass is perfect for this," Minato groaned, his voice thick with lust, one hand sliding up to cup her large breast, squeezing the soft mound, thumb flicking her nipple in time with her jumps. "Bounce harder, show me how much you love being my fucktoy." Mikasa obeyed submissively, her moans turning into a symphony of pleasure—"Ahhh… yes, my lord… mmmh… squeeze me harder!"—her hips slamming down with fervent energy, the penetration a constant barrage of sensation, her pussy squelching around him, juices coating his balls and dripping onto the sheets.
The heat between them was unbearable, sweat flying off her body with each vigorous bounce, her hair matted to her forehead, her skin slick and shiny.
The orgasm built like a tidal wave, her core tightening, walls fluttering wildly around his invading cock. "Mmmh… I'm close… ahhh… don't stop squeezing!" she begged, her voice breaking into intensive moans, her bounces becoming erratic, faster, the friction on her clit from his base sending sparks through her nerves.
Minato dominated her further, his hands alternating between her ass and breasts, squeezing her large boobs roughly, pinching her nipples until she screamed in delight—"Ahhh… yes, Minato! Mmmh… fuck me!"—the pain-pleasure blend hurling her over the edge.
Her pussy convulsed violently, clamping down on his cock in rhythmic waves, milking him with desperate squeezes as ecstasy ripped through her, her juices gushing in hot spurts, soaking them both. "Ahhhhh… cumming… mmmh… so hard!" she wailed, her body seizing, thighs quaking, inner walls spasming in intensive pulses that made her vision blur, the orgasm prolonging as she ground down, circling her hips to ride the waves.
Post-orgasm, Mikasa collapsed forward onto his chest, her body trembling with aftershocks, her pussy still twitching around his cock, each flutter sending residual sparks through her core. Sweat poured off her, pooling between their bodies, her breaths coming in heavy pants against his neck. "Mmmh… that was… incredible," she murmured submissively, her voice laced with euphoria, her hands tracing his muscles lazily.
The guilt over Eren was gone, erased by the bliss— all she wanted was more of Minato, his dominance, his cock owning her. "Please… don't stop… I want another round," she begged, lifting her hips slightly to tease him, her pussy clenching around him deliberately, her submissive eyes pleading for him to take control again.
Minato flipped her onto her back with effortless strength, dominating the shift as he positioned himself between her legs, his cock sliding out only to thrust back in with renewed vigor. "Good girl," he praised, his voice commanding, as he began pounding her missionary style, his hands pinning her wrists above her head.
The penetration was intensive—his cock slamming into her depths, the angle allowing him to grind against her G-spot with every stroke, the veined shaft scraping her walls in a rhythm that made her moan continuously—"Mmmh… ahhh… yes, my lord… deeper!"—her pussy squelching loudly, juices splashing with each impact. Sweat covered them both, their bodies sliding slickly together, her large breasts bouncing with each thrust, nipples grazing his chest.
He dominated her completely, his free hand squeezing her breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers as he fucked her harder, the rhythm building her toward another peak. "You're mine to use," he growled, and Mikasa submitted fully, her moans intensive—"Ahhh… mmmh… own me, Minato!"—her pussy clenching around him, the friction intensifying as her walls swelled with arousal.
The orgasm hit like lightning, her body arching, pussy convulsing in powerful waves, squeezing his cock rhythmically as she screamed—"Ahhhhh… cumming again… mmmh… so good!"—juices flooding out, her inner muscles pulsing in intensive spasms that left her quivering, her clit throbbing against his base.
Post-orgasm, she lay panting, her body a slick, trembling mess, but her eyes sparkled with hunger. "Mmmh… I love this… please, more," she whispered submissively, forgetting Eren entirely, her world narrowed to Minato's dominance and the pleasure he gave her.
They shifted to spooning, Minato behind her, his cock sliding into her from the side, one hand squeezing her ass as he thrust slowly at first, building speed.
The penetration was deep and intimate, his shaft rubbing her walls in a new angle, the heat of his body pressed against her back, sweat making their skin stick. "Mmmh… ahhh… yes," she moaned, pushing back against him, submissive and responsive, her large ass jiggling with each thrust.
He dominated the pace, his hand moving to her breast, squeezing as he pounded harder, the friction intensive, her pussy clenching with delight.
The build-up was torturous, her moans growing louder—"Mmmh… fuck me, my lord… ahhh!"—until the orgasm crashed over her, her pussy spasming in waves, squeezing him tightly as she cried out, juices flowing, her body shaking in post-orgasm bliss.
"Mmmh… so amazing," she panted, turning to kiss him submissively, ready for whatever came next.