/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

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"...O-our...secret, right?" You cautiously ask. It's fine. This is fine. You aren't even in anything relating to a romantic relationship with Subaru. This isn't cheating.
"Our secret..." Marine responds, a smile creeping its way across her face.

Leaning in you, you return the kiss she gave you earlier, moving a hand up to squeeze and play with her left breast. The pirate mewls out in pleasure under you, pulling you towards her as she shamelessly opens her legs, greedily grinding her groin against yours. She reeks of alcohol. She's sweaty as all hell. She's drunk. She's blackmailing you. You're so fucking hard it hurts. Marine keeps an arm around you as the other quickly fumbles with her underclothes, undoing some sort of closure that allows her to pull the fabric down, exposing her breasts to the open air. Your fingers quickly find purchase as you pinch one of erect nubs between your index finger and thumb, tweaking them roughly as Marine twists and spasms under you, letting out a loud groan into your mouth. Straightening your back a bit, you break the kiss, Marine hastily working to undo her skirt as you work on your trousers. As Marine all but flings the fabric across the room, she stares at you in amazement as you finally free the beast you've been keeping restrained. With her skirt gone, you can see the puddle Marine's been leaking into your bed sheets. You twitch - visibly, if Marine's reaction is any indication.

Kneeling before Senchou, you grasp her waist and bring her closer to the edge of the bed, the blushing woman before you watching you with a great deal of excitement, muttering something encouraging under her breath. The fabric covering her pussy is so soaked it leaves a connecting trail as you pull it to the side to expose her directly, causing Marine to cover her face in shame. Your mouth waters in anticipation. Leaning in, you carefully give her a long, slow lick...

...Which results in Marine throwing her head back and screaming as she spasms on the bed, squirting all over your fucking face as she cums uncontrollably, blurting out swears and apologies in a stupor before she becomes entire incomprehensible, falling on her back onto the bed. You stare blankly as you lick your lips instinctively, wiping yourself off with your free hand. Marine groans in embarrassment as she lays on her back, legs twitching.

"I-I'm so, so sorry, I-"
"You were practically cumming just from kissing," you say in response, bringing yourself up from the kneeling position. She already came, so cunnilingus was a success, you guess. Great job. "I doubt that's all you want, though..."

With Marine on her back, you retake the position above her, holding her waist as you teasingly press the head of your swollen dick against her entrance, prodding and rubbing against it. Marine stops covering her face as she looks up to you - her face practically as red as her hair. She stammers something as her breathing speeds up, and as she starts to panic, you cease your teasing.

"Say what you want to say properly, Marine," You tease, feeling emboldened by turning the tables. "Or I won't do it at all. Let me hear you beg."
"I..." Marine trails off, almost looking dizzy. "P-Please, fuck me! Slam your cock into me! Pump all your stress into me! M-Make Senchou your woman!"

You're glad she complied, as you don't think you could've handled the tough "guy in charge" act anymore. Rocking your hips forward, you thrust forward into the waiting pirate's pussy, hilting yourself within her as she clutches the sheets at her sides, letting out a guttural noise as she squirts onto you once again. Keeping a hand on her waist, you reach the other under her, roughly groping her shapely ass as you begin to pump yourself into her, fucking her through her orgasm as she almost spits out in response, moaning loudly as she weakly attempts to leg lock you. You're almost disgusted by how sexual every part of Marine is. From her soft, squishy thighs to her heavy, (mostly) perky tits...your mind swims as you want to squeeze every part of her. Taking the hand from her waist, you do just that, greedily groping and fondling any area that you can think of as you brutally fuck the constantly orgasming captain under you. Her tummy, her tits, her thighs, her ass...how is this woman still single? How does she not, at minimum, have a fuckbuddy?

Ah. That's you now. Hrm.