Lara Croft: Seduction | By : Masseffectfan Category: +S through Z > Tomb Raider (all) > Tomb Raider (all) Views: 21802 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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"Mr. Takamoto?" Lara asked as she sauntered into the wealthy Japanese man's quarters. She was wearing a black dress that was simply to die for. The slinky garment showed off plenty of Lara's generous bosom, and the hem was so low, that the bottom of her firm, round buttocks were plainly exposed. Her silky brown hair was done up in a ponytail, her hair falling down her bare back.
"What do you want, woman?" the distinguished Japanese criminal asked, sitting up a little in his seat. It was a rare day when such a magnificent specimen walked into his room. Unpaid for, at least. "I was hoping to negotiate with you for an item in your possession." The stunning Englishwoman said, closing the gap between them with a few strides of her long, willowy legs. "And why, pray, should I care what you have to say?" Takamoto asked, smug contempt audible in his rich voice. "Because," Lara began, shaking her ponytail and adjusting her bra a touch under her dress. "I can be very persuasive." Her hand brushed across the inner thigh of his fabulously expensive business suit. Most men would have been as stiff as a board right about now, but Takamoto was made of sterner stuff. "Show me." He said, clasping his hands. "On your knees, you worthless baka!" Lara was powerless to resist his authority. The young duchess was on her knees in a heartbeat, her delicate hands, used to holding flutes of champagne, pistols and the throbbing members of men in equal measure, slid towards Shogo Takamoto's flies. Lara was impressed with the size of Takamoto's shaft, he was not a small man, and that was reflected in the veiny meat before her. She pumped the appendage before her, stroking it with skilled fingers. Takamoto remained emotionless, his face a carved facade of stoicism, even as Lara smiled sweetly, imagining the salty tang of his cock in her mouth already. The tomb raider's frenetic masturbation quickly had the desired purpose. Blood rushed to Takamoto's cock, as it stiffened, revealing it's full majestic length to Lara's amazement. Takamoto was so big, that Lara could fit both of her dainty white hands on his cock. It was so thick that she could barely close her fingers around him, too! Lara gleefully stroked the cock before her, a miniscule slick of drool escaping her well used slut's mouth. "I'm going to enjoy this..." Lara said in anticipation. She lowered her open mouth onto the cock, her tongue swirling around the head and stopping to lap at his piss slit. Lara was skilled beyond belief with her hands, but on her knees, with a mouth full of a near stranger's cock, she was like Britain's answer to Aphrodite. As Lara slipped inch after inch of Takamoto's hard fuckstick into her oral cavity, the criminal remained largely aloof. Were it not for his massive, nine inch erection, or the slight fluttering of his eyelids as Lara blew him, you might have thought he was simply sitting there, reading the evening paper. Takamoto began to mutter under his breath at her in Japanese. It almost made her wish she was fluent, though she knew Takamoto didn't exactly hold women in high regard, even ones as... skilled as Lara, so she had a feeling he wasn't throwing compliments her way. Lara pulled her head back, letting Takamoto's cock fall out of her mouth with a wet pop, an glistening strand of precum mixed with the tomb raider's salive connecting the head of Takamoto's pulsing dick to Lara's slutty mouth. "What are you doing, whore? Did I say you could stop?" Takamoto sneered, making a grab for her head. "You'll be able to punish me for my insolence shortly, Takamoto-san, but I think you may like this!" Lara said, undoing the neck clasp of her minidress, and letting the garment fall, exposing her massive breasts, resplendent with their perky brown nipples. Takamoto clucked approvingly, even more so when Lara brought her plump breasts down on his lucky, lucky shaft. Having such an exquisite physique, Lara was no stranger to giving out titjobs. Whether it was for customs to "forget" about any suspect items she tried to take home with her, or to rival treasure hunters to spare her life, the promiscuous young woman's breasts had been around the block. Amazingly, her high, natural breasts still looked as perfect as when she was nineteen. Takamoto's cock plunged out of her mountainous breasts like a sword rising to heaven. The heaven in this scenario was the hot, wet wonderland of Lara Croft's mouth. Whenever the head of Takamoto's cock was within reach, Lara's lips would wrap around it, squeezing it tighter than any pussy could hope to. The British tomb raider felt especially proud of herself when she managed to coax a hushed moan out of the Japanese gentleman, her tongue frenchkissing his throbbing penis head while her breasts crushed his shaft in a pleasurable prison. It was then that Takamoto took a more active role in their love making. He sat forward in his armchair, pushing Lara's breasts away from his shaft and having her deepthroat him. He seized her by the cheeks, using his handgrip on her face to fuck her skull as roughly as he could. Lara had been with some stallions in her time, but none of them could match this guy. Her eyes watered a little, as Takamoto spat out a flurry of Japanese swears down at her, interspersed with the more understandable "Bitch! Bitch! Bitch!" Taking her ponytail in one hand, Takamoto used that as a lever to slam Lara's head on and off his cock, using his other hand to slap the cock bulges in her cheek and throat. Takamoto was just as ruthless in the bedroom as he was everywhere else, Lara mused, in between ragged gasps for breath. Like some all-powerful predator, however, Takamoto lost interest in her mouth almost as quickly as he had gained it, instead pulling the tomb raider close to him and roughly plundering her ripe white titties with his cock. His hands wrapped firmly around her waist, holding her in place, Takamoto fucked Lara's tits, the stabbing motion of his empassioned thrusts causing her heaving tits to jiggle, getting the horny Japanese man off all the faster. Lara felt powerless before Takamoto, but oddly, she wasn't scared. All she felt was a hot, wet sensation between her legs, and an almost primal urge building that said she had to fuck Takamoto. Lara was in no condition to argue! She could sense Takamoto building up to his first, glorious orgasm. He shoved her off his chair, forcing her back to her knees. One of Takamoto's hands went to his own shaft, stroking the meaty member inches away from Lara's face. The other hand closed around Lara's throat, holding her in place as surely as any slave's collar. Lara knew what was coming. That old Japanese favourite... The first ropes of cum fit Lara's face. She tried to recoil as Takamoto's genetic material impacted with her pretty face, a little even making it into her eyes, but Takamoto's vice grip was simply too strong. She was forced to take the brunt of his blast, and what a blast it was. Spurt after spurt rained down on her, high pressure shots from Takamoto's balls painting her face an appealing shade of white, rather than it's usually olive tone. It was a minute or two before Lara had the gall to reach up and scoop her eyes clean without Takamoto's permission. What she saw was a chilling sight. Takamoto had sheathed his weapon, and pulled another. He had a nine millimeter pistol, pointed squarely at Lara's bukkake'd face. "Now, Ms. Croft, I'm afraid our fun must come to an end." He smirked. A few hours locked up would have that cum dry nicely on Lara's face. 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