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Shura's Futa Adventures	By : Ronin Category: +S through Z > Soul Caliber Views: 41018 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2
The gym was large and somewhat sparse-plenty of machines, in fairly good condition, but no TVs, dim lighting, and few windows. The only concession to vanity were a few large mirrors so that people could admire the benefits of their work. That was because this gym in particular, located on the outskirts of London, was used only by five people, members of a team called Delta Red. At present, only member of that team was in the gym, Cammy White.
At the moment, she was doing a simple exercise, a series of standing bicep curls-not with a ton of weight, but an impressive amount for a woman so small. At only five inches above five feet and barely weighing heavier than a hundred pounds, Cammy was built more like a gymnast than a soldier, but part of that was due to her genetics. Being the clone of madman infused with Psycho Power had its benefits, and as a result nearly every square inch of Cammy’s body was toned, powerful muscle, despite being lithe and charmingly feminine. Cammy knew that she was attractive and liked to show it off, which is why her ass was nearly completely exposed all the time, her sex barely contained in her singlet. Her superior in Delta Red figured it was because DR’s other female member, Luwanda was more buxom that Cammy felt the need to show so much skin. But it didn’t interfere with her skills in the field, so nobody objected.
For her part, Cammy liked that she could feel sexy and physically powerful at the same time. Here she mostly just felt safe-Delta Red was like her home, in many ways more so than her apartment. The other members were like her family and apart from the incredibly dangerous missions Command sent them on, it was a nice life. So if she wanted to walk around in just a leotard and a hat that was her prerogative.
She was almost finished with her set of curls when she heard a strange voice-female, Japanese accent, but also somewhat off in a way she couldn’t define just yet. “That’s an impressive amount of weight, blondie.”
Cammy dropped the weights and whirled, arms coming up. She wasn’t wearing her gauntlets, but other than that she was as ready for combat as she always was. The other woman was Japanese but looked to have some Occident in her as well, possibly. Slightly taller than Cammy, and way chestier. Cammy’s attention was focused on the woman’s sheathed swords, but she still noticed the little details-this woman was one of those who seemingly wore a lot of clothes and still managed to be shamelessly indecent-thin bikini, tremendous cleavage on display, needless patterns on her leggings.
“Who are you? How did you get in here?” This was a secure building, and yet there were no alarms. She hadn’t even heard the other woman and there weren’t a lot of people who could sneak up on Cammy.
“I’m not entirely sure where ‘here’ even is. One moment I’m saying goodbye to my new friend, I take a brief walk through the woods and the next thing I know I’m here. Presumably it brought me here.”
Cammy’s eyes narrowed. “It?”
The woman chuckled. “The demon that lives inside me. It takes me to all sorts of places, always with interesting people. I’m Shura. What’s your name?”
Something inside Cammy made her answer truthfully, though she didn’t know why she wasn’t just apprehending this woman for trespassing and calling the Colonel. “Cammy White. Delta Red.”
“Are we in England, White?” The woman was looking around the place, idly staring with curiosity at the machines.
“Yes. Where were you last?”
Shura smiled a bit, all lips no teeth, flirting with her lips. If Cammy noticed she didn’t react outwardly. “I’m not sure. Another world, I think. Another time. I’ve always wanted to come to England.” Her attention was back on Cammy fully, studying her face.
“Working out, I see. Perhaps you’d care to…exercise with a partner.” Cammy wasn’t stupid-she knew what the woman was talking about.
“So you teleported here, because of a demon that lives inside you, and now you want to shag?” Cammy didn’t sound disbelieving, more like she was checking her facts.
“Do you find that hard to believe?” Shura tittered. “Sometimes I can scarcely believe it myself, and I’ve been doing this a long time.”
Cammy lowered her arms to her sides and shrugged. “I’m the clone of an immensely powerful would-be dictator with access to evil psionic energy. I’ve fought a man with a rotating engine where his abs should have been. I keep an open mind.” Cammy stepped forward, putting a little sway into her hips, muscular thighs on full display.
“A fine policy. Especially when you see this.” Shura said, suddenly tugging aside her own underwear. As suddenly as she had come from this place after leaving her dalliance with Naruto (while he ran off saying something about Kakashi), her penis appeared. Oddly she felt fully rested-her travel did that to her, almost “resetting” her condition in a way.
Cammy’s eyes grew a little wider. “Ok, now that is a first. I suppose you weren’t being metaphoric when you said there was a demon inside you.” The other woman-Cammy wondered if demon shemale would have been more precise-was pretty large already, and getting harder every second. Shura slowly ran a hand along her shaft and Cammy felt a bead of sweat form on her brow. If she could take Bison’s Psycho Penis, she could take this beast.
“Let’s see if we can work up a sweat, Shura.” Cammy’s right hand joined Shura in exploring the length of her penis while Cammy boldly went in for a kiss. Shura’s tongue pressed into Cammy’s mouth and Cammy eagerly responded, tongue swirling, even sucking and biting a little. Shura moaned at that-it seemed this slut of a soldier had some spark in her. She could sense something inside White, almost like another demonic presence, but different. That psionic energy she spoke of. Whatever it was, she was definitely more aggressive than her last partner, and every bit as eager. A winning combination.
Cammy broke the kiss with a sweet sigh of pleasure. Smirking at Shura, the blond tilted her head and licked along Shura’s neck, tongue lapping and darting at the smooth porcelain skin. Shura entwined one hand around Cammy’s blond forelock, tugging playfully at the golden strands. Cammy grunted, humping her crotch against Shura’s massive erection, feeling the heat building up inside her. She bit down slightly on Shura’s neck, alternatively sucking and nibbling. Shura encouraged her, gripping the globes of her ass firmly, rubbing and kneading the plump glutes. With her hands, she guided Cammy, turning her around by the hips.
Quickly dropping to her knees, Shura pushed aside the meager cloth covering Cammy’s asshole and stuck her face right in, ensconced by the perky ass.
“Oh, fuck!” Cammy let out, hands clenching into fists. Joy sparked along her mind as Shura licked, kissed and sucked at her puckered asshole. Cammy arched her back out, sticking her ass further in Shura’s face, tossing her rump up and down as Shura moved back and forth from her wet pussy lips and hot tight asshole.
Cammy dropped her head down, legs spread in a perfect pose as she looked up at Shura eating her ass out. Demonstrating her incredible flexibility, the adopted-English woman reached out with both hands, tugging them up and down Shura’s turgid cock. It was so hot in her hands, it was like holding onto a bar of hot iron. She worked it up and down, twisting and turning her hands along the whole throbbing, veiny mass of it. Cammy marveled at its size, its weight. It seemed more like a fleshy club, massive and almost ponderous. She’d fucked all of Delta Red before, and this thing had more in common with Matthew’s cock than any of the others she’d seen, yet it was on the supple frame of a beautiful curvy woman. Incredible.
Pulling back from Cammy’s luscious ass, Shura spat down on her cock as she stood up. “You ready, White?”
Cammy wiggled her ass enticingly. “Show me what you’re made of, Shura.”
Shura eagerly complied, gripping Cammy’s waist and prodding her cockhead against Cammy’s wet pussy lips. Up and down she moved her member, her engorged tip straining with all its might. She’d give this girl a workout all right. She’d be sore for days. Shura slapped Cammy’s ass and snapped her meagre bottoms, leaving her pussy totally exposed just before she plunged inside.
“Ah, shit,” Cammy moaned, biting her lip. “That’s a thick fuckin cock!” Shura tugged her own shirt down, exposing her big milky tits as her hips surged forward, cramming the rest of her cock into Cammy’s pussy. It was easier than she expected-this girl obviously knew how to handle a big cock-but ‘easier’ didn’t mean ‘easy.’ That was a lot of dick going into a very small place. Cammy rocked back, wanting as much as Shura could give her.
Shura pulled out slightly, keeping most of her cock still buried inside Cammy before she stroked back in. It was smoother this time, she couldn’t go fast yet but she was getting there, putting this tight pussy through the paces. Shura gripped one of Cammy’s long braids and tugged on it, earning a brief shout from the blonde.
“Fuck you’re tight, White. Want me to change that?” Cammy tried to nod, but Shura’s grip on her hair was too tight. Her forehead was slick with sweat now.
“Hell yes. Break me open with that fucking prick!”
Shura rammed back in with a distinct slapping sound, her bare thighs crashing into Cammy’s ass. “You fuckin asked for it” She growled, draping her body over Cammy’s, tits buried into the creamy flesh of her back. Building up speed with each thrust, Shura was long-dicking Cammy, plunging almost her entire length in and out of the woman’s soaking pussy. Already tingly from Shura’s oral attention, Cammy was getting close-face flushed, breath labored.
“Oh yes, I’m about to come you fucker! Make me come on your dick, make me come!” Shura slapped her ass and mauled Cammy’s tits through the fabric of her outfit, tweaking her nipples savagely.
“Oh my god, oh my god!” Cammy yelled, felling her orgasm erupt. Shura was relentless, plunging in and out of Cammy’s pulsing pussy with bruising force. Cammy closed her eyes and clenched, squeezing Shura with her pussy. It had the desired effect, Shura moaning as she plowed the thin woman.
As Cammy came down from her sweet release, Shura slowly pulled out of her soppy pussy, inch by inch. Cammy turned around and kissed Shura again, still every bit as forceful as before.
“Let’s see if I can swallow this monster,” She said as she broke the kiss, her breath hot on Shura’s mouth.
Cammy stood back, tugging her sweat-soaked outfit over her body, leaving herself naked except for her boots, which she quickly kicked off. Her hat had come off sometime earlier, not surprisingly given how well Shura had reamed her out. Shura disrobed as well, leaving only her high socks and the thin sash her swords were tied to, dropping the weapons atop her pile of clothes.
Cammy stepped over to a bench laying down on her stomach. Shura followed, leaning down at the sexy woman and tracing one finger along the soft scar on her cheek. Her cock, covered in Cammy’s come, bounced in the air. Cammy leaned her head forward, teasing the tip with her tongue. Slowly, ever so slowly she circled the purple helmet again and again, savoring every lick. Then she stretched her mouth wide and moved forward slowly, taking the head into her mouth. Cammy fastened her lips over the thing, the suction air-tight as she allowed herself a moment to get used to the cock’s sheer size.
Shura clucked her tongue. “You said swallow, White. So fucking swallow!” Gripping Cammy’s head with both her hands, Shura pushed forward, her words and sudden actions making Cammy moan around the big member tunneling its way into her gullet. Up to the challenge, Cammy kicked her feet up and fastened her hands to her ankles, her body folded up as she accepted the face-fucking Shura was dishing out.
The first half of the cock disappeared swiftly into Cammy’s mouth, the rest progressing a little slower, but with great deliberation. Cammy worked her neck muscles, shaking her head slightly around Shura’s member, tongue waggling along the thick veins on the underside. She was almost there, she could see perhaps two inches of cock left and then the full strands of Shura’s bush. But the demon woman stopped, her hands coming up off Cammy’s skull.
“Let’s see what you’re made of, Cammy.” Shura said, licking her lips as Cammy looked up at her. The woman’s mouth was almost comically distended around her shaft,, locked in a perpetual expression of jaw-dropping surprise. Only the smallest bit of her pink tongue could be seen, bravely exploring what remained of Shura’s dick. Steeling her will, Cammy chicken headed back and forth a few inches. Spit leaked from the sides of her mouth as she got ready for this task.
She let go of her ankles and reached forward, gripping Shura’s ass. Shura quickly grabbed her legs, not letting them fall back to a resting positon. Cammy lunged her jaw forward, a snake wrestling with a fat rat, and gulped down the rest of Shura’s cock. Lips pressed around the delicate skin between Shura’s two sex organs, nose resting in pubic hair, Cammy gurgled and grunted. Her stomach heaved as her face turned red.
“Bluurg! Gluurggh!” She vocalized, her mouth somehow opening slightly wider as she retched wetly around the cock. Her tongue bounced around the dick as she let it rest in her throat. Cammy let go of Shura’s ass with one hand and rubbed it along her neck, feeling the enormous dick inside her, compressing her fucking trachea as her body struggled to adjust to the strains Cammy was putting it through. She trailed her hand down, resting just above her jugular notch and massaged Shura’s cockhead.
Shura yanked on Cammy’s legs, pulling by the ankles until she went from straight to curved, her waist coming up off the bench, flat stomach pressed down as her body was curved. Shura pulled out all the way, Cammy looking up at her. “I’m a little impressed.” Shura said, her breathing putting the lie to her words. She was very close now, precome dribbling from her bulbous member.
Cammy said, “Wish I could say the same. For a demon you’re not too savage, are you?” She winked up at Shura and frenched her cock, tongue darting into the slit.
Incensed slightly by the challenge, Shura pressed down now on Cammy’s ankles, wondering if her feet would reach her shoulders or the woman’s spine would break. Cammy moaned in delicious agony but made no struggles, she simply opened her maw impossibly wide and waited.
Shura slammed back inside, dick burrowing through Cammy’s mouth. Her uvula was pressed flat against Shura’s dick, all available space taken as Shura skullfucked her new pet with authority. Cammy coughed and spat up, saliva forced into the wrong pipe and leaking out of her nose. She slapped Shura’s ass before pushing her hand between the heavy globes of her ass. As Shura practically stabbed her cock down as far as she could go, Cammy worked a finger into the woman’s asshole, feeling it clench around her index.
“You little bitch, fuck that feels good.” Shura moaned. This was it. She was gonna fucking burst. Shura let go of Cammy’s legs which amazingly stayed in place as the soldier’s eyes rolled back in her head. The pressure in her throat left her just enough air to stay conscious and feel every sensation running through her body. Shura clenched her hands around Cammy’s neck, constricting things even further as she howled.
Gouts of come sprayed out of Shura’s dick, the tip of her cock jittering and dancing inside Cammy’s esophagus. Cammy made loud, exaggerated gulps around the cock, wrapping it tight from within as Shura did from without. Shura suddenly pulled out, spraying the last of her load in Cammy’s face. Cammy struggled to breathe-she felt like she’d permanently rearranged her throat and jaw. She didn’t mind in the slightest, just worked another finger in Shura’s ass as the possessed woman’s final spurt of jizz globbed onto her forehead.
Spinning around with surprising speed for someone who’d nearly been choked to death with a dick moments ago, Cammy stood up, gently pressing a hand against Shura’s chest. Shura laid down and Cammy positioned herself over the cock, marveling at its hardness. “I bet you can actually go all night, huh Shura?”
“There’s really only one way to find out.”
Cammy placed her hands on Shura’s taught belly for stability and pushed her thighs down forcing her pussy lips wide as she descended onto Shura’s cock. Quickly she set a rhythm, snacking her ass all the way down before popping it back up, taking every inch of the dick inside her again and again. Shura rubbed a hand across her own breasts as Cammy rode her. Somehow she felt even tighter in this position. Cammy bounced up and down on the dick like a pogo stick, working one hand furiously over her clit. Shura’s dick was gonna make her come again, and hopefully not for the last time. Shura was content to only move her hips a little, letting Cammy do all the work.
And work she did, gyrating her hips from side to side, massing Shura’s own pussy as she rode her cock. Cammy pressed as deep as possible, grinding her splayed pussy lips against the base of Shura’s cock. Her hair bounced around her head, ass cheeks practically clapping as she fucked herself on this monster dong.
“Oh, bloody Christ!” Cammy swore, coming again onto Shura’s shaft. Her legs shook, her chest heaved, and her hands pawed desperately at Shura’s waist, looking for some kind of purchase as her mind exploded. Beneath her, Shura grunted and groaned, coming herself as Cammy continued to ride her like it was her last fuck on Earth. The two lay together sweaty and sticky afterwards, Cammy’s juices pooling with Shura’s around her cock. Deliriously, Cammy licked at Shura’s face, kissing her jawline.
“I’m gonna drain your fuckin demon jizz dry. Come here,” She said, standing up slowly.
Cammy moved towards one of the mirrors before she lowered herself to the ground, Shura right behind her. Shura stood up as Cammy draped her legs down, letting them hang in the air as she presented her ass high and proud. Cammy stared at herself in the mirror and the enormous cock Shura was stroking, looking at her own sex-crazed eyes. Her Psycho Power was letting her body go past its normal limits once again, only this time it wasn’t a fight it was a brutal sex marathon.
“Spit on me,” She called up to her lover.
Shura complied, hocking a great big wad of spit onto Cammy’s face, obscuring her left eye. “Ugh! You nasty fucker, I fuckin love it!” The English girl held onto her ass cheeks, spreading them wide.
“Bust my fuckin ass, Shura!”
Shura leaned forward, hands on the mirror for a moment as her dick pointed down into the tight, inviting asshole before her. Cammy rocked herself on the small amount of her back resting on the ground, eager to get her shithole wrecked.
Shura pushed in savagely, wanting to get fully submerged as fast as possible. Cammy howled the whole way through, shaking her head fervently as if her mind was protesting while her body eagerly complied. Shura fucked her ass roughly, never pausing. The two women’s bodies slapped together again and again as Shura did to Cammy’s ass what she’d done to her pussy and face. She was gonna put this bitch in a wheelchair by the time she was done.
Shura spat on Cammy again and again, calling her a whore and a bitch, a filthy fucking cunt. At last Cammy was relishing in her dark side, enjoying sex she had only somewhat enjoyed with Bison, who was just as rough but less attentive. The fact that her ass wasn’t just sixteen years old anymore probably helped.
Cammy’s rectum squeezed and drew Shura in on every thrust, only reluctantly letting her go as she drew back. Shura was drilling for oil now, intending to fuck her way through a third orgasm and keep going until she physically couldn’t any longer.
Cammy looked into the mirror and panted like a dog, with her tongue hanging out of her mouth. She swirled the pink organ down along her chin, wiping up some of Shura’s spent jizz. She was coming out of her ass, a different and in some ways better experience than her earlier vaginal orgasms. Shura rode out Cammy’s orgasm in snarling bliss, smacking and scratching Cammy’s ass with brutal force.
Not even pulling out, Shura stopped thrusting for a moment and turned her body, cock churning inside Cammy’s distended ass. The dick spun inside her as Shura faced the other way, looking down only at the ass she was fucking, unable to see her as she reverse piledrived Cammy.
Shura’s tits bounced and heaved with how fast she was fucking, this new angle driving her mind closer to oblivion.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” Cammy egged her on, not ever wanting this to stop. “Break me in fuckin half!”
Shura obliged, demonic strength coursing through her cock as she fucked the girl beneath her like she was just an object. Shura didn’t know if Cammy’s body could actually keep up with her tough talk, and she didn’t rightly care. If she passed out, Shura would wake her up and get right back to pummeling her fuckholes.
“Where do you want my fucking come this time, White?” She growled, feeling a fourth orgasm approaching.
“Pull that fuckin dong out of my ass and shove it right up my pussy, Shura! Slather my dirty little cunt with your jizz!” Cammy begged.
Shura pulled out, and Cammy’s lower half dropped to the ground. After what felt like an hour of getting reamed out like that, her body felt numb. Shura draped one of Cammy’s legs upped and looked in the mirror as she inserted herself sideways into the tight pussy.
“Look at yourself, bitch!” Shura commanded, hips slapping into Cammy’s body as, dick buried back inside that tight pussy. “You like watching this, dirty slut?” She yelled, pressing Cammy’s face to the floor as she worked her way inside at this new delightful angle.
“YES, YES! Fucking own that pussy, Shura, make me yours!” Cammy keened, totally dick drunk. Shura choked her again, one hand squeezing tight. Cammy’s pussy clenched down around Shura’s cock as her air flow was restricted, the red-faced soldier beginning to turn a particularly vile shade of purple. Cammy knew Shura would let her breathe again soon, but even if she didn’t, going out with a massive cock in her ass and a lusty smile on her face wasn’t a bad exit from life, all things considered.
Shura’s hand squeezed ever tighter as she shouted, coming again. Cammy merely grunted and squealed, sounding nothing like a calm, collected special forces soldier and very much like a rutting beast. She could feel the hot come filling her insides, piling up inside her, splashing against the entrance to her womb. If this was how demons fucked, she needed to find that Akuma and worship his fucking junk.
Shura released Cammy’s throat, smirking as the other woman hacked and coughed. The color slowly returned to her face as Shura’s dick finally began to soften inside her. She made to pull out, but Cammy’s legs wrapped around, showing she still had a little strength left.
“I need…a breather.” Cammy said. Drool had coated her chin, making it shine as Shura lazily ground her head against the floor again. “But after say…twenty minute kip, think you can muster one more, biggun?”
Shura pulled on her braids again, locking eyes with Cammy. She smiled and the two kissed greedily. Shura bit Cammy’s lips until she tasted the familiar copper trace of blood. Cammy moaned, hands scrabbling against Shura’s back trying to touch her, all of her, any of her.
Shura let go, moving her hands to frame Cammy’s face. “One? Give me twenty minutes and I’ll be ready to fuck you to double-digit orgasms, slut.”
Cammy could only sigh lovingly at that. She said the nicest things.
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