Suikoden II: Of Libertine Revolutionaries | By : hentaipowered Category: +S through Z > Suikoden Views: 5058 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Of all the women who had signed up for the relief duty, no one had expected devoted housewife Yoshino to put down her name. She was so loyal to Freed! So chaste when he wasn't around. No one could have thought of it!
But, there she was, in the tavern, her lips sealed around the base of Oulan's thick meat, stroking its length with her throat. The brawler's fingers were wrapped around the back of her head, giving the housewife short, deep pumps, her nuts slapping Yoshino in the chin. With a grunt, Oulan tensed and held her in place, her balls surging as thick ropes of jelly-like cum spill down Yoshino's neck.
Snatching a breath, Oulan released her death-grip and let Yoshino come off a bit, the housewife dutifully holding the glans between her lips as it continued to pulse. It was unbelievably thick and tacky, sticking to her cheeks and tongue as she gulped down every mouthful.
Finally, Yoshino released Oulan's pipe, the last strands of seed striking her square across the nose, painting her in criss-crossed stripes of milky gel. She looked up at Oulan, sperm hanging off her glasses and dripping onto her mouth and cheeks.
"D... Did Yoshino do well?"
The brawler wiped her brow, feeling her cock soften and droop. A final pearl of cum formed at the tip, about to drop to the ground. Darting forward, Yoshino caught the bead on her tongue and swallowed it hastily, moaning softly as it vanished down her throat.
"Oh..." she paused, looking back up at Oulan, "Yoshino is sorry! She should have been more careful with your climax."
Oulan cocked a brow, then burst out laughing. "Ah-hahahaha! You're too adorable for words, Miss Yoshino."
Tucking herself away, Oulan let her apron drop back into place and patted Yoshino on the head. The housewife bowed low, her hands together in front of her as she watched Oulan take her leave.
Pulling her glasses off her face, she ran a finger across the rim, scooping still-warm cum from the edge. Slurping it onto her tongue, she swallowed it eagerly, feeling the gooey seed spill down her throat and into her belly. The same finger swept across her nose and cheeks, cleaning them of sperm, all of going down the same, drop after drop. Once she was satisfied, Yoshino rose and undid her hakama, letting it fall around her feet. She wore a knotted fundoshi underneath – a traditional loincloth – that displayed her plump buttocks quite nicely. It was cut thinner than most fundoshi, clearly meant to tantalize, and showed some of her black bush peeking around the sides of the material. Yoshino had always kept traditional, even when she was in the business of whoring.
Folding and setting aside her hakama on the bench, she placed either hand on its cushions and stuck her ass out, presenting it to the tavern. "Please use Yoshino's holes as you see fit, dear customers. Yoshino is here for your relief."
The announcement caught some ears and eyes. Her fundoshi was stained wet with her juices, clinging to the folds of her cunt. A few men sprang into action, but one beat them to the punch: Shu. Setting his hand on Yoshino's firm rump, he let his fingers sink into the flesh a little, feeling about as if doing some appraisal.
"Mm... I see the housework pays off. You've got wonderful hips for bearing children, and just a bit of that fat one would expect of your disposition. But it's muscled underneath, firm and resiliant." he said. Yoshino blushed.
"Oh, thank you Master Shu. Only Freed has ever noticed such a thing."
Shu ran his hand down her thigh, then up between her legs, cupping the crotch of her fundoshi. Rolling his fingers between her clothed petals, he found her crest and gave it a gentle dab.
"Demure but empassioned, just like you seem to be, Miss Yoshino." he mused as he straightened up. He pulled his coat off and set it aside on top of Yoshino's hakama, then undid his pants. The lump that had formed down his leg was free, springing out like a snake, ready to strike. His was a smooth, hairless tool, with a tapered purple head and a very trim, neat foreskin. As he rolled it back, Yoshino watched and noted she couldn't detect a single vein. It was perfect, almost like the toys she had seen in Jeane's back room. It fattened in the middle with a thick belly, but tapered at either end, joining a pair of symmetrical, hairless balls at its root.
"Oh, Master Shu, your penis is so beautiful." she said, her blush growing. Shu smiled.
"Yes... Well, Apple calls it an 'ivory spire'. I do think she overstates it a little." he said, taking it in one hand and pulling Yoshino's fundoshi down. She gasped as her slit was unclothed, the fabric coming away with strings of sticky arousal still clinging to the lips of her cunt. Pressing the head of his cock between them, Shu revelled in the woman's warmth for a moment, letting it cascade across his crown.
"Mm..." he murmured, licking his lips. His hands took her waist, steadying her. Then, in one smooth motion, he filled her. It went as deep as he was long, slotting into place so perfectly one might have expected to hear a mechanical "click" upon arrival. Yoshino was wide-eyed, her mouth agape. Her brain shorted out as he began to slot back and forth, each stroke as deep as the first, perfect in their rhythm.
His hand held her in place while the other came down on her cheeks, slapping her firm buttocks. She cried out, moaning and starting to babble like a crazed woman.
"Yoshino... Yoshino loves it... Fill Yoshino with it all day... Please... Pump her over and over... This cock is wonderful wonderful wonderful...!!"
Shu slapped her again and again, leaving red hand-marks all over her rear. Each thrust was punctuated by a blow of his hand, Yoshino yelping and struggling for air. Finally, the blows stopped and Shu's hand rejoined his other at her hips, his pace increasing. The whole tavern heard as his balls slapped her cunt, over and over with wet flesh-on-flesh echoing around the room. Even Sierra, who was nearby at a booth sucking off Klaus had to pause and watch as the army's prime strategist drove Yoshino towards collapse.
Her eyes rolled back and her tongue hung from her mouth in a lewd display of whorish abandon. She was drooling from both her mouth and cunt, spasming as orgasm after orgasm struck her. Her thighs were a quivering, cum-stained mess, her hole absolutely drenched as she came again, white-knuckled, struggling to hold herself up. Then, just as one more wave crashed within her, Shu hilted himself. She felt the head of his cock punch through into her womb, sticking there as the strategist unloaded.
Wave after wave of jism filled her baby chamber. She could feel his cum splatter against the back of her womb, the whole vessel swelling as he filled her. Gasping, she collapsed beneath him, feeling his cock pulse as more and more cum spilled into her body. Shu began to draw back, slowly pulling his cock from her channel, but not yet leaving her. His head still lodged in her entrance, he shot off two more ropes, before finally taking his cock in hand and squeezing out the last drops.
"Mmmhh..." he intoned, ringing his cock dry. "You're quite a good cumdump, Miss Yoshino. I hope you'll consider visiting me privately some night. I'd love to see what other talents you have."
With that, Shu removed himself and patted Yoshino on her butt. The housewife was utterly spent, exhausted and half-unconscious. She mumbled something of a "thank you", but it was largely lost amidst her daze. She was dimly aware that Shu had grabbed his coat, and she could hear his footsteps as he left, but her mind was still swimming from the constant rhythm of the pounding he had given her. Even as she lay there, resting, her cunt ached for more.
"Freed... I'm sorry... I may bear Master Shu a child before I do the same for you."
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A little Yoshino action! The lil wifey has always been neglected and I think she's just the kind of secret pervert who would fit in here. Hope you guys enjoyed it!
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