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Kai Leng's Sex Tapes	By : Riddle_of_Stars Category: +M through R > Mass Effect Views: 44163 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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From: Kai Leng, Who is Running Out of Sex Puns
Subject: Kasumi Goto
So Jane, let's talk about Kasumi. First of all, let's talk about how totally fucking inscrutable she is – Samara is an easy read in comparison. I could never figure out what that girl was thinking, even when she was speaking her mind. And I mean, what the fuck, apparently she's into Jacob? Not even Jacob is into Jacob.
Second, let's talk about how holy damn hot she is. She's got that whole lithe Asian gymnast thing going on.... you know, kind of like a female version of me. And as my tapes have established, I am just like super hot.
Getting into her pants seemed almost impossible, until I just so happened to discover she was using her Cerberus flex account for a company called Terra Nova Escorts. Seems she likes her dick bought and paid for. As we mentioned before, Cerberus is in the sex biz – and not only the porn side, but also the prostitution side. Terra Nova just so happens to be one our subsidiaries. It wasn't hard at all for me to the put myself on the roster, and given my absolutely killer looks, Kasumi had me booked and paid in no time. So yeah, not only did I bang your personal sexy burglar, she even paid me to do it.
Xoxoxo,
-Kai Leng
Video attached.
“So let me get this straight,” Samanthan Traynor said, sitting on the edge of Shepard's bed. “You want to have sex with me while watching your mortal enemy have sex with one of your old crewmates?”
“That's the high and low of it,” said Shepard wit h a sultry grin. She wrapped her arms Samantha from behind, planting a sensuous kiss on the other woman's neck.
“Shepard, you're kind of.... twisted,” said Samantha, arching her neck to allow more kisses.
“Is that a bad thing?” Shepard whispered into her ear, running her tongue along the edge and earlobe.
“Not at all.... it's part of why I find you so irresistible. Go ahead and fire up the video.”
The screen opened to Kai Leng walking down a hall, his invisible cameras following him from behind. He was dressed in the same outfit as the Jack video – impossibly tight black leather pants and matching impossibly tight black leather jacket, and no shirt to conceal his ripping torso. Apparently this is what passed for “casual” in the life of Kai Leng. He carried a bottle of wine in one hand, and twisted his head around to grin at the cameras.
“Time to get laid and get paid,” he smirked.
He arrived at a hotel room, and knocked on the door. Kasumi answered the knock, clad in her traditional jumpsuit-and-hood ensemble.
“Hello there,” said Kai Leng. “I'm -”
Kasumi cut him off, pressing her lips against his, standing her tip-toes to reach him. “I like it better not knowing names. Come in.”
Leng walked into the opulent hotel suite, and set the bottle of wine on an end table by the massive double bed. “Compliments of my employer. It seems you've been a very loyal customer.”
Kasumi sat down in an armchair, uncorking the wine and pouring herself a glass. “I like keeping my love life and sex life separate. Now, why don't you start by taking your clothes off.” She hit a button on the room's entertainment remote, and bouncing club music filled the room. She crossed her legs, taking a sip of the wine. “Dance for me. Show me what you've got.”
Kai Leng slid into a sensuous strip tease – it would appear that along with all of the murder and espionage, he was also a halfway decent dancer. The jacket came off first; sliding out of the tight leather, revealing his pale golden skin, his defined chest and shoulders. He moved towards Kasumi, sitting on her lap, grinding his body against hers, his naked torso inches away from her face. She poured a rivulet of wine down his hairless torso, and then ran her tongue across his sculpted body, licking the nectar off of his rigid abs.
Leng groaned in appreciation, and stood up to resume his strip tease. He slid out of the skin-tight black leather pants and boots, leaving him completely naked, his hard cock standing at attention between his legs.
“Well, you are quite the delectable specimen,” Kasumi said, grinning beneath her hood. She slid out of the chair with liquid ease, and came closer to inspect Leng's body. She ran her hands across his chest, over his buttocks, resting lightly on his erect tool. She dropped down, placing a kiss on the head of his cock, licking the underside. She sucked his cock slowly, gingerly, exploring her lover's weapon. When she had finished, she rose back to her feet, wrapping her arms around Leng's neck as she kissed him.
Shepard had her own arms around Samantha's waist, spooning her from behind. She was undoing the buttons of Samantha's shirt one by one, sliding a hand in to tease her breasts while her tongue ran along the outside of the other woman's ear.
“Pretty hot, right?” whispered Shepard, nibbling on Traynor's ear. She loved the way her lover melted in her arms, the way she moaned and writhed under her commander's touch.
“I'm more interested in her than him, myself....”
Back on the video, Leng was unzipping Kasumi's jumpsuit, exposing a pair of small, firm breasts which the assassin-turned-gigolo buried his face in. Kasumi gasped, grasping the assassin to her bosom, pulling her tits free of their confines. She continued unzipping the jumpsuit, gently pushing Kai Leng further down her body as she did so. She had the flat, defined abdominal of a professional gymnast, and Leng ran his tongue up and down her stomach, placing kisses on the ridges of muscle.
Soon, she was shed of the jumpsuit entirely. Shepard had to admit, she had been intensely curious as to what Kasumi's hair looked like. The thief's hair was short, a jet black pixie cut that accentuated her features. Her whole body was light and lithe, built for grace and agility. Her cunt was shaved smooth, and Leng knelt between her legs to taste her sex.
“Mmm.... now try and tell me you wouldn't like a taste of that pussy,” said Shepard, her hand in Traynor's pants, rubbing her clitoris.
“I... mm.... think I'd rather have a taste of yours.” Samantha twisted toward Shepard, getting on top of her, pushing her back on the bed. She tore off Shepard's shirt, slinking her way down the other woman's body, pulling her pants down from her hips.
Soon, Samantha's head was buried between Shepard's legs. Shepard grabbed a fistful of the Indian woman's dark hair, pulling her lover into her. Traynor's tongue danced over Shepard's wet sex, tongue gliding over her labia to flick at her clitoris.
Shepard's other hand was on her breast, playing with herself as Traynor ate her out. “Mmm.... you're such a slut, Traynor.... how do you like the taste of your commander's cunt?”
“You're such a flatterer, commander.... and you know I love the taste of your cunt.” Traynor's face peaked up from between Shepard's legs, glistening with her fluids.
Shepard grinned, and pushed Traynor's head back down. “Well then, get back down there and make your commander come. That's an order, slut.”
Back on camera, Kasumi had her own legs wrapped tight around Kai Leng's neck. The assassin was apparently doing a good job, as the thief appeared to be on the edge of climax.
“Oh god.... oh yes... that's right, lick my cunt.... earn your money, you whore.... make me come, make me come, make me come!” She screamed, her whole body tensed, arching upwards in a graceful bend, small tits pushed out, firm abs pulled taught. Her body was glistening with sweat, her short hair slicked back with it.
Kasumi uncoiled her graceful legs from around Leng's neck. She grabbed him by his silken hair, and pulled him up into a hard kiss. Her tongue invaded his mouth, teeth bit down on his lower lip.
“Put a condom on. I want your cock inside me now,” she said, her voice firm and demanding. She laid back, spreading her legs wide.
“Well, I live to serve,” Leng replied, voice smug. Once he had finished rolling the latex over his weapon, he lined his hard rod up with Kasumi's snatch. He rubbed the head of his tool against her slit teasingly, and Kasumi purred in anticipation.
Her legs were spread in a wide V-formation, almost a split. Nonetheless, his cock was large and her snatch was tight, and he gently inserted himself inch by inch. Kasumi inhaled sharply as he entered her, her whole body tingling.
“Mmmm! Yes, give me your cock, fuck me, you whore....” Kasumi grinned, clearly getting off at her own dirty talk.
“As you wish,” Leng gripped Kasumi by the arms, pulling her slight frame toward him with each thrust. He hammered her hard, fast and furious, her legs still spread wide.
“Oh my god! Yes, yes! Give it to me!” Kai Leng obliged, his iron-hard cock splitting apart the waifish woman. She had one hand on her clitoris, playing with herself as her lover rammed into her, bringing herself to climax. Soon, her tight cunt was contracting around his cock, her orgasm shooting through her body.
“Yes! Yes! Fuck me fuck me fuck me!” The normally quiet Kasumi screamed as she came, all inhibitions lost. As she finished coming, she sat up, wrapping her legs around Kai Leng's waist and her lips around his own.
She ground her pussy on his lap, fucking him with slow sensual strokes. Her rented lover brought his mouth to her neck, tasting the sweat of her ecstasy as she rode him. His tongue ran the length of her collarbone to her ear, circling slowly before his teeth nipped down on her earlobe.
“Oooh....” she purred, bringing her tongue along one muscular shoulder.
“I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before.” The camera zoomed in close, focusing on Leng's mouth as he whispered in her ear.
“Promises, promises...” Kasumi whispered back, her voice cheeky.
“Alright, you were right commander.... this is pretty hot,” Traynor admitted. They were both naked now, seated on Shepard's bed. Shepard was spooning her from behind; she had one hand in Traynor's cunt, dancing circles around her lover's clit. Traynor craned her neck back, meeting the other woman's lips in a passionate kiss.
“I told you it would be,” replied Shepard. She pulled Traynor back, laying the Indian woman on her back as she crawled over her, until her mouth met her lover's sex. The two were soon entwined in a sixty-nine, mouths on another's cunts, licking and nibbling. From her vantage, Shepard could still catch the video out of the corner of her eye.
On screen, Kai Leng had risen to his feet, Kasumi's legs still wrapped around his waist. He lifted the tiny girl with minimal effort, thighs and buttocks tight with exertion. The camera circled around, giving a clear view of Kasumi's cute little ass and Kai Leng pounded into her. Kasumi's body writhed as she bounced on his cock, her head thrown back in ecstasy as he held her aloft.
Kasumi paused, and brushed back Kai Leng's luxurious black hair with one hand. “Hold still,” she said with a devilish glint in her eyes. “I want to try something.”
With grace agility befitting a master thief, Kasumi unlocked her legs and inverted herself, still holding tight to Kai Leng's torso. Her legs wrapped about his neck, and her arms around his buttocks. They were now in a standing sixty nine, Kasumi's cunt on Kai Leng's face and her mouth on his cock.
“Holy shit,” said Shepard, distracted from her own sixty-nine. “Sam, remind me to take up gymnastics. You'll thank me later.”
Samantha responded with a muffled moaning noise, and continued tonguing her commander's sex.
Kasumi's head bobbed on Leng's cock, her short hair giving the camera clear view of it disappearing down the Japanese girl's throat. Her face was turning slightly red as the blood rushed to her head from the unorthodox position.
Her own graceful thighs were wrapped around Leng's face, and his tongue was every bit as talented on Kasumi's cunt as Samantha's was on Shepard's.
Kasumi closed her eyes and pulled herself tight to Leng's hips. Her moan was muffled by his cock in her mouth, but the video was clear: Kasumi had just climaxed once again.
She pulled her mouth off of his cock, put her hands on the floor, and gracefully flipped herself back onto her feet. She gave Leng a kiss on the chest, barely coming up to the height of his shoulders, and walked over to the bedside table.
She returned holding a band of black silk in both hands, suggestively twirling one end.
“What's that for?” Leng asked with an eyebrow raised, already suspecting the answer.
“Oh, I think you know,” said Kasumi, running the black band over her throat. “You're going to choke me with it while you fuck me.” She slapped the band against Leng's chest.
She turned around, bending over the bed, projecting her tight ass into the air. “Come and get me,” she said, voice sultry.
“With pleasure,” replied Leng. He moved behind her, wrapping the silk band around her neck. His cock slid into her with ease, warm and wet. He pulled the scarf tight around Kasumi's neck as he entered her, and her eyes rolled back in ecstasy.
“Yes... fuck me.... choke me....you...whore....” Kasumi whispered, her voice constricted by the silk scarf. There was an edge of sass in her voice as she said the last word.
Her words egged him on, and Kai Leng increased the pace of his assault. His hips slammed into hers, and he held the scarf like the reigns of a horse as he pulled himself into Kasumi's tight cunt.
He grabbed the scarf in one hand, and with his other, lifted one of Kasumi's legs to his hip. She was standing on foot now, her body arching back as he pulled on the scarf, his forearm braced into her spine. Fortunately, Kasumi had very good balance.
“Oh god....” she moaned as Leng manhandled her. “Just like that... fuck me, whore... make me come all over your cock....”
“Mmm.... I think we should try that,” said Shepard. She was strapping an artificial phallus to her hips, a smooth silver silicon cock that stood out firm from her body.
“Got a scarf?” Replied Samantha. She was on her hands and knees, ass high and face low, wiggling her buttocks suggestively.
“Sure do,” said Shepard with a grin. She pulled a red sash from the bed, winding either end in her fists until it pulled taught. “Is my dirty girl ready for her mistress's cock?”
Samantha purred with anticipation. “Oh yes.... I've been such a naughty girl, and I need my mistress to punish me....”
Shepard looped the scarf around Traynor's neck, and pushed the artificial cock into her lover's waiting cunt. She fed both ends of the scarf into one hand, freeing her other one to slap Traynor's smooth brown ass.
“Does my little slut like that?” Shepard cooed, another stinging slap ringing out in the air. The scarf was pulled tight, and Traynor was in a delirious ecstasy.
“Oh yes.... I love being my commander's bitch.... fuck me, commander.... make me your slave....”
Shepard's eyes were on fire as she fucked her lover, loving the feeling of power that came with her girlfriend's submission.
“That's right, slut.... you're nothing but my fuckdoll.... the personal sex toy of the great commander Shepard.... how does that make you feel?” Shepard leaned forward as she whispered into Samanatha's ear.
“Amazing.... aaaaah!” Shepard bit down hard on Traynor's ear, eliciting a scream of delight.
Shepard pushed Samantha down onto her stomach, and then grabbed a fistful of her hair, jerking her head up.
Back on the video, Kai Leng had flipped Kasumi over onto her back. He pushed her legs back until they rested on her shoulders, and once again demonstrating her flexibility, Kasumi hooked each leg behind her head with ease. He wrapped the scarf around her neck, and then wrapped either end of it around her ankles, binding her in place while pulling it tight across her throat. His cock slammed into her cunt with hard strokes, splitting the small girl apart. The assassin easily had fifty or sixty pounds on the thief, all of it lean muscle. Kasumi looked like she was in danger of being crushed by her lover, her body seeming tiny beneath his.
“I want to feel you come.... come for me, whore... come inside my cunt while you fuck me....” Kasumi whispered.
Kai Leng grunted his ascent. He sprawled his leg back, his full weight crashing down on Kasumi's pussy, fucking the bound woman senseless. His knuckles were white as he pulled the binding tight over her neck and legs, her face reddening as he choked her harder. “Oh yes.... here it comes.... yes, yes, ah!” The two of them came together, bodies locking in a wild spasm of sensor overload. He screamed as he came his whole body spasming on top of his lover, arching his back as he thrust his hips into her a final time.
Samantha came at the same time, her body pulled into an upward arch by the scarf her commander had wrapped around her neck. “Oh, mistress, yes, you're so good to me, fuck me, make me your bitch, fuck me!”
As she finished her climax, Shepard let go of the scarf, and slowly pulled the strap-on out. She stroked Traynor's back gently, leaning down to lick the sweat off her skin.
“So..... do you mind if I cash in one of my five freebies?” She said, gently massaging Traynor's shoulders.
“On him or on her?” Replied Traynor.
“Still not sure yet.”
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