[McSmirkerson right here folks. He likes showing off his ability to let his tentacles do their own thing without his conscious thought. But yeah, it's a pretty even fuck for now, pretty much at the same rate at which he's kneading. He puts the dough in a bowl, covers it, and puts it in the fridge to rise, all while thrusting into her.
Then he goes for his phone and dials a number. As it rings, he reaches out and takes Nariko by the neck--very aware of what he's doing--and pushes downward the same way he did before, providing a force to push against as he thrusts harder into her.
Can you be polite and try not to make too much noise while he's on the phone?]
Hey, Fred! Yeah, how you doing? [...] Good to hear it. Hey, so I was wondering if you had any pork loin ready for delivery?
[This is unfair! Counting his muscles was a very noble and virtuous task!! But it's not as if she can hope to keep that up. At first it isn't so bad, just a little panting, she gulps in air like it's going to make her immortal. But the longer he goes at it the hornier she seems to become, though there is a little bit of a hiccup when he goes near her neck, but only that. A bit of tension and then she calms down. Boxer wouldn't hurt her, she knows it in her head and her heart so it's just getting her body to listen.
... Is he seriously on the goddamn phone, though.]
Boxer! [Dear boyfriend why are you paying attention to people that are not her? Screw people that aren't her!! Well, not literally of course, but why even be nice to them! She purposely squeezes around a tentacle, lifting her hips a little more and making sure to drop as hard as possible when he pressed downward.
She can be quiet, but she's doing her best to get him to falter, or even moan while he's talking to ~Fred~.]
An hour? Yeah, that's fine. Use...actually, use my credit account this time. Thanks, man. Seeya.
[And so, without faltering in the slightest, Boxer hangs up. His gentle grasp around her neck pulls her back into his chest, and he breathes down her neck.]
You're a very bad girl, Nariko. You were trying to get me to speak up while I was on the phone, weren't you? Naughty. All I was trying to do was make you your own pork dumplings...
[But he's not going to hold her neck while he says this, though. He'll hold her against him with an arm around her chest, just below her breasts.]
But how am I going to punish you? Or, perhaps, you can find some way to make it up to me.
[Whether it's purposeful or not the combination of wording and action makes her shiver in a way that has very little to do with physical reactions. That's no small thing either, of course, she's only getting wetter so it's a good thing he doesn't have anything against the quickly growing mess on his lap.]
Well, you weren't paying enough attention to me!
[Not only is that a completely bratty response, it's stuttered around the edges, losing any real force it may have otherwise possessed.]
I could always apologize. [Even if she wouldn't mean it, and even though it wouldn't be nearly enough.]
Hey. [There's nothing worse than enthusiastic sex and unfortunately for him, he's easier to read than a book with huge lettering. She's not going to make him stop or anything but she's very easily slipped out of that sort of 'uppity' play she was going for - maybe it wasn't convincing enough or it bothered him? But either way.] What's wrong?
[If nothing else, she'll always go for pure, unfiltered honesty.] Was I putting it on a little too thick?
[Or not enough for him to realize she was messing around in the first place - either way.]
Okay. [Constructive criticism is important and, in all fairness, they usually just have normal sex so she is a little out of practice here. While it does sting a little to know she didn't get it right the first time Nariko takes a deep breathe, exhales out that negativity, and smiles.]
Can I try again?
[If he's totally lost the desire for it she'll understand, but everyone loves a comeback story, right?]
[I would hardly call their sex normal. I will give you that they don't roleplay a whole lot.
He smiles back and gives her a little kiss on the cheek. Far too innocent of a kiss considering that his tentacles are stretching out both her cunt and ass. But that's not a big deal for them, is it.]
I’m clearly not guilty! How can you expect me to keep a clear head when you’ve got me stuffed? It’s unreasonable to expect any woman to keep her senses, especially when you go and pay attention to someone else.
[Even if it is for her own benefit. And because she technically asked him to. But that’s not the point, she’s really playing it up now, though not too seriously because it’s impossible to keep from grinning. She dares to kiss at his jaw, play acts as if he might really try to stop her.]
I would be completely open to a deal, though …
[And clearly this deal involves more kissing, and a little bounce of her hips.]
[Being Professional must be so hard for him ... Or not, it could probably go either way with him, right?]
You make me as big as you like [Or maybe as much as he can manage in a short period, to her (and at this general point in an overall timeframe) the way he'd filled her up upon their initial meeting was amazing enough. She wasn't exactly used to sudden shifts in her body, after all.] and I'm only allowed to let go of it on your command, too.
[It's a little inventive, right?! She's kind of proud of herself, considering how rusty her sex roleplay skills are!]
[Is it maybe a little weirder that he expects her to do that kind of shenanigans?]
All the better...
[He takes a grip of her hips and pushes everything in about an inch more, getting in a big stretch before he starts thrusting in both the front and back in an alternating pattern.]
[Of course not! It just means that he knows and accepts her!
Now, see, she really fucked up by getting relatively used to the rhythm he'd already set up. Was she still left more than a little breathless? Of course! But that's nothing compared to suddenly being spread open even further.]
Holy!
[Shit fuck god and all of the above. She has to allow herself to adjust to it but it isn't very long before she's rocking back and forth, matching the pattern that he's set, and rather shamelessly at that.]
[He sits back leisurely so he can get a better vantage of her gyrating her hips lewdly with his thrusts.]
You really ought to be punished for how filthy you are...but I guess I'm guilty too for loving it.
[Boxer's actually tempted to be a little rough with her right now but decides against it, since she is on her period and full of inflammation--he can still feel it--but figures this is more than enough for her already. Besides, it's been a long time since they started, and he makes up for lost time rather quickly, whispering tiny groans into her shoulder as he pumps her up with his first load.]
['Lewd' is the right word for it because she's really going for it and she had tried to keep herself relatively silent but that lasted for a grand total of a few seconds. Maybe Boxer wasn't going to be rough with her and that was probably for the best, but between the high pitched whimpers and the almost brutal manner that she dropped her hips almost defeated his kindness.]
Your p-punishment is! Never not fucking me!
[Look, she's not destined to make a lot of sense in the throes of passion, and certainly not when he comes. The sheer volume of it makes it a whole experience unto itself, enough of one that she goes from excited bouncing to lower, easier grinds as he fills her up.]
[Hormonal, isn't she? He doesn't really know how to make heads or tails of what she just said, but he's also still really feeling the moment anyway even though he just came. The way she's moving makes all of her curves jiggle and bounce--including the new one--and he licks his lips in response to just watching her. How can one woman be so unbelievably sexy?
Hopefully she won't find it too much of a hinderance when his unoccupied tentacles come up to grope her...everything, while the ones still inside of her resume fucking her.]
[Sex makes you say crazy things! Or, well, that's probably just Nariko, in all honesty. All that matters is that Boxer gets it and he's not flung out of the moment because she doesn't plan on slowing down, let alone stopping in the immediate future. For her this is the kind of moment that feels limitless, as if she might be able to go on and on without submitting to fatigue or overstimulation!
That's bullshit but she's gonna milk it and if that means embodying her past life as a porn star or professional whore then by golly she's gonna channel it as if her life depends on it.
Boxer makes it a little easier when he goes right back to moving in her, and that wandering tentacle gets its own special, thankful little whimper. So definitely not a hindrance! Her voice denies the possibility as much as the quickly growing mess between her legs does, there's a telltale squelching noise that follows every single thrust of her hips especially as she begins to draw up all the way again. Is he ever going to tell her to stop or will he just let her keep going and going and going ... ?]
[Why in the world would he ever tell her to stop? He's got the best seat in the house to watch her go wild, and he's absorbing as much of it as possible. Plus his tentacles get to stay nice and moist when they're inside of her so that's always an additional benefit. He still has a refractory period to deal with, but that doesn't mean he can't fuck her--and let her fuck him--to completion as his hands sneak in front of her and start kneading her tits.]
[Boxer is such a sweetheart, letting her go at it like this! This is why she worries about their sexual life being a little unbalanced, as she's notorious for multiple orgasms and it does take him a little while longer. But, then, it's not exactly good to measure sex in orgasms, there's a lot more to it than that.
She's still gonna try to do something special for him later. It might involve chocolate syrup.]
Boxer!
[Right now she's busy drawing his name out into warped syllables. Her hands cover his, pressing at them a little harder. She loves his big hands, they're perfect for feeling her up and it excites her that much more.]
[Look, man, it's an awful lot of penis to orgasm at once. The pleasurable aftershocks are probably comparable to that of a human woman's, honestly.
He squeezes her breasts, pinches at her nipples, leaves wet kisses to the back of her neck; despite his refractory period, Nariko's enthusiasm is infectious, and she'll feel the tentacles spreading her ass again when the vigor comes back to him in full force.]
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[McSmirkerson right here folks. He likes showing off his ability to let his tentacles do their own thing without his conscious thought. But yeah, it's a pretty even fuck for now, pretty much at the same rate at which he's kneading. He puts the dough in a bowl, covers it, and puts it in the fridge to rise, all while thrusting into her.
Then he goes for his phone and dials a number. As it rings, he reaches out and takes Nariko by the neck--very aware of what he's doing--and pushes downward the same way he did before, providing a force to push against as he thrusts harder into her.
Can you be polite and try not to make too much noise while he's on the phone?]
Hey, Fred! Yeah, how you doing? [...] Good to hear it. Hey, so I was wondering if you had any pork loin ready for delivery?
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... Is he seriously on the goddamn phone, though.]
Boxer! [Dear boyfriend why are you paying attention to people that are not her? Screw people that aren't her!! Well, not literally of course, but why even be nice to them! She purposely squeezes around a tentacle, lifting her hips a little more and making sure to drop as hard as possible when he pressed downward.
She can be quiet, but she's doing her best to get him to falter, or even moan while he's talking to ~Fred~.]
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[And so, without faltering in the slightest, Boxer hangs up. His gentle grasp around her neck pulls her back into his chest, and he breathes down her neck.]
You're a very bad girl, Nariko. You were trying to get me to speak up while I was on the phone, weren't you? Naughty. All I was trying to do was make you your own pork dumplings...
[But he's not going to hold her neck while he says this, though. He'll hold her against him with an arm around her chest, just below her breasts.]
But how am I going to punish you? Or, perhaps, you can find some way to make it up to me.
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Well, you weren't paying enough attention to me!
[Not only is that a completely bratty response, it's stuttered around the edges, losing any real force it may have otherwise possessed.]
I could always apologize. [Even if she wouldn't mean it, and even though it wouldn't be nearly enough.]
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So not only have you been rude but you're also lying. The charges keep stacking, Nariko. What say you? Do you have a plea or shall we find you guilty?
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It doesn't sound as if I can even begin to argue this.
[She wasn't rude!!!! Or at least not that much! Kind of!] Just give me my punishment, I probably deserve it.
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...nevermind.
[He'll keep thrusting, but it's pretty obvious the air has been taken out of his sails.]
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Hey. [There's nothing worse than enthusiastic sex and unfortunately for him, he's easier to read than a book with huge lettering. She's not going to make him stop or anything but she's very easily slipped out of that sort of 'uppity' play she was going for - maybe it wasn't convincing enough or it bothered him? But either way.] What's wrong?
[If nothing else, she'll always go for pure, unfiltered honesty.] Was I putting it on a little too thick?
[Or not enough for him to realize she was messing around in the first place - either way.]
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[And that's part of why they make such a good couple--honesty meets honesty.]
Just not the response I was expecting to the "Judge and Jury" bit.
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Can I try again?
[If he's totally lost the desire for it she'll understand, but everyone loves a comeback story, right?]
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He smiles back and gives her a little kiss on the cheek. Far too innocent of a kiss considering that his tentacles are stretching out both her cunt and ass. But that's not a big deal for them, is it.]
Sure. Start us off?
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[Even if it is for her own benefit. And because she technically asked him to. But that’s not the point, she’s really playing it up now, though not too seriously because it’s impossible to keep from grinning. She dares to kiss at his jaw, play acts as if he might really try to stop her.]
I would be completely open to a deal, though …
[And clearly this deal involves more kissing, and a little bounce of her hips.]
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[Not that she had any idea that he was gonna have to call someone for it, but still.]
A plea bargain? [He leans in, interested, but not offering any kisses of his own. He's being Professional here!] What are your terms?
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You make me as big as you like [Or maybe as much as he can manage in a short period, to her (and at this general point in an overall timeframe) the way he'd filled her up upon their initial meeting was amazing enough. She wasn't exactly used to sudden shifts in her body, after all.] and I'm only allowed to let go of it on your command, too.
[It's a little inventive, right?! She's kind of proud of herself, considering how rusty her sex roleplay skills are!]
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[Clever.]
I'll allow it. [Especially since he hasn't come yet.] Do we have a plug here?
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[.... Is it maybe a little strange that she brought a sex toy to his apartment and didn't say a word? Maybe. But all the same.]
And befitting my punishment, it's black and very intimidating looking!
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All the better...
[He takes a grip of her hips and pushes everything in about an inch more, getting in a big stretch before he starts thrusting in both the front and back in an alternating pattern.]
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Now, see, she really fucked up by getting relatively used to the rhythm he'd already set up. Was she still left more than a little breathless? Of course! But that's nothing compared to suddenly being spread open even further.]
Holy!
[Shit fuck god and all of the above. She has to allow herself to adjust to it but it isn't very long before she's rocking back and forth, matching the pattern that he's set, and rather shamelessly at that.]
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[He sits back leisurely so he can get a better vantage of her gyrating her hips lewdly with his thrusts.]
You really ought to be punished for how filthy you are...but I guess I'm guilty too for loving it.
[Boxer's actually tempted to be a little rough with her right now but decides against it, since she is on her period and full of inflammation--he can still feel it--but figures this is more than enough for her already. Besides, it's been a long time since they started, and he makes up for lost time rather quickly, whispering tiny groans into her shoulder as he pumps her up with his first load.]
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Your p-punishment is! Never not fucking me!
[Look, she's not destined to make a lot of sense in the throes of passion, and certainly not when he comes. The sheer volume of it makes it a whole experience unto itself, enough of one that she goes from excited bouncing to lower, easier grinds as he fills her up.]
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Hopefully she won't find it too much of a hinderance when his unoccupied tentacles come up to grope her...everything, while the ones still inside of her resume fucking her.]
Incredible...
['Cause she is.]
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That's bullshit but she's gonna milk it and if that means embodying her past life as a porn star or professional whore then by golly she's gonna channel it as if her life depends on it.
Boxer makes it a little easier when he goes right back to moving in her, and that wandering tentacle gets its own special, thankful little whimper. So definitely not a hindrance! Her voice denies the possibility as much as the quickly growing mess between her legs does, there's a telltale squelching noise that follows every single thrust of her hips especially as she begins to draw up all the way again. Is he ever going to tell her to stop or will he just let her keep going and going and going ... ?]
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She's still gonna try to do something special for him later. It might involve chocolate syrup.]
Boxer!
[Right now she's busy drawing his name out into warped syllables. Her hands cover his, pressing at them a little harder. She loves his big hands, they're perfect for feeling her up and it excites her that much more.]
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He squeezes her breasts, pinches at her nipples, leaves wet kisses to the back of her neck; despite his refractory period, Nariko's enthusiasm is infectious, and she'll feel the tentacles spreading her ass again when the vigor comes back to him in full force.]
Come for me...
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