So, for those who read 'Long Day' and the AN where I said it was going to be my last lewd for a while... sorry, I lied. Here's one more degenerate story for now, only because, well, she's New Jersey and she looks awesome! She's a combination of cute, sexy, and most of all, badass. Also, that bunny girl outfit is so tempting (I actually broke my F2P streak and pulled out ye olde credit card.)
This was actually drafted about a week before her official debut. I waited a bit until I actually rolled her (first day gang, let's gooo) and listened to her voice lines. I left bits of dialogue basic enough so that I could add some small edits here and there to match her lines in-game, but it (un)surprisingly wasn't that much of a difference.
Also, here's a creepy fact. As of today while finishing this draft, I got an unknown call on my smart phone from the state of New Jersey. Wut dafuq?
It was a bright sunny day in Azur Lane base. There was currently a lull in Siren activity so some of the kansen decided to relax and take the day off. Others remained vigilant so as not to get caught off guard.
The Commander was one of those taking a break. He didn't mind doing some work but some of his subordinates pushed him to relax, claiming that he was overworking again. So he relented and decided to spend the day with someone special.
That special someone was New Jersey, the personification of one of the Eagle Union's most powerful battleships in history. The shipgirl herself had arrived along with some reinforcements, relieving some of the workload on the rest of Azur Lane.
Her firepower on the high seas was awe-inspiring, scrapping many a Siren foe. Outside of battle, her charisma and bubbly personality helped boost morale, not only among her fellow countrymen but also with the other factions as well. It was difficult to get angry when she was all smiles and laughter.
It was that charisma and strength of hers that attracted the Commander to her. It was easy to become friends with her, and over time it eventually grew to something more. One day he asked her out, and soon they were dating.
Today was another of those dates. The Commander opted to dress simply in a nice collared shirt with jeans. He felt that wearing his usual uniform would be too awkward.
Arriving at their meeting spot, his heart fluttered as he saw his girlfriend waiting for him. New Jersey was wearing her usual outfit, except she had shed her great white coat and removed her headpiece that resembled dragon horns. She was left in her black sleeveless dress, white elbow gloves, and black pantyhose. Her long blue hair flowed behind her, and some of her bangs fell over her face without the headpiece holding them up.
Her blue eyes made contact with his and she greeted him cheerfully. "Heya, Commander. Ready for our date?"
Chuckling, he snaked an arm around her waist and pulled her in for a light kiss. She was slightly taller than him, about half a head or so. It was no problem to him; he liked her all the same.
"Of course, NJ," he answered, using one of her nicknames. "I know a great place for lunch."
"Well, as long as we don't get scammed, it should be fine."
Laughing together, the couple walked to their destination, intending to enjoy this little date.
Evening had fallen and the Commander was walking New Jersey back to her dorm. Several other shipgirls greeted or waved at them, and some even wolf-whistled in their direction.
"Well, here we are," he said as they arrived at the dorms.
New Jersey had a different idea, however. "Actually, why don't we continue our date?"
"Hmm?"
She giggled prettily at him. "Wait right here, Commander. Let me grab my coat."
Without waiting for an answer she pecked him on the lips and ran inside. He didn't have to wait too long, and she returned outside with her coat and headpiece back on.
"C'mon, this way," she said, taking him by the hand.
The Commander raised an eyebrow. "Where are we going?"
"You'll see! Don'tcha just love surprises?"
He rolled his eyes and let his girlfriend lead him to who knows where. Whatever she had in mind, it was bound to be exciting.
What he didn't expect was being led to the docks. He was even more surprised when he saw the actual hull of the New Jersey floating there and that they were heading to it.
He couldn't help but whistle in awe as he got a close-up look of the battleship. Sure, he had seen her sortie with the others in an impressive display of power, but this was his first time actually seeing it in person. Despite being in a romantic relationship, they never had a chance to explore her ship due to work and the fact that most, if not all, of their dates were more inland.
Off the top of his head, he could tell it shared a similar design with the other two fast battleship classes sailing under the flag of the Eagle Union. The hull was longer, probably the longest one in their fleet at the moment. The profile of the 5"/38 caliber guns in twin mounts, the Bofors 40mm guns, and the 20mm Oerlikon cannons were all familiar to him, armaments he had seen already seen in action on the North Carolina and South Dakota class sisters.
"Hey, you wanna take a closer look at the big guns?" New Jersey suddenly poked him in the cheek.
He snapped out of his reverie and nodded. "Sure, why not? I'll wait here while you drop the gangway."
"Hmm, I have a better idea," she replied with a mischievous glint in her eyes.
The Commander looked confused. "Huh? What do yo-"
He didn't get the chance to finish his question as he was suddenly lifted off his feet. Letting out a surprised yelp, he realized the taller kansen had picked him up in a bridal carry. He blushed at his predicament, doubly so when he felt how warm and bouncy she was. Sure they had felt each other up before and done the deed, but this was outside his bedroom and people could see.
"Hold on tight, Commander."
"Jersey, w-!"
Tapping into her superhuman strength, New Jersey bent her toned legs slightly before jumping from the wooden pier. The sudden rush of air and the feeling of weightlessness cut off the Commander's words as he found themselves in midair, instinctively clutching on to New Jersey with one hand gripping her coat by the lapel and the other around her back.
The exhilarating moment was short-lived, and New Jersey landed on the deck of her namesake with no problem, making sure not to shake the Commander up too much. Her white coat fluttered lightly in the wind, grinning bemusedly at her passenger still holding on to her.
"You can let go of me now," she spoke up as she crouched a little to set him down. "You really can't keep your eyes off me, huh? Or hands, in this case, haha."
"Right, thanks..." The Commander shakily got to his feet. "Give me a warning next time, all right?"
The kansen smirked at him. "Next time, huh? So you wouldn't mind flying like that again?"
He raised a finger to retort, opening and closing his mouth a couple times. "No... I mean, yes, err, it's fine." He scratched his head. "You weren't so bad, I just got surprised."
New Jersey stuck her tongue out before responding. "I knew you'd like it, hehe."
Then she slid next to him and took his arm. "We're going to look at my big guns, right? This way."
The Commander was led over to one of her main batteries, the second one forward of the superstructure. Once again, he was impressed at the design.
"Behold," New Jersey declared with a flourish of her arms, "the sixteen inch fifty caliber mark seven naval gun!"
Playing along, the Commander clapped at her grand gesture. "Wow! It's really big!"
"Pfft!" The shipgirl laughed at his goofy response. "That should be my line, honey."
His cheeks immediately burned red at her words. He didn't expect her to counter back like that. "Damn, you got me there..."
New Jersey noticed and took his hand. "Wow, you weren't prepared for that one. How 'bout I give you a quick tour of the place?"
The Commander nodded. "That would be nice."
"Then after that, I can give you a ride."
"Yeah... wait, what?"
She laughed again. "Not that kinda ride, silly. I mean like this."
With a mental command, the battleship's engines rumbled to life. Soon, the vessel began sailing forth from the docks.
"Woah, is this okay?"
"Mhmm, of course." Then she pouted at him. "Unless you order me not to..."
The Commander waved off her worries. "No, no, it's fine. But what about some escorts? Just in case Sirens pop up."
"Oh, I already got that covered." New Jersey placed two fingers to her ear. "Ready, girls?"
Although he couldn't hear the response on her mental radio, he certainly heard several ship horns sound out. Looking around, he noticed the Baltimore, Cleveland, Fletcher, Essex, and some of their sister-ships leaving port with them.
He turned back to his girlfriend. "Did you plan this all along?"
"Yep," she answered, popping the 'p' for emphasis. "Called in a few favors. I realized you never got to sail with me since I joined, so here we are."
The Commander smiled. "Here we are."
New Jersey leaned in for a kiss and took his hand once more. "Well, let's head inside for that tour, yeah? When it gets dark, I can give you a live-fire demonstration on why they call me the Black Dragon."
Five days had passed since their date, and the Commander had returned to work since then. There were papers to sign, resources to gather, and commissions to be done, so he finished as much as he could. Especially since he received a text from New Jersey to visit her room after work.
Once he was finished, he excitedly packed everything away and hurried over to New Jersey's room. He realized that he never did step in her room, even during intimate moments. They always did it in his room after all.
Shrugging his shoulders at the thought, he now found himself in front of her door. He knocked on it and waited for his girlfriend.
New Jersey finally opened the door, catching the Commander off guard when he saw what she was wearing.
"You like what you see, Com~man~der~?"
He could only gulp at the battleship's playful words. Gone was her large white coat, and her regular outfit had been replaced with a dark blue bunny suit that exposed her arms. The crest resembling dragon horns was once again removed, letting some of her bangs flow freely. His eyes were drawn to the pair of dark bunny ears she wore instead, before following the length of her cascading blue hair down to her bare shoulders.
His gaze wandered to her bountiful chest before immediately bringing his gaze back up to her cute face, although the twinkle in her blue eyes revealed that she caught him looking. New Jersey giggled and brought a hand to her chin, tapping a manicured nail on her lip in a faux thinking pose.
"I'm gonna guess that's a yes, hmm?"
The Commander nodded and was about to follow her into the room before being stopped.
"Ah, ah, ah. No hats. You're off-duty, remember?" New Jersey wagged a finger at him and winked.
"Right, of course." He quickly removed his hat, tucking it under his arm before New Jersey let him through.
"Hehe, follow me please."
The Big J sashayed over to the center of the room, the black pantyhose she wore highlighting her wonderful stern as she led him to a sofa. The Commander blessed his luck as he watched every little bounce of those cheeks that accompanied each step she took.
Due to the distraction, he didn't notice the pole in the center of the room until New Jersey's long legs brushed past it. One toned leg curled around it while a finger beckoned him to look up.
"Can't resist ogling me up and down, huh? Eyes up here~"
He snapped out of his daze and looked back at her face, noticing a slight blush on her cheeks. Dimly, he realized his face also felt warm despite the cool air. The battleship pressed the pole lightly into her cleavage, running her arms sensually along its shiny length.
"New Jersey, what is all this?" The Commander managed to ask.
The bunny girl smiled before spinning around the pole. She came to a stop facing him once more, hanging on to the pole with her left hand, her left leg sensually curled around it as well.
"It's exactly what it is, Commander. So just sit back," she did another spin, "and relax."
So he took a seat, watching as the lovely blue-haired lady worked her magic. Pole dancing wasn't something he was too familiar with but he can certainly see the appeal now, especially when it was someone as stunning as New Jersey.
"This dance is for you, so don't blink, kay?"
The shipgirl swayed and danced for his eyes only. Holding on to the pole with both hands, she twisted her body around so that she was almost upside down, and spun around it before landing back on her feet. She arched her back against the pole, sliding her rear up and down slowly as she stretched her arms over head to grasp it. This position pushed her chest out towards the Commander, who was starting to feel a bit too hot under the collar.
New Jersey continued her performance, her face flush from the physical activity and minor embarrassment, doing a split, spinning near horizontally, and other various motions. The Commander couldn't keep his eyes off her, watching the way her muscles flexed under her creamy skin. He certainly had a newfound appreciation for pole dancing, acknowledging how physically demanding it was even for a shipgirl.
Wrapping her left hand around the pole, New Jersey stepped around it and used her momentum to go into another spin. She came to a stop with her toned back facing the Commander, her right leg bent at the knee with the ankle hooked around the pole while standing on her left leg. Her torso bent forward slightly as she held onto the pole with her left hand, looking at her lone audience with a playful smile.
"Mm, did'ja enjoy that, honey?" She asked, panting slightly for breath.
He nodded with a smile. "Yeah, you were great, NJ. I'm... wow, I'm really impressed. I didn't know you could do that."
New Jersey started feeling flustered at his praise and let go of the pole to stand upright. "Shucks, you really liked that a lot, huh? You're making me blush, haha."
"Well, it's true."
The two shared a laugh with each other. Smiling warmly at him, New Jersey walked towards the Commander and sat down next to him on the sofa.
"The show's not over just yet," she said, leaning against him.
The Commander looked into her blue eyes, aware of how close she was as her hot breath mingled with his own. He brought an arm around her shoulders to bring her closer, her skin warm to the touch.
"Really? What's next then?" He brought his other hand to brush some of her bangs aside.
She giggled breathily before answering. "This."
Placing one hand on his cheek, she leaned closer and brought him in for a kiss. He reciprocated, gently holding her cheek as he eagerly kissed her back.
"Hmm~"
The couple broke off for air and looked into each other's eyes before pressing their lips together once again, kissing more passionately.
New Jersey slipped her tongue out, teasing the Commander's lips for entry. He felt the little licks and let her in, her tongue pushing against his own and exploring the inside of his mouth.
Not wanting to be too submissive, he pushed back against the pink appendage, their tongues wrestling for dominance as their lips smacked together. He was able to push into her hot mouth, but only for a moment before she pulled back.
"NJ?"
The battleship kansen smiled before straddling him. Then she grabbed his cheeks and mashed their lips together, all but dominating his mouth. The kiss was hot and messy, making their clothes feel too warm and uncomfortable all of a sudden, especially as New Jersey started to grind lightly on the Commander's lap.
The couple separated from the kiss, a small string of saliva connecting their lips as they panted for air. The Commander wiped it away with his thumb, prompting New Jersey to playfully lick his digit and suck on it.
"So," she breathed out as the thumb slipped out of her mouth, "is that a dragon in your pants, or are you happy to see me?"
The Commander's chuckle cut off into a groan as she ground against his growing erection. Intimately, he could feel the heat between her legs due to the thin fabric of her pantyhose. He gently rolled his hips up to get more friction going, the anticipation fueling his arousal.
"NJ, please..."
New Jersey paused her ministrations momentarily and reached for his zipper. She mewled as her ass was grabbed, both the Commander's hands firmly gripping her cheeks and groping. Her fingers finally pulled his zipper down and she reached inside.
A groan of pleasure escaped the Commander's lips as she rubbed his girth through his boxers. He was dimly aware of a damp spot forming as he got toyed with, his pre-cum beginning to stain the fabric.
New Jersey felt it too, her fingers getting slightly sticky. Her panties were also starting to get wet as her own arousal began to build.
"Mmm, haah, hey, help me out, will ya?"
Getting the message, he squeezed her ass one more time before slipping his hands to the hem of her pantyhose. With his help, New Jersey was able to shimmy her legs out of the tight material. She kicked her heels off to some corner of the room and peeled the rest of the pantyhose off, exposing her smooth and bare legs.
The bunny girl then got on her knees between the Commander's legs, and helped him yank his pants off before tossing them somewhere. His boxers soon followed, and with her left hand she wrapped her lithe fingers around his shaft.
"Oh god..."
Letting out a breathy giggle, she began to stroke his cock to full mast. New Jersey leaned forward slightly and blew hot breath on his girth, making him squirm from the sensation. Then, ever so slowly, she licked the tip, teasing his urethra with her tongue and drooling some spit over it. Over and over, she teased him, dipping the tip of her tongue slightly into his hole, and lapping at the little leaks of pre-cum. Just as the Commander was about to beg her for more, she suddenly took his length into her mouth and dropped down.
"Mm- guhh!"
He grunted as New Jersey wrapped her pretty pink lips around his shaft and gave a strong suck. Then she began to bob her head up and down slowly, the sensual blow job sending sparks of pleasure through his veins while also stroking him. With her left hand, she pushed her hand into her black panties and began to finger herself, soaking the damp garment even further.
Gradually, she sped up her movements and took him in deeper, her tongue licking the underside of his dick. Her lips finally met with her fingers, and she let him go as the tip neared the back of her throat. He placed a hand on her head to help guide her, knocking the bunny ears off but neither of them cared as she continued sucking him off.
His cock pulsed and throbbed in the wet heat of her mouth as his orgasm began to build up. New Jersey felt it, all too aware of how close he was. Instead of deep-throating him like usual, she pulled back to the tip and popped her lips off.
"Why'd you sto- aaahhh, shit."
The Black Dragon undid the collar of her bunny suit and pulled the top down, exposing her bare breasts for a moment before smothering his throbbing shaft between them. Her tongue poked out, dripping saliva ever so slightly as she rocked her torso up and down, giving the Commander a titfuck.
Picking up the pace, New Jersey placed both hands on her boobs to hold them steady, squishing them together as the Commander's cockhead poked past the top of her cleavage repeatedly. Everytime the tip poked out, she gave it a lick, feeling the throb grow stronger until finally-
"Gghh, ffuck!"
-he hit his orgasm as spurts of cum shot out of the tip, splattering all over New Jersey's tits and face. She then took him back in her mouth and deep-throated him, coaxing more of his load which she swallowed.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
After sucking him dry, she popped her lips off and gave one last lick of his shaft. The Commander shuddered at the feeling, dimly aware of his lover peeling her entire bunny suit off and using it to wipe the cum.
"You know, it's not fair I'm the only one stripping."
Seeing New Jersey in just her panties sparked life back inside him, and he hurriedly stripped his top off. Meanwhile, the kansen had returned to the pole, spinning ever so slowly before rubbing her ass against it.
The way the Commander watched her in the nude made her feel giddy on the inside. Even though he had just blown his load all over her, she could see his flaccid cock twitch and get hard again.
New Jersey stuck her tongue out at him and gave a teasing wink. As a way to reignite her lover's arousal, she began to grind her panty-clad pussy against the pole. Up and down, side to side, her body swayed to an unknown beat. She hadn't climaxed yet, and she was egging the Commander on to fix that.
Deciding to take it further, she sat in a crouch right in front of him and with the pole right behind her. Slowly, she pushed her damp panties to the side, exposing her wet pussy lips to him. With two fingers, she spread her pink folds open.
"Mmm, I'm so wet. Dont'cha wanna lend a helping hand?"
New Jersey smiled as the Commander got back to full mast, prompting her to walk back over to him. He made to stand from the sofa but she gently pushed him back down with her foot before kicking her panties off. She then positioned herself over him, grabbing his erection with one hand and holding on to his shoulder with the other.
"Easy," he murmured.
She smiled and pecked at his nose. "Always."
Then with practiced ease, she slowly lowered herself down on to his girth. They both gasped as his swollen cockhead spread her pussy lips open, slowly pushing deep into her depths.
"Oh-ohh, god, yesss," she breathed out.
The Commander grunted in reply as he held on to her hips, helping to guide her down. Her wet folds parted for his thick shaft, the tight heat of her insides coaxing mutual groans of pleasure from the pair. Inch after inch of his cock pushed into her pussy, her inner walls clenching tight around him. Soon his entire length was buried snugly inside her, the tip nudging against her deepest parts.
New Jersey intimately felt the way the Commander's thick cock throbbed inside her, causing her to react by instinctively clamping tight around him. It was far from their first time together but it had been a good while since their last romp.
"You good?" He managed to ask.
New Jersey nodded. "Yeah. You're gonna like this next part."
With both her hands braced on his shoulders, she slowly raised her hips, savoring the sensation of her insides being scraped so pleasurably from his thick cock. He felt so hot, so good inside her that she wanted to keep him there. She pulled back until only the tip was left in her clenching heat, before dropping back down.
"Mmph!"
The Commander grunted with pleasure, and New Jersey repeated the motion. Up and down, she rode his cock as her tight pussy squeezed erratically, the raw sensation making their minds go hazy with lust.
Smack, smack, smack.
New Jersey moaned out loud as the Commander grabbed her ass tightly and began to thrust his hips up, meeting her downwards movement. His cock battered her deepest parts as they sped up, the force of their fucking enough to make her large breasts bounce near his face. This prompted him to bury his face between her tits, licking and kissing at her cleavage as he motorboated her. He alternated between licking and sucking on her pink nipples, making New Jersey moan with pleasure.
"Mmph, fuck, just like that!"
Hearing her curse aroused the Commander even more, and he wrapped his arms around her sweaty back. He could feel the way her lithe muscles flexed under her smooth skin, the way her inner walls quivered along his throbbing length, pushing them closer to climax.
Faster and harder, New Jersey bounced on his dick, clenching tight as if trying to milk him dry. Her womanly juices began to leak from their joined parts as their pelvises collided with wet smacks, the sound echoing in the room.
"I'm, mmm, almost there," he breathed out in warning.
New Jersey didn't slow down or pull back, however. Instead, she began grinding her hips as her slick insides gripped his pulsating shaft. Burning pleasure raced up his length and tried to hold it back.
"Hnngh, wait, I can't- !"
"Inside, hah, finish inside!" She finally gasped out.
She returned to bouncing on his dick, her pussy tightening on his throbbing cock. Hearing those words was too much for the Commander, so he bucked his hips up with reckless abandon, chasing after that orgasmic high. Pre-cum smeared against her inner walls as he pounded her deepest parts.
With an orgasmic cry, New Jersey finally came, the tightness of her spasming pussy prompting the Commander to pull her hips all the way down. Her tight pussy swallowed his cock to the base with a wet squelch, and he blew his load.
"Kyaah!" New Jersey cried out with eyes wide open at the new feeling of liquid heat filling her.
Thick ropes of cum splattered deep in her pussy, the sensation pushing her over the edge once more. Her inner walls clamped down tight as she climaxed, the fleshy insides pressing tight and conforming to the shape of his cock as she wrung him dry, her honey squirting past her lower lips.
Spurt after spurt of his hot seed filled her up, some of it leaking out on to his pelvis. They rode out their orgasms, humping and grinding gently into each other as they came down from their high.
"Haah, haah."
Together, the lovers merely breathed. The Commander leaned back against the sofa, inadvertently pulling New Jersey down with him. She didn't mind and just simply lay on top of him to catch her breath. Dimly, she was aware of their mixed fluids dribbling down her inner thighs but couldn't bring herself to care at the moment.
Slowly, New Jersey reached down and pulled him into a gentle kiss. Breaking away, they looked each other in the eye.
"Was it all right to finish inside?" He asked with concern.
"Mmhm," she nodded, "I don't mind since it's you, honey"
His heart fluttered at those words, the hidden meaning not lost on him. It also had the side effect of getting him hard again, his shaft still buried inside her creampied pussy.
"Oh!" New Jersey gasped as she felt him twitch inside her again. "Heh, you're ready for another round, aren'tcha?"
The battleship voluntarily contracted her pelvic muscles, her leaking folds squeezing and caressing his cock back to full mast. She felt smooth like velvet, yet tight like a vise, the contrasting sensations adding to their pleasure.
The Commander moaned, bucking his hips up lightly as his erection throbbed inside her. He pulled her head down for a deep kiss, their tongues coiling together as they exchanged saliva. They broke off for air, staring deep into each other's eyes.
"I'll start moving then," he said.
"Ready when you are, honey" she responded. "Why dont'cha show me what ya got?."
The Commander grinned, and slowly began to thrust. In and out, in and out, he pumped his cock into New Jersey's pussy. The searing heat of her inner walls was addictive, and he held on to her hips, savoring the warmth radiating from her flawless skin.
New Jersey rolled her hips up and down in tandem with him, savoring the feeling of his thick girth spreading her tight insides. The cum still packed deep inside her acted as extra lubricant, the feeling messy and sloppy in a lewd way as the couple continued to make love.
They took it slow at first, due to still being sensitive from their prior mutual orgasms. He thrust his hips up at the same time she dropped her hips down, his girth pulsing inside her as it rubbed against her sensitive spots. She looped her arms around his neck and leaned her face into his shoulder, holding on tight as she worked her hips ever so lovingly.
"Oh, god, you feel so big inside me," she moaned into his ear.
The Commander shuddered as her breath tickled his ear, the words enticing him to pick up the pace. New Jersey felt the change, slapping her pelvis down faster to match his speed as they lost themselves to the throes of passion.
The only sounds heard in the room were their gasps and grunts, the smacking of skin, and wet squelches as they continued their lovemaking. New Jersey intimately felt her Commander's cock throb inside her, each pulse nearly in tandem with her own vaginal contractions.
"Keep going, just like that," she whispered to him.
The Commander grunted and in a fit of passion, he let go of her hips and placed his hands under her thighs. This slight change caused their copulation to pause for a moment, a look of confusion on New Jersey's lovely visage.
"Hey, don't stop, what are you- ooOH?!"
Suddenly, the battleship found herself laying on her back as the Commander pushed her into the couch. Her legs were resting on his shoulders, her body almost folded in half. The new position resulted in his cock burying deeper into her pussy, eliciting a moan of approval from both parties at the hot sensation.
Then, he truly began to fuck.
"Oh, oh- oh my- gaaah!"
Smack, smack, smack!
New Jersey cried out with passion as she got railed in a mating press, the Commander pounding away with reckless abandon. His pulsating shaft buried deep and hard into her sensitive folds, leaking even more pre-cum to add to his previous load of spunk.
"NJ, I'm so close," he groaned.
"Mmph, me too, ahh, don't pull out."
He obliged her request, thrusting his hips as much as physically possible. His girth glistened with their combined fluids as it squelched in and out of her tightening pussy, leaking out to stain the sofa below. His swollen cockhead kept bumping against her cervix over and over again as her insides lovingly strangled his shaft.
With a bit of effort, New Jersey reached over to grab the Commander's cheeks and kissed him deeply. The passion behind that kiss caused him to slow down his thrusts as their tongues caressed together and inside each other's mouths.
As soon as the kiss broke, she pressed her forehead against his, their hair damp with sweat as her blue eyes looked deep into his own. Her folds quivered around his twitching length that pumped into her at a steady pace.
"Cum for me, honey," she whispered.
"New Jersey, f-fuck..."
That was the last straw and with a trembling groan, he buried himself as deep as possible and came undone. Jets of cum spurted from his tip as he held himself against her cervix, coating her insides white and pumping deep into her womb.
The sensation of his hot load filling her womb was too much for New Jersey and with a keening sob, she hit her climax. She muffled her wails of pleasure by pulling the Commander into another kiss, her inner walls strangling his pulsating cock lovingly, wringing him dry for every last drop of cum as he knocked her up.
"MMm! Mmm, haah." The Commander panted as he slowly pulled out with a wet squelch, allowing New Jersey's legs to slip off his shoulders and relax her muscles.
"Hmm, so hot." New Jersey mewled as her pussy was left empty, her quivering folds pushing dollops of cum out to dribble down her inner thighs.
She grunted a bit as her lover collapsed on top of her, resting his face against her generous bosom. Lazily, she brought one hand to comb through his damp hair, making him relax in her warm embrace. Together, the two just lay there, catching their breath and indulging in the simple skinship.
Finally, New Jersey spoke. "Hmm, you good?"
The Commander mumbled incoherently and nodded, his cheeks rubbing against her breasts.
"Did you enjoy that?"
Another nod, followed by a smooch to her left boob.
The kansen giggled at the light sensation before bringing him up for a chaste kiss. It was nowhere near as intense as the earlier kisses, their lips just pressing together without any hint of tongue as they enjoyed the simple touch.
Breaking off, the Commander posed a question. "Can I ask you something?"
"Shoot."
"Why did you keep calling me 'honey?'"
New Jersey blushed a bit, averting her eyes to the side. "Oh, it's because, umm..."
He smooched her cheek. "Go on."
"...well, we've been together for a while now, and I thought it'd be cute to call you that." She turned to face him again. "Do you hate it?"
The Commander chuckled before answering. "Of course not, I don't mind at all."
New Jersey sighed in relief. "That's good. Besides, don'tcha just love it when I say that?"
"It's more than that," he replied with a smirk. "I just love you, New Jersey."
"Oh...wow." New Jersey placed a hand over her heart as if to calm it down, then looked at him with a warm smile. "I love you too, honey."
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I started writing the term 'honey' here because I think it sounds cute. That, and I've been listening to some of the Hololive girls saying "Hi, honey" or "Hey, hunny" recently. These VTubers really know how to brighten people's day, especially in the past year. Then it turns out New Jersey actually refers to the Commander as 'honey' in her extra voice lines.
Anyway, hope you enjoy this lovey dovey smut of our first Iowa-class lady. Maybe it'll bless your luck if you haven't gotten the Black Dragon in your port yet. No, seriously. It happened to me with Prinz Heinrich, Tallinn, Sovetskaya Belorussiya, and Baltimore. Just keep this story open in another tab while spamming the construction button in your game. Let me know if it works, haha.