A/N: Finally got around to doing an AR Team + RO fic~ The main heroines are now lewded~
Enjoy~
Sauna Surprise
''This is the place.''
''Is it? Looks a bit too fancy for your tastes, Commander.''
''Oi, what's that supposed to mean?''
M16A1's snickering filled the Commander's right ear as the T-Doll punched him on the arm playfully, a smirk curled at her lips. He rolled his eyes in response and shoved his hands into his pockets, marching his way into the lavish building before him – dark brown walls framing a pair of fogged-up windows, the warm amber lights within tempting compared to the overcast sky outside.
It was one of his rare days off from his duty as commander; and to celebrate a recent string of operations he had opted to take the AR Team with him to a sauna to relax. And true to M16A1's comment it was a fancy one – expensive, but worth the price given it was a one-time thing. The others seemed to appreciate the lavishness too; M4A1 looking around with quiet interest, ST AR-15 eyeing some paintings with an appreciative eye, RO635 was quietly restraining SOP MOD II from wandering around, and M16A1 walked alongside him with a light-hearted hum.
Wandering up to the front desk he spoke with the attendant behind it. ''Hello, we have a reservation here? Under the name Griffin.''
''Understood sir. Please give me a moment.'' The young man gave him a polite smile, typing away at his computer for a few moments. ''...and, there you are. I'll sign you in... and there.''
The male attendant stood up, taking two of the keys off of the hooks behind him and handing one to him. ''Here you go sir. Please head down the hallway to the left; there'll be a changing room waiting for you there.''
''Thanks.''
''And here you are ma'am.'' The attendant handed the other key over to M16A1. ''Please go down the hallway to the right; the female changing rooms are down there.''
''Neat.''
With that comment said and a brief thanks to the helpful attend both parties separated; the Commander himself going down the wide left hallway as instructed. A door laid at the end of it, a simple swipe of his key opening it and allowing him to enter; revealing rows of metal lockers and wooden benches, the floor a tiled white. A couple other men of varying ages were within, getting changed out of clothes or wrapping fluffy white towels around their waists.
The Commander paid them no mind, simply finding a free locker and popping it open, finding a key and fluffy white towel within. Stripping out of his own clothes he stuffed them within the locker, covering his waist with a white towel and locking his locker at a casual pace – humming lightly to himself as he adjusted his towel a couple more times, making sure it was firmly in-place before making his way for the door.
''Phew...'' The Commander exhaled a breath as he opened it; revealing another hallway beyond, the dark brown walls a comforting hue when combined with the row of hanging amber lights.
Beneath each light laid another door, wooden in nature but with a metal handle and a key card slot next to it; a number above each one. Private rooms, he presumed. Sparing a look at his key card he went over to door number five, sliding the key card through the slot and meandering on inside. The smooth stone floor felt pleasant, his gaze tracing the dark brown walls and wooden bench lining the rim of the square room, a single amber light in the middle of the ceiling.
'Finally some relaxation...' He chuckled to himself, shutting the door behind him and dumping his keys into the small shelf next to the door – wasting no time in plopping himself down on the bench, leaning against the warm wood wall.
With just a towel around his waist the Commander could intimately feel the heat of the sauna, briefly intense until he began to adapt to the heat, soon leaving him comfortably in bliss – his muscles turning into putty. At the back of his mind he wondered where the AR Team would end up; he presumed they were given their own key. It'd only make sense, after all.
Perhaps because of that presumption he was thoroughly startled when the door beeped open, and M4A1 walked inside. She laid eyes on him immediately, squeaking in embarrassment and holding her white towel close to her body, cheeks afire.
''C-Commander?!'' M4A1 whisper-yelled, flustered.
M16A1 peeked over her sister's shoulder... before pushing her in. ''Eh. Guess we're in the same room. You mind, Commander?''
He coughed into his hand. ''N-No, it's alright. Come on in.''
With a grin M16A1 agreed, sashaying into the room and plopping herself down over to the bench on his right. M4A1 demurely held her towel to her front and sat down across from him, bashful – in contrast to SOP who merrily skipped on inside and sat down directly to his right, flashing him a cheerful smile. STAR and RO both entered after them, the latter having a much bigger bulge behind her towel than STAR; something the T-Doll seemed acutely aware of judging by her dour expression.
The door locked shut behind them, and with a unified sigh the girls all relaxed; steam quick to refill the room now that the only exit was sealed. The swelter heat felt good and the Commander slowly found himself drifted off into a pleasant daze, shutting his eyes and relaxing up against the wall behind him, trying to ignore the five naked girls in the room with him. A challenge made harder when he felt SOP next to him; the T-Doll bumping shoulders with him occasionally.
The five of them began to talk between themselves; slowly at first, but getting more into it as they all loosened up. SOP chirped about some Sangvis parts she was going to use to build with, M16A1 lamented about HK416 refusing to come to the bar with her, M4A1 quietly listened and interjected with little suggestions, RO grumbled about having to stop some other T-Dolls from going on a merry adventure by themselves, and STAR stayed quiet, patting at her chest whilst enviously looking on at her bustier teammates.
'...can't blame her.' The Commander couldn't help but think; cracking his eyes open a touch as he watched them.
All five members of Anti-Rain were beautiful girls in their own right, but seeing them all together, each clad only in a fluffy white towel and no more, made them seem so much more attractive. From RO's plentiful cleavage on display, to M4A1's slim creamy legs, to STAR'S lithe shoulders, or even to M16A1's dangerously-uncrossed legs or SOP's loose towel; every little aspect made them more and more alluring to the Commander.
SOP in particular was hard to ignore. Since the pink-haired T-Doll was sat right next to him he got a generous look down her towel at her cleavage, her plump, rounded breasts squished slightly by the towel. Droplets of sweat was already beginning to form on her bust thanks to the temperature, his eyes tracing one particular droplet that trickled down between her boobs, vanishing out of sight.
And soon SOP noticed his staring. ''Hehe, like the view Commander~?''
''I, um...'' The Commander flushed, chuckling sheepishly. ''Yeah.''
Giggling SOP leaned against him, the side of her breast pushing against his arm. ''Aw, does that mean I'm your favourite~? You looked at me the longest~''
''Your all my favourites.'' He wisely remarked, lifting his right hand up and petting SOP's head – flashing a slight smile over at the other four girls in the room. They smiled back, pleased.
Cooing under his petting hand SOP quietened down... for just a few moments, as she soon got an idea. ''Then how about we do some team-bonding, hehe~''
''Team-bonding...?''
SOP wiggled her brows suggestively, a teasing smirk curling at her lips. It only clicked what she was implying when SOP boldly grabbed the front of her towel and pulled, causing a flutter of fabric to become audible – before the fluffy white towel fell off, leaving SOP sat naked next to him; everything from her waist to her generous bust bare to him. And then by the time his brain rebooted and started to register SOP's nudity, the playful T-Doll had her arms wrapped around his neck, and her lips against his own.
Grunting in surprise the Commander leaned back, but SOP was relentless – giggling against his lips and pushing her chest against him, the softness borderline heavenly. His hands reflexively ended up on her sides, holding onto her as he slowly gave into the surprise kiss, the soft lips against his own withering away at his restraint until he gave into her, kissing her back. They kept the kiss going for just a few more moments before SOP broke away, exhaling a hot breath and looking him in the eye.
''Hehe.'' SOP grinned cheekily. ''Let's play~''
''S-SOP...'' M4A1 stammered out, flustered – matching the embarrassed expressions of both RO and STAR.
M16A1 on the other hand was much more into it. ''I wouldn't mind going at it either. We're here to relax after all, heh.''
That was all the permission SOP needed to take things further, a mischievous glint entering her eyes before she mashed her lips right up against the Commander's. The man in question groaned, a shudder of lust lancing up through him as he slowly kissed her back. He shifted his hands down her back, taking the chance to feel SOP up, his hands curving down around to her ass – his fingers carefully tracing her curves, memorising it. She had a soft ass; a fact emphasised to himself when he gave it a squeeze, digging his fingers into her plush flesh.
SOP hummed happily into his mouth, her hands tickling his upper-back as she pressed herself against him. Aroused by the sensation he gave her butt one more squeeze before curving his hands up her ribs and to her breasts, cupping her doughy tits from below and slowly grabbing them, his fingers pressing down onto them as he squeezed. They fitted perfectly into his hands, tempting him to play with them slightly; bouncing them in his hands and earning a giggle from the T-Doll in response.
''Like them~?'' SOP teasingly asked, her breath warm against his lips.
''Yeah...'' The Commander readily agreed, shivering in arousal when SOP leaned back a bit; giving him a full frontal view. From her generous breasts tipped with rosy nipples to her taut stomach and delicate slit; everything was laid bare to him.
And in a moment of boldness he decided to test how far SOP would let him go; diving in and planting his lips atop her right breast, sucking. A cute moan tumbled out of SOP's lips and she clutched onto his head, an errant giggle escaping alongside it. Emboldened by the sound he slid his lips further down, planting a string of wet kisses along her flawless flesh right up until he found her nipple, lifting her breast a bit so he could pop the nub into his mouth, sucking on it.
SOP mewled his name, fingers tangling in his hair and pushing his mouth against her nipple, asking for more. The Commander readily gave it, his tongue lashing her nipple or swirling around it, teasing the T-Doll in his lap relentlessly. His hands toyed with her tits too; hefting them about and giving them the occasional squeeze, feeling how malleable they were beneath his fingers. Resting apart or squished together they were alluring all the same, the mere act of fondling her furthering his lust.
''Mm..'' The Commander popped his lips off of her nipple and buried his face into her cleavage, pushing her tits against his face.
SOP giggled at that, sliding her right hand down and tugging his towel down, allowing his slowly-hardening cock to slip free. Smirking naughtily SOP yanked his towel down further, releasing his shaft and letting it spring into her hand, her lithe digits curling around his girth and giving it a slow, strong stroke, eliciting a tight groan from the back of his throat. He released her left breast and grabbed onto her ass instead, groping and squeezing her rear as she gave him a hand-job, the warmth of her hand amplified by the heat of the sauna.
''Heh, mind if I join in~?''
The teasing voice came from M16A1; the voluptuous AR drawing his eye with her lustful words. The Commander looked over at her just as she stood up, and she firmly captured his attention when she loosened her towel – letting it fall to the floor with a thump. Everything from her wide hips to her heavy breasts were laid bare to him, and M16A1 showed no shame in sashaying up to his side, sitting where SOP had previously been sitting and tickling his right shoulder with her slim, teasing fingers.
Grinning SOP loosened her hold on him, leaning back a bit and focusing on his cock – bobbing her wrist slowly, a curious glint in her eyes as she played with his dick. The Commander didn't get the chance to be distracted by the feeling; a hand on his cheek tilted his head towards M16A1 a split-second before the T-Doll crashed her lips against his, the deep, rough kiss coaxing out a groan from his throat, tempting him to wrap his right arm around her; his hand coming to rest upon her right breast.
''Mm~'' M16A1 hummed approvingly, smirk evident as their lips meshed together – doubly so when she pulled back, licking said lips arousingly. ''Heh, not bad~''
The cocky T-Doll casually slid her hand down, pushing his towel away completely and allowing her to reach down, playing with his balls. Combined with the increasingly-eager strokes from SOP and the Commander found himself groaning, fully-erect and throbbing from the stimulation. What only made it more embarrassing was the three voyeurs sat across from him, openly watching with burning blushes, unable to not see what was going on.
''You're pretty big, Commander.'' M16A1 noted aloud, and he caught a mischievous glint in her eyes – the words clearly said for the benefit of the three aforementioned voyeurs. ''I wonder what it'll taste like~''
A squeak came from M4A1, and from over SOP's shoulder he saw her cover her face with both hands like a pure maiden, cheeks borderline luminescent.
Anything the Commander himself wanted to say was summarily silenced as SOP cupped his cheek, yanking him up into a rough, excited kiss. He groaned into it, giving her ass a much rougher grope – before bringing his hand down in a light smack. The resounding slap of clapping flesh made her squeak into his mouth, her grip on his dick briefly growing tight before she loosened her hold, a horny mewl bubbling up from her throat.
'Someone likes getting spanked.' The Commander's cheeks burned at the knowledge, yet he couldn't deny that it turned him on. 'Should we really be doing this here though?'
A thumb ran over the tip of his cock, pressing down pleasurably and answering the question for him. 'Screw it. Like hell I'm telling the two of them to stop now.'
Groping M16A1's breast again the Commander leaned over, kissing her suddenly on the lips. The T-Doll smirked into the kiss, undoubtedly realising he'd finally given into them, and replied by giving his balls a slight squeeze – soon releasing them and trailing her hands up his front instead, lightly raking her nails across her skin. Their lips remained flush together for a few hot moments before both were forced apart for air, a quick gasp preluding the next kiss that firmly sealed their lips together, muting their mutual groans.
After a few more kisses the Commander leaned back for good, panting as he regained his lost oxygen – and a groan immediately escaped out of his throat when he felt a distinct heat stroke up against the base of his cock. The source revealed itself to be SOP; the pink-haired vixen grinning as she rubbed her sex up against his shaft, each hypnotic roll of her hips pressing her womanhood against him. He shuddered at the sight, rocking his hips to meet her movements and hastening their mutual grinding.
''Hehe~'' SOP giggled to herself, pleased.
Teasing him further the T-Doll held just the tip of his dick, exposing the rest of his shaft and allowing her to grind on it more – soon releasing the tip entirely. Without her hand to stop it the tip nearly slipped inside of her several times, her hypnotic hips sliding up and her folds parting slightly when the tip slid over them, only for it to not quite slip inside and allowing her to repeat the motion with impunity, riling him up.
Until the Commander grew impatient, grasping the base of his cock and pressing it against SOP's pussy. Grinning eagerly SOP lifted herself up a tiny bit, the tip of his girth touching her sex – before she lowered herself down. Searing heat enveloped his cock and pressed down upon it, the vice-like grip of her pussy instantly coaxing out a moan from the Commander's throat, his left hand gripping her hip tightly whilst his right aggressively groped M16A1's breast.
''Mm~'' The AR in question groaned, leaning against his side – eyes locked onto his and SOP's joined parts, openly watching the act.
Shuddering at the attention the Commander looked up at SOP, earning a bright grin from her. She laid both hands over his cheeks and lured him up into a kiss, swallowing his lustful moan. Untangling his arm from M16A1 he laid his newly-freed hand on SOP's waist, steadying her as he rocked his hips up – groaning into the T-Doll's mouth as he buried himself inside her hot pussy, feeling her grip him extra tight for a moment as she seized up.
''Mn... you feel so good...'' The Commander lustfully murmured, sliding his hands up SOP's front until he reached her boobs; groping them idly.
''Hehe, thanks~'' The vixen giggled, slowly lifting her hips – before then suddenly smacking herself back down. ''Mm~!''
The Commander released a deep groan of lust, relishing the hotness that clenched around his girth. SOP swiftly lifted herself back up, only to then smack herself back down a moment later, taking him in all the way in a single buck of her hips. Her insides constricted his girth each time, the brief tight grip coaxing out a groan from his throat, and after several bounces he began to thrust himself up into her pussy; eliciting a mewl from her lips.
Flesh smacked together in a slow-building tempo as SOP bounced herself up and down, her tits jiggling in his face and only encouraging him to grope them more, his thumbs finding her nipples and flicking them about. When she least expected it he rammed his hips up and buried his cock into her, relishing the surprised gasp he coaxed out of her – a delighted laugh following it, her lips curled up into a saucy grin.
''Heeh~ Is that a challenge, Commander~?'' SOP cooed, working her hips faster – the tempo of slapping flesh growing.
He swiftly found out that he couldn't keep pace with SOP's wild hips; one grunt becoming many more as the T-Doll bounced on his dick, her slick insides smothering his length tightly. The Commander leaned as far back as he could, running his eyes over SOP's nude body lustfully and toying with it, briefly playing with her breasts more before grabbing her hips once more, palms pressed flush against her sweaty flesh and yanking her up-and-down, thrusting his hips up with passionate hunger.
SOP giggled shakily, her voice trailing off into a moan halfway when he hit a sensitive spot inside her. Then as if to pay him back SOP then suddenly began grinding her hips back-and-forth, lustfully looking into his eyes as she stirred his swollen cock around her hot insides. Groaning needily he slid his hands around and gave her a sharp spank on the ass, the fleshy smack preluding the delighted squeal he coaxed out of SOP, another laugh following.
''Tease...'' The Commander groaned out, bucking his hips up strongly.
Biting her lip erotically SOP snaked her arms back around his neck, pushing herself flush against him as she resumed her passionate bounces. She arched her back and pushed herself back onto his cock every time, swallowing his cock up only to lift herself back up the next moment. Her ass jiggled as his hand came down upon it multiple more times, the fleshy smacks joined by the lewd wet sounds of his cock sliding into her womanhood, and in the back of his mind the Commander realised M4A1 and her sisters would be getting a good view of the action.
The thought only pushed him to the edge. ''Mn... SOP!''
A smack echoed as he spanked her one more time, digging his fingers into her plush rear – and then yanking her down, groaning as he came inside her. Thick ropes of cum painted her seizing inner walls a milky white, his hypersensitive length scraping up against her most sensitive parts and eliciting a squeal from SOP's lips, the sound ringing sweetly as she threw her head back. He clung onto her, riding out his orgasm and thrusting up into her inviting heat, one hand grabbing her back to keep her still.
''Hah... haah...'' The Commander panted out, grunting as he bucked his hips up one more time; the last of his load spent. ''Hah... crap, that felt good...''
SOP giggled, rocking her hips slowly and stirring him around her insides. ''You're still hard though~ That mean you wanna keep going~?''
''Oi.'' M16A1 poked SOP on the cheek. ''Remember to share.''
SOP pouted but didn't argue, shivering as she lifted herself up on her knees – his cock sliding out of her folds and allowing a trickle of white to drip out. The T-Doll didn't pay it much mind and plopped herself down onto his left, leaning down onto her front and languidly kicking her legs, the playful glint in her eyes telling him she wasn't done with him yet. A fact confirmed when she shifted closer and grabbed his dick – before taking the head into her mouth.
''Ohh...'' The Commander openly moaned tipping his head back.
His moan melted into a pleasure-filled hiss as she sucked, the sensation almost sharp with how sensitive he was. Yet he couldn't deny how incredible it felt, his gaze drawn back down to the pink-haired T-Doll as she dragged her kissable lips over the tip, sucking her way up the tip each time. She took him no deeper than that; leaving it up to her hand to jerk him off and work him up, barely giving him any time to recover from his previous orgasm.
Then M16A1 joined in. The more cocky T-Doll smirked up at him, leaning in and poking SOP's fingers – prompting SOP to let his dick go. M16A1 wasted no time in leaning in, head tilted slightly to the side as her lips attached themselves to his girth and sucked on it, the lewd sensation accompanied by an equally-lewd slurp sound. Together both SOP and M16A1 looked up at him, amusement evident in their eyes as they worked together to please his cock.
''Haah...'' The sight was made that little bit more lewd by the fact both were naked; laying down on their fronts and giving him an arousing view of their rears – SOP's in particular having red marks from where he'd spanked her.
A swirling tongue around the tip send shivers up his body, the subsequent wet suck causing him to groan. Laying a hand on SOP's head he pushed her down a bit, making her take more of his cock inside and allowing him to feel her kissable lips slid down under the tip, taking just over a third of his cock into her warm wet mouth. M16A1 wasn't left out either, his right hand holding her head and pushing her more towards the base, tempting her to lick and lap around it with skilled strokes of her tongue.
Then SOP leaned her head back a bit, her pinkish lips kissing half of his cock – tempting M16A1 to lean up and capture the other half of his cock in her mouth, sealing her lips against SOP's. The pink-haired T-Doll giggled into the kiss, the sound ticklish against his tongue and pulling a tight groan from the Commander's throat, unable to stay quiet when he watched two of his beautiful subordinates playfully fight over his cock with their mouths, their cocks both slipping out and wrestling with his cock caught between.
''Haah...'' The Commander exhaled a tight breath.
Movement ahead made him peek up, heat flushing at his cheeks when he remembered the other three girls sat across from him. RO watched with burning cheeks and a white-knuckled grip on her towel, M4A1 had her thighs tightly together and watched with steam squealing from her ears, and STAR was watching with rosy cheeks and a dazed look, enraptured.
His attention swiftly went back south as a mutual moan tickled his dick, arousal throbbing up his cock as both SOP and M16A1 sucked in unison. Then M16A1 pulled back to catch her breath, panting lightly – and SOP greedily took the entire tip into her mouth, sucking on it. The Commander couldn't resist and pushed her head down, intimately feeling her tongue graze his shaft and her wet lips slide down over his girth, stopping only when they touched the base of his cock and he was throbbing inside her throat.
''Mmph~!'' SOP made a surprise sound, unable to lift her head with his hand keeping her down. ''Mm~?''
He bucked his hips, eliciting a muted moan from SOP. Slurping she leaned back a bit and he loosened his hold enough for her to release half of his cock, only to then promptly shove her back down, making her deep-throat him once more. The slick saliva, the wet heat, the laboured breaths; all of it together made her throat feel downright irresistible, doubly so when he knew that SOP liked it rough.
''Ghk- glp- gkh- shk-!'' SOP made wet-sounding grunts as he pushed her up-and-down his shaft, fucking her mouth.
Until soon he gripped her by the hair and pulled her back up, eliciting a loud gasp as her head was yanked back – mouth still wide open and with strings of saliva hanging between her lips and his cock. Sparing a look at M16A1 the Commander gripped her hair roughly too, earning a slight grin from the T-Doll before she willingly took the head of his cock into her mouth, lips pursing around it; and tempting him to shove her down too.
A moan tumbled out of his mouth as the T-Doll took his cock down her throat, the wet warmth sliding against his shaft heightening the needy want within it. With his hand on her head he could control how fast he wanted M16A1 to go, alternating between rough choke-inducing bobs to slower slurps, the brunette not resisting his rough face-fuck. He didn't leave SOP unattended either, his hand reaching down and playing with one of her breasts idly; groping it and jiggling it about, making her giggle,
''Ghk- ghk- ghk-!'' M16A1 gagged each time he shoved her down his cock, his rough shoves leaving her lips wet with her own saliva.
Until he then yanked her off too, leaving her gasping at the sudden change of pace and coughing lightly on the spit stuck in her throat, one hand coming up to wipe it away. His cock throbbed and pulsed with lust, pre-cum gathering at the tip as his second orgasm hung ever so near, almost tempting him to just grab his cock so he could satisfy the throbbing need, wanting release. His next thought was to ask SOP or M16A1 to pleasure him more, the memory of their kissing lips on his tip so enamouring in that moment-
-when his gaze went up, and he found M4A1 standing up from her seat.
The T-Doll blushed darkly under his intense gaze, towel hugged to her front – before she then let it slip from between her slim fingers. It fell to the floor and laid bare her beautiful body; flawless skin exposed from her plump breasts to her slim hips and lithe frame. She tentatively smiled at him and closed the short few steps between them, lowering herself down onto her knees in front of him, her intent to relieve his lust all too apparent to everyone in the room.
''D...'' She swallowed, demure. ''Don't be afraid to be rough with me too, Commander... I can take it.''
The shy words sent a shiver up his spine, dick visibly twitching in excitement. Seeing that M4A1 shifted a little closer, hands landing on his thighs and her head leaning in, breath touching his cock – until her lips enveloped the tip. An instant groan shot out of his throat and the Commander laid his right hand on her head, fingers weaving in through her brown hair and nudging her down more, loving the wet warmth that progressively engulfed more and more of his cock.
Until he sped up the process and roughly pushed her head down. The underside of his cock slid over her wet tongue and down her tight throat, instantly causing M4A1 to choke – but the Commander held her face flush against his crotch, groaning through gritted teeth as he felt her throat convulse around his meat. He loosened his hold a few seconds later, allowing the T-Doll to lean back and cough, sucking in some air from around his cock.
''Mmph!'' M4A1's eyes bulged when he shoved her right back down, giving her no time to take things slow.
Gripping her hair lightly the Commander began to bob her head, yanking her back up a bit before shoving herb back down. Unlike with SOP or M16A1 the blow-job wasn't a sideways one, allowing him to feel M4A1's tongue rub and stroke against the sensitive underside of his cock, the angle making his cock slide right down her throat. Every exhaled breath tickled his cock and every bit of drool smeared itself over his shaft, the erotic sensations only encouraging the Commander to be rougher, to fuck M4A1's mouth with borderline bestial vigour.
''Crap, M-M4...!'' He gasped out.
''Ghk, Mmph, guhk-'' M4A1 could only gag out, his hips lifting up to bury his cock down her throat-
-until with a sharp, drawn-out curse, the Commander blew his load down M4A1's throat. He shoved her down his cock and held her there, cock stuck down her throat as he blew his load, riding out his intense, mind-whitening orgasm. He felt her tongue spasm against the underside of his cock and her throat convulse around the tip, each ragged cough and rasp heightening the pleasure stinging his hypersensitive nerves.
''Ah... haah...'' The Commander held M4A1 still, gasping for air. ''That... felt good... wow...''
SOP poked his cheek, earning his attention. ''Hey, Commander?''
''Mm?''
''I don't think M4A1 can breathe with you holding her like that, y'know.''
Still caught up in his daze the Commander only blinked for a second – before he felt more than heard M4A1 choke around his cock, unable to breath with it down her throat.
Blushing in embarrassment the Commander released M4A1, and in a heartbeat the T-Doll pulled back; gasping in lungfuls of air only to cough as she got some spit in her windpipe, prompting M16A1 to amusedly lean over and hit her back a few times. That seemed to help her a bit, her coughs slowing down as she caught her breath again.
''Sorry.'' The Commander apologised sheepishly.
''I-It's fine.'' M4A1 smiled shyly back.
Reassured that he hadn't taken things too roughly with her the Commander took M4A1 by the arm, tugging her up. After a moment she did so, a curious spark entering her eyes as he made her stand up in front of him – and she promptly blushed when he stood up with her, his lips meeting hers in a deep, hungry kiss. It took only a second before M4A1 melted into it, groaning as he wrapped his arms around her naked body and pulled her flush against him, his cock rubbing against her pelvis.
Breaking off the kiss the Commander went for her neck, peppering his lips up her flesh and to the back of her ear, nibbling on it. M4A1 whimpered in arousal and tilted her body to the side slightly, tempting him to lift his hand up and cup her right breast, fondling it lightly and bouncing it in his hand, loving how soft and doughy it felt. She mewled cutely into his ear, breathing slightly heavier when he used his thumb to flick and rub her nipple around, the little nub hard with arousal.
''Hm~?'' The Commander smirked as he felt something wet against his thigh, tempting him to release her breast and put his hand between her legs – cupping her dripping folds, her wetness evident. ''Did giving me head turn you on~?''
The T-Doll squeaked, red-faced. Smirking the Commander pressed his fingers upon her folds and rubbed her off, eliciting a shuddering exhale from M4A1 before he eased his fingers inside of her – relishing the slick heat that swallowed his fingers up. He pistoned them into her, fingering her shamelessly and coaxing out a cute groan from M4A1's throat, her pussy gripping his fingers tight. When he scissored his fingers apart she gasped and when he curled them inwards she moaned, legs trembling beneath her own weight.
A spasm rippled through her lower half when he then suddenly yanked his fingers out. Smirking at the T-Doll he grabbed her waist and twisted her around, his left arm wrapping around her taut stomach and holding her flush back against him whilst his right hand held her hip, pulling her ass back against his crotch. Her butt felt delightfully soft, tempting the Commander to hump her and grind his cock on her rear, eliciting an embarrassed moan from M4A1 as she felt his wet cock slide between her cheeks.
''Commander...'' M4A1 whined, embarrassed.
Grinning he kissed the back of her ear, trailing his lips down to her neck – getting off on the hot, shy moan that he coaxed out of M4A1. He kept working his hips, grinding on her soft ass and soon tempting her to push her butt back, increasing the friction against his cock. Growing bolder his right hand went up her front, tickling her belly and making her shudder before slipping it up to her chest – grabbing a rough handful of her right breast and groping it, loving the moan he squeezed out of her.
However as erotic as the situation was, he wanted more of her. Thus with one last kiss onto her neck the Commander reached down and grabbed his cock, sliding the tip down across her soft butt before moving it down, pressing it against her folds – and then with a low groan he pushed inside. M4A1 buckled at the slow penetration and moaned, her inner walls tightening sharply around his intruding cock.
''Mn...!'' The Commander grunted and bucked his hips, pushing more of himself into her. ''Hah, you're tight...''
''D-Don't say that...'' She moaned in embarrassment.
Stifling a chuckle the Commander laid his hand on her hip again, rearing his own hips back – before then promptly burying his shaft back inside of her. M4A1's knees buckled inwards and she released a deep moan of pleasure, intimately feeling his cock scrape against her honeyed walls and hit her deepest parts, finally filling her pussy. The Commander didn't stop to enjoy it however; puffing out hot breaths into her ear as he continued to slowly thrust in-and-out of her slick hole, the tight flesh squeezing him becoming addictive.
What only made it more erotic was the fact both were standing in the middle of the room, her four sisters sat around them. M4A1 seemed to be deliberately ignoring that fact, her eyes screwed shut and moans tumbling out of her lips as he buried his cock into her – tempting him to pick up the pace, thrusting his hips out with growing passion and smacking his pelvis against her rear, the resounding slap of raw flesh an erotic one to be sure.
''Mm! Ah, ah~!'' M4A1 mewled out, her pursed lips failing to muffle the lewd sounds.
Grinning the Commander buried his face into her neck, kissing her sweaty flesh and bucking his hips forth, stuffing his cock into her with each hard thrust. Her ass jiggled each time his pelvis slapped up against it, the rest of her body spasming a moment later – leaning forwards slightly when her muscles loosened up until he pulled her back up against him. M4A1 replied by tilting as far back as her body would let her, leaning her head over her shoulder and meeting his lips in a deep kiss.
''Mm~!'' M4A1 let out a hot moan when he grabbed her right breast, fondling it once more.
Wet, fleshy smacks echoed throughout the sauna as he pounded her hard and fast, the arm wrapped around her stomach the only thing stopping M4A1 from stumbling forth out of his grip. He took full advantage of that, ramming his cock into her and railing her raw, every spasming clench of her pussy coaxing out a tight groan from his throat, the pleasure all the more intense after several orgasms. Just remembering the lips that went down his cock added to his simmering arousal, encouraging him to hammer her pussy like she was the last woman on the planet.
A gasp escaped M4A1, followed swiftly by a rasping, shuddering moan. Unable to hold the position any longer M4A1 hung her head forth, moans spilling out of her mouth as he fucked her so passionately, her legs quivering underneath her. Groping her breast and holding onto it the Commander ravenously fucked her, feeling how her searing insides spasmed around his girth, only encouraging him to keep moving.
''Ah, Commander, Commander!'' M4A1 cried out.
Pressure raced up his cock and he held onto her tight, gasping right into her ear – before with a cry of pleasure M4A1 came suddenly, her whole body buckling from the force of her orgasm. Wet flesh pressed down upon his swollen cock and honey squirted out around it, the sensation tipping him over the edge and coaxing out a rush of warmth; a moan escaping him as he unloaded his warmth inside of her M4A1. In unison their bodies jerked, his hips smacking against her ass with hard, slow thrusts, both stiff as he creampied her.
The Commander managed a scarce few more thrusts, feeling how sloppy her insides were becoming – before with a deep groan he jerked his hips back and pulled out. Cum spilled out of M4A1 in plentiful amounts, eliciting a whimper from the T-Doll as he left her pussy empty, her thighs shaking as his semen dribbled down them.
Loosening his hold on her the Commander guided M4A1 the final few steps over to the nearest bench, easing her down onto it – smiling when she all but collapsed down onto it with a moan. ''Ahh...''
Straightening back up he cast his gaze over to RO and STAR, causing both girls to blush darkly, averting their eyes. He was about to suggest something with them as well – when a hand suddenly came around his waist, grabbing his cock and jerking him off. He gasped at the sudden burst of pleasure, knees buckling and a groan swift to bubble out of his throat, the overwhelming friction of a hand sliding up-and-down his girth melting his mind.
The hand soon stopped, and the owner walked around from behind him – M16A1. ''Wanna fuck me next~?''
The languid vulgarity brought a smirk to the Commander's lips, and with a lustful grin took her right cheek in his hand and brought her into a kiss, his other hand going for her right breast. Humming into the kiss M16A1 took his cock into her hand and jerked him off, her hand moving back-and-forth with rough tugs and coaxing out a bubbling groan from his throat, the sound muted by their sealed lips.
Then with a pop their lips separated. Smirking at him M16A1 daintily strutted backwards, easing herself down onto the bench, her legs drifting open. Aroused by the sight she laid bare to him the Commander grabbed her soft thighs and tugged her down the bench slightly, her legs opening wide and allowing him to press his cock against her entrance. He slid the tip along her slit several times, coaxing out a low moan from M16A1's lips.
Then he guided his cock lower, and pushed – finally sliding inside her slick sex. ''Mn...''
M16A1 tensed briefly, relaxing in the next moment and expelling a deep, throaty moan with it. The sound was only made more erotic by the tight wet flesh that clamped around his cock, encouraging the Commander to bury his meat into her more, prying her inner walls apart inch by inch until his entire cock was stuffed into her, throbbing and twitching against her inner walls. M16A1 shuddered at the deep penetration, her stomach taut and rippling with the occasional spasm, restraining the urge to just melt into putty.
''Hah...'' M16A1 exhaled a hot breath. ''C'mon, don't leave a girl waitin'~''
The Commander lustfully agreed, rearing his hips back until only the tip was left inside, and then promptly slammed back into her. The sudden rough thrust coaxed a gasp from M16A1's lips – a gasp that he silenced with a kiss, devouring the T-Doll's horny moan as he began to fuck her, his cock scraping her insides with each thrust. He leaned over her as he worked his hips, hands on either side of her naked body and his pelvis pressing into hers, the close contact extracting more lustful sounds from M16A1.
Bouncing flesh below made him break off the kiss, gaze drawn down to M16A1's chest – her ample bust jiggling in tandem with each skin-smacking thrust, soon tempting his right hand up; grabbing ahold of her left breast in a greedy grip. It squished beneath his groping fingers, the soft flesh erotic and heightening his all-consuming lust, fuelling his hips and making him pound M16A1 raw, his cock snugly embraced by her honeyed inner walls.
''Mm~! Hah, heh~'' M16A1 smirked against his lips, grabbing onto the back of his head and mashing their lips together the moment he dared to lean back.
Groaning into her mouth the Commander released her breasts, instead running his palms along her creamy legs and spreading them open wide, the position making her tighten pleasurably around his cock. Daringly the Commander soon slowed his thrusts down, the fast-paced slapping becoming slow, fleshy smacks, the change in pace leaving M16A1 groaning needily. She tugged on his hair and groaned his name but neither made him move faster, his own lips curling up at the corners as he teased the T-Doll.
Until someone got behind him – SOP. Grinning cheekily the busty T-Doll wrapped her arms around his chest in a hug and began to hump him from behind, giggling into his ear as she squished her soft boobs against his back and tickled his ear with her warm breaths. The erotic sensations kicked his lust into overdrive and his hips sped right back up, his thrusts quickening until he was pounding M16A1 hard and raw once more.
''Mm! Fuck! Yes!'' M16A1 cursed in delight, gasping. ''Fuck, harder!''
''Gladly...!'' The Commander gritted out, reclaiming her lips.
M16A1 moaned openly into his mouth, their pelvises clapping together each time his shaft slammed into her dripping pussy, filling her to the brim each time. Behind him SOP continued her teasing ministrations, cooing into his ear and introducing her tongue into the mix, using the tip of it to trace his ear or lick up his neck. Every time he reared his hips back as well he inadvertently pushed his ass back into SOP, her warm body spooning his before she pushed back, encouraging him to bury his cock back into M16A1.
''C'mon~ Cum already~'' SOP cooed into his ear, raking her nails across his bare chest. ''I wanna turn too~''
''Mn, b-be patient SOP...'' M16A1 groaned out in the brief moments their lips were separated.
The Commander shuddered at the lewd conversation, unable to ignore the warmth of SOP's body against his back, feeling the curve of her hips and the softness of her chest. Still he refocused on the woman beneath him, grunting into M16A1's mouth as he grabbed her sides and pounded her with renewed vigour, the slapping of wet flesh rising in pitch as he went all-out, his shaft pulsating within her hot pussy as his end neared.
M16A1 shifted her hands, grabbing onto his biceps and groaning his name under her breath, unable to maintain the kiss any longer – gasping and panting. She lolled her head back and let a string of throaty groans rumble out of her throat, the erotic flush on her cheeks adding to her beauty. His gaze was then drawn further south, gazing at her jiggling tits and becoming hypnotised by them, the repetitive smacking of raw flesh ringing in his ears-
''C-Crap...!''
-until finally the Commander couldn't hold back the tide of warmth within his cock, the first spurt erupting from the tip just as he began to rear his hips back. Instantly he rammed himself back into her, hitting her innermost parts just as the next rope of cum spurted out and splattered across her inner walls, painting her inside a milky white. His orgasm instantly became twice as powerful as M16A1 buckled beneath him, a deep moan of lust filling his mouth as she orgasmed with him, strangling his cock with her quivering insides and wringing his seed out of him.
The T-Doll rode out her own orgasm with a pleased flush to her cheeks, back lifting up and her stomach remaining taut – before with an explosive exhale M16A1 loosened up, easing herself back against the wall and bench. The Commander took the hint and pulled out, panting heavily and gazing down at her weeping folds, a trickle of milky white seeping out of M16A1. As if to tease him the T-Doll then stuck two fingers inside of herself, groaning as she fingered herself lightly.
''My turn!'' SOP happily cheered, grabbing him by his sides and whirling him around to face her – kissing him in a heartbeat. ''Mm~!''
Still hard and ready for the more the Commander acquiesced to her impatient wants, shoving his left hand between her legs and pushing three fingers into her sex – the unexpected digits eliciting a moan of surprise from SOP's throat. She held onto him and he broke off the kiss, lustful smirk curling at his lips as he promptly buried his face into her neck; smooching her sweaty flesh and jamming his fingers into her more, feeling how slick and sloppy she still was.
Giggling SOP grabbed his wrist, yanking his fingers out of her after just a few seconds – shushing him with a kiss on the ear. Her hands laid themselves upon his chest in the next moment and gave him a hard shove, sending him stumbling back onto the bench behind him and allowing SOP to drop to her knees in front of him, giddy as she crawled in close. Laying her palms upon his thighs she wasted no time in leaning in, her breath tickling the tip before her lips finally enveloped the head of his cock, giving it a loud, wet suck.
''Mn!'' The Commander grunted out, a pleasurable spike shooting down his cock.
SOP clearly noticed, giddy amusement in her eyes as she took more of his sensitive length into her mouth, sucking hard. Even though she had just blown him not that long ago it still felt just as good as the first time; if anything it felt better given how sensitive he was. Intimately he could feel her lips graze over his cock, her exhaled breaths tickling the tip and her wet tongue stroking up his girth, wet and hot in its intensity. She put her tongue to good use too; spicing things up by curling it around his cock and slurping up the side, or leaning upright and using only her tongue on the tip.
''Mm~'' SOP hummed happily as she swirled her tongue around the head of his cock; looking him in the eye with her bright red ones as she did so. ''Good~?''
''Definitely.'' The Commander groaned out, lustful.
Giggling SOP released his cock temporarily, grabbing it and jerking it off for several intense seconds before abruptly stopping. The Commander shifted, panting and confused – only for his cheeks to darken as he watched SOP look down at her breasts and cup them, her lips curving up into a mischievous grin. Then without an iota of shame or embarrassment the T-Doll leaned up on her knees, and smothered his cock between her soft, pillowy breasts.
''Hah!'' The Commander couldn't contain his sharp exhale of pleasure. ''SOP...!''
Laughing at his reaction SOP squished her tits together, the hot flesh erotic against his shaft. Buzzes of pleasure teased his length as she began to move them up-and-down, lifting her breasts up before pushing them back down with his cock trapped between them, the gentle friction made more intense when SOP drooled down onto the head of his cock, her spit trickling down it and lubricating his shaft a bit, letting it slide against her soft tits easier.
Movement to SOP's right drew his eye, and his lust skyrocketed as he watched RO approach him, her own towel discarded. She blushed furiously under his lustful gaze, one arm draped over her large, soft-looking bust and her other hand covering her lower half, flustered. Not that it did much to deter SOP once the pink-haired girl saw her, a grin swift to curl at SOP's lips.
''C'mere!''
''Ah?! S-SOP?!''
The breasts smothered his cock left, but the Commander didn't have the time to mourn the loss – lustfully watching as both SOP and RO got on either side of him, and then as one began to give him a double-titfuck. His throbbing cock was smothered between both of their breasts, their large sizes making their boobs visibly squish together, nipples poking and leaving RO moaning in embarrassment, her burning cheeks easily visible against her fair skin.
However RO was nothing if not determined. With burning cheeks she mimicked SOP's movements, both girls pushing their breasts together and squeezing his cock between them, the onslaught of soft, smothering flesh melting the Commander's mind. What it lacked in friction it made up for it in sheer lewdness, the hot breaths that puffed over the tip heightening his sensitivity – making it all the more potent when SOP or RO leaned in, sucking on the tip or spitting upon it, helping keep his dick wet.
Between the two he stood no chance, the heat within his cock reaching its apex swiftly. ''Hah!''
Cum erupted from his cock like a lewd volcano, spurting up and splattering across both RO's and SOP's faces. The former squealed whilst the latter laughed, more spurts of cum shooting up from his cock and hitting RO on the chin and SOP on the cheek, the following shots splattering across their generous busts and coating them in milky ropes of semen. Some of it even leaked down their cleavage, visibly making RO shiver from the feeling.
''Mn, ah...'' The Commander smiled breathlessly down at the two. ''Thanks for the assist, RO.''
Her cheeks burned. ''D-Don't phrase it like that...''
Chuckling he spared a look at SOP, watching as she popped her fingers into her mouth and openly sucked them clean of cum before dismissing her with a wave, his attention returning to RO. The T-Doll clearly knew that, her cheeks aflame as she demurely stood up, looking at him for guidance. He replied by holding her hips and pulling her closer, easing her down onto his lap and settling his hands upon her ass. Her soft, malleable ass; his fingers digging into it as he held her close.
''Eep!'' RO squeaked cutely. ''Commander?!''
He chuckled, holding her close until she was leaning his way, her chin nearly resting upon his head – allowing him to drop his right hand down and grab his cock, pointing it up. Blindly he aimed about until he felt the tip of his cock touch her folds, slowly lowering her down and loosening his hold on his cock at the same time – until finally the tip pushed inside, tempting him to release his cock and grab her ass, pulling her down.
''O-Ohh~'' RO couldn't hope to hold back her moan, her face cutely scrunching up with bliss. ''M-Mn...''
''Like that?'' The Commander teased.
''S-Shut up...''
Chuckling to himself the Commander lifting his hips up, thrusting his cock into her wet hole just as he pushed her down onto it, burying himself up to the hilt within her. RO quivered at the feeling, soft moans tumbling uncontrollably out of her mouth as he fucked her slowly, getting her used to his cock. The position also had the pleasant side-effect of leaving their connecting parts visible to SOP; the T-Doll sat down on the floor and watching with a hand between her legs, unashamedly at that.
RO soon noticed that too. ''H-Hey! S-S-Stop watching!''
His hand came down, spanking her ass and making her yelp. ''Easy. Let her have her fun.''
RO just whimpered in embarrassment, her pussy tightly gripping his cock with how tense she was. In response he massaged her smooth ass, calming her down – before then immediately spanking her again. The unexpected strike made her yelp once more, the cute sound ringing in his ears – the yelp swiftly escalating into a shriek when he then stood up, with her still impaled on his cock. In a heartbeat RO clung onto him, nails digging into his shoulders and legs wrapping around his waist, her insides strangling his cock pleasurably.
Groaning in lust the Commander carried RO down onto the floor, easing her flat on her back – before he began to rail her. A shrill shriek escaped the T-Doll as he suddenly began to fuck her so roughly, his cock hitting her innermost parts with the force of a jack hammer before yanking back out, his shaft hitting all her sweet spots on the way out and hitting them on the way back in. His pelvis impacted hers and he heard more than saw how wet she was, the lewd sound pleasantly erotic.
''A-Ah! S-Slow down~!'' RO cried out, clawing at the floor above her head.
In response the Commander snatched her wrists and pinned them to the floor, grinning cheekily down at her. RO tried to pout up at him but couldn't form the expression, her lips parting as she released another reflexive moan and her back lifting up off the floor, emphasising her cum-covered boobs. They jiggled and bounced as he smacked himself inside of her, the erotic bouncing accompanied by the tight wet flesh that constricted his cock like a vice, trying to milk him dry.
Slap slap slap slap~
The lewd sound resonated throughout the room, made louder by how his hips clapped against her squishy thighs too. Despite her feeble protests he knew how much RO must've been wanting this, intimately feeling how soaking wet she was around his cock – coating his shaft in her glistening honey each time he yanked his cock out. With her wrists pinned above her head too there was nothing to hid her beautiful figure from view, his lustful eyes wandering from her breasts to her waist, watching his cock slide into her folds and fill her right up with every thrust.
RO noticed easily, whimpering in shameful embarrassment as he looked her over. Flashing her a light grin the Commander released her wrists and shifted them down to either side of her head, the position more comfortable for the T-Doll and allowing him to look her in the eye easier, holding her gaze as he pistoned his cock into her velvety tunnel, feeling every quiver and clench of her muscles.
''Mn... gonna cum soon...'' The Commander breathed to her, smirk still curled at his lips. ''Want it inside or outside?''
The T-Doll shuddered, the simple words turning her on. The idea aroused him too admittedly, indecision bubbling up within him as he warred over what to do. Should he bury himself up to the hilt inside and creampie her, like the others? Or should he yank his cock out just as he reached his peak and spurt his milky load up her taut belly and over her breasts, marking her flesh with his seed? Both were tempting, and the hot flesh clamping around his cock made the former more inviting, the thought of leaving her tight embrace a hard one.
And as his thrusts quickened, flesh slapping louder and muscles getting tighter he found himself running out of time to decide, the pressure mounting within his cock too enamouring to resist. He tried to hold back, to drag it out a little longer – but soon the burning want became too powerful to resist, and as the Commander felt her squeeze him one more time, he came undone.
''Mn!''
His hips jerked forwards, and he unload hot splatters of cum inside RO – extracting a cute squeal of pleasure from the T-Doll and he painted her insides white. His cock scraped against her quivering inner walls as he kept thrust, bucking his body back-and-forth-
-before on one thrust he pulled further back, and slipped out. A hand not his own came around from behind and grabbed his cock, jerking it off for him and extracting a throaty groan from him even as he shot his cum load up RO's stomach and between her heaving breasts, one long rope hitting her in the face and making her splutter as some of it got in her mouth. The ensuing ropes of cum were shorter, several hitting the underside of her plump breasts or arching over her smooth belly, the last few spurts dripping down onto her pelvis and pussy.
''Haah... haah...'' The Commander panted heavily, throbbing in SOP's hand. ''Thanks...''
''No problem~'' SOP cheerfully replied.
''Ugh...'' Beneath him RO cringed, wiping at her lips. ''Some of it got in my mouth...''
''Just swallow it~ It's fine~'' SOP merrily said.
''It's bitter though...''
The Commander chuckled, easing himself up to his feet and leaving RO and SOP to relax together; turning his gaze onto STAR. The T-Doll blushed under his aroused gaze, her towel still on and wrapped around her lithe body, one hand holding the rim of it. However she like her sisters wasn't opposed to his silent offer, her cheeks burning darker... before finally STAR let go of her towel, letting it slide down off her slim legs and fall to the floor, leaving her sitting on the bench naked.
He sat down on the bench next to her, smirking lightly and wrapping his right arm around her slim side – his hand ending between her legs. His fingers tickled over her folds and coaxed out a soft shudder from the pink-haired girl, her demure gaze drifting over to him even as he pressed his fingers on her folds, rubbing small, lustful circles on her pussy. She tried to pretend that it didn't affect her but he could tell it did, tempting him to bury two fingers inside of her.
''M-Mn...'' STAR exhaled a quiet breath, cheeks burning darker when he leaned it. ''...fine...''
Their lips met in a slow, deep kiss; muffling STAR's moan as he began to pump his fingers into her pussy. She smothered his intruding digits with her hot insides, and to his delight he found that she was already wet; her inner walls slick as he weaselled his fingers around her insides. When he scissored them apart she let out a gasp, the sound muffled by their sealed lips and tempting him to invade her mouth with his tongue, the wet appendage finding hers and wrestling with it.
Moaning shyly STAR fought back, but she was far from skilled with her tongue. They dragged out the tongue-kiss for a few more moments before burning lungs forced him back, sucking in a quiet gulp of air – only to then reignite the kiss, devouring STAR's aroused moan. His fingers pressed together and slid around in lewd circles, stroking her inner walls and pressing his thumb down upon her clit, rubbing it and causing her legs to jerk and spasm.
Their lips broke apart, and STAR released a gasp when he yanked his fingers out with it. ''Here, shift like this...''
STAR's cheeks burned and she obeyed, sitting up and letting him hold her waist, guiding her onto his lap. His cock, swollen and erect, rubbed against her small but perky rear – tempting him to rock his hips, grinding on her rear. Whilst not as soft and smooth as M4A1's butt, STAR still had an appreciable rear, something he gladly whispered into her ear; burning her cheeks with the lewd whisper.
However as nice as it was he wasn't intent on humping her. Instead he held her waist and lifted her up a tiny bit, his other hand grasping his hard length and lining himself up with her pussy – before he dropped her down.
''Hah!'' STAR's back went rigid as the gasp fled her throat, eyes wide as his cock stuffed her full.
Beneath her the Commander groaned, laying his hands over her thighs and pulling her down more, prying her tight pussy apart until his entire length was snugly buried inside of her. A slow hiss bubbled out of his throat when she clenched around him, the sensation intense and leaving his mind briefly fried – she was definitely the tightest out of the five girls, perhaps owing to her petite frame. Even with how wet she was it was a snug fit, tempting him to slowly hump his hips up to start with.
Mewling STAR matched his movements, rocking her hips back-and-forth and effectively grinding on his cock, stirring him around her insides. He matched her tempo, moving his hips in tandem with hers. When she began to speed up so too did he, his slow humps becoming light thrusts, his cock barely leaving her folds before he buried it right back inside of her, the welcoming heat of her womanhood an addictive one.
''Mn, ah, ah...'' STAR leaned her torso forwards and held onto the sides of the bench, panting as she began to ride him in earnest.
The Commander leaned back and enjoyed the view, lust throbbing through his cock as he watched her peachy butt bump against his pelvis repeatedly. He ran his hands over her thighs or tickling between them, briefly teasing her lower lips and causing her to tighten sharply around him – the clenching pressure coaxing a groan out of his throat. Still hungry for more he ran his hands further up, touching her flat belly until he found her breasts higher up, groping her small tits and rubbing his thumbs upon her nipples.
In response STAR worked her hips with growing vigour, her lips pursed as she impaled herself upon his cock repeatedly, enveloping his throbbing length with her slick heat. From behind he got an arousing view of the act, heightening the tingling pleasure that climbed up his cock, begging for the same release that he'd felt the last few rounds. And soon that mounting pleasure emboldened him to pull STAR back towards him, her back flush against his chest.
''Mm?! Command- ah!'' STAR cutely cried out as he bucked his hips up, burying his cock within her dripping folds. ''Ah~!''
Skin erotically slapped together as he plunged himself up just as she pushed herself back down, his cock sliding into her slick hole with slippery ease. One of his hands came up and snaked up under her knees, holding her legs up – giving him more control and fuelling his lust, encouraging the Commander to thrust faster. In his arms the T-Doll melted into putty; gasping and moaning endlessly as he rammed himself into her depths, the friction of him sliding into her pushing her closer and closer to the edge.
''Ah, hah, Commander, Commander-!''
She was cut short however as M16A1 shifted in front of her, a shit-eating grin on her face – before she went down on STAR and gave her clit a long, wet lick.
The single stroke was all it took to push STAR over the edge, a bubbling cry escaping her lips as she orgasmed upon his cock, seizing tightly around it. Her fleshy inner walls strangled his cock like a vice, accelerating the burning need within – and then with a moan of pure bliss the Commander unloaded hot ropes of cum into the T-Doll, pulling her down his shaft and holding her still as he painted her inner walls white.
''Mn, a-ah...'' STAR shuddered and gasped, rocking her hips futilely to get some extra friction going, dragging out her powerful orgasm.
The Commander however had finally ran dry; expelling a puffing breath and loosening his hold on STAR, letting her all but collapse atop him and use him like a chair, still impaling on his slowly-softening cock. Only once he was fully soft did STAR shift off of his lap, dazedly sitting down next to him and leaning against his shoulder for support, face red and eyes glazed over, lost in her own pleasure.
''Heh.'' M16A1 smugly sat down on his other side. ''One hell of a way to relax, eh Commander?''
''You can say that again...'' He breathed, exhausted.
Though despite how exhaustive it had been, he couldn't say he disliked it.
[END]
A/N: Also, as a playful inquiry, out of the five who would you rather be stuck in a sauna room alone with~? Hehe~