"Wooow, Truk is so awesome!" Fubuki exclaimed as she dropped onto one of the beds in the room she shared with Mutsuki and Yuudachi. "We each got our own, individual beds, instead of the bunk beds back home!"
They'd all been at Truk for a few days in preparation for the upcoming operations, and Fubuki had already become quite accustomed to Truk's increased comfort levels over the old base. Lavish meals, large beds, and beautiful beaches made for a place that was more like a resort than a naval base, and Fubuki loved it.
"Mmm, yeah. It's a really lovely place, and all the girls who were here already have been really nice and helpful. There must be a big operation coming up, nya" Mutsuki said, lying on her side on one of the beds next to Fubuki's. Yuudachi was in the room as well, sitting on the third bed.
"The food is, like, super amazing too-poi. I'm so stuffed I can't even, like, move-pooi" Yuudachi said, a pleased expression on her face and a hand across her stomach. She lied back, her legs hanging off the edge of the bed, and put the back of her other hand to her forehead. "So, like, tired, poi. Poooii..."
"Training's definitely picked up lately, hasn't it?" Fubuki asked, and turned her attention back to Mutsuki, who nodded. It seemed like every day they were out doing drills and exercises, and patrols had increased as well. There was even, Fubuki had heard, a picket line of fleetgirls several miles out from Truk, to serve as advanced warning.
"Mmm, but at least we have such great accommodations to look forward to coming back to when we're out there, nya" Mutsuki said, and Fubuki nodded at that. She was about to respond when the door to their room was flung open and in stepped Shimakaze, her usual smug grin on her face. She locked eyes with Fubuki and approached.
"Hey there, Shimakaze-chan. What brings you here?" Fubuki asked, and Shimakaze hopped onto the bed. Fubuki had been lying on her stomach and was forced to roll onto her side to face the free-spirited destroyer girl, who had her hands in her lap.
"It's time, special-type! You and me, sex, now. We'll see just who can finish the fastest!" Shimakaze said, and folded her arms over her chest. Fubuki looked at Mutsuki, who just smiled. Fubuki rubbed the back of her neck and laughed sheepishly.
"Shouldn't we try to see who can last the longest?" Fubuki asked, and Shimakaze scoffed.
"That's boooring! C'mon, do you want to stick it in me or not?"
"I'll stick it in you-poi."
"Not you, Nightmare! Tonight's the special-type's test; I'll tend to you after" Shimakaze countered, and Yuudachi pouted. Fubuki rolled onto her back and sat up, and Shimakaze moved to straddle her. Fubuki would've been lying if she'd said that Shimakaze's figure and revealing outfit didn't turn her on, and she was definitely eager to see what was so special about Shimakaze.
"Alright, um..." Fubuki said, and began to undress. Shimakaze evidently couldn't control herself and decided to just tear Fubuki's clothes off of her, a move that made Fubuki yelp in surprise. Her panties and skirt soared to the floor and pretty soon Shimakaze's own garments joined them, and Fubuki marveled at Shimakaze's lithe physique, as well as...
"You shave? None of the other girls I've been with shave...down there..." Fubuki said, and Shimakaze grinned.
"It's way better like this, trust me. Once you've had it bare, you'll never go back" Shimakaze said, oh so confidently. She quickly positioned herself over Fubuki's cock and pushed her pussy down onto it. Fubuki hissed in delight and placed her hands on Shimakaze's hips, and Shimakaze smirked.
"I've heard how hands-on you like to be" Shimakaze said, and began to pivot her hips up and down. She herself let out a sigh as she rode Fubuki's cock and she put her hands on Fubuki's stomach for stability. Fubuki marveled at the way her cock dipped in and out of Shimakaze's pussy and how much she was able to see with no pubic hair in the way. Being so used to doing the thrusting herself Fubuki felt a little restless just lying there and letting Shimakaze do all the work, but she let the headstrong girl ride her stiff cock the way she wanted.
"Shima...kaze..." Fubuki huffed, and Shimakaze smirked even wider. It wasn't even like Shimakaze was going faster than Fubuki liked, but there was something truly magical about the other girl's pussy. It was tight and slick in a way Fubuki hadn't experienced before, and without a single hair on either one of their crotches it was almost like more of Fubuki's cock was able to plunge into Shimakaze's pussy. The sight was almost as exciting as the feeling itself, and Fubuki's grip tightened. She closed her eyes, wanting to last as long as possible despite Shimakaze's insistence they do it fast.
"I bet it feels great, doesn't it, special-type? The way my pussy swallows up your twitching dick? I bet I'll be your favorite once I'm done with you. Too bad you can't reach my butt from there, I bet you'd like to rub it. Maybe next time that's where you'll put your needy cock, huh?" Shimakaze teased, and Fubuki moaned.
This... Oh my gosh, she's so good... So slick, so tight, so smooth... Fubuki thought. She was afraid she really wouldn't last very long at the rate Shimakaze was going, and was almost tempted to tell her to slow down before she realized it'd be futile. Her hands slid back from Shimakaze's hips to her smooth, creamy thighs, and Fubuki dug her nails into the skin there. "Getting close, special-type? You won't b-beat me!" Shimakaze boasted, and Fubuki took note of the stutter there. Shimakaze was likely much closer to finishing than Fubuki was, but Fubuki had heard of just how much stamina Shimakaze had, and had no doubt that the other girl would probably end up having multiple orgasms.
Fubuki's eyes fluttered open and she looked up at Shimakaze, who gazed back with a flushed, lustful expression. She licked her lips and Fubuki let out another moan and turned her head to the side. She saw Mutsuki still lying on her side, watching them intently with a smile on her face, her knees rubbing together back and forth. Fubuki turned her head back the other way and saw Yuudachi standing right next to the bed, her cock out and drooling precum onto the sheets. As close as she was Fubuki was shocked she hadn't noticed her sooner. Fubuki looked up at Yuudachi who just smiled at her, though Fubuki could see the neediness in Yuudachi's eyes. She was clearly very desperate to be tended to, but Shimakaze had made it clear that she'd have to wait.
Fubuki felt Shimakaze's pivoting slow down and the other girl's body start to quiver, and she figured she was cumming. The way her pussy clenched and unclenched around Fubuki's cock almost pushed the futagirl over the edge, but she managed to hold on. Shimakaze's riding quickly resumed, and her hands traveled up to Fubuki's shoulders. Shimakaze's nearly flat chest swayed back and forth above Fubuki, and she stared at the small breasts. Shimakaze may have had a lithe figure but it was very clear to Fubuki why she was so popular.
"Oh gosh... Shimakaze..." Fubuki breathed, and Shimakaze smiled. Fubuki moved her hands back to the other girl's hips and dug her fingers into the flesh there, the tight grip doing nothing to slow down Shimakaze's riding. Fubuki opened her eyes again to watch Shimakaze's riding and again her attention was drawn to Yuudachi, who had moved to the corner of the bed to get a better view and was still intently watching them, her drooling cock now twitching and flexing involuntarily. Fubuki felt a little bad for her, but it'd definitely be her turn soon.
"Shi- Shimakaze! Oh my gosh, Shima... Hmm! Keep going, d-don't stop... I'm close" Fubuki said, her own cock no doubt leaking precum into Shimakaze's snatch. She throbbed and pulsed, at the edge of her limits. She closed her eyes and grit her teeth together, her fingers digging even harder into Shimakaze's skin.
"Cumming! CUMMING! SHIMA-!" Fubuki cried out, cutting herself off with a loud moaning scream as her cock started erratically spurting her load out into Shimakaze's pussy. Shimakaze slammed her hips down one last time and kept them there, Fubuki's balls rubbing up against the other girl's butt as they drew up against her body. Fubuki writhed against the sheets as her body emptied her load into Shimakaze's snatch, her jerking and pulsing coming to an end all too soon. Fubuki blew out the breath she was holding and started panting, completely drained by Shimakaze.
"Ah... Told you I was the best... You're pretty quick after all! I was only able to have two orgasms, and the second time I...I came was when you did, so... Good job!" Shimakaze said, short of breath herself. Fubuki smiled and she released her hold on Shimakaze, who remained in place as the last of the shudders ran through Fubuki's body. Fubuki took a deep breath and let it out, her heartrate slowly returning to normal. Shimakaze eased herself off of Fubuki and, miraculously, not a single drop of Fubuki's spunk leaked out. Shimakaze sat down between Fubuki's legs and propped herself up, though it looked to Fubuki that Yuudachi was about to jump her.
Fubuki took another deep breath and smiled. "Thank you, Shimakaze... Um, I think Yuudachi..." Fubuki said, earning a grateful nod from Yuudachi, who at this point was audibly whimpering and whining. Shimakaze looked over her shoulder at Yuudachi, smirked, and scooted back to stand. She took Yuudachi by the hand and marched her over to the empty bed, which Yuudachi happily obeyed. Yuudachi's leaking cock trailed precum all along the carpet as she walked beside Shimakaze, her free hand all over Shimakaze's butt and hips. Shimakaze brushed a few of her fingers along Yuudachi's needy cock, which elicited a sharp yelp from her. Fresh precum constantly flowed out, her cock nothing short of rock solid.
"Alright, your turn, Nightmare" Shimakaze said with a smirk, and bent over the bed. Yuudachi wasted absolutely no time in pulling the lube plug out of Shimakaze's bottom and sinking her cock into her fellow shipgirl's butt, and quickly started pounding. Fubuki cleaned herself off, sprawled out on the bed, and turned her attention to Mutsuki.
"Oyo, did you have fun?" Mutsuki asked, and Fubuki nodded.
"She's amazing... It was different having the volunteer do all the work, but I really enjoyed it. Looks like Yuudachi's enjoying it, too" Fubuki said, casting a glance back. It seemed Yuudachi was on track to cum prematurely, though Fubuki doubted that Shimakaze cared too much. Yuudachi had as much of herself pressed to Shimakaze's back as she could, her chin resting on top of Shimakaze's head. "Gosh, but I'm tired..."
"Mmm, better change into your pajamas, nya" Mutsuki said, but Fubuki couldn't muster the energy to do so. She watched as Yuudachi began cumming, yelling loudly as she pumped Shimakaze's bottom full of spunk, and soon thereafter closed her eyes, asleep in minutes.