A/N: Gosh, I didn't realise until I checked just a few minutes ago, but this fic was written all the way back in August 2021. I didn't realise I'd been holding onto it this long.
Do enjoy it~
The Mailman
Early afternoon sunlight, paled by the clouds mottling the sky, poured languidly through the paned glass windows of the Ship-Girl dormitory.
Some Ship-Girls meandered about but many others were either out on sorties or attending to their own duties, leaving the building itself sparsely populated. On occasion men could be seen walking in and out, often decorated with emblems of one agency or another, delivering packages to those that ordered during the busy summer season – many Ship-Girls purchasing fans to handle the heat wave that was expected to come in a few days or so.
The Ironblood girls, who weren't overly familiar with such intense heat, were of the same mind. Thus many found themselves getting knocks on their doors, revealing the mailmen on the other side bringing the packages straight to them; some from military logistics and others from civilian mailing agencies who had permission.
Though despite their earnest speed they worked at, it still wasn't fast enough to sate one Admiral Hipper.
''Mein gott, how long does it take?!''
''Hmph, relax. Have some patience for once, they're just humans.''
''Still! I've waited this long!''
Admiral Hipper scowled something fierce, glaring at nothing in particular as she walked out of her room's shower – a room she shared with her sister-ship Prinz Eugen. Her much bustier younger sister followed out after her, sighing exasperatedly... and both were completely naked, having just escaped from the shower after an exhaustive and sweat-inducing sortie early that morning. Neither even really bothered to cover themselves, being sisters and all; simply hanging their towels over their shoulders or idly drying themselves with them.
As they walked out Prinz Eugen admired her blonde older sister, running down her toned back all the way to her cute butt. Though Hipper often lamented her lack of assets Eugen knew better than most that her sister wasn't lacking, at least not when one stripped her bare. From Hipper's defined hips to small but attractive breasts, or from her cutely-scowling face and slim figure; she may not been a curvy model, but she was more than desirable to many, no matter how much Hipper seemed to think otherwise.
Thus, with a slight smirk, Eugen slipped behind Hipper and snaked both hands up her front – groping her breasts. ''Have some patience~''
''T-The hell are you touching?!'' Hipper squawked.
''Your boobs.'' Eugen punctuated her words with a grope. ''I know they might be small, but they're still there, you know?''
''I-I know that! I mean why are you- gah!'' Hipper stumbled as Eugen's right hand left her breast, and instead went between her legs. ''H-Hey! What the fu- wuah?!''
Hipper's startled, flustered curse was cut short however as the cruiser tripped on an abandoned plate, stumbling forwards – and thanks to Eugen's weight on her back, she fell, pulling Prinz Eugen with her. With a yelp they fell in a tangled mess of limbs, not helped when Hipper squirmed and struggled beneath her bustier sister, spitting harmless curses and threats of violence all the while. Until at last she managed to roll onto her back, glaring up at a very smug Eugen who was laid atop her between her legs, both ending chest-to-chest.
''Bitch.'' Hipper scowled.
''You love me~'' Eugen cooed, leaning down – brushing her lips against Hipper's, making her stiffen with a squeak. ''Won't you show me that, dear Schwester~?''
''Ah... d-don't just fuckin' say that...'' Hipper mumbled even as Eugen's lips drew closer, her large breasts squishing down against Hipper's smaller tits. ''You...''
Eugen smirked, licked her lips and prepared to kiss her – only to be interrupted, as the door clicked open.
''S-Sorry for being late! I was... ah...?''
X-x-X
Two minutes beforehand...
''Hah, hah...! Still on time...''
The panting, laboured words came from one earnest young mailman as he jogged into the Ship-Girl dormitory. The young man moved swiftly, but the toll of running back-and-forth delivering heavy packages took their toll, leaving him flushed and making his white-blue company shirt a bit tight, and his jeans a little uncomfortable, not helped by the tight-fitting brown belt. Yet still he was dutiful in completing his tasks on time, and thus moved without hesitation.
Carrying a box – which was another fan, undoubtedly – the young man ascended the stairs up to the third floor of the building, nobody around to slow him down. A glance at his watch told him that he was nearly going to be behind schedule, and thus with vigour pushed himself, maintaining the quick jog all the way to the door – and in his haste, he opened the door without thinking.
''S-Sorry for being late! I was... ah...?''
The young man trailed off however at the sight before him, a different kind of warmth flooding his cheeks. White walls and light brown wood flooring greeted him, a coffee table and couch in the middle of the spartan room – but it was the two women that captured his full attention. One was Admiral Hipper, who was laid on her back and with a stunned expression, body bare and her smallish breasts squishing against her much bustier sister Prinz Eugen, who's ample chest left much to be seen. It seems they had fallen on top of each other, evidenced by how Hipper's legs remained on either side of Prinz Eugen; the aforementioned busty cruiser on her knees and with her ass stuck up, emphasising it, as did how close their faces were, their lips nearly touching.
With light spilling down over them, glimmering off of the water droplets dotting their utterly naked bodies, and they looked downright angelic in their beauty.
A perception shattered by Admiral Hipper's shrill voice. ''T-The fuck?! Pervert! Don't just stand there and stare! GET OUT!''
Snapping out of his daze the young man stammered out a hasty apology, about to do so – only to be stopped by the smooth, sensual voice of Prinz Eugen. ''Now now, sister, he's not to blame. I did tell you to lock the door before we showered, didn't I?''
''T-That's irrelevant!''
''Not really.'' Prinz Eugen lightly noted, slowly climbing off of her sister-ship. ''Either way, it's not his fault, so don't yell at him.''
The young man couldn't speak, stunned silent as Prinz Eugen stood up fully – baring her body to him with a slight smirk. Everything from her slim shoulders to her plump breasts and wide hips, and even more, were laid bare, the sight both embarrassing him and arousing him in equal measure. Thus he couldn't begin to react even as she sensually approached him... before reaching past him, and shutting the door behind him.
''Um... miss...?'' He murmured out, stunned.
Prinz Eugen just smirked, throwing some loose silver hair over her shoulder without breaking eye contact. ''Even so, I can't well just let you walk out of here after having seen us like this, you know. If you do us a little favour, though... I might just be willing to let you go, hmhm~''
The young man swallowed, flickering his eyes over to Admiral Hipper – earning a glare from the blonde – before looking back at Eugen's smirking visage. ''What... kind of favour?''
The cruiser leaned in, brushing her lips against his ear – before speaking in a low, sensual tone. ''I want you to sleep with my sister. And me too, if you still have the energy afterwards~''
His brain nearly fried at the image she planted in his mind. ''You... you're serious?''
''Of course.'' Sensuality absolutely oozed off of Prinz Eugen's tongue, her whisper hot as it tickled his inner-ear. ''I have my reasons for it. So... are you up for it, or not~?''
The young man just gazed at her in disbelief, unable to think of a single person who would look at the two naked beauties in front of them and turn them down. So he nodded, trying and failing to hide how excited the mere thought made him – something that earned a knowing smirk from Prinz Eugen, the cruiser making an effort to hide her smugness.
She knew he'd accept; she was fully aware of how desirable she herself was, and that the idea of a threesome would make many men drop to their knees begging. She would've been more surprised if he refused... though the fact he didn't seem to be disapproving of Admiral Hipper was a small plus in her book. Good to know her presumptions of her sister's beauty were correct as always.
''Hey, the shit are you two talking about?!'' Admiral Hipper, unable to hear Eugen's whispered words, squawked out. ''And cover yourself up Eugen!''
''Oh, stop worrying.'' The aforementioned silver-haired beauty sung, turning on her heel and sauntering towards her sister.
Experience had taught Hipper when to be wary of her sister, and that experience reared its head right then and there, prompting her to cast a wary look at Prinz Eugen as her younger sister approached – but was unprepared for Eugen to grab her arm, and then haul her to her feet. Nothing laid before she and the mailman, giving the young man a full-body view of her, from her smallish breasts to her slit; water droplets still running down her slim thighs and between her modest breasts.
''THE FUCK?!'' Until Admiral Hipper covered her pussy with one hand and her breasts with the other. ''What are you doing Eugen?!''
''Just having some fun.'' Prinz Eugen smirked, snatching Hipper by the wrists – pulling her arms aside, exposing her. ''Come here Briefträger~''
Numbly the young man obeyed, the parcel in his hand laid down by the door before he approached. Admiral Hipper fought against her sister's grip, face scarlet even as Eugen spoke into her ear. ''Relax. You keep on talking about how guys don't look at you, remember? So why not see first-hand how much they like you~?''
Admiral Hipper blushed darkly, stammering out a reply, only for Prinz Eugen to cup her cheek, tilt her head – and then kiss her. Hipper's eyes widened, not so much at the kiss but at the suddenness of it. Her brow softened and a soft, confused moan escaped her throat, humiliated that she was laid bare to a man like this yet unable to truly resist her sister, leaving her at her mercy. As such she let Prinz Eugen drag out the kiss for as long as possible, their lips at last breaking apart with a mutual exhale.
Eugen smirked sensually, looking at the young man. ''Pleasure yourself to the sight of her, Briefträger. Feel free to touch if you want~''
Any protest by Hipper was muffled by another kiss, the intimacy of it melting Hipper's protests into a low, embarrassed moan, her eyes screwing shut as she let herself submit to Eugen – not that she would ever say it aloud. At the same time the mailman hesitantly unbuckled his belt, the jingle of the buckle quiet as he tossed it off and unbuttoned his tight jeans, his boxers being pushed down to his thighs and allowing him to take his semi-erect cock out, stroking it slowly.
It wasn't difficult to get himself hard – not with two naked beauties in front of him. His eyes feverishly ran over Admiral Hipper, able to admire her fully with only a foot or so between them. From her slim shoulders that led down to a pair of small but rounded breasts, a slight plumpness to her tits that were tipped with pale pink nipples. A flat stomach and slim sides became a pair of narrow but defined hips, her pussy still slightly damp from her shower and with a droplet of water slowly running down past it and onto her leg, drawing his gaze down to her slim, creamy thighs.
Prinz Eugen was no less of a beauty either. With her standing behind Hipper there was less to show, but only marginally. From his position he could see her plump breasts as they squished up against Hipper's back, how her lips sensually meshed with Admiral Hipper in a way that told of experience, of how common such a gesture was. How one of her hands left Hipper's slackened arm and instead ran down her sister's stomach, fingers curling and wiggling teasingly down her pelvis, and then at last touching her pussy, inserting two fingers between her lower lips.
''Ah...'' The moan that escaped Admiral Hipper was soft and strained; struggling to escape from the tsundere's throat.
The young man shuddered, his hand sliding along his cock faster as he got harder, soon outright jerking off to the sight of the two women. The sound of his laboured breaths drew Hipper's eye, her cheeks burning darkly as she watched him jerk off to the sight of her, his cock erect and throbbing. Prinz Eugen noticed it also, smiling in approval as she slowly fingered Admiral Hipper, pumping her fingers in-and-out slowly, making sure he could see the movement in great detail.
''Mn... ahh...'' Hipper groaned softly. ''Stop that...''
Despite that neither Eugen nor the mailman did so, and the young man's arousal only grew as Prinz Eugen whispered something inaudible into Hipper's ear, slowly walking backwards – pulling her sister with her. Slowly the two sisters eased themselves down onto the couch with Hipper sat between Eugen's legs, her hands nudging Hipper's legs wide open and tugging her fingers out, leaving her pussy bare to the young man.
''Eat her out.'' Prinz Eugen sensually ordered. ''You know how to do that, right?''
The young man didn't, but he nodded all the same, releasing his cock and getting down on his knees in front of the two. Admiral Hipper glared at him but her emerald eyes shone more with embarrassment than true anger, a slight furrow to her brow that made her seem more cute than scary in his eyes. The sight of her naked with her legs spread however also made her decidedly arousing, and with little hesitation he moved his head between her legs, and let his tongue lap up her slit.
''Ah~!'' Hipper gasped in surprise. ''T-That-! Ahn~!''
A cute moan tumbled out of her mouth instead as Eugen put her own tongue to work, teasingly slithering it in and around Hipper's ear, the wet saliva on her tongue causing it to squelch and make other lewd, wet noises right in Hipper's ear, causing the tsundere to squirm and gasp. The sight of which only aroused the young man further, his tongue dragging itself up her pussy lips repeatedly, unfamiliar with how to eat a woman out but too eager to admit it, not wanting to displease the two sexy women.
Prinz Eugen though noticed and opted to help him, smirking sensually as she laid two fingers on Hipper's pussy and spread her open, revealing the quivering pink flesh within. Taking the hint the young man leaned in more, unconsciously laying his hands on Hipper's thighs – noticing then how incredibly soft her thighs were, taking a moment to grope them, before at last pushing his tongue inside the cruiser's pussy.
''Ah- oh- Mn...'' Hipper tensed, shuddered, and then relaxed with a pursed-lipped whimper.
Prinz Eugen smirked, soothing her sister and whispering naughty nothings into her ear – shifting her hand up to her breasts and slowly groping them. All too familiar with the shape of them Eugen knew where to put her fingers, slipping her ring and pinky fingers just under Hipper's breasts whilst holding the fronts with her middle and index fingers, leaving her thumbs to gently press down on the top of Hipper's smallish breasts, applying just the right amount of pressure to coax a moan out of her sister.
A moan that became deeper as the young man groped her thighs again, his tongue squirming around her pussy. Inexperienced as he was he moved his tongue blindly, swirling it about or curling it, licking at her sex and tasting her honey. With each passing moment he got more used to the motion, curling his tongue in ways that stroked Hipper's sex, feeling the slick wetness as she got more and more in the mood.
''Mn... f-fuck...'' Hipper cursed softly, shuddering.
The mailman, emboldened by the sound, pulling his tongue out briefly to wet it again before pushing it back in – groaning into her pussy when she reached down and grabbed his head. Rather than push him away however she actively pulled her between her legs, actually encouraging him to eat her out; the mere prospect giving him all the motivation he needed, his tongue thrusting into her sex with vigour.
Gasps of pleasure answered him, tight and rasping, doubly so when Eugen continued massaging her breasts. She lifted her hips up off the couch only to ease back down again, moaning as she leaned back into Prinz Eugen's body. The vixen behind her kissed at her neck almost lovingly, simultaneously pleasuring her and keeping her calm, the trust shared between them enough to quell Hipper's embarrassment, leaving her with naught but reluctant pleasure.
Which combined with Eugen's earlier fingering, was proving to be quite overpowering, the knowledge that the mailman – a total stranger, in essence – was going down on her turning her on more than she expected.
''Ah, oh... ahh fuck...'' Hipper shuddered and squirmed, her knees twitching inwards. ''Shit, I... ohh...''
''Keep going, Briefträger~'' Prinz Eugen teasingly called out, encouraging him.
The mailman obeyed, his tongue working her pussy with wet licks and strokes, his nose pushing against her clit and unknowingly stimulating it with each little rub of his nose. Hipper pulled on his hair and held him flush against her crotch, head tipping back and mouth hanging open, releasing hot, gasping breaths as the young man ate her out, unable to ignore either his probing tongue or the hands that groped her breasts with finesse, hastening her end.
Until at last with a gasp, Admiral Hipper climaxed. ''H-Haah!''
Powerful, writhing convulsions rocked through Hipper's body as her orgasm hit, and hit her hard. The young man kept eating her out even as she came, his eyes on her face as she climaxed on his tongue, said tongue eagerly lapping up her tangy-sweet honey. When her thighs seized he held onto them tight, keeping them apart just so he could keep eating her out for a little bit longer.
Until her stomach lifted up, and she pushed herself back into Prinz Eugen – shoving his head back with a gasp.
''Mm!'' The young man grunted, his tongue slipping out of her pussy and sliding back into his mouth, the taste of her pussy on his tongue.
Prinz Eugen smirked. ''Enjoy that, Schwester~?''
''Shut... up...'' Hipper just panted out, shuddering as pleasurable aftershocks travelled through her body.
It felt amazing. But she wouldn't admit that willingly.
Prinz Eugen then gazed down at the young man kneeling on the floor, appreciating his still-hard cock, and then posed a suggestion. ''How about we take this a little further, since we've gone this far?''
Admiral Hipper froze, face getting redder and redder until she could mimic a tomato. ''Y-You...''
Prinz Eugen kissed her on the cheek. ''Do you want to do it on the floor, or on the bed?''
Her tone was soft but brooked no argument, fully aware that Hipper would refuse not out of actual denial, but out of simple embarrassment and, in a way, shyness. She knew the chances of her being bedded by a man anytime soon was short given her temper. Thus she had to give her tsundere of a sister a bit of a... nudge.
Hipper glanced over at the young man on the floor, blushing furiously, before with embarrassed reluctance she spoke. ''...the floor's fine, I guess. I don't want him to see our room.''
''What, because your underwear is still all over the place?'' Eugen teased, eliciting a squeak from Hipper. ''You know, some guys find that hot-''
''S-Shut up!''
Prinz Eugen just giggled, loosening her hold on Hipper and putting a hand on her back instead, nudging her forwards. With burning cheeks Hipper obeyed, shuffling off of the couch and letting Eugen not-so-subtly guide her onto the floor, laying her on her back against the smooth but cool wood floor. She glared at the young man as he pushed his jeans off, embarrassed to see him bottomless, and even more so when she watched him shift in front of her.
''Stop staring...'' Admiral Hipper growled, covering her breasts with one arm – more out of habit than cowardice.
''Sorry, you're just...'' The young man trailed off, blushing as he knelt in front of her.
''I'm what?!'' Hipper angrily squawked.
''Beautiful.'' The simple compliment shut Hipper up; the blonde freezing solid.
Prinz Eugen giggled at the sight, sitting on the couch and looking down at the pair. ''Be gentle with her, Briefträger.''
She pointedly didn't mention that Hipper was a virgin, not wanting to embarrass her sister-ship too much. Whether Hipper knew that or not the blonde squirmed all the same, some demureness leaking into her normally-scowling visage as she laid flat on her back, her legs shifting open. The young man held her knees and opened them further, his heartbeat pounding in its intensity, still not quite believing he was about to have sex with a Ship-Girl.
That disbelief didn't stop him from grasping his dick however, excitedly shifting in closer and rubbing the head of his cock against her lips, watching them part slightly from the nudging. Hipper squirmed impatiently, nervousness apparent in how tightly she clenched her fists. He noticed that, and in an attempt to soothe the Ship-Girl he rubbed her inner-thighs, offering her a slight smile. Though she kept squirming, Hipper seemed a tiny bit less anxious, at least.
Thus at last the young man pushed his cock against her lower lips, spreading her apart – and easing himself inside of her.
''Hah...!'' Admiral Hipper let out a gasp, tensing up.
The mailman on the other hand shuddered releasing a stiff moan as he pushed into her virgin pussy. She was unbelievably tight, her walls wet with arousal but snugly clamping down on his intruding cock all the same. The pleasure that came with it felt amazing, only encouraging the young man to keep pushing in, stretching her walls apart inch by inch. There was a slight flash of pain on Hipper's face when he went a certain depth in but she didn't gasp at him to stop, enduring the discomfort with pursed lips.
And then at last he came to a stop, two-thirds of his length stuffed into her tight pussy. He groaned at the feeling, planting his hands on either side of Hipper and leaning over her, gazing down into her half-lidded emerald eyes, relishing the way her lips parted when she released a tight, hot breath; the same adjectives applicable to the pussy squeezing his cock currently.
''Ah... hah...'' Admiral Hipper swallowed, and then pursed her lips, glaring up at him. ''Y-You can move, you know...''
''R-Right.'' The young man complied, rearing his hips back slowly – eliciting a stilted groan from Hipper as his cock slowly left her empty.
Only to yelp when he bucked his hips and slammed back into her, managing to fit a little bit more of his dick into her. Groaning at the feeling the young man repeated the motion, slowly pulling out only to thrust back in quickly, getting addicted to the feeling of her pussy gripping him. Hipper herself couldn't deny the pleasure she derived from it either, sharp shudders lancing through her body as his cock scraped her walls.
Gazing up into his eyes Hipper swallowed, cupping his cheek and guiding him down – before with an embarrassed moan she kissed him. It was a slow, awkward kiss, the cruiser reluctant due to her inexperience with men. The young man however made up for it, his eagerness shining through as he kissed the blonde tsundere deeply, one of his hands shifting from the floor to her left breast, squeezing it and coaxing a surprised moan out of Hipper.
Their mouths drifted apart moments later, lips hovering a mere inch apart. ''Hah... haah... Miss Hipper...''
Hipper shot him a disbelieving look. ''You're fuckin' balls-deep in me and calling me 'Miss'? Seriously?''
''Oh he's not balls-deep yet.'' Prinz Eugen commented before he could response, the sensual voice making him look over at her. ''This is him balls-deep.''
Eugen punctuated her words by putting a hand on his ass – and then shoved him forth, forcing him all the way into Hipper and pressing his pelvis flush against hers. The sudden deep penetration made Hipper cry out; a sound muted when the mailman took the initiative and kissed her, muffling it into a whimper. In response the young man slipped his other hand over and found hers, holding it in what he hoped was a reassuring gesture. Something she found it to be, judging by how she squeezed his hand back.
And with a grunt, he went back to thrusting. It was a bit easier now that he had gotten her used to his girth, sliding his shaft halfway out before plunging it back in, her walls wet as they squeezed his length. His pelvis bumped against hers as he bottomed out, the sound escalating into a wet slap as he quickened his pace, unable to maintain a slow pace with how good her pussy felt.
''Hah... you're so tight...'' The mailman unconsciously murmured.
Hipper's cheeks burned. ''Don't just say that...''
He smiled stiffly in response, a groan soon tumbling out of his throat as his hips rocked forth faster. Her legs remained on either side of his waist, knees raised and jerking every so often when his cock plunged in and scraped against a sensitive spot within her, the burst of pleasure never failing to coax out a gasp from her. The sound of which felt like music to his ears, hastening his thrusts – until soon he was outright pounding the blonde woman, his cock hitting her deepest parts passionately.
''Mm! Fuck!'' Admiral Hipper cursed – moaning when he claimed her lips in another heated kiss, groaning into it. ''Mm! Mmph!''
He moaned alongside her, pleasure throbbing up his shaft as he rammed it into Hipper, his balls hitting her ass as he buried himself into her over and over again. No pain was to be found on Hipper's expression, encouraging him to just plunge into her pussy as hard and fast as he could, feeling her walls clamp around him and squeeze him tight, as if to milk him dry. The thought was an arousing one, tempting him to relentlessly continue.
Hipper's curses rose in tandem with his tempo. ''Fuck, fuck, fuck-fuck-fuck-f-fuck-shit-fuck-! D-Don't you- fuck, slow down, you- hah! Ah! O-Oh shit!''
Admiral Hipper gasped, tightening up – and with a shrill cry she orgasmed. ''Ahh!''
The young man gasped as her walls clamped tight around his cock, causing heat to rush up his shaft as his orgasm was about to hit. He reared his hips back even as Hipper's walls convulsed around him, attempting to pull out-
-only for Eugen to once again put her hand on his ass and shove him forwards. The final thrust made him blow his load in an instant, eliciting a simultaneous gasp from both him and Hipper; the cruiser's eyes wide as she got her first creampie. The pleasure hit them a second later, the young man in particular gasping and desperately bucking his hips in rough, uncoordinated thrusts, each one shooting another thick rope into Hipper's depths, splattering across her spasming walls or pumping into her womb, the overwhelming rush of pleasure soon making him go balls-deep and just stay there; gasping as his seed was shot into her womb.
''Ah... ah... ah...'' Hipper gasped out, arching her back sharply before shuddering flat onto her back. ''What the fuck... that was... just...''
She trailed off but the young man groaned an agreement all the same, leaning over Hipper on both hands and gazing down at her pleasure-filled visage, from how her lips remained ajar to the half-lidded eyes that gazed almost groggily up at him, unable to hide the pleasure reverberating up her body, the intensity of it making her pussy tighten around him from the slightest twitch.
''Bastard...'' She breathed softly. ''I better not get knocked up... or there'll... be hell to pay...''
The mailman just groaned in understanding, slowly pulling out of the tight tsundere and shivering as his cock was exposed to the cool bedroom air. That was until several lithe fingers curled around his cock, stroking his hypersensitive length and easily coaxing a moan out of the young man, his head tilting to the side and peering back at the smirking form of Prinz Eugen. Cooing she unhanded his cock and instead tugged him back slightly, making some room.
And then the moment she could Prinz Eugen crawled on top of Admiral Hipper. The blonde tsundere didn't even get the chance to complain before Eugen dove down and kissed her, silencing her complaints into an embarrassed whine; the two sisters kissing without a hint of shame. And in the process provided an inviting target for the young man, his eyes glued to Eugen's shapely behind as she swayed her hips, as if daring him to take her too,
A prospect confirmed when the vixen slipped a hand under herself; two fingers landing on her wet lips and spreading them open, giving him an easy target.
One the mailman didn't hesitate to shoot for; hurriedly shuffling behind the silver-haired cruiser and lining up with her entrance, the tip slipping in – before with a deep, satisfied moan he sunk into her welcoming heat. Eugen herself moaned into her sister's mouth and pushed her ass back, impaling herself onto him until he was fully sheathed between her lips; his pelvis pressing flush against her ass.
Without needing to be told the young man grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he started to thrust. Her inner walls clamped around his sensitive shaft, forming a fleshy tunnel that squeezed him ever so tight, easily withering away any thoughts in his head as he gave into pure, primal instinct, clapping Eugen's ass with every eager thrust. The cruiser herself replied by pushing herself back towards him, taking him balls-deep and moaning into Hipper's mouth.
''Hah, that's it Briefträger~'' Prinz Eugen moaned, throwing a sensual look over her shoulder – teeth sinking into her bottom lip. ''Mm~ You're good at this~''
The tease burned his cheeks and motivated him further; emboldening him to the point of leaning down and stealing a kiss. Eugen moaned in surprise and reached back, her slender fingers weaving into his hair and holding him into the kiss; muffling her surprised, higher-pitched moan when Hipper suddenly reached up and started fondling Eugen's tits. Trapped between he and her sister the silver-haired cruiser found herself getting hit from both sides, her lips becoming slack as moans freely spilled past them.
''That's right, fuck 'er.'' Hipper growled, glaring up at the mailman even as he ploughed her sister. ''C'mon! Put some effort into it!''
The young man groaned in response; breaking off the kiss and planting his hands on either side of the two sisters, his hips jerking forth with renewed vigour and fucking a shiver straight up Eugen's spine – a moan tumbling from her lips. The fleshy clap of skin-on-skin was dangerously loud yet none of them suggested stopping nor slowing; least of all Eugen herself. If anything she almost seemed to be aroused by the possibility of being overheard; moaning and pushing her ass back to get his cock in sooner, making their bodies collide that little bit rougher.
Until he got an idea and dared to act on it; leaning back and smacking Eugen's ass. Though he did it lightly it made Eugen moan explosively all the same, her defined back arching and her eyes becoming half-lidded with lust – enticing the mailman to spank her again, his eager thrusts plunging him between her hot walls at the same time. Combined with the hands fondling her breasts and Eugen looked to be losing the battle of endurance, her voice becoming hoarser and throatier, her arms quaking from her mounting orgasm.
''A-Ah, you two...!'' Prinz Eugen tightened around his girth. ''Wait, s-slow down, I- ah- Mm~!''
Her whole body tensed up, head bowing – and with a sharp inhale Prinz Eugen finally climaxed. The sudden heat that clamped around his dick was too much for the mailman to resist, a gasp fleeing his lips as he hilted inside her in rapid succession, bumping her innermost parts-
-until with an explosive moan he finally reached climax; unloading his thick load into her clenching depths. The sudden infusion of heat made Prinz Eugen moan, her hips shaking as he shot several more ropes into her smothering depths, the feeling so intense his mind went white. For a solid minute all he could feel was her inner walls milking him dry, his cum slowly leaking out around his girth.
Then with a moan he reared his hips back, pulling out. ''H-Haah...''
''Mm~'' Prinz Eugen's legs finally gave out, allowing her to simply lay atop Admiral Hipper, unheeding of her blonde sister's grumbles. ''You're forgiven now... Briefträger~''
The mailman just shakily smiled, eyes on the two naked cruisers.
Something that prompted Prinz Eugen to speak.
''Hm... since we're all sweaty again, why don't we use the shower to... freshen up~?'' The vixen teased. ''We'd be happy to help you wash up, Briefträger~''
The invitation was an obvious one, and one that the mailman gladly accepted.
And even though he was late back to work, getting him scolded by his boss, it was more than worth it after the afternoon he just had.
[END]
A/N: Briefträger = Mailman in German. I think I got the gender right this time, since it's directed at a male character. Hopefully, anyway.
