A/N: I realise I listed this as 'Waning Summer's Escapade' several times, instead of 'Waning Summer's Escape'. Not sure what prompted the mix-up, but my apologies all the same~
Do enjoy some Helena lewdin'~
Waning Summer's Escape
Summer at last had begun to wane over the Eagle Union, bringing its hot spells to an end and inviting the cooler autumn season into the land.
As such many were heading to the beach, making use of the waning summer days as best they could. Many of the beaches were less populated than they were at the height of summer; children back in schools and most couples back at work, leaving some of the beaches sparse even on the hottest of late-summer days, providing plenty of privacy for those that desired it.
The Commander could count himself amongst them, a slight smile on his face as his sandal-clad feet tapped against the sand underfoot, clad in naught but a pair of black shorts. He had come to the beach with about a dozen of his subordinates as a reward for their hard work, and could easily see them about. From Javelin and Z23 having a game of volleyball to Saratoga, Lexington and San Diego doing a race for a microphone – for reasons most likely beyond his understanding – they were all having fun. However, using the beach as a reward, while true, was only a half-truth.
Because truthfully it was a good excuse to get away from work, and spend some much-wanted time with his girlfriend, Helena. The mere thought of her drew his eyes further down the beach to where she was floating with her sister St. Louis, the two blue-haired women floating on their backs in the shallows, neither having any fear of drifting out into the ocean given their nature as Ship-Girls. With their hair a blue hue it blended in with the crystalline-blue sea well, the alluring sight inviting him over subconsciously.
''You really shot her down like that?''
''Well of course. She's quite cute, I'll admit, but I'm not sure if I'm interested at the moment...''
''Go on, give it a shot.'' Helena encouraged her uncertain sister. ''No harm in trying, right?''
''I suppose not.'' St. Louis sighed dramatically, smiling as she reached over and nudged Helena. ''Look at you, giving your big sister relationship advice. You've really grown since your retrofit.''
''It helped.'' Helena admitted with a sheepish smile – when she noticed him, her eyes lighting up. ''Ah, hello Commander~!''
St. Louis on the other hand chuckled, floating more upright and flashing him a smile. ''Heh, guess I'll give you two lovebirds some time alone.''
''Oh, you don't have to-'' The Commander was about to reassure, but St. Louis just smirked and waggled a finger at him, telling him she had already made her decision.
Thus with a quick goodbye to her sister-ship St. Louis swam out of the sea and back onto the beach, passing him by with a lilted hum. The Commander watched her walk for a moment before refocusing on Helena, his girlfriend still floating serenely on her back, smiling somewhat sheepishly over at him. The cute sight was too much for him to resist, and with a slight smile of his own the Commander stepped into the cool ocean blue, waiting until the water reached his waist to push forth and swim the half-dozen feet up to Helena's side.
''Hey.'' He greeted, swimming up and kissing her cheek.
Helena giggled, the sound a pretty one. ''Having fun, Commander?''
''Mm. Helped Akashi work the ice cream store for a bit.'' He mused aloud. ''She's good company when she's not fussing over profits.''
Helena agreed with a hum, her cheeks turning rosy when he swam up behind her, arms wrapping around her stomach and tempting her to float upright again, allowing him to hug her from behind. ''Commander?''
''You look good in that outfit.'' His voice was lower; almost a teasing purr into her left ear.
Helena's cheeks burned, a shy smile curling at her lips. The bikini she wore was modest but a touch more bold than she was used to; a dark blue bikini held by twin straps for both her top and bottoms, one strap dark blue and the other a lighter blue. Thanks to her bust size however it showed a lot of cleavage, and also laid bare her pleasant curves, from her long creamy legs to her flat stomach and slim, kissable shoulders. Shoulders that the Commander went for; leaning down and planting a kiss on her left.
''Ahh...'' Helena exhaled softly, her cheeks reddening. ''Commander, not here...''
''We're far enough away.'' He cheekily replied, kissing her neck – this time coaxing a little moan from his lover. ''The water hides my hands, too...''
Cheekily he snaked a hand down, tugging on her bikini bottoms – but Helena swatted his hand, cheeks aflame and a cute pout on her lips.
''Not out here.'' Helena murmured, twisting around until she was facing him, her forehead resting against his and her arms looping around his neck, tempting his own hands onto her waist. ''But... if we get to somewhere private on the shore...''
She leaned down, brushing her lips against his. ''Then we can do it.''
The Commander smirked against her lips, whispering against them, ''St. Louis was right... you've gotten a lot more confident, heh.''
''Thanks to you.'' Helena cheekily fired back, closing the miniscule distance and kissing him on the lips.
The lip-lock was gentle but intimate, enticing the Commander to reciprocate. Their lips sealed together and they both groaned lightly into it, meshing lips and holding onto each other in a romantic embrace, their legs kicking slowly beneath the waves. His hands held her waist but daringly began to run over her, tracing his palms up her slim sides and over her ribs, before then going down – grabbing her shapely ass and squeezing it, eliciting a cute pout from the cruiser. He kissed the pout away, shifting one leg between hers and feeling her crotch briefly brush against it, the way Helena stiffened telling that she knew where his leg was.
''You perv...'' Helena breathed as their lips separated – and then kissed him again, giving him no time to refute her words.
Holding her ass with both hands the Commander returned the kiss, more insistent as he guided her against his thigh. The water slowed their motions and the slow swishing of their legs prevented her from truly grinding her on his leg, but Helena shivered and moaned all the same, her thighs squeezing on either side of his, holding his leg between hers. Until they broke off the kiss a moment later, gazing into each other's eyes, and Helena loosened her hold on him. He didn't need to be told why and wordlessly released her butt, and as one they swam back towards the shore – swimming away from the others.
It took just under a minute, soon reaching the desolate edge of the beach and allowing Helena to swim into the shallows, resting her back against the wet sand; the water lapping around her thighs and back but reaching no further before it was pulled back into the sea. The blue-haired beauty laid there for just a moment before the Commander reached her, getting on top of her with a teasing smirk – and before Helena could so much as utter a syllable he had her lips claimed by his own, devouring her embarrassed moan and pinning her wrists to the sand with his hands.
''Mm~'' Helena shivered as they broke off the kiss, panting. ''Command- hya~!''
A cute squeal fled her lips as he dove down, burying his face into her neck. Almost hungrily his lips smooched their way up her slim neck, kissing at her flawless flesh up to the back of her ear and then back down again, finding her jugular and sucking on it – coaxing a whine out of Helena as he gave her a hickey, her hands feebly 'struggling' in his grip. Chuckling the Commander popped his lips off and blew a raspberry on her neck instead, the ticklish sensation eliciting a giggle from his girlfriend, her long legs squirming and twitching beneath him in response.
Smiling the Commander removed himself from her neck, his lips grazing across her jawline until he found her lips, muffling her giggle with an intimate kiss. Helena hummed happily into the kiss, wriggling her wrists free from his grip and wrapping them around him, holding him close as they kissed. The cruiser shivered as she felt his now-free hands work their way down, holding her ribs before going up, and she let out a muffled mewl when he greedily grabbed both her tits, squeezing them through her blue bikini top. The Commander then took it a step further and slipped his hands under the underside of her top, hiking it up with ease and allowing her chest to bounce free.
''Ah, hey...'' Helena tried to pout but she ended up giggling, kissing him again as she spoke. ''Go on then~''
The Commander flashed her a grin and shifted back, hefting her left breast up with a hand – and then took her pinkish nipple into his mouth, sucking on it. Helena moaned at the feeling, her voice sweet and rich as she tilted her head back, encouraging the Commander to teasingly swirl his tongue around the pinkish nub. He pushed and prodded it around with the tip or stroked it with his tongue itself, smearing saliva across the nub before he sucked on it again, relishing the cute sounds he coaxed out of his squirming girlfriend.
And then he swapped over to her other breast, giving it the same treatment – leaving her left breast in the care of his hand. Said hand groped and squeezed her plump breast, unable to hold it fully due to her size but certainly trying; his thumb and index finger coming up and pinching her sticky nipple, tweaking it a little and coaxing soft whimpers of pleasure out of Helena's lips.
''Ah, Commander, that's lewd...'' The cruiser moaned out.
''Oh if it's lewd you want...'' The Commander cheekily released her breast and slid his hand down – pushing it into her bikini bottoms.
Helena gasped as he cupped her pussy, his fingers sliding over her folds teasingly before nudging them apart, allowing his middle finger to sink into her. His girlfriend moaned a little at that, her voice rising in pitch as he added a second and then third finger; pumping all three digits into her at once, curling them slightly as he pistoned them in-and-out of her womanhood. The cruiser squirmed at the feeling, her inner walls hot as they clamped down on his digits and encouraging him to wiggle them about, pushing his fingertips against her walls and feeling her shudder in response.
Popping his lips off of her nipple the Commander instead buried his face into her breasts, her pillowy tits soft against his face as he finger-fucked her, his digits pumping into her faster. She whined cutely and held onto him, fruitlessly pursing her lips in an attempt to muffle her voice, but nevertheless moans still escaped and filled his ears with the cute sound. Something that tempted him to lean up and kiss her quickly, shifting back down with haste until he was at eye-level with her waist.
Pulling his fingers out of her he laid his hands on her soft inner-thighs, kissing both thighs a couple times before spreading her legs apart, tugging her bikini bottoms to the side with them – and then buried his tongue inside her pussy.
''Mm!'' Helena jerked from the sharp pleasure. ''A-Ah... Commander, doing that out here...''
''Mmhm~?'' The Commander teasingly hummed back, pushing his hot tongue against her insides, swirling a circle around her pussy.
''That- a-ah... oh, ohh...'' Helena gave up 'resisting', feeble as it was; moans instead tumbling out of her kissable lips as he ate her out.
The Commander relished the sound, groping her thighs idly as he started to probe about deeper, his nose flush against her clit as his tongue shoved itself in and squirmed about, licking her walls and tasting her wet honey. The tangy-sweet taste was addictive, enticing him to lap it all up with swirling strokes of his tongue, his hands massaging her thighs as he worked. In response his lover ran a hand through his hair, biting her bottom lip and mewling as she tugged on it, silently asking for more.
And more he gave; his tongue retreating from her pussy and being replaced with three fingers that eagerly plunged into her, the pleasure amplified threefold when his mouth went to work on her clit – sucking on the little nub and immediately making Helena cry out, her free hand clamping over her mouth to silence her embarrassing sound. The Commander grinned, sucking on her clit more and stroking it about with his tongue, every little bit of friction making the cruiser buckle and jerk, her toes curling and her shoulders growing tense, her hand soon shifting so she could bite her knuckles, keeping herself quiet.
''Ahn... oh, Mm...'' She squirmed, panting. ''Commander...''
The Commander smirked, curling his fingers – before then pulling them out, giving her clit just one more kiss before leaning back upright. Helena whined as he ceased his ministrations, leaving her panting and flushed and ever so needy, her legs squirming from the pleasure still tingling down them. Any protests however ceased as the Commander pushed his swimming trunks down, revealing his rock-hard cock that he took into his hand, jerking himself off lightly to the sight of her bare body.
Then he got on top of her, one hand supporting himself whilst his other took aim with his length. Helena blushed, spreading her legs open a tiny bit and exposing her wet slit to him, a soft moan escaping her lips as he rubbed the head of his cock against her entrance. He teased her a little more, jerking himself off as he nuzzled her slit with his cock, tempting her with the imminent penetration.
And then just as Helena opened her mouth to speak, to beg, he complied – pushing himself into her.
''Mm~!'' Helena tensed, a pleasure-filled breath escaping her. ''Ahh...''
The Commander groaned in agreement, hand on his cock as he guided the first few inches into her wet, searing sex, intimately feeling her vaginal walls clamp down on his cock. When just over half was in her he released his shaft and put his hand on the wet sand next to her head, pushing in and in until at last his pelvis pushed flush against hers, intimately feeling her walls smother his length.
And then with a groan he started to move. Rearing his hips back he pulled most of the way out before sinking back into her slick sex, relishing the moan that arose from Helena's lips – tempting him to lean down and kiss his lover, muffling her voice. Smiling into the kiss the cruiser snaked her arms around him and held him close, making out with him with muffled mewls and grunts, his cock pumping into her with slow thrusts. Until he pulled his hips back too far and slipped out, the head of his cock escaping her slick folds.
Groaning the Commander hurriedly reached down, grasping his length and guiding it back in – hissing in delight as he slid back in, the cool sea air contrasting the searing heat of her womanhood. Helena herself moaned in delight, the sound muted as their lips mashed together even more intensely than before, helping mute her yelps when he slammed into her – his hips foregoing their slow pace in favour of a rougher, more passionate pace, plunging himself balls-deep in the dripping-wet cruiser.
''Mmph! A-Ah~!'' Helena moaned happily into his mouth, twitching and spasming against the wet sand as he slammed into her.
The wet clapping of flesh echoed loudly through the air, but this far away from the others nobody would hear them; only encouraging the Commander to pound his girlfriend raw, feeling her walls clamp fruitlessly around his shaft. The tightness only made it more pleasurable for him, his hips bucking back-and-forth and burying his dick into her, the resounding clap of flesh only making it more erotic.
Breaking off the kiss the Commander gazed down at their joined parts, slowing his thrusts a little so he could savour the sight – watching as his slick, glistening-wet cock slid out of her pussy before he rammed it back in, their pelvises flush together with the smack of flesh. Jiggling motions tilted his gaze up to her chest, lust burning within him as he watched Helena's large chest bounce, the motion hypnotic. His lover however was swift to get his eyes back on her face; cupping his cheeks and tilting his head up and pulling him down, sealing their lips together in a hot, lip-mashing kiss.
They broke off the kiss moments later, allowing him to speak. ''Mind if I do it inside?''
''Ah, yes...'' Helena panted against his lips, whining when he slammed into her extra hard. ''H-Hurry... I don't think I can hold on for much longer...''
Groaning in acknowledgement the Commander hastened his thrusts, abandoning any attempts at enduring the clenching tightness around his cock – opting instead to pound Helena raw, his throbbing cock gripped by her quivering wet walls. The mere prospect of blowing his load within her vice-like heat only helped hasten his end, the wet slaps of flesh becoming louder, his grip on the sand becoming tight.
Until with a sharp, almost bestial grunt, he slammed balls-deep into Helena and came. Helena squealed, clutching onto him as she felt his hot load spurt into her, the feeling pushing her over the edge - her own orgasm hitting, and hitting hard, her curvaceous frame convulsing beneath him as she climaxed, jerks and twitches shocking through her when he reared his hips back only to slam into her with a quick, short thrust, the movement coaxing another rope of cum out of his shaft and splattering it deep into her.
''A-Ahh...'' Helena moaned dumbly, shivering as she was creampied.
The Commander himself groaned in agreement, rearing his hips back and slowly pulling out, his cock leaving her sex with a wet pop. Their eyes met and a smile was shared between them, their lips connecting moments later in a sweet, post-climax kiss.
Neither however got to bask in the moment as distant voices drew nearer. Both froze... until in a heartbeat they reacted, his swimming trunks getting yanked back up his legs and her bikini top getting pushed down, the couple hastily fixing up their clothes – and then with haste they ran, him holding her wrist as they dashed across the sandy stretch towards the cluster of rocks at the very edge of the beach, hiding behind the jagged sea-worn rocks for cover.
''Do you think they saw us?'' Helena worriedly asked, peeking out from behind the rocks.
''Nah, I think we're good.'' The Commander murmured back, sweeping his eyes across the beach until he spotted the group of people walking down towards where they previously laid, unaware of what took place just mere moments ago.
The Commander's attention though shifted down to Helena's bikini-clad ass. Not least because of the fact that, due to their position, his crotch was practically pressed up against her rear – a prospect that tempted him to grab her waist and push himself against her ass more deliberately. Helena squeaked, embarrassment colouring her cheeks scarlet, The risk of them being caught was higher than before, a couple rocks all that separated them from the public's eye.
Yet that only made it more exciting, more erotic. Thus with a dark blush Helena pushed her bikini bottoms down and bent forwards more, presenting her shapely ass to him and widening her legs a bit, allowing him to shove his own swimming trunks down and push his cock against her slit. The tip slid along her wet lips easily, poking in a tiny bit before he kept rubbing it along her entrance – soon teasing a whine from Helena's lips.
A whine that escalated into a gasp as he pushed inside her. The Commander moaned deeply at the feeling, grabbing Helena's waist with both hands and sinking himself into her slippery depths, feeling her inner walls clamp down on his pulsating shaft. The feeling was downright heavenly, enticing him to start moving practically right off the bat, pumping himself in-and-out of her with rhythmic rolls of his hips.
''Ah, hah...'' The cruiser covered her mouth with one hand to hide her heavy breaths, her other hand pressed against the rock in front. ''Commander, we really might get caught...''
In response he snaked an arm around her stomach and leaned in, planting a string of kisses along her shoulder and working his way up her neck; coaxing a shaky moan from Helena's lips. His hips only moved faster at the sound; pumping his shaft between her clenching walls and clapping her ass with every thrust, the sound so dangerously loud that it left Helena whimpering in worry, said worry alleviated only when he lured her into an over-the-shoulder kiss, her hand falling to the wayside.
''Mmph~'' Reaching back Helena laid her hand over his left, making him hold her hip firmer. ''F-Faster then... before we're caught...''
''Now you're speaking my language~'' The Commander teasingly breathed, nipping her bottom lip.
Helena parted her lips to speak – only to squeal as he suddenly sped up, driving himself into her wet heat with renewed vigour. The Commander endured the wet tightness that clamped around his cock and kept hammering himself into her, his pelvis loudly slapping against her ass and making her rear jiggle arousingly, his eyes running up her toned back until he locked eyes with her once more, holding her gaze as he railed her.
Then without a word he darted in and kissed her. Helena reciprocated instantly, kissing him back with a muffled moan and grabbing him by the hair to keep the kiss going. Her back arched further, pushing her stomach into his arm and tempting him to run his hand up it, tickling her flat stomach slightly before boldly shoving his hand up her bikini top, grasping a greedy handful of her right breast and groping his girlfriend.
''A-Ah, Command- Mm~'' Another kiss cut Helena's feeble mewl short, her hips pushing back towards him now; impaling herself onto his shaft.
The Commander broke off the kiss first, planting several kisses along her shoulder and upper-back before finally leaning back a little, glancing at the beach again. The sandy stretch was getting more populated but most people were by the water, giving them some privacy unknowingly – but time was running sparse. The thought encouraged him to slip his hands down to Helena's waist and hurry it up, groaning under his breath as he felt her insides smother him in turn, as if trying to milk his orgasm out of him.
''Commander~'' The cruiser whined, pushing her waist back more needily.
Grunting in acknowledgement he pulled out, stumbling back a half-step and giving room for Helena to turn around and face him. With rosy cheeks his girlfriend leaned back against the rock behind her, lifting one leg and allowing him to grab onto it, supporting it as he lined himself up with her wet, receptive heat – and with a unified moan he pushed back inside her, hilting in a single thrust.
Just putting it back inside was almost too much; heat throbbing up his cock and enticing him to hurriedly start thrusting, his hips jerking back-and-forth and pumping him into her slick heat. Helena clenched around him, her slender arms too wrapping around his back and pulling him against her with an adorable whimper, pulling his face into her neck as he pounded her with short, jerky thrusts. The way her body shuddered and writhed against his own told of her mounting orgasm, the pleasure becoming too much for his lover to handle.
He felt the same. ''H-Helena, about to...!''
He couldn't finish but didn't need to; a soft, hurried gasp escaping Helena before she clamped blissfully tight around him, her slender body convulsing against his own as her orgasm rippled through her at last. The knowledge pushed him over the edge almost immediately, managing just one more thrust before he shot his white load into her clenching depths, splattering rope after rope of cum into her and smearing it along her walls, the sensation coaxing a shaky moan from Helena's lips.
The Commander kept thrusting for as long as he could, but his stamina was quick to wane – soon forcing him to pull out with a shallow gasp. Helena buckled from the lack of dick inside her sensitive sex, her walls clenching around thin air and allowing a thick trickle of white to slowly seep out of her creampied sex; the feeling leaving her whimpering.
''Mn... Commander...'' Helena breathed, pulling him in and resting her head on his shoulder. ''...I love you...''
''Heh. Love you too, Helena.'' He pecked her cheek, earning a pretty giggle from his partner.
The two would remain hidden behind the rocks for a little longer to calm down and re-dress themselves, only then departing when they didn't look like they'd just fucked in public.
St. Louis could tell though. Because she always could.
Much to Helena's never-ending embarrassment.
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