At that moment, back at Fairy Hills, in Erza's dorm room, a knock sounded on the door before Bisca Mulan, the green-haired gun maiden of Fairy Tail, cautiously walked in.

"Hey, Erza? You there?" she called. "I saw ya at the train station and figured you'd be… Can I steal a baby blocker off of you? I'm all out, and…"

Finding no one, Bisca figured Erza wouldn't mind if she found one pill missing. A segmented box sat on the bathroom sink; it was easy to guess what was in it, since Erza was about the healthiest gal Bisca knew.

Checking the section with tomorrow's day on it, Bisca was surprised to find that someone had already taken it. The next one had a pill, though, the same brand that Bisca used.

Sorry, Erza, Bisca thought as she popped the pill in her mouth and downed it with some water. First time Alzack's ever asked me out and I ain't takin' chances.

Back at Gray's house, Erza lay trapped between Gray and the wall, her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, fingers buried in his black hair.

"Oh! Yes! YES!" Erza screeched in ecstasy as she came around Gray's cock again. In response, her pussy was flooded with a hot shot from Gray's virile balls.

True to her word, neither Gray nor Erza got a moment of sleep that night. Erza smiled the whole way through, and even Gray's icy shell was melted by the heat of Erza's passion that night. She'd done her homework before going on this job, and doubled up on her magic-infused birth control for the day before putting her "seduction in the bath house" plan into action.

A plan which, despite some hiccups, had ended in rousing success. Dawn was approaching and, thanks to some supplements she'd introduced him to, Gray had filled her with so much cum that her midriff felt bloated. Without a doubt, perverted mage-doctors were a boon to both man- and womankind.

"Gray," she whispered weakly, her voice shot from so many screaming orgasms. They were off the wall, Gray collapsing to his knees. His legs had weakened to the point where he couldn't thrust anymore. Instead, he resorted to simply lifting her up and shoving her back onto his cock.

"Y-Yeah?" Gray was dizzy himself. He'd pumped so much cum into Erza's tight holes that he was probably dehydrated.

Wanting one more, Erza kissed him. The hot passion she felt fueled her magic and it rushed into Gray's being. Gray's cock ballooned back to full hardness so fast that Erza thought she might have found a new fetish. However, there was no time to think as Gray found a second wind and stood up. His hips hammered her pussy with wild vigor, spattering love juice all over his legs with every cock-punch to her insides.

Erza's eyes rolled up. Her breathing became more labored as their kiss deepened. Her strong, stacked body could take a beating and that's exactly what Gray gave her. Locking her legs behind his back, Erza groaned into his mouth as she felt one last, weak load spurt from his cock, setting off a final orgasm of her own.

Spent at last, Gray stumbled back and collapsed onto his bed, drenched in sweat, saliva, and sex fluids. His scalp was sore from how frantically Erza had pulled at his hair while he'd fucked her brains out; turnabout had been fair play, it seemed.

Erza eased off of his flaccid member and fell next to him, their two amazing bodies pressed against each other. Erza's creamy thigh remained on his hip, the crook of her knee wrapped around his cock. Her hair was matted from what few loads he'd shot between her tits, and Gray's face looked coated in ointment from how many times Erza had sat on it.

"Today was wonderful, Gray," she murmured sleepily. "Thank you."

Turning his head, he pecked her on the lips. "Couldn't have said it…" He began to drift off to sleep. "...better myself…"

Erza's last thought before dozing off was one of curiosity. They'd began today as secret sex partners, enjoying the feel of each other's bodies. Now, though, entwined next to him, Erza couldn't help but feel something… "more". It was an unfamiliar feeling, but then, she'd never encountered someone who could so thoroughly push her body to its limit, even while being physically weaker than her. Even as her growing fatigue claimed her mind, this stirring, this feeling, remained.

It was hardly a bad thing, if more nights like the previous one were to come from it…

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After a short stretch on Gray's doorstep, to get rid of her bowl-legged strut, and a quick dip in the river, to mask the pungent smell of pussy-play, Erza made her way back to Fairy Hills.

As she came upon the train station, she happened to spot Lucy coming from within. The blonde was blushing furiously, stomping out of the terminal and muttering to herself.

"I just… Him and… Why would he… In public…"

The sight was enough for Erza to pause and wait for Natsu to stumble out, his blue cat flying two feet behind him. Erza's next clue was the boot imprint on Natsu's face.

Erza folded her arms. "What did you do, Natsu?"

"Nothing! Hurg..." His protest was interrupted by a wave of leftover motion sickness from the train. "All I did was ask her if she wanted to take a bath together! You know, like you and me used to do all the time after jobs."

"Then Lucy kicked him in the face and left." Happy sighed. "We don't get it."

Erza blinked. "I don't, either." Unless… "Did you proposition her, Natsu?"

"Proper what?"

Happy covered his mouth with his paws and started chuffling with mirth.

"Did you ask her for more than a simple bath?" Erza elaborated.

Natsu frowned. "What else is there?"

"Hmph. I see not. I suppose you would be confused by her response."

Then Natsu sniffed the air. "Hey, Erza? Do you smell that?"

Aaaand Erza was gone, a cloud of dust marking her exit.

Now that she was out of earshot, Happy let out the taunt he'd been holding in. "Lucy liiiikes you!"

Natsu blinked. "Oh." Then realization hit. "Oh! Oh crap! I gotta clear things up!" He sniffed the air and quickly ran after Lucy's scent. "Hey, Lucy! Lucy, wait up! I didn't mean I wanted to… I mean, I wouldn't turn ya down, but that's not what I meant!"

Happy flew behind him, beside himself with laughter.

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By the time she reached the entrance, the water had dried and the stench had returned, so Erza quickly popped a birth control pill (so fast she failed to notice one was missing), grabbed her soap, towels and handled sponge, and made her way to the floor bath.

The water always ran hot in the building, one of the perks of living at Fairy Hills. Costly? Perhaps, but it helped justify the high rent thrust upon the tenants. Steam billowed about as Erza Requipped into nudity and stepped out from the changing room. The bath itself was several meters wide and even more in length, with stacks of flat stones on the far wall meant to mimic an outdoor spring. There was a slight current to carry away the dirt and used soap, water constantly being drained as fast as it could be refilled. The steam bank was so thick that Erza could barely make out the two other occupants.

"Oh my gosh, really?!" squealed a voice which could only be Mirajane's.

"Sure did." This sounded like Bisca, her unique accent giving her away. "I didn't think Alzack had it in him. Here I was, afraid of bein' too forward and scarin' him off, and he has to go and leave a gal all hot and swoony at the end."

"The end of what?" Erza asked as she dropped her towels and stepped into the large pool of water.

"Erza? Is that you?" Mirajane called. "I think we need to open a window."

"Naw, steam's good for the pores! Or, so I'm told."

Soon Erza found the two ladies, equally naked, submerged chest-deep in the gentle flow of the bath.

"Meant to apologize," Bisca said, "but I, uh, 'borrowed' one of your baby blockers for a date."

"Ah," said Erza, placing her sponge and soap on the rocks that lined the edge. "And, was it warranted?"

"I mean, I didn't expect him to try anything," Bisca admitted. "He ain't like Natsu or Gray or Elfman, the shoot-first-and-hell-with-asking-questions type."

She turned to Mirajane. "No offense."

The pinup model just giggled. "Trust me, my lunkhead brother would be more offended," she said, "by the thought that you'd offended him."

"So," Bisca continued, "imagine my shock when, just as he's done walking me home, just as I'm about to head inside the dorms, I get a peck on the cheek and a 'See ya 'round' from a man who, when I turn 'round to try somethin' back, he's already plum run off."

Erza's eyes widened. "I'm shocked. Surely, he'd stay."

"Nah," Bisca said, dismissing the notion with a wave of her hand. "I've been workin' up the courage to ask him out ever since we met. Heard about him makin' eyes at me and still took my sweet time to talk to him. Guess I was afraid of havin' my hopes shot down, y' know?"

"Oh?" Mirajane's eyes narrowed mischievously and she leaned in close. "What kind of hopes?"

Bisca blushed. "I just… He's a gun mage, he's the cool silent type, he's in Fairy Tail, I think he likes kids… He…"

"Yuh huh." Mirajane nodded excitedly. "He wha-at?"

"He, uh… Well, when I stopped walkin' on the way home and he bumped into me…"

Mirajane's eyes were ravenous. "Come on, come on, tell me!" The gossip waggled her eyebrows. "Was he packing a gun or just happy to see you?"

Suddenly Bisca was out of the bath, dragging a wave of water behind her. "I'll, uh, catcha two later!"

The clack of the door being shut heralded Bisca's exit.

Mirajane mewled like a stretching cat. "Hmmm, maybe it's not just the Fairy girls who are well-endowed… How about you, Erza? You didn't come home last night."

Erza gave nothing away as she lathered her soap on her sponge. "I stopped at a bath house before returning and spent the night elsewhere."

"...M-hm, I'm sure," Mirajane said sardonically. "In the same inn as Lucy, Natsu, and Happy, right?"

"Right."

"Except Nab said he saw them take a detour to go camping."

Erza continued to wash but internally began sweltering. She forgot: the campout. She'd been so fixated on her plan to seduce Gray that she'd nodded and ho-hummed her way through Natsu's suggestion of natural lodgings.

"And," Mirajane said, inching towards Erza through the water, "I received a pretty interesting complaint today. Something about a bath house with a hole smashed out of a private shower room and the guilty person running away."

She drifted behind Erza's back. Her fingers settled on the redhead's shoulders, one by one, her well-manicured nails pressing into Erza's skin just above her boobs.

"You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?"

Erza kept calm. "I may have."

"Oh, I'll bet, but… why is what I'd like to know."

Erza shrugged as Mira began running the sponge under her left breast. "Accidents happen."

"Oh, I'm sure, but why not use the door?"

"I couldn't with Gray-"

Erza caught herself but it was too late: the warm water and heady feeling she got from her sensitive breasts being touched, even in the bath, had lulled her into a loose-tongued state.

"Oooo-oooo! Gray?" Mira giggled like the gossipy devil she was. "Now what does he have to do with anything?"

Erza was as still as a statue. "He… He, well, rather-"

"'Forcefully'?" Mirajane suggested. "Roughly? Sensually? He rather what?"

The shame Erza felt at being outed made her cheeks tingle with red. After maintaining her secret tryst, not to mention carefully concealing the sexual treasure horde that was Gray Fullbuster… Rather, the rest of the horde, as anyone who'd seen him without his boxer shorts would attest, the last thing she wanted was another woman to start making eyes at her… lover? Slab of man-flesh? She still wasn't sure how she truly felt.

"Oh, come on, Erza!" Mirajane pleaded, tightening her grip on Erza's shoulders. "We both know I could get the details from Gray, even if I have to get… persuasive."

That did it. Erza wouldn't have an energy vampire like Mirajane sapping Gray of all he had to give, bodily fluids or otherwise. After making it very clear that Gray was hers, off-limits, and securing a vow of secrecy from Mira, Erza told all: her plan, her motions, Gray's size, his stamina (though that was no surprise; he was one of Fairy Tail's strongest wizards to not be S-rank), the stirrings she'd felt after their latest tumble, and the supplemental regimen she'd put him on after their first coupling ended with Gray tapped out and Erza still ravenously horny.

During all of this, Erza never noticed that Mira had taken her hand off of Erza's shoulder. This was because she'd hidden it behind her back, fingers crossed during all the assurances that she'd stay away from Gray. Mirajane had a thing for muscly boys, especially ones who acted one way but were secretly animals in bed. And, since the usual star of her fantasies had put himself in the doghouse (in her mind, anyway) for blowing off the guild during the Fairy-Phantom Guild War, Mirajane was in the market for a fallback plan…

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"What did you say to me, Cave-Breath?!"

"What? You deaf and stupid, Popsicle?!"

"I am not your face!"

A magic card landed beneath the butting heads and shot a whirlwind into the air, blowing them apart.

"We just lost a guild hall to a bunch of morons," Cana said, a flick of her fingers calling the card back to her hand. "This one's staying, exactly how it is, for at least another week, got it? Now, you!"

Gray pointed to himself. "Me?"

"Yeah, you. C'mere."

At Cana's beckoning, Gray trudged over and sat down at the bar. He knew without even looking that Natsu was giving him the raspberry-and-stink-eye combo to his back, before he ran off to pester Lucy and Levy about something.

"What's this about, Cana?" he asked.

Cana parked her bikini-clad boobs on the counter and propped her head on an elbow. "Your tab, Gray."

"But I don't… Drink..." His voice trailed off. "Ah, crap."

"Yeah, that's the problem: crap is all I've gotten from you," Cana said, before taking a sip from her mug.

"I told you-"

"You were just on a job, Gray," Cana said. "You got some money, and I got some drinks I want to pay off today."

"Natsu cheated and you know it! Isn't there some other way we can work this out?"

"Hey," Cana said with a shrug, "not my fault you backed the wrong pony. You just didn't want to own up to Natsu's strength."

Gray ran a hand through his hair. He glared daggers out of the corner of his eye at Elfman, the "real man" who'd gotten himself KO'd by Natsu a short while back and cost Gray a tall stack of cash… which he didn't have, because he'd used it to renovate/reinforce his furniture after he and Erza had humped it to death. In that sense, he was pretty sure he got ripped off twice.

He looked back at Cana and-

"Gray, your shirt?"

"What the-?!"

Cana's eyes lingered on Gray's bare torso for a moment, as he frantically looked around for his missing article. A memory surfaced in her mind, back from when she was young and dumb and hormonal and not used to having huge boobs to play with. It was a fond memory, for sure, but what came the next day… less so.

Still… It had been nice, for what it was. Maybe…

"Say, Gray."

Gray finished pulling his T-shirt on over his head and re-seated himself next to her. "Planning on letting me off?"

Change one letter, Cana thought, then chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Gray asked.

Cana downed her drink and set the mug down on the counter. Wiping her mouth with her wrist, she scooted out of her stool. "Maybe we can work this out. Go collect your reward money and meet me back at your place."

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"Come on, Luce!" Natsu insisted for the fourth time as he followed her back to her apartment.

"For the last time, Natsu, I'm not interested!"

"But it'll be fun! Don't knock it till you try it!"

"It will be a lot of things," Lucy conceded, "but 'fun' isn't one of them. Long, wet, maybe wriggly, but that's not my idea of fun!"

Natsu grinned and skipped up behind her. "Not even if it'll help your story?"

"Wuh-!" Lucy spun on her heel. "How'd you-… Who told you? Tell me!"

"Heard about it from Levy."

Lucy's face turned beet red. No one was supposed to know about that! What else had Levy spilled?

"Take it from me, Luce," Natsu said, throwing an arm over her shoulder, "if you're havin' trouble writing, Levy said you should try to unwind, relieve some tension, and there's nothing better than-"

"Alright, fine!" Lucy shouted, then sighed. "I'll go fishing with you and Happy. At least I know you won't be taking me out on a boat."

"All right!" Natsu threw a fist in the air. "Lemme grab my rods and I'll meet you at the lake outside of town."

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Gray grumbled to himself as he stood in his shower, running a soapy sponge along his arm. He'd already had a bath once today, as he'd already tried explaining, but the caramel-skinned girl sitting in his living room hadn't let up until he'd agreed. He tried to stand his ground, but there were only so many creative ways he could hear himself be called "smelly", and so many times Cana could somehow trigger his stripping habit to steal his pants, before he finally threw in the towel.

His grumbling, however, kept him unawares as someone slipped into the bathroom with him. He was only alerted to the intruder's presence when the sponge left his hands.

"Hey-" He was cut off when he saw who was sharing the stall with him, her big, floppy tits hanging out and her capris jeans nowhere to be seen.

"So, you ready to hear me out?" Cana asked, eyebrow raised as she squeezed the sponge over her boobs. The suds ran down their curves, flowing between her cleavage, and suddenly the water felt a little colder as the atmosphere in the shower got really fucking hot.

Dumbly, Gray nodded. He hadn't seen Cana like this since…

"Here's the deal," Cana said, stepping forward. Her caramel candied melons touched his chest and began engulfing his pecs with their size, nearly as big as Erza's sweet-grown sandbags. "I get three-quarters of the reward money you just made, and you make me cum until I'm satisfied. You do that, and I'll both let and get you off."

Gray blinked, dumbfounded, even as his hand began moving on its own to feel her up along her hip. "What's the catch?"

"The catch," Cana said, "is that you can't come inside of me."

His eyes widened. "Is it not safe?"

"No, I stopped by my room and popped a pill." Cana reached up and began to tie her long brown hair behind her head, knotting it into a pony tail. "But the only guys who get to blow their load in my baby-maker are boyfriend material."

Gray snorted. "Gee, thanks for the vote of confidence."

"Don't give me that," Cana said, leaning into him. She prodded his forehead with her finger but Gray's brain was more occupied with the increased smothering from her cans. "I gave you a shot. I let you pop my cherry, which is how I know I'm not going to regret this. And then, the very next day, you get into such a big fight with Natsu that it wrecks the bar and the tables and the barrel of Flyman's Fifty I was going to drink."

"He was asking for it," Gray said with no regrets.

"Doesn't matter. You two never watch where you're going when you brawl and that riot is why I can't date the men in Fairy Tail. You're all a bunch of morons."

Gray leaned in close, squeezing the round swelling of her ass cheek. "So what does that make you, if you're the kind of girl who'll ride a moron's dick?"

"It makes me a girl who'll fuck a moron if he's got a hot body, hot hands, and a decent cock." Cana lifted her leg and stroked Gray's hip with her knee. "Now take some of that caveman energy and put it to good use."

Smirking despite himself, Gray shook his head and hooked her leg with his hand. "You're a real piece of work, you know that, Cana?"

"What I am," she replied, hugging his head and putting her mouth next to his ear, "is a fine piece of ass in search of a good lay. You set my standard for both boy-toys and boyfriends, and I'm gonna hold you to it."

"You do that," Gray said, hefting her up so her pussy hovered just above his tip, "and in exchange, I'll hold… Ah, hell with it."

He dropped her on his cock.

"Holy shit!" Cana squawked, head thrown back and eyes gazing at the ceiling. "Fuck… Warn a GIRL! AH!"

Holding her in place (hey, there it was), Gray swung his hips out and in, slamming his cock into Cana's tight snatch as the local lush felt her curves jump and bounce with every powerful slam.

"Oh! Oh fuck, I forgot how good this feels!" Cana cried, clinging fast to Gray's head as he started to pick up speed.

"Hrgh… Been a while?" Gray asked. Cana felt like she was trying to squeeze the life out of his dick. "You're as tight as I remember!"

"And you're still huge!" Cana buried her nose in his black hair, closing her eyes and letting the water from the shower flow over her. "Mmh, harder! Faster! Don't hold back with a cock like this!"

"In that case-!" Kissing her collarbone, Gray whirled around and slammed Cana into the smooth stone wall. The girl cried out and found herself pinned by her biceps, held in the air as her legs wrapped around Gray's waist.

"Now," Gray said, staring hungrily at her chest, "you love showing off these tits. High time I got a face full!"

"Go for it!" Cana barked. "Lemme slap your face with my giant titties!"

And he did, burying his face between those twin globes of sexy goodness, kissing, sucking, licking, doing every hands-off thing he could imagine while his hips pistoned in and out of her. Cana twisted her body back and forth as promised, delivering wet, sloshy smacks across Gray's cheeks. Her girls were always in need of attention, hence why she wore bikini tops all the time.

Cana's breath was heavy and regularly interrupted by gasps and moans, her knees squeezing him tight, silently begging for more. She was a red-blooded gal who, thanks to her own high standards, hadn't gotten laid in over a month. Her hungry little pussy was starved for cock; not even a one-night stand with a hot lady and a strap-on could sate it. She missed the muscles and rough hands and feral lovin' that Gray had introduced to her the night they'd decided to step into adulthood together. For a good, raw, unhinged shower-fuck, Cana's search for a boyfriend could wait its turn.

Cana yelped and shuddered as Gray carefully caught one of her brown nipples between his teeth. He released her wrists so he could put his hands on her boob, squeezing and massaging the fatty mass of milk-making flesh, trying to coax some milk that would never come but felt so damn nice.

"Oooh yeaaaah," Cana groaned. Her fingers clawed at his back, her legs flailing as she felt herself building to a climax. "Mmmh, keep fucking me. You remember what I like."

Gray leaned back, pulling on her nipple and drawing a high-pitched squeal out of Cana, stretching her tit till it hurt so good before letting go. It bounced back into place, just as Gray lost his balance and went crashing back against the other side of the stall.

Cana unclasped her legs in time. "Fuck, I'm so close! What can we…"

Looking down, she saw that Gray was seated against the wall, as if he was a chair. Cana grinned and planted her feet.

"Now you just stay right there," Cana said, rising up off his cock and turning herself around. "If you can hold it in till I cum, I'll give you a special surprise."

Shaking her ass at him, hypnotizing him with the jiggle of her firm glutes, Cana lined herself up and, after rubbing the tip against her wet pussy lips, slammed her ass down on his cock.

"Nnnnng, that feels good," Cana moaned, then started to bounce. She braced her hands on the wall in front of her and put everything she had into her hips and thighs.

"Shit…" Gray hissed. "You look so sexy riding my dick. I just-"

"Ah!" Cana felt his hands groping and pulling at her wildly flopping tits. "My tits! Really sensitive! Gray! Fuck yrh!" Her teeth clenched as she felt her first orgasm building. "Jrst like that! Rgh! Ah! AH! CUMMING! CUMMING!"

One last slam and her whole body clenched. She sat back on Gray's cock and curled around it, one spasm of ecstasy after another shooting out of her loins. She could feel Gray swelling inside of her; his breath was hitched. He wasn't far behind.

"Aaaah… Whew." Cana quickly popped her pussy free of his meaty spear and knelt down in front of him, watching the water run down his abs and split around his shaft and balls.

Mmmm, and what a set, Cana thought as two of her fingers toyed with them. His cock twitched in front of her, so she decided to stop torturing him and drop the pretense.

"Okay, big boy," she said, hefting her tits and plopping them around his cock. "Shoot that big load all over my face."

"Shit…" Gray's fingers tried to find purchase on the wall. Erza liked to use her tits to goad him into skull-fucking her, but Cana was much more generous with her movements. One full milk sack slid up while the other slid down, Cana seesawing her tits around his cock while frequently leaning in to lick his tip. Her open mouth was grunting and moaning, making the exact sounds he needed to-

"SHIIIIT!" Gray came. Boy, he came. If Cana's eyes hadn't already been closed, he might've blinded her with the thick white rope that spattered against the bridge of her nose. A happy sigh exited Cana's mouth as she let Gray's sticky cum paint her up good. That was the bonus of shower sex: she could get bukkaked to her heart's content, even if it was only one set of balls doing it, and the clean-up was a cinch.

When the last spurt landed on her tits, Cana wiped the spunk from her eyelids and took a look at her work. She had a cum blanket all over her tanned titties and hands. There was probably a lot more on her face, from how the gobs dripped into her field of vision.

Gray collapsed against the wall, panting like he'd run a marathon. A drop of cock-cream flew to Cana's lips as her tits bounced closed, squirting their coating into the air.

"Aaaah, that was fucking good," Cana breathed. "Damn, Gray, how backed-up was your dick?"

The ice wizard chuckled and tentatively shimmed back up the wall. "You'd be surprised."

Standing up in front of him, letting him admire his work by showing off her stretched and abused hole, Cana prodded his half-flaccid cock with her big toe.

"Got any more in there?" she asked. Her eyes grew wide as she felt his cock start to swell. It grew between her big and second toe, until she had to withdraw her foot or risk getting a reverse-bunion. "...Never mind."

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"Aaaah," Natsu sighed. "This feels nice."

"Actually…" Lucy's eyes met his. "Yeah, it kind of is. Now I see why you asked me."

The two of them along with Happy lay on the bank of a small lake, fishing rods jammed into the ground at their feet. Natsu divided Lucy and Happy, though the former was a little closer to him than the latter.

A wind blew across the water, rippling the surface and giving Lucy goosebumps. Her sleeveless top hadn't prepared her for wind chill.

"Lucy?" Natsu asked as the blonde scooted over and slid and arm under his neck, so that her side was against his. If Natsu had been anyone else, he would've reveled in the fact that Lucy's large boob was spilling over his arm.

Rather, he enjoyed it, if only for how soft it felt through the fabric of her top, but nothing more than that. He wasn't some horny, out-of-control teenager.

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"Ooh, Gray! Fuck me! Fuck my tight little pussy with your huge fucking cock!"

Cana lay thrown over the arm of Gray's couch like a saddle bag, her head turned so she could watch his fit, shirtless body gyrate against her. He had two handfuls of her big brown booty and was using them like handholds to fuck her cunt good.

"Don't need to tell me twice!" He slapped her rear and watched it jiggle like gelatin, before leaning forward and grabbing her huge, sensitive tits. "How could I say no to all of this?"

Then he kicked it up a notch, never pulling out more than halfway to focus on speed. Cana's voice jumped with each thrust, her cries of "Ah! Ah! Ah!" spurring him to go faster. Her legs kicked in the air behind her like she was riding the world's horniest bicycle, moving entirely of their own accord. Gray was in control of her lower half, not her, and so long as he was doing all the work, Cana couldn't complain.

The lush grinned as her eyes met Gray's. "With a cock like this, AH!" He'd given her nipples a squeeze. "How the hell don't you have a girlfriend?!"

"Again- whoa!" Suddenly it got a whole lot tighter inside her, but Gray didn't see Cana's cum-face.

"Yeah?" Her ass cheeks began seesawing like her tits had earlier, sliding up and down his pelvis. "Am I not good enough for you?"

"You were… Oh shit…"

"You better pull out, mister!" Cana said, before biting her lip. "Ooo, but time it right! You're getting bigger!"

"You were…" Gray tripoded his head on the small of her back as his hips began using his full length. "Always… Not… INTERESTED!"

"AAAH yeah!" Cana cried, squeezing his dick with her cooch. However, this pushed Gray over the edge and he gave her a hot load to the cervix. "What the FUUU-uuck!"

His jizz got everywhere his cock didn't, and her pussy was sick of waiting. She came, hard, even as Gray broke her one rule. She couldn't help it: standards or no, she was a girl who wanted both a solid man and a few healthy babies, so a good fuck with a creamy climax was close enough for her body's liking.

"Dammit…" Gray grit his teeth as he pulled out, Cana's pussy still tight and not ready to let him go.

Cana herself was unresponsive at first, outside of her quivering cunt. She'd been fucked until her mind blanked, but now, as she began to clear the cobwebs from her brain, the drizzling trail running down her stomach clued her in.

"You are such an asshole!" she barked, swinging her legs around and sitting up on his couch arm. "I told you not to cum inside me!"

Gray sighed and hung his head. "You're right. I'm sorry. It just felt too good inside you."

Cana's ire softened and she sighed, too. "Just don't think… You know what? Deal's changed."

Her legs swung out and pulled his hips against her drizzling groin. "You pay my bar tab tomorrow and I'll officially let you off."

Gray groaned. "Seriously? The way you drink could cover an entire job reward!"

"Then you better fuck me till I forget my own name," Cana said, squeezing him with her thighs. "Because then, I might forget how you came inside me. Wah!"

Gray crushed her to him and kissed the side of her neck. Cana bit her lip and smiled as she felt his amazing cock harden up once again.

"Now that's a job fit for 'The Gray'," he murmured.

Cana laughed and bit his ear, remembering how he'd called himself that the night they'd decided to trade in their V-cards.

She also remembered how hard and good the sex had been. As Gray reached down and rubbed his tip against her swollen clit, filling her vision with stars and fantasies of what else they'd do that day, she wondered: if Gray couldn't fuck her until she forgot, could he fuck her until she forgave?

Author's note:

I promise, next chapter it won't be just Gray laying the pipe. Provided, of course, my patron gives me enough words to work with.

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