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The Champion District seems beautiful right now, the alcohol you drank earlier making the world seem softer around the edges. You’re rummaging through your purse when you hear a familiar voice calling out to you.
“Princess! It’s been too long.”
You look up and blush immediately. Goromi’s dressed… more provocatively than you remember, a tight bodycon dress hugging her every curve. The hem barely manages to reach past her ass--if she bent over, you’d definitely get an eyeful of her tattoo.
“It hasn’t been that long,” you say, smiling and returning the hug she pulls you into. She’s warm and smells of sweat like she’d been out clubbing before meeting you. You can barely smell her regular perfume, but you can’t make yourself be upset over it.
She clings onto your arm and starts dragging you out of the Champion District. You smile at the touch.
“Needy tonight?” You tease, grateful for her attention. You push back a lock of your hair and laugh when she pouts at you.
“‘I’ve been partyin’ all night, girl,” she says. “Can you blame me for wantin’ some human contact not tryin’ to drag me into the bathroom?”
You pull yourself closer to her, sighing at the warmth radiating off her. “How about we go to your place and cuddle, then?”
She grins and wraps her arm around your waist, almost possessively. “Great idea.”
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You’re on Goromi’s plush sofa, your arms tangled together as you cuddle. She’s warm and smells intoxicating, you can’t get enough. Her tights-clad legs are rubbing gently against your bare ones, getting you more worked up than you’d like to admit. She’s nuzzling against you, sighing as she relaxes by measures.
You’re trying to keep your breathing even when you feel her chuckle against you, tightening her grip around her waist.
“Gettin’ excited, hm? Seems like you had some ulterior motives, babe.”
You falter and try and find an excuse, but nothing comes to mind. “It’s not what you think…”
Your voice comes out weaker than you expected.
She chuckles, her voice dripping with arousal. She squeezes closer to you and begins palming at your tented skirt. You whimper at the touch, embarrassed she found you out so easily.
“You really like my tights, eh?” She moves her leg against you sensually, emphasizing her point.
You swallow heavily, nodding and moaning as she lifts your skirt up and strokes you through your panties.
“Well you’ve been very naughty, princess,” she says, her voice almost a purr. “What’re ya gonna do to make up for it?”
“Anything,” you say breathlessly.
“Somehow I knew you’d say that,” she says, grinning. “Y’know, my feet are really achin’ from all the dancin’ I did tonight. Mind givin’ me a foot rub?”
She scoots herself to the other end of the sofa, leaving you bereft of her warmth before casually placing her feet in your lap. You move so you’re facing her, one leg hanging off the sofa as you get into a better position to give her a massage.
From this angle, you can see up her skirt easily. You don’t know if it’s your imagination or not, but you swear you can see sweat glistening around her panties. You swallow and avert your eyes, beginning to rub her feet.
She sighs and relaxes further into the sofa as you begin working your thumbs into the ball of her foot, rubbing at the tension there. She quivers and lets out a soft sound, almost squirming away.
“Ah, ow ow ow, right there,” she says. “Harder.”
You dig your thumb into her tights-clad foot, your cock twitching as she moans as the tension is relieved from her body.
“You’re so good at this,” she says, smiling at you. She wiggles the toes on her other foot. “Don’t forget the other one, eh?”
You nod, darting your eyes away again as they get drawn to beneath her skirt. You can see the outline of her balls, her erection against her red panties. She must notice, because she lifts her leg even more, giving you an even better look.
You swallow the lump in your throat, beginning to work your thumbs against her heel as you stare, unashamed.
“Can’t believe you’re lookin’ up my skirt,” Goromi says, grinning.
You glance up at her face before staring down at her foot, flushed. Even through her dark tights, you can tell her toenails are painted a bright pink.
She presses her free foot against your erection, making you moan loudly.
“Is it really makin’ anythin’ up if you’re gettin’ off on this?” Goromi asks, amused.
You don’t want this to stop. She bites her bottom lip and gives you a look so full of arousal your cock twitches.
“Think you can be a good girl for me?”
You nod frantically. Anything for her.
She stands up, holding her hand out to you. She leads you into the bedroom, grabbing playfully at your ass before sitting you on the bed.
She strips out of her pantyhose, grinning at the look on your face. “Here, stand up.
You stand up, confused. She kneels in front of you and curls up her pantyhose like she’s about to put them on, but gestures at your legs instead. Your head goes light as you lift your feet when she asks you too, putting her warm hose on your legs. You can barely breathe properly, your fingers palming yourself through the fabric without even thinking about it.
She chuckles at you, kissing your neck. “You like that?”
You nod frantically. You might be imagining it, but you think you’re enveloped in her musk after donning the pantyhose. The fabric is damp, too, and it’s making your head spin. It’s overwhelming in a way, but you don’t want the sensation to stop.
“Here, lay yer head off the edge of the bed, just like that,” she says, laying you on your back and helping you adjust your body so your head hangs loose off the bed.
Your breathing quickens as she pulls up her dress, her cock painfully hard against her panties. She quickly steps out of them, placing them on your chest with a grin.
“You remember how to get my attention, right?” She asks, always considerate of your comfort.
You nod frantically. “Three taps on whatever I can reach.”
“Good job, princess,” she says, her grin turning into something hungry. “Open wide.”
You loll your tongue out of your mouth, staring excitedly as she strokes herself a few times as she approaches you. A bead of precum leaks down the side as she presses against your mouth. You start licking around the head, trying to work under the foreskin but she pulls away.
“Nuh-uh, you’re just gonna sit there,” she says sternly.
You swallow and nod, sticking your tongue out enticingly. She presses the head of her cock into your mouth, sighing at the wet heat of your tongue and cheeks. She presses in slowly, letting you get adjusted as she goes deep in your throat. You falter for just a moment, her length almost making you gag but you focus and swallow it down.
Her musk is so strong like this, with your nose pressed against her balls. She’s fully hilted, the head of her cock reaching into your throat as you swallow around her just how she likes it. She moans, thrusting her hips shallowly, never pulling far away, knowing you want to be buried in her scent.
Though she’d been clubbing before this, you can’t help but adore how she smells. It’s overwhelming and goes straight to your brain, making it go fuzzy as you inhale in quick bursts. You work your tongue on her cock, pleased when her hips stutter.
“Fuck,” she mutters.
You’re enveloped in her musk, pleased as can be. You rub your aching cock through her pantyhose, whimpering as you realize just how covered you are with her essence.
She doesn’t fuck your mouth for long. She pulls out, a blush high on her cheeks.
“Fuck, yer throat feels too good,” she says. “On yer front, now.”
You scramble to obey her, the dominance in her voice making your heart throb. She caresses your ass, chuckling when you begin to squirm.
She has you get on your hands and knees and pulls the hose down just past your ass--so she can get to your hole. Your heart beats a tattoo against your ribcage as you realize she’s going to fuck you.
“I ain’t gonna go easy on ya tonight,” she says, beginning to finger you without warning.
You moan lowly against the crook of your elbow as she mercilessly stretches you out, scissoring her fingers with the newly-warmed lube.
“Fuck, yer hole’s so pretty,” she says. “Nice and pink and needy for me.”
You moan at her words, arching your back and spreading your legs as far as the hose lets you.
She pulls her fingers out without warning, making you moan at the emptiness. Your hole flutters, squeezing desperately around nothing. You aren’t empty for long, though.
Goromi’s cockhead teases your hole, catching against it as she waits for you to relax further. She pours lubes directly onto your hole, making you yelp, but she chooses that moment to begin spearing you open, turning your voice into a long moan.
“Ahhhh, so big,” you say, panting as she works you open.
“Better get ready, princess,” Goromi says, stroking down your back.
Your breath catches in your throat with excitement.
She begins fucking you earnestly, slamming her hips against your ass. You cry out at her brutal pace, her thick cock fucking precum from your aching dick onto the bedspread below you. You’re whining as she thrusts, digging your fists into the sheets.
“Goromiii,” your voice comes out in stutters as she fucks you.
She grunts in reply, pausing for a moment to readjust her position before she fucks into you harder than before. You cry out, tears welling in your eyes at the pleasure she’s bringing you. You know you’ll be sore in the morning, but you can’t help yourself from loving it in the moment. She’s hitting your prostate so perfectly, your cock’s like a leaking faucet, dribbling precum on every thrust.
She slows her pace, and you whine. You’re about to beg her to keep going when she pulls out slowly, almost all the way out, just the head still inside your ass. Right before she pulls all the way out, she buries herself deeply inside you, spreading your cheeks apart so she can go balls deep. She repeats the motion, brutally fucking inside you as you moan.
“Fuck, this hole was made for me,” Goromi says, panting as she continues fucking you. “Can ya start workin’ yer hole for me, princess?”
You whine loudly and begin clenching around her as she fucks you, slow but intense thrusts making you whine. She grunts as you work your ass around her, kissing her balls on every hilt into you. She goes back to fucking at a brutal pace, her hand fumbling across your abdomen before gripping your cock and jerking you off quickly. One, two, three strokes and you’re cumming with a cry, your hole clenching around her as she fucks you through your orgasm.
She doesn’t last much longer. Your cum across the bedsheets hasn’t even begun to cool before she’s moaning and burying herself inside you, spurting cum inside your well-used hole.
You want to stay like that, your hole held open and cum kept inside you, but she pulls out slowly, making you whine. She thumbs at your hole, making you squirm.
“Ya look good with my cum leakin’ outta ya,” she says. She pushes what’s leaked onto your taint back inside you before pulling your panties and her hose up, sitting on the bed and gesturing for you to lay across her lap.
“Lemme know when you’re okay to walk,” she says, stroking your sweaty forehead. “I’ll getcha showered and bathed and get ya some ibuprofen so ya aren’t sore tomorrow.”
You kiss the inside of her wrist and smile.