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Breakfast at Tiffany's smile and emerald eyes. Aerith's stride is steady and sure, manolo's click-clacking on the brightly lit floor. Perfect darlin'-pink nails resting on her prada handbag, she finds her target with quiet ease. Tifa easily gravitates toward her favored whore, the underaged child-bride, teasing gaze and teenage spunk. Tifa likes 'em bratty, likes 'em when they play hard to get. But Tifa's also soft, a romantic at heart. Aerith wont be surprised if, in a year or two worth of time, she'll take the cutie's hand in marriage. That's just the kinda gal Tifa is; show the wide-eyed kid the big an' bright world, give her the moon. Would be pathetic if she wasn't Aerith's best friend.
The Madam's lounging on one of the sofas, legs daintily crossed, one shoulder bare where her usual kimono has slipped down. Aerith draws her fingers over said shoulder, digs her nails in for funsies, leaves red gashes on marvellous skin.
"Little Missy," the Madam greets her, voice low and eyelids even lower. Aerith easily finds a seat in her lap, angles her legs so the knees touch the back of the sofa, heels barely touching the armrest.
She slips her fingers into the window of her open kimono, grazes her nails over the curve of the Madam's breasts. Perky nipples, perfect acerola, not a hair out of place, the Madam's a picturesque painting come to life.
"A private room or a show, little Missy?" the Madam asks. Aerith answer by opening the Madam's Kimono wider, latching her mouth onto one of those perfect nipples, uses her tongue to circle it, her teeth to gently nip, elicits a shiver of the ever so controlled Madam. The Madam's head rolls back and Aerith pulls the kimono down her shoulders, bares both her tits to the world. From the corner of her mouth Aerith can see a few curious onlookers, one guy with his hands down his pants, another with his up the skirt of his girl. Other side, and Tifa's already at work, eating her girl out, Yuffie's moans shameless and loud, drowning out all other noises in the club.
Aerith plays with the Madam's wonderful tits, kneads them with the tips of her fingers before she sucks the as of yet unattended nipple into her mouth, hollows her cheeks and sucks and sucks, like she's trying to draw milk.
Would be so hot, Aerith thinks, getting her mouth sticky with the Madam's milk, drink and drink till she feels like she's bursting.
The Madam's hand finds her way under Aerith's dress to her ass. Spreads her cheeks wide, her fingers teasing at Aerith's hole. Aerith's breath hitches. She's getting excited. She didn't come here purposely thinking of some good old fashioned ass play, but she's not gonna complain. She's open to whatever the Madam's got in mind for tonight.
"Not dry, at least," Aerith breathes against the shell of the Madam's ear, pulls a small bottle of lube out from between her own tits. No bra and no panties, just the way the Madam likes it. Aerith's nothing if not a people pleaser.
The Madam bunches the skirt of Aerith's dress up around her waist, exposes her ass to the entire club. Aerith can hear someone wolf-whistle, someone clapping, and the guy from earlier, with his hand down his pants? Seems he just came all over his own hand, just with the picture-perfect image of Aerith's round ass, cheeks still spread wide on the Madam's hand. He's licking his own come off his fingers and that, Aerith decides, is pretty fucking hot.
The Madam pours a generous amount of lube over her fingers, rubs them together to warm it up before she traces her fingers over Aerith right ass cheek, down to her hole. She presses one finger in, is ruthless about it. No shy fiddling, just one finger straight up her ass, then another, and another, and Aerith's already rocking on them, back and forth, helps the Madam stretch her wide and easy. Aerith's now kneeing on top of the Madam, her knees encasing the woman's thighs, her ass sticking out like a diamond ring ripe for the taking. Riding the Madam's fingers like a show pony, Aerith says, excitedly breathing, "Fist me, okay? Fist me."
The Madam obliges with a teasing smirk, adds her pinky to the other three fingers, her thumb gently teasing the rim of Aerith's hole. Aerith swears she's so wet just from this, just from the Madam playing a little with her ass. But she wants more, wants to suck in the Madam's whole hand, if possible up to her elbow. Until she can feel her fist inside her stomach, can feel it press tightly against her skin, her stomach bloated as if pregnant with her first child.
The image she can see from the corner of her eyes, Tifa and Yuffie scissoring on the floor, Tifa's huge tits swinging up and down with each thrust, Yuffie's own cute tits entirely covered by Tifa's groping hands, only adds to her excitement, feels like she's creating a fucking sea on the Madam's knee. Aerith keeps riding them boh, the Madam's fist and her knee, pussy needy and throbbing. Her clit needs some attention, now, and the Madam seems to sense it as she squeezes Aerith's clit just then, puts her other fingers inside her hot cunt. Now penetrated from behind and the front, Aerith needs the Madams' words, her absolute order, and she will come then and there. Probably even squirt, considering how pent up she is.
Just then the Madam whitls her around, viciously twists her on her fist, her fingers slipping out of Aerith's pussy. Aerith whines at the loss, but the Madame doesn't pay her any mind. She pulls Aeriths' dress over her head so she's sitting stark naked in the Madam's lap, her tits bouncing free. The Madam squeezes one of her tits, her hand sticky from Aerith's own slick. Aerith can see all the eyes on them, the hungry gazes, dicks and tits all over the place, ready to devour her, fuck her mouth, her tits, her ass, her pussy—use and abuse her, if only she let them.
Aerith closes her eyes, allows herself to imagine it for a moment: The pussy of some random stranger on her mouth, her fingers in some juicy pussy; dicks stretching her ass and pussy wide, viciously thrusting, rocking, releasing. Another cock between her tits, ruthlessly using them for his own absolution. Her fingers wrapped around the last dick, jerking someone off with her eyes closed, come on her tits, on her come-filled belly, her eyelids, running out of her mouth and down her chin.
Shin-Ra's darling princess, the local cum dumpster. What a shame, what a shame.
Aerith moans, loud and without abandon. The Madam's whispering ruthlessly, "You dirty girl, I know exactly what you're thinking. I may be the whore but you'd let all of them fuck you for free, wouldn't you? I'm sure you would even let me blindfold you and bare your ass for everyone to fuck, and i won't make them stop until you know which cock's mine."
Hot. So, so fucking hot. Aerith's leaking at this point, her pubeless pussy smeared with her own slick, and she presses her spread cheeks against the Madam's front, lets her head fall back to rest against the Madam's shoulder, breathes against her throat, hot and heavy, whines, really, "Please, let me come."
The Madam kisses the corner of her mouth, laughs meanly. Spreads the lips of Aerith's pussy wide open and says, "Sure, little Missy. Come, and let everyone see."
And Aerith does.