Ngl, after hearing about this scenario with Kali. I feel she would treat Sun better than Blake ever would. Especially after how she treated him throughout Volume 4.
So, to be 100% honest, I still see Blake as an extremely shity, selfish person who was let off the hook when she actually did some really shitty stuff. Like, she just got a pass on all her bullshit, treating her friends like trash, always leaving them when they needed her most, always going on her little moral crusades that puts everyone else in danger, and her big moment? She showed up with the rest of team Rwby ON ACCIDENT??
That's her big redeeming moment?? She just so happened to show up where they were on anther one of her selfish, dangerous, self centered crusades where she put the guy who was in love with her in danger and then brushes him off just as quickly??
And what does she get?? No repercussions, no consequences, the guy who risked his life is brushed to the side, and she gets with Yang because "reasons."
Seriously, Blake is an outright asshole who hides behind her trauma and uses it as an excuse to treat others like shit. And god forbid a character finally snaps at her in the most fucking mundane way possible after Ruby had gone though tons of shit, lest the fandom pop a blood vessel.
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Been holding that one in for a while, long story short, honestly fuck Blake. She used to be one of my favorite characters, but she's honestly just a shitty person who got away with it.
The longer the series has gone on, the more i dont care for Blake. If you told me at the beginning, my favorite of team rwby would be Weiss, and Blake would be my least favorite, i wouldn't have believed it.
But Weiss has grown so much as a character, and been through highs and lows.
Blake has gotten everything she wanted, without consequence. Rewarded for every wrong she's ever done and no one bats an eye. There wont ever be a consequence for her, if there was going to be one, she would have gotten it long ago.
So, I'm literally just going to be sitting in a truck for work probably for the next several hours doing nothing. If anybody wants to send stuff to me (not prompts) but just like thoughts and opinions questions. Opinions characters, FMK stuff, my OCs, ask about any ideas i have but just dont write, or something else go ahead. Itll help stem the boredom.
A little piece about Cricket showing up to a public fancy party with her bodyguard Barbue, and Cricket deciding she's too bored to stay for long!
The word rape will be used for lewd effect, but none of it is noncon or even dubcon, Cricket just likes saying nasty naughty words!
Size diff, by the way, can be seen here~!
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Barbue wished slightly sometimes he could be someone who could keep his head down, not be noticed in a crowd, it'd make his life a little easier in some ways, but harder in others he reckons. But, currently, as the fancy music played loudly in the big grand ballroom, he's not sure, he lived in a swamp, the fact that he wasn't such a man was plainly evident as the sea of fancy dressed people gave him a wide birth as wide as he was tall.
People stared, shocked, scared, perplexed, and some even indignant as he walked through the fancy hall, women gasped and he couldn't help but feel that little bit of shame for scaring so many folk.
He didn't mean to, he wasn't gonna hurt nobody, but he understood why so many were scared of him, just the scars on his face were enough to show people he's been in a tussle or two, his red eyes gleaming dangerously back even if he tried not to linger on people for too long incase they got too scared.
His heavy boots thudded dully across the ground and he had hoped it'd hide his heavy sigh from his boss. It didn't though.
"Hey, relax, they'll get over it," he heard on his right shoulder, literally. The weight of the small goblin on his shoulder was almost enough for him to forget about as he felt her hand rest on top of his head, gently reassuring him in a way that did actually help a little. "They're just a bunch of pussies, besides, scaring people is why I hired you. They just don't know you're actually a bit of weenie."
"Ah know boss," Barbue huffed a little chuckle as she flicked the side of his head, something he barely even through his steel hard scales, trying his best to ignore the way his gorgeous employer's thigh squished against the side of his face as she crossed her long (for her size) legs and leaned against him.
"Ah just wish ah didn'need to scare so many people for jus' being here." Barbue had dressed up even nicer than usual in hopes of making things a little better, even wore a tie, but it seemed fancy dress didn't make many people feel at ease when a giant gator monster came walking through their door.
Barbue wasn't the only one who dressed up either, and that fact was exactly one he was trying to ignore, though failing. Cricket's weight as she sat on his shoulder was almost something he could ignore, if not for her meaty, soft, doughy dumptruck ass squished lewdly against the side of his face and shoulder, those hefty, jiggly cheeks sat nicely on his muscled shoulder in her gorgeous, revealing "dress" that for sure would make him blush if his scales weren't so thick.
"Yeah, I know, but they can fuckin' deal with seein' a real man for a few hours!" Barbue smiled a little at her attempt to make him feel better. Everyone always said the Boss Lady was evil, but they just didn't get to know her, she cares in her own way.
She also obviously cared about her appearance. Her "dress" was something Barbue hadn't seen before, he'd always imagined the kinds of dresses all the women here wore, very frilly and big, super extravagant to show off how wealthy they were the way rich folk always seemed to. But the Boss lady was like the exact opposite.
Black straps crisscrossed across her chest and held up a top that only covered her chest, almost like a more covering lingerie bra, said straps holding up a black band around her hips like a garter belt holding up two strips of sheer black fabric, one hiding the front of her tiny black shorts like a high cut dress, going down far between her thighs.
The other barely hid her plump ass and tiny booty shorts, and even then in some light he could see straight through it, seeing her shorts riding high up between her asscheeks that always made him throb just a bit. Her black choker and black fishnet thigh highs didn't help either, her tall black high heels still her shoe of choice, but looking just as amazing on her as always.
The Boss Lady wasn't like him at all, she reveled in the people staring in shock, that such a whorish goblin had not only crashed their fancy party dressed like a slut, but that she was invited. She delighted in the fear as she flashed her sharp teeth and yellow slit eyes, laughed arrogantly as the men stared in sudden lust and desire, and their women they came with stared in hatred.
He wished he could be like The Boss in that regard, she was always so confident, even while so small.. He respected her a lot, and he always felt better knowing she wasn't feeling as out of place as he was.
"There's the table, Barbue." He was jostled out of his admittedly lustful musing when she pointed at the table, a section with more room, more fancy people, but the more exclusive section the nobles here squawked at when he was let passed the velvet red line by the frightened guards.
He gave a brief nod to the rest of their entourage, Cricket's other bodyguards, well dressed but dangerous looking, getting a nod back from what he would call Cricket's second favorite guard, a grungy looking young man with scars all over his face. The men spread out, covering multiple angles, much to the shock of the nobles, and the guards of the venue, as Cricket's men were very clearly better armed then they were.
"I wouldn't worry too much about the opinion of people you can't trust as far as you can throw~" Cricket whispered a bit gleefully, something he admittedly agreed with, putting him even more at ease as Cricket jumped off his shoulder like nothing, landing perfectly balanced on high heels.
"Ah, Cricket, you made it!"
Barbue had just pulled out the Boss's chair for her when he heard the deep voice of a man, turning around he saw a handsome man, 6ft maybe, with long dirty blonde hair and a full beard. He was the one who invited The Boss, if he recalled correctly, the son of some extremely important noble. 'Eh, he's alright.' was The Boss Lady's description. Not a threat. But he could tell, she didn't care for him nearly as much as he cared for her. And he didn't care for her nearly as much as that viking fellow who always follows her around, he chuckled silently to himself.
"Arthur." Cricket was plain, but that was her polite, and Barbue watched as the man walked up to her with a one track mind, the women he was talking to previously looking like a half eaten piece of cake thrown aside early. "Not exactly my scene, but looks like you went all out."
"Why of course, I planned on inviting very important guests, I had to give a good impression!" The man looked Th Boss Lady up and down in ways that always made Barbue annoyed, but that's the way it's always been with Cricket, she was gorgeous, she was paid for sex, but Barbue still didn't like it. "Speaking of, you're looking gorgeous!"
"Thank you, my seamster was pretty proud of this one." After a while of being around her, Barbue knew exactly why Cricket did what she did, why she spoke the way she spoke. Like now, she didn't compliment him back, she moved the conversation to something else, something the man obviously noticed as he deflated just a touch, but wrote it off just as quick since she had seemingly not meant anything by it.
"Seems your friends disagree though." The Boss grinned as the man looked back at the indignant bunch of women, and the torn looking men. Barbue wondered why the man wanted Cricket here so badly since he looked back at her with an apologetic smile. Lust? Sure he seemed into her, but he wouldn't care what other people thought of her if it was just that. If Barbue had to bet money on it, he admired her a little more then that. And if he figured that out, Cricket knew that a year before he did.
"Y-Yes, well, you know how people can be. It's rare seeing a goblin, let alone one as beautiful as yourself! Perhaps they'll come around if I introduce you?" He once again tried to elicit a favorable reaction.
The Boss once again stopped him in his tracks. Barbue almost felt bad, the man had clearly only ever dealt with women impressed by his looks or status. Seems he'd never been on this end of a conversation before.
"I'm not interested in some snobbish nobles who can't stand someone like me existing." It was short, but effective, the man looked apologetic, but understanding. This clearly wasn't going the way he planned. He seemed nice, but he new Cricket was keeping him at arms reach, like most people. "Besides, I doubt they could handle meeting my date."
"Your date?"
Barbue was coached for this, a way to keep any guy she was annoyed with away but couldn't explicitly tell to fuck off. Guess this is who she meant?
"Howdy." Barbue's rumbling, deep voice cut through the fancy music and polite conversation like a meat cleaver as he stepped up just behind the Boss, eclipsing her tiny, curvy body 3 to 4 times over. And the man across from her looked up at him, slowly looking up from Cricket to his scarred face, eyes wide, most likely at how he hadn't noticed him before.
"Wh-.. Why hello there.." The poor man looked like he's just seen a ghost, clearly he was a tall and rather solid looking man himself, but seeing Barbue must have been quite a shock. "I don't believe we've met.."
"Nope. M'name's Barbue. Nice to meet'ya." Barbue didn't wanna scare him away, Cricket looked absolutely delighted by the reaction of the man, like she was trying not to laugh, but Barbue didn't mean to scare him.
Extending his massive arm and offering his equally as large hand for a handshake made the men take a half step back, but to his credit, his shaky hand reached forward for a hand shake. Barbue could feel the slight tremor as he firmly shook his hand, yanking the man forward a bit just from that.
"A-A pleasure.. I.. Ahem. My name is Arthur Whitehall, welcome." Barbue was slightly impressed as the man adjusted himself and tried not to seem like he was about to make a mess in his pants. "I'm honored to meet someone who's so close to Cricket."
Barbue adjusted his tail, and it made the man flinch.. He felt bad, he didn't mean to scare anyone.
"Seems like your friends there are trying to get your attention," The Boss laughed, leaning against Barbue's leg while watching the frightened group whisper shout him to get away while he could. "Maybe we should talk later when shit's more chilled out."
"Y-Yes! Perhaps that's for the best!" The man seemed eager to get away, for a breather? To stop shaking? Barbue wasn't sure. "P-Perhaps later I shall steal-.. Request Cricket for a dance! But for now, I shall greet other guests, please make yourself comfortable."
Cricket's delightfully wicked laugh was only slightly hidden as the man hurried away, wiping the sweat from his brow. Barbue sighed heavily, he never wanted to scare anyone he didn't mean to, even if The Boss enjoyed it as much as she did.
"Well guess he's not as tough as he looks hahaha!" Cricket cackled, but Barbue just deflated slightly.
"Yeah.."
The Boss stopped laughing, and he looked down to see her staring up at him, a recognition in her eyes he couldn't quite place.
"Come on, let's at least eat something while we're stuck here." The Boss's mood shifted just as quick, grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the table, though she couldn't actually move him if she wanted to, he followed when he felt her tug.
"Oi!" The boss called out to a waiter, who was trying to act like she wasn't there until she was called out. "Bring us the most expensive steaks you got on the menu!"
"Y-Yes Ma'am!" The poor girl stuttered and hurried away, completely ignoring the table she was just at as she rushed to the kitchen.
"That shit better be big, I can't stand these tiny portions nobles eat." The Boss mumbled, just as Barbue got back into the motions of pulling the chair out for her, just for her to look up at him with a raised brow.
"Sit." She stated firmly, taking him by surprise.
"Ah can stand behind-" He started, getting cut off instantly.
"I wasn't asking." Her grin was challenging him to talk back, but she and he both knew he wouldn't.
"Yes Ma'am."
The chair creaked with strain under his weight, but holding steady thankfully, and Barbue was about to pull himself into the table when The Boss Lady walked up and planted her fine, round, plush and pillowy ass right down in his lap, right on the crotch of his pants, between his legs, wiggling her wide hips to make herself comfortable in her seat as the man went rod straight in his seat, in more ways then one..
"B-Boss!" Barbue looked down at his lap where the tiny, but evidently extremely thicc and gorgeous goblin sat, uncaring of the fact they're not only in public, but right in the middle of an important gathering she'd been talking about for a while, about how important it was.
"What's the matter~?" She purred, looking back sharply over her shoulder, sharp teeth in a smile, one eye looking at him for a hint of weakness he no doubt was showing. "Ya seem tense, is something wrong~?"
Slowly, gently, as if she wanted him to think it was an accident, Cricket's hips ground forward and back against his crotch, and he suddenly felt not so big and scary as he was used like a cushion by the beautiful little goblin, her gaze intense and challenging in the way he could rarely ever meet.
The way her warmth spread across his twin bulges made blood rush to two certain appendages instantly, his resolve shattering as the only thing that mattered suddenly was how fat and meaty her ass looked smushed against his hips and around the over foot long bulge in his pants.
"N-No.." He mumbled lowly, hands pulling them both toward the table some, accidentally ripping a gash or two into the hard wood with his steel hard claws as he tried not to seem like he was throbbing hard in public.
"Oh really~?" She purred again, like she just caught him in a trap with no exit no matter what he said. "What~? Don't you want me sitting here~? Don't you wanna feel my fat ass in your lap~?
"I-I.." Barbue's eyes went wide and darted back and forth to see if anyone heard, though most just avoided looking his way. Barbue was told that The Boss needed to talk business with a few people while she was hear, it was gonna boring and long, but now it seemed like she forgot or didn't care about all that.
"It certainly feels like you want me here~" She giggle naughtily, grinding a little harder against he man's now lightly throbbing cocks, warmth building between her and him where her meaty cheeks sat. "Feels like you want even more, actually~"
Cricket leaned back into him, crossing her legs, hand resting on his thigh, right on one of his cocks, hard, throbbing, thicker then her wrist, her back against his abs. He looked down and got the perfect view right down her cleavage, her scent filling his primal senses, dark chocolate, bitter, but sweet.. He could feel his mouth water.
"Ma'am.." The man grit his jaws, mouth clenched as he tried to act normal, tried not to cause a scene. His breath grew heavy, only making him breath in her scent more as he huffed.
"E-Excuse me.."
Barbue's eyes shot to the frightened waitress, a pretty little blonde thing with blue eyes, her slight jump at his intense gaze making him realize he looks as hungry as he feels.
"What do you want?" The Boss was quick to reply, not stopping her slow moving hips, but getting even more subtle, more teasing, making him grip the wood chair even harder as suddenly every single move was as slow as it was deliberate up and down his shafts.
"H-How would you like your steaks d-done?" The poor thing stuttered, taking his huffing and almost drooling as anger maybe, he wasn't sure, he was focused on other things.
"Hmmm~" Cricket hummed in faux contemplation, subtly ripping the man's attention back to her as she slowly began drumming her fingers on his bulge, nails tapping slowly, firmly against his clothed cock and making him shiver and lower his face some to try and not seem as threatening to the slowly panicking waitress.
"Rare~" He heard her say, he didn't care, it could have been burnt to a crisp for all he cared, heart racing, he tried not to break the wood he was gripping. "Barbue here loves his meat extra juicy, don't you~? Or maybe you like it raw~?"
Barbue knew that must have terrified the poor girl, not know Cricket meant something else, and that he wasn't about to rip the waitress' head off..
But Cricket's words made him fucking throb as images of him jamming his cocks into the tiny goblin filled his head, raw dogging her right over this table.
The sound cracking and splintering wood under in his fist made the poor thing jump and whimper, even if Cricket didn't react at all.
"Y-Yes, I'll be right back with-!"
"One more thing," Cricket stopped the tearing up girl before she could run off, lifting herself up off the man's lap just enough to reach across the table and hand the poor, panicking, almost hyperventilating girl a small stack of gold coins, a sizable tip.. Not that Barbue even looked at it as suddenly Cricket leaned over the table, her fat, juicy, meaty ass presented for him right there.
The thin, sheer black fabric fell between Cricket's hefty cheeks like a curtain, accentuating the shape of those planetary globes of green ass as they jiggled from just her small moves of her hips. Barbue felt the drool drip down his chin from between his teeth.
"Make sure to bring a nice large mug of beer for my friend here, he's quite thirsty~" Cricket chuckled as she looked back over her shoulder at the man, the young waitress taking the money as soon as she could, not that Cricket cared as she ever so "subtly" wiggled her massive hips at the man, making that thin strip of fabric fall even deeper between her cheeks.
"Y-Yes, right away!" She squeaked before almost sprinting off to the kitchen. But Barbue barely even cared as those cheeks in front of him rippled from their own weight shifting and jiggling.
"Hehehe~" Cricket's naughty little giggle filled his head, and the way that ass bounced filled his vision as she suddenly shifted her position in his chair, moving her legs from between his to her heels planting on the chair, literally standing on the chair while bent at the waist, uncaring of any looks she got besides the beastly man's and his was firmly planted on her fat fucking ass.
"Looks to me like you're quite hungry for some nice warm meat, Barbue~" She purred, bouncing her ass in his face just a tad before lowing her ass, putting that set of doughy mountains down real slow in his lap, squatting right down onto his steel hard fucksticks as they throbbed angrily against her ass, straining against his pants so hard she could feel the rough texture and shape against her flesh as she began slowly twerking and grinding up and down those cocks through his clothes.
He could only let out an involuntary hiss, a sound straight from his gator side as primal urges to slam her over this table and skewer that fucking ass on his cocks filled his mind as that dumptruck ground into him, his fist almost breaking the table as he slammed it down onto the hard wood, fighting every urge to break his slutty boss instead.
"Fuck." He rarely swore, but the look of those green cheeks wrapped around his cocks made him fucking feral and lowly snarl out, bouncing like the pro stripper she always was. He could barely stand it.
"Oh, you're drooling~" She teased, leaning back into his chest, now taller then she was sat between his legs, her small hand slowly wrapping his tie around her palm, before giving it a hard yank to bring his face down just above and beside hers, till he could feel her warm breath on his face. "I'll get that~"
Another hiss scared the people close enough to hear it as he felt Cricket's tongue slowly drag up one of the scars on his jaws, her long, warm, slippery muscle tracing the line of drool up his chin, to his jaws, and slowly tracing one of his sharp teeth.
He'd never been harder before in his life.
Slowly her lick turned into a kiss, gently running her lips along his teeth, down his jaw, and to his neck, till her razor sharp teeth tickled his scales, her playful nibbles and bites making him shiver with barely restrained need, her black lipstick no doubt leaving marks down his neck. Her hold on his tie never letting up, but he wouldn't move no matter what anyone did at this point.
"I'm starting to think you're hungry for a lot more then steak at this point~" She purred so closely to his ear, and he only hissed again in reply. "You want something more, don't you, Barbue~?"
Every muscle in the man's body tensed as she whispered his name, just imagining her screaming it instead, her other hand tracing the muscles of his arm as he gently pressed his jaws closer to her neck, taking in her scent.
"You want to grab my hips, slam me face down on this table, and rape my fat fucking ass so hard it makes the fucker shatter, don't you~?" Cricket's words were as sweet as honey, and hot as embers against his skin, accentuating every word with her twerking ass grinding harder and harder against his crotch. "You wanna force these monster fucksticks in my tiny holes, make me squeal while you rape me so hard you break me like a cheap fleshlight in front of all these people~"
"Yes.." He snarled, teeth teasing the flesh on her neck, something that would terrify anyone else, but it made her shiver. Fuck it made him hard that she liked it. That she wanted him to fuck her like a wild beast, that she wanted him to use her however he wanted.
"I wanna see~" She whispered hotly against his neck, he was't sure what she meant, and he didn't care, right up until her ass ground down against his crotch, and she slowly slipped between his legs, and went under the table..
Barbue felt his cocks throb so hard they almost ripped his pants, his legs instinctively widening for Cricket to have easy access, and he could feel any sense of shame fade completely as those big yellow eyes stared back up at him from the dark under the table cloth, never losing eye contact from between his legs as her white teeth gleamed from the little light.
He wasn't sure if anyone saw, and he didn't fucking care, not as those small hands deftly undid his belt, her eyes gleaming with hunger as she stared up at him, one hand undoing the button as she slowly lowered her face to his crotch, biting onto his zipper with a smile. Oh so slowly pulling down his fly with her mouth, her hot breath washing over his crotch as his breath grew heavier, his struggling to stay still worse and worse, leaning harshly against the hard wood table and causing it to creak with strain until finally his cocks sprung free from his pants.
The feeling of Cricket's soft flesh as his cocks heftily slapped down onto her gorgeous face with a meaty smack made him buck his hips roughly, one over foot long cock hiding half of his boss's beautiful face as she looked up at him, smiling naughtily passed that giant, steaming hot fuckstick.
Barbue bit back a groan as she slowly drug her face up his second cock, one hand slowly grabbing the base of his first dick, so thick she couldn't hope to grasp it fully, her second hand doing the same to the other as she ground that long angry, red, steaming hot prick up and down her beautiful features.
He wanted nothing more then to grab her ponytail and rape her fucking throat so hard she passed out, and it only grew worse and worse when Cricket rolled out her long, slippery, saliva dripping pierced tongue out of her plump, glossy lips, dripping a long, hot, sticky string of saliva onto his sack and giving him a good show before she pressed it flat against his dick, slowly, firmly dragging it from the very base of his cock, against every single fleshy spike, like pleasure nerves on overdrive as her piercing ground against them, inch by inch, slowly, and all the way to his flared tip. Where she planted a wet, warm, lipstick smearing kiss right on his precum dripping head.
Barbue couldn't hide it, drool dripped down her chin, his fist slammed against the table again, making the hard wood crack down the center but not splitting, his other elbow propped up onto the table as he bit down onto his own knuckle to try not to snap then and there.
Cricket didn't care for his struggle, her tongue slowly running along the tip of his second cock to taste his precum, her senses filling with his steaming hot, masculine musk as her other hand slowly jerked his first cock off, planting another kiss right on the tip as she stared at him, eyes half lidded with lustful hunger and never once looking away, making his heart race and his balls churn.
Lips planted on his tip, he broke the skin on his own knuckle when she winked up at him and slid the tip of his fuckstick into her tiny, tight, oven hot mouth, sucking firmly on the top right at the start as hr tongue started working circles around his tip, catching on and playing with the flared spikes of his cock before forcing more into her mouth, lightly bobbing her head as she put a vacuum like seal around the tip of his cock, jerking the other off more firmly as he stomped one foot and bucked his hips up into her mouth once like a reflex, forcing a few inches into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat and making her gag.
Cricket never flinched however, pulling back just slightly only to do it again herself, pushing her head from the tip of his cock down till it bashed the back of her throat for a wet gag again, and then once more a third time as her black lipstick started smearing and leaving rings around his angry red cock, till the third time pushed past her gag and down her throat, making the man hiss once more at the feeling of the tiny goblin swallowing his cock, so tight and hot in her condom tight fucksleeve he felt lightheaded.
Cricket is a pro however, and she was just starting.
The first few inches of his over foot long prick disappeared passed her plump, cock pillow like lips and left black smears wherever she went, and suddenly, she began firmly bouncing her head, back and forth, eagerly gaining speed and intensity while sucking, hard.
Cricket's tiny mouth began working his shaft like she was, well, a fucking pro, up and down her head rocked, and with each bob his cock slipped further and further down her loud, wet, slurping throat, her head tilting and turning as she picked up speed, saliva dripping down her chin and his shaft in long slimy lines as her tongue snaked out and hooked, licking and snaking all over every inch it could reach, playing with his sensitive cock spikes while every single inch slipped down her throat faster and faster.
Barbue was snarling, clawing gashes into the wood, muscles straining against his clothes, teeth gnashing as he watched his cock get swallowed by the gorgeous goblin, already over halfway down her throat and he didn't give a fuck if anyone else could hear her wet gagging and slurping as he got the best, sloppiest, messiest head he's ever had in his life.
"Gluck gluck gluck gluck!!" Cricket's throat made nasty, slutty, wet noises as she slurped down every inch of his cocks, the soft spikes scraping down her throat so good he could feel every single muscle of her throat swallow and move as she gagged, her other hand now swiftly flying up and down his other cock from the dripping precum now acting as lube, dripping from her palm from how much it leaked out.
"S-Sir?"
Barbue's eyes shot open as he looked at the still extremely frightened waitress, carrying a tray of items, food and drink.
"Y-Your steaks, w-we hope it's to your liking!" She quickly placed the steak down on the table in front of him, seemingly unaware of the goblin swallowing his cocks like she was just a fleshlight designed to take monster sized pricks.
The girl looked around a bit, no doubt for the boss lady currently between his legs, still frightened and frantic at the apparent damage of the table and attitude of he man, before placing the secondary steak down on the table randomly. Just as he clenched his eyes shut from the feeling his cock getting swallowed completely by the little goblin, her lips sealing shut around the very base of his cock, kissing his pelvis while looking up at him from the darkness, sitting there and letting him suffer from the feeling of every single inch of his cock buried down her throat.
"W-Will that be all s-sir?" The poor girl was scared like hell as he hissed dangerously, looking like she was about to feint, and he would have answered, if not for how Cricket's tongue slithered out from under his shaft and began lapping and licking his heavy sack. Her other hand now smacking his other dick against the side of her face as she quickly bobbed her head up and down on the last few inches of his cock, gagging and slurping loud enough for the waitress to hear as she twisted and turned her head to make him feel the most amount of pleasure possible, precum splattering the side of her face as her tongue slithered and writhed all over his nuts and shaft.
"Fuck- Yes, go!" The man snapped, not exactly proud of it, but in desperation of not wanting to get caught and because of his increasingly impossible task of staying calm.
The poor thing DID sprint away this time however, just in time for Cricket to yank every single inch of his cock free from her throat in one long, wet, gagging stroke that ripped saliva and throat slime free from her mouth and his dick, all over her chest and his nuts, his dick covered in black lipstick and rings of paint.
His jaws snapped shut as he felt his cock get yanked free, to most it'd look like it was from anger, but Cricket looked up at him with a big, slutty, cock grin as she jerked both cocks off in her hands, showing him her open mouth and plump lips covered in a few curly pubes, showing what he was just balls deep inside of before smacking both cock tips against her tongue over and over again loudly, giggling as they dribbled precum all over her piercing.
"How impolite~" She growled, sucking on both cock tips at once for a few seconds, not at all fitting in her mouth as her tongue slithered and lathered both on spit and foamy saliva. "How do you expect me to talk to anyone when my breath reeks of these fat fucking cocks and nuts~?"
As if to further prove her point, she took one hairy nut into her mouth, slurping and sucking loudly before letting it fall out of her mouth, saliva lines still attached.
Every breath was a heave of steam from Barbue, his eyes shined down at her dangerously as if seconds from snapping, and she knew he would have already a hundred times over if not for where they were. So perhaps it was time they just skip to the good part, she knew how this ended anyway~
"I'm sure our host won't mind if we fuck off early, how about you~?" She laughed when she got no reply, just a hiss, she always thought they were cute, whereas others thought they were terrifying, but she could tell every single fiber of his body just wanted to fuck her then and there.. She doubted they'd make it to her house, so looks like she'll be getting railed in the backseat of her car.. Oh well~
With a little trouble, Cricket forced the man's cocks back into his pants, even if he bucked and twitched from it, she wiped the edges of her mouth free of precum and saliva before emerging from under the table just as the 8 foot tall beast of a man stood up, showing the pure size difference between them both as he stared down hungrily at her.
"Well~? I'm waiting~" With a hand on her wide hip cocked to the side, she looked up at him, grinning. There was no way he was gonna let her walk out of here, he walked much faster with his long legs after all.
She laughed naughtily again as she was suddenly scooped up and thrown over the man's shoulder, watching behind him as Barbue made his way quickly to the exit, the rest of her guards rolling their eyes at her "usual antics" as she casually pulled out her compact and added a little extra lipstick as the sea of people once again opened up for them, but this time she had a feeling Barbue wanted them to get the fuck out of his way~
"Just make sure no one fucks with us~" Cricket laughed at one of the men, to which he nodded, knowing what she meant, he did work for her after all.
The cold night air felt nice on her skin as they walked out the door, but she knew it was about to get a lot hotter in a few minutes as the gator carrying her ripped his tie off and started taking off his suit jacket.
"You plan on raping my fat ass here in the parking lot~? What a beast~" She teased, not caring at all if anyone heard.
The door of her limo was yanked open, almost off it's hinges, and she was practically thrown inside onto the leather seat, soft and comfortable, windows tinted pitch black from the outside, big enough for Barbue to kneel in, it's almost as if she planned for something like this~
Cricket didn't even turn around as she started walking towards the other side of the seating, the limo rocking as the man slammed the door shut, she knew he was watching her pull her dress off, the strips of fabric falling to the floor and leaving her in that tiny pair of black booty shorts riding up her fat ass like a thong, and she heard him yank his clothes off himself, ripping his belt off.
Cricket just swayed her wide, slutty hips as she got to the leather seats, hopping up onto them on her hands and knees, leaning against the back and looking at the man over her shoulder, jiggling and twerking her fat ass back at him, his cocks already ripped free and throbbing hard at the sight of her meaty cheeks.
"Come on, stop holding back and rape me like a fucking fleshlight~!" Cricket smacked her own ass and it was the match that started the blaze as the man rushed her, his own massive mitt slapping down harshly with a loud and meaty smack across her perfectly round dumptruck asscheek, his cocks throbbing angrily and dripping with need as he grabbed her thin waist with one hand, like a fleshlight he held her in place with one hand, his other grabbing her booty shorts and ripping the fabric off her ass with no effort at all.
"Jam them in~! Don't you fucking dare hold back~!" Cricket raised her cheeks up high and lowered her head even more as she felt those twin pricks slap down meatily on her cheeks, twerking and bouncing her ass on them as he smacked her ass again, this time harder as she felt precum drip on her lower back.
The man's snarl was primal, and she knew she wouldn't be getting out of this car till every last drop of his cum was in her holes~ Not that she minded~ This is what she wanted, she wanted him to snap, to go fucking beastly and fuck her like an animal~!
The man mounted up behind her, lining his cocks up with her little holes while holding her still with one hand, his other gripping the leather seat so hard she heard the steel creak, let alone the leather ripping and tearing~!
He didn't wait, he didn't hold back, just as quickly as he lined his cocks up, he SLAMMED his hips forward and yanked the tiny whore back, viciously hammering his cocks in balls deep with a loud, wet, meaty slap of sweaty ass flesh meeting hard scales, both plump asscheeks rippling and wobbling like two massive waterbeds from the sheer force of them smacking against his hips, the whole car rocking from the force as just as quickly he yanked his cocks out and slammed balls deep in once again in a feral, brutal tempo.
"FUUUUUUUCK~!!!" Cricket screamed, eyes crossed as the twin cocks slammed in balls deep, one bashing the back of her womb, the other so deep in her ass her legs went fucking numb~! Her entire body bounced and rocked violently as loud and vicious clapping of her cheeks echoed so loud everyone could hear it outside, sweat dripping down her body as the large man in a cramped space used her fuckholes like his personal cumdumpsters.
"YES~!! RAPE MY FUCKIN' HOLES~!! BREAK MY ASS~!!" Cricket squealed and squirted hard as over 14 inches of steel hard, spiked, throbbing, steaming hot cock gouged and raped her holes by a beast over 4 times her size, the man strong enough to destroy a car with just his bare hand was currently using every single bit of strength to slam fuck her asshole and cunt, slamming in balls deep a mile a minute as he snarled and hissed, smacking her ass just to watch it jiggle between his hips slapping against her green planetary globes of sweaty ass flesh!
Cicket clawed holes into the leather, teeth ripping into it as she bit the seat hard to hold onto her sanity as the heat built up, sweat dripping down her violently rocking body, sweat and hair stuck to her forehead, asscheeks covered in hand prints already from the man as he thrashed his tail and broke things he cared little about, biting the head of the seat off as he leaned more over her, getting more leverage to rape her fuckholes harder and harder!
"AH~!! AH~!! AH~!! AH~!! AAH~!! AAH~!! AAH~!! YESS~!! RAPE ME LIKE A WHORE YOU FUCK~!! FUUUUCK~!!" Steam was practically building in the car as it violently rocked and bounced so much she could hear the suspension strain and creak, a problem she couldn't give a fuck about as the man's balls smacked against her clit, every single fucking inch raping her holes, bashing her holes open, every single spike and ridge scraping her insides as he slammed tip to balls deep over and over again, leaning her her more and more till he was literally slamming down into her fat ass, he back arched painfully as she clawed and bit and thrashed~!!
Every single inch of his cocks felt like heaven and hell, painful pleasure she couldn't tell the difference where one stopped or started, and she came over and over again because of it, clawing his arms so hard but he couldn't feel a thing!
"HNG~!! HNG~!! HNG~!! HNG~!!! MORE~!! RAPE ME HARDER~!!" Cricket couldn't even remember her name as the sweat dripped down her body, her vision a blur as he raped and fucked her bod so hard and fast she couldn't tell up from down, but obviously he was listening seeing as he ripped her body from the seat and slammed her down hard onto the limo floor, right under his body in a fucking violently feral prone bone till ever single last inch of his cocks was inside of her, bashing and breaking her insides harder then she'd ever felt in her life.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH~!!! YEEEESSSS~!!!" Cricket screamed and squirted as the man roared and slammed his fist down into the ground besides her tiny body, denting the metal floor, her fat asscheeks clapping so loud and lewdly around his cocks he could barely hold back any longer, claws ripping gashes into the floor, every single ounce of his strength and weight going into fucking that fat fucking rippling ass, just watching as they rippled and jiggled and clamped down on his cock like a fucking vice, hot as a fucking oven he slammed in harder, deeper, till his muscles screamed and burned and her back once again arched from the sheer strength and speed of his hips smashing and clapping against her asscheeks.
He knew what she loved, and so he knew exactly how to break her, angling his hips, the man suddenly pulled his cock free from her cunt, and SLAMMED his second cock deep into her asshole, double stuffing her ass so hard he leaned over her, hooking his arm around where she suddenly bit, HARD in painal pleasure, eyes crossed as he violated her asshole, brutalizing and raping her hole with both cocks in the tightest hole he's ever felt in his life.
"HHHHNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG~!!!!" Cricket snapped and squirted nonstop as that set of monster cocks raped and broke her her asshole, biting so hard she drew blood from his arm as her sweat dripping cheeks were viciously and violently clapped and pounded into at the speed of a jackhammer.
Finally the man couldn't hold any longer and slammed in balls deep into that ass once more with a monstrous rare, balls clenching as he suddenly shot his load as deep into the goblin as possible, but didn't stop as he suddenly started thrusting hard and shallow as he came over and over into her, pumping her full till it squirted out around his cocks and onto the floor, all over his sack and her thighs before he yanked his cocks out and they sprung free from her tiny, gaping, abused, cum leaking hole, spraying stray shots of ball slop all over her asscheeks as she lay face down, eyes crossed and she shivered.
The car was silent besides panting and groaning, and the new sound of rain against the roof, steam on the windows making it impossible to see outside..
"More~!" The man looked down, trying not to crush the tiny goblin, just to see her get her legs under her, onto her knees, face down, ass up, reaching back and spreading her fat ass. "I know you're not done, rape my fuckin' ass more~!"
She was right, she always was, he was trying not to snap again, his cocks were still hard as steel, but he wanted to act like he could stop.. But now he couldn't, he could only grab those massive hips again and slam in balls deep, starting round two just as viciously as he ended round one!!
Cricket's screaming started again, and the sound of her cheeks meaty, wet, harsh clapping once again filled her ears.
Well I do look forward to see more work with your oc/s (the two girls and guy) but any chance you can post some information on them?
Sure here ya go.
Neela, she's a captain, former pirate, now just a smuggler and adventurer. She spends most of her time traveling the world, never sticking around for too long. She visits a few places more frequently to visit old friends, like Olena and Jasper. She may not look it, but she's strong. Chalk it up to natural strength and magical powers. She's 5'3" with a lot of confidence. Likes to call people sweetie, darling, etc. and is a bit of a tease. Bi, at least now she is, mostly leans towards women, but for the right guy will definitely fuck them.
Olena, she's a sweet, soft girl with a big heart. She's 5'6" and works as a dancer, for fun really. She came from a rich family with too many standards and ran away from home. Most people don't know that privately she's quite the naughty slut. Most people expect her to be into sweet lovemaking, but really she wants to be treated like a whore.
And then there is Jasper, who I don't have a picture for really because the only one i have is unfinished and doesn't really fit him.
He's 6'8" and works as a bouncer/guard where Olena works. Most of the time he doesn't have to get involved because his presence is intimidating enough to keep people from doing shit. Though that also keeps most other people from trying to get to know him. Olena, being one of the few people who did try and found out he's just a calm, nice guy, except for when he's fucking the hell ou
So, I wrote a little something, but it is entirely different from the usual stuff I do around here so, I’m going to give a little explanation and some warnings.
This is an OC smut writing. I know crazy right? That’s the big thing because I know it’s out of left field. Two, I kind of skipped most of the set up and went straight to the fucking. Three, this is a little bit of dubious consent stuff as well as as a female lesbian character getting fucked until she is at the very least bi, so if that bothers you please don’t read it. Thirdly, this was written slowly over the course of a couple months, if there are typos and errors I gave up on trying proofreading it.
Lastly, since I did skip the set up let me just give some context here.
The main characters here went to go see a friend (she shows up at the end) at her job where she works as a dancer. They both left turned on and on the car ride home, the girl (who is a lesbian) started masturbating and teasing the guy until they pull up to his place, where he decides that he is going to masturbate too. And that’s where the story picks up.
So, I wrote a little something, but it is entirely different from the usual stuff I do around here so, I’m going to give a little explanation and some warnings.
This is an OC smut writing. I know crazy right? That’s the big thing because I know it’s out of left field. Two, I kind of skipped most of the set up and went straight to the fucking. Three, this is a little bit of dubious consent stuff as well as as a female lesbian character getting fucked until she is at the very least bi, so if that bothers you please don’t read it. Thirdly, this was written slowly over the course of a couple months, if there are typos and errors I gave up on trying proofreading it.
Lastly, since I did skip the set up let me just give some context here.
The main characters here went to go see a friend (she shows up at the end) at her job where she works as a dancer. They both left turned on and on the car ride home, the girl (who is a lesbian) started masturbating and teasing the guy until they pull up to his place, where he decides that he is going to masturbate too. And that’s where the story picks up.
Jasper groaned when another warm hand grabbed his cock. Looking down he was shocked to see Neela's hand, that had just been knuckles deep in her pussy, gripped tightly around the shaft of his aching cock. Her hand pulling into a deep downward stroke pushing his own hand out of the way.
He turned toward her, "Ne-" he attempted to say, but was cut off with a simple "shhh " from the woman. Her head leaned against his shoulder, and he could tell her gaze was solely on his fat cock. Her hand twisted just slightly at every stroke, picking up speed at every turn, even if she couldn't get a full grip around the girth of it.
Jasper couldn't help himself. He didn't like the thought of her helping get him off without doing the same for her. His now free right hand slid down her midriff to the hem of her loosened pants. His fingers sliding just underneath it before stopping himself.
"*Please,*" Her voice was quiet, almost a breath, but it was shaky, needy, and vulnerable. She didn't look at him, blue eyes still fixated on his dick. How could he resist? His fingers slipped into her leggings. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath them. She was soaked to the touch. He couldn't help but pinch and tug at her clit. She whimpered, arching a little.
Her grip on his dick tightened, stopping her handiwork. It was only a moment but he dazed her before she continued to work his shaft. His precum spilled over her hand, mixing with her own fluids.
He continued to play with her, toying with her sensitive spot. It wasn't every day you caught Neela, goddess of the ocean, in a vulnerable state, and he was going to take full advantage of it. He finally sunk one finger into the tight velvety warmth that no man had ever touched.
She was blazing hot, hotter than the heat of the car. He sunk knuckle deep into her, his finger curling back. A gasp escaped her lips, and a smirk grew on his face. He withdrew his finger, her pussy clung tight to the digit, so much so it felt hard to pull it out. Neela whimpered, pained at the loss of touch.
He adjusted his arm, wrapping it around her shoulder, pulling her closer as he brought his wet finger up to Neela’s glossy lips. She nibbled on his fingertip before she started sucking on it, tasting her own juices. Her tongue lapped around his finger. He imagined what it would be if it was his dick instead.
The rest of his body shifted to get a better angle as his left hand quickly found itself shoved down her leggings. Wasting no time, he shoved three fingers knuckle deep into her snatch. He pumped hard and fast, the wet sounds of him finger fucking her pussy filling the air. His hands were rougher and larger than any woman she probably had been with before, providing a different experience. Neela bit down on the digit in her mouth to suppress her moans of pleasure. She tightened around him hard.
"Oo-auuugh" she squirted around him, shaking, eyes glazing over as she threw her head back. Her legs spread wide as she settled down, her breath heavy. She has long stopped stroking his cock though it still remained in her hand. He forgave for that, he did make her cum pretty good. Seeing her a mess helped him stay steel hard and eager to cum.
When Neela got the strength back to lift her head, she pushed her blue hair out of her and looked over, locking her eyes on his cock once more. Jasper watched with anticipation as Neela bit the corner of her lip and leaned into his lap. Her lips brushed the side of his hot sweaty cock before he felt her tongue lick it from the root to the head.
Her mouth hovered over him before he found himself six inches deep in her throat. She gagged, spit sputtered out and down his cock as she slowly worked herself down his shaft. She only made it a couple more inches before Jasper grabbed the back of her neck, and her short blue hair and thrust as hard as he could.
"Time to get it all in there you fucking bitch!" He shoved the last six inches deep inside her tight warm throat.
“HHggghk!” One of her hands shot up, pressing into the car horn, the car honking loud as she struggled to take a foot of cock down her virgin throat. More spit spilled over his balls as she struggled to breath. Jasper ripped her head up from off his fat cock and looked at the woman. She gasped for air. Her clenched eyes opened up to stare at him in shock. Shock that he did that? That she was giving a man a blowjob? Who cared?
Using whatever hair he could hold onto as a handlebar, he slammed her back down to the base of his dick thrusting up into her as he did. His balls slapped against her fact with every hard thrust. He could hear and feel her moans around him. Both of her hands now reached out. One ripping up his shirt with her bright blue nails, and the other one once again honking his horn as he didn't let up.
Jasper sped up, thrusting faster into the lesbian's throat. For all her struggling, she kept squirting on his leather seats. Her arms lost strength and ragdolled as he continued to viciously fuck her face. Desperate to practically choke her out with his cock. Her throat muscles never stopped sucking even as the rest of her started to go limp.
"Fuck, who knew a fucking dyke would be one of the best throat fucks I've ever had,"Jasper groaned, feeling an all to familiar sensation.
His pace became frantic and unsteady. The building pressure in him grew to be unbearable. He pulled Neela's head back one more time, just the tip of his at the edge of her lips, before slamming her down into his lap.
"Swallow your first ever load, you fucking cumdumpster! Choke on it," he roared as he shot a hot, thick load down her throat. Shot after shot, Neela loudly swallowed each and every drop of cum that rushed out of Jasper. Her lips sealed tight around the base of his dick as she sucked him off. A cum bubble formed from her nose as she gobbled down his huge slab of cock. He couldn't stop himself. Cum spilling from her lips as she struggled to swallow it all. Even after his orgasm slowed down, she continued to loudly slurp on his dick, sucking the cum out his cock like it was fucking straw.
Neela kept sucking until nothing came up. He heard her moan around his dick once more before she slowly dragged herself off his footlong cock. Her saliva trailed along his length, as she cleaned every inch of his dick. He yanked her off by her hair, a loud gasp escaping her lips as she was pulled off with a pop. Her mascara ran down her face, her eyes rolled in her head, and her tongue hung from her mouth. Letting her go, she fell onto her back with a flop against the car door. She writhed in the seat, moaning in pleasure.
Jasper took a moment to think about what he had just done. He just choked Neela on his dick and treated her like some cum guzzling bitch. A part of him should have been horrified, but his dick proved how he really felt. It throbbed with need, desire to keep filling the woman’s holes with his cum. His brain fought back, trying to offer some reason as to why he shouldn’t just bend her over and slam balls deep inside her ass.
“Jasper,” a purr rang out from his side, he heard the ripping of cloth as he turned to face the woman. Soft black fabric hit his face, he instinctually tossed it to the floor as he looked at the woman. She now wore only her long sleeve frilled shirt, the fabric he had heard was her torn leggings. Neela laid on her back, legs wide open as she desperately fingered her soaked pussy. She stared deep into his eyes, and she didn’t have to say anything. He knew exactly what she wanted.
A look of confusion grew on Neela’s face as Jasper stepped out of his car. He walked around to her side, her eyes watching him all along the way. She nearly fell out of the car when he jerked the door open. The cool air sent shivers in their skin. Jasper grabbed Neela by the hair, dragging her on her hands and knees as he shut the front door and opened that back one.
“Eep,” Neela squeaked as he tossed her in the back of the car, with her landing on her back on the seat. He followed after her and quickly shuffled out of his pants as he did. Neela sat up to help him, but he grabbed her by the throat. A quick moan escaped her throat as he pinned her down to the seat with his hand.
Her hands fell to the side as his legs slid under hers, hiking them up around his around his narrow waist. His hard cock smacking down onto her soft body with a wet slap. He smacked it against her flesh a couple of times just to show it off. Compared to his dick she looked so small and submissive. All essence of the confident Captain Neela, ladykiller was gone. Instead was a common whore who was now blabbering about how much she needed him to fuck her. Her face was flushed from embarrassment.
Jasper pulled back his hips and aligned himself with her soaking folds. This was Neela’s first ever dick, he had to make it an occasion. He was going to use every one of her holes. He was going to make sure that anytime she came to visit, she would be eager to bounce her ass on his fucking cock. In one fell swoop, Jasper, gripping onto Neela’s wider hips, unceremoniously thrust balls deep into her hot, dripping pussy. Heat washing over his dick to the very hilt as he moaned in pleasure. Neela’s back arched and spit shot out of the mouth as she screamed out. Her arms reached out trying to find something to hold on to for dear life, as she tried to adjust to the foreign length inside of her. Unfortunately for her, there was nothing to help brace the impact in his car.
Jasper kept her lifted off of her back, still holding her by the hips as he withdrew back to the tip. Neela peered up at him, and looked almost afraid that he might pull out of her, before he slammed once more into her warm depths. She clearly wasn’t thinking straight, there was no way in hell he was going to stop fucking her. His grip on her tightened as he used his hold on her to help continue to thrust deep inside her. Fucking a lesbian was better than his wildest dreams, he found himself thrusting faster and harder. Neela’s breast bounced in front of him with each thrust. He let go of her hips, a hand wrapping around her throat as the other tore open her shirt and exposed her breast to him. He had been right in his thought from earlier. She hadn’t been wearing a bra.
God, she had been looking for sex the whole time, what a fucking slut, Jasper thought to himself. He watched Neela’s eyes once again roll up into her head as he strangled her neck. He pressed his free hand hard into her stomach. He could feel his dick coring out her tight pussy. He felt her squirt on him, her pussy gripped tight around his dick, whatever toy she’d ever stuffed in her pretty little pussy wasn’t going to work anymore. No, he wanted to ruin all those toys for her. He wanted nothing, but his dick to ever satisfy her ever again.
“You’re a goddamn whore Neela! Who knew you liked dick so damn much!”
He released his grip from her neck, allowing the woman to breathe and scream once more. The sound of her voice shouting out as Neela struggled to take his dick was music to his ears. Her hands reached out to his chest, clawing at his shirt. Jasper could hear and feel the fabric of his shirt tearing as she clawed into him. He grit his teeth and hissed at the pain of her scratching at his chest drawing blood from him. In return, Jasper looked at her pretty messed up face and smacked it, hard.
She squealed when he slapped her face. A bright red hand print left right across her face.
“I-I don’t. I’m just- just,” another slapped interrupted Neela’s pathetic attempt at denying who she was, “ Fuck!”
Jasper loved how she started to try to fight back moaning with every thrust inside of her. Her feminine body was just not used to being handled by a man. In a fight sure, but being fucked by him, she was lost.
He leaned forward, arms tucked underneath her leg as he folded her up. Her feet pushed up to her head as he put her in a mating press. Both hands grabbing onto her face as he looked her dead in the eyes as he fucked her. He could see the confusion and desire that filled her eyes.
He slammed down into her, the force caused the car to bounce. The sounds of their bodies slamming together in perfect harmony filling the car.
Neela’s mouth opened wide with her tongue out as she made guttural sounds. Sounds no lesbian should make being fucked by cock she shouldn’t enjoy. Jasper took the opportunity to spit into her mouth. The first attempt missed and hit her eye, earning a whimper from the woman. The second attempt made it and he watched as she swallowed his spit.
“”Haa! Oh Fuck! Oh fuck! Oh Fuuuaghh!” Every thrust Jasper made was matched with a scream from Neela. He was glad the windows were rolled up to muffle the sound of her voice. Someone passing by might have still heard her but at least the neighbors wouldn’t show up thinking someone was getting murdered. Nope, just a pretty little lesbian getting raped in the back of his car, no big deal.
Jasper slammed harder into Neela. Moaning and grunting as he ruined her tight clingy pussy. He felt close to bursting inside of her. He could feel the familiar throbbing and build up within himself as his pace quickened. He could see Neela knew what was coming. Her eyes now filled with panic as she pushed her hands up against him. One of them even balled into a fist as she tried to weakly punch him.
“N-n Noooo! You can- can’t do it inside! Ugh!” Neela weakly pleaded, breathless from screaming her lungs out, from how he fucked her. Jasper felt her legs wrap tightly around his waist in a death clench.
“Are you sure about that,” he smirked at her. She may have been saying to pull out, but her body was saying anything but.
“N-Nu- Nuu-mmmm!” Neela could barely reply to him, trying to say no but failing, before suddenly Jasper was kissing her, sucking down on her tongue to shut her up before she could say something she might regret. Jasper slammed down one final time as hard and as deep as he could go before unloading inside her.
The feeling of Jasper’s sticky thick load filling her pussy sent Neela into her hardest orgasm yet. If Jasper had not had his tongue shoved down her throat, he wasn’t sure even the car would have muffled her. For what felt like an eternity, Jasper continued to pour load after load into the woman. Their heart rate slowed down as Jasper’s furious fucking had came to a stop, to bask in the pleasure. Neela’s arms clung to Jasper’s back and held him tight as she couldn’t stop cumming.
She shook and moaned as her orgasm flowed through her like a shockwave. Her body suddenly gave out and went limp. Her legs finally released their death grip in that moment, and allowed Jasper to slowly pull out and sit up. Her pussy clung to him tightly as the last inch of his cock slipped out, landing on her belly with a wet slap. His thick cum leaked out of her used hole and onto the leather seats. Even though Jasper had just come inside of Neela, his cock didn’t let up. It was arguably harder than it was before. It throbbed and ached with so much need he could hardly stand it.
Jasper watched Neela’s eyes flicker back to life, groaning from surprising soreness.
“Holy fuck, that was- I can’t believe I just- woah” Neela struggled to form a sentence on how good she was feeling. Jasper didn’t give her too much time to form a thought however, as quickly flipped Neela on her stomach. Her voice spilled out into a moan as Jasper pulled her short blue hair, making her arch her back.
“You didn’t think we were done did you,” Jasper growled into her ear.
Neela whimpered in response as Jasper sawed his dick between her soft, squishy asscheeks. His hand continued to grip onto her hair as he smacked her ass, watching in bounce and jiggle in response. Finally, he was going to fuck her ass. The ass that so many men, including him, had desired, but were always denied. Jasper’s tip poked at the entrance. He struggled to get just the tip inside before it was pushed out.
Jasper groaned in frustration, once again he got the tip inside. Her asshole tried to push him back out one more, but he held firm. He felt it let up for a moment and when it did, he grit his teeth, he thrust with everything he had using the car to push off of. A roar rolled through him as Neela screamed out from having a foot of cock suddenly in her ass. Jasper let go of Neela’s hair falling on top of her. His head fell in the crook of her neck.
Neela’s ass held a hellish grip on his cock. Jasper wasn’t a quick shot by any means, but for one of the few times in his life he felt he was going to cum just from putting it in. He grinded into her ass, but was careful not to blow a load right there. He’d wanted this for how many years again? There was no way he was going to fucking blow now that he finally got it. He placed a hand on the back of Neela’s head, pressing into the seat as he lifted himself back up off of her. She moved her head to the side, her face drooling into the leather. Jasper found his thumb suddenly slipping into her mouth. She slurped at it and moaned as she did.
Jasper slowly withdrew his cock inch by painful inch. He had thought Neela’s pussy had been tight, but her ass was a whole other level of tight. It clung to him almost painfully, strangling his dick harder than a chokehold. If her ass didn’t want to let go of his dick then he’d let her have it. Their bodies smacked loudly together as Jasper thrust back into her. Neela bit down hard from the pain and pleasure of having her perfect fat booty filled with a massive cock.
Jasper was slow with his thrusts at first, fighting the urge to cum immediately, but with no desire to stop. As the threat of blowing his load lessened his thrusts picked up. The cacophony of their bodies slapping together, Neela’s slutty moans, and Jasper’s grunts grew louder and louder. His hips began to blur as he gouged out Neela’s tight little fuckhole. The car began to creak and rocked to his pace. Sweat started to seep from both their bodies as Jasper refused to slow down. His hands slipped under Neela’s shirt and settled onto her shoulders as he slammed into her. Her shirt was wet from her sweat, clinging to her body and becoming see-through.
“Ah! Fu-Fuck! W-We should-ah-n’t be doo- Oh my God,” Neela screamed and squirted,unable to speak a complete thought as every savage thrust forced the air from her lungs.
“Why the fuck not,”Jasper shouted down at her, unrelenting in abusing her asshole with his brutal thrusts.
“What-what about Olena,” Neela managed to barely ask.
Her question made Jasper’s blood boil with anger, “What about her,” he growled as his hands raked down her back, “You said it yourself. We’re fuck buddies, so I can fuck other people too.”
He laid all of his weight back on top of her, grunting in her ear as he viciously thrust into her, slower but by no means less hard.
“Is that the only reason you got,” he teased in her ear before nibbling on it.
Neela let out a gasp and bit her lip, “I-I’m gay,” she screamed out as Jasper’s cock slammed into her ass.
“And yet you begged at me with those eyes to fuck you,” Jasper shouted at her, “you’re the one that sucked me off! Who fucking started this!”
Each of his exclamations were punctuated by an audible hard thrust into her tight hole. Jasper had Neela seeing stars, slutty noises spilling out of her mouth as she was cored out.
“ Tell you what Neela,” Jasper held Neela’s chin with one hand as he peppered her face with kisses, working down her face, “I got an idea for you. Tell me to stop one more time and I’ll quit.”
He snapped Neela’s face towards his, “or you can kiss me right now and you're done being a little dyke!”
Jasper threw her face back down onto the leather seats of his car, his pace picking back up once more. If he fucked her hard enough, she wouldn’t be able to say no. He felt her struggle against him. He watched as her hands reached and grabbed the handle to the door. He felt her throw herself back with all her strength, sending them both back into the door behind them.
Neela landed back first on top of Jasper. Jasper felt Neela try to lift herself from his foot of cock still lodged in her ass, but to no avail, instead falling limp. Her head fell back onto his shoulder, and she looked over at him. He could see it in her eyes, that last bit of strength was all she had left in her. He leaned in close, their lips just barely out of reach of each other. Jasper felt Neela’s hot breath against his mouth before he heard her whisper, “Kiss me.”
Their lips collided together in pure bliss as Neela finally gave in to her true nature. Her moans leaked out between breaths in their makeout. Jasper broke away first from the kiss, as Neela desperately tried to get back into it. Unfortunately for her, he still wanted to blow a load in her ass. He grabbed her legs and lifted them up. His arms tucked underneath them and he hands locked behind her neck as he folded Neela into a full anal nelson.
He thrust up into her at a blistering pace. Neela screamed out in pure bliss, spit flying from her mouth as Jasper’s cock fucked her stupid. She started squirting immediately on his fat cock, now that she wasn’t trying to fight how good it felt. The loud, wet sounds of their fucking filled the car once again. Jasper’s grunts of pleasure grew louder and louder by the second as he grew closer and closer to release once again. The familiar feeling flowed through him as his pace grew shaky and his dick throbbed painfully. With one more final push, Jasper buried himself balls deep inside of Neela, and let out a roar.
Neela’s voice screamed louder than she had in her entire life as she orgasmed on Jasper’s dick, gushing harder than she had with any woman. His hot load filled a void she never knew she had in her life, and now she couldn’t give that up. The pair both laid panting in the back seat of his car. Jasper’s hold on Neela released and her limbs fell limp. Jasper caressed and rubbed Neela’s body happily as she lay on top of him. Neela giggled in contentment, shocking Jasper. Neela wasn’t a giggler, but he guessed he just fucked her good enough.
After laying there for what felt like an eternity, Jasper opened his back door letting in cold air against their sweaty skin.
Neela looked back at Jasper for a moment before asking, “What now?”
Jasper stared right back at her with a smirk “ Now I going to fuck you in my bed.”
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Olena fumbled to open the door, brushing her blonde hair out of her face. She wondered how Jasper and Neela had fared. When they had left her job last night they had been pretty tense. She knew she shouldn’t have let them watch one of her performances together. Upon opening the door, she was greeted with clothes scattered across the room. Damn it Jasper seriously! We talked about this, Olena thought to herself. She stepped around the scattered clothes before tripping on one of them. She looked back and on a closer look realized that it wasn’t Jasper’s but Neela’s. What?
Before she could think too hard on what Neela’s clothes were doing on the floor. The door to the bedroom opened up and she was greeted by the woman, naked, limping, and dripping with cum and sweat.
“Oh, uh hey OIena,” Neela groaned.
“Hey, Neela. Um, did you and Jasper..”
“ Yeah, Yeah we did. A bunch of times,” Neela had a dumb stupid smile on her face as she answered.
“But, you’re gay,” Olena stated matter-of-factly.
“Not anymore,” Neela offhandedly commented.
Olena watched as her friend walked off into her bathroom and shut the door. The sound of the shower starting filling the quiet air.
Nora seeing Stud!Yang approach, his Semblance active and undoing his belt.
"Heh, I am Scaroused!!!"
This was supposed to be small, but I got carried away, a good little chaser for the next Weiss thing I guess~! Enjoy~!
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Yang's gauntlet covered fist slammed down into the face of the white fang grunt with the force of a semi-truck, destroying the mask underneath his hand like a glass plate shattering against the ground, a sound that was as satisfying to him as it was cringe and sympathy pain inducing to anyone watching.
Yang was taught by his dad that it wasn't right to hit a woman, but you had to do what you had to do as a Huntsmen. And frankly, he thinks his dad wouldn't mind this time.
The woman in question he just laid the fuck out was almost twice his size, faded black stripes across her body like birthmarks and a set of feline like ears showed him the woman was something like a tiger. Whatever, he didn't care. Her head thudded against the pavement, her aura tanking the hit, and the force making her blackout.
Normally someone of this size against a person of her size meant a clear strength advantage, especially when she was visibly muscular, hot he'd say. But Yang wasn't a normal guy, and people didn't normally walk away from denting his fucking car.
Aura flooded his body the moment she through some poor guy into the side, they were robbing a dust store, or something, he didn't care, the guy ran when he was suddenly stuck between a 7-8 foot tall busty tigress and a 6'5 flaming guy screaming with rage. Her size meant nothing, he'd smashed Atlesian robots three times her size. He would have liked to see the look on her face behind the mask when he suddenly through her over his shoulder and slammed her down like nothing.
Someone her size wouldn't have been used to being manhandled so carelessly. Semblances were always a wild card. Something no one could predict, you just had to roll with the punches. Yang may have been dumb when it came to book smarts, never cared for it, but he was close to Pyrrha when it came to pure skill, but she'd always edge out ahead, she was just too good.
Yangs furious huffing came out in steamy breaths as his blood boiled, eyes glowing red and his flaming hair lighting up the darkened street, looking up at his car, it was a small dent, but a dent. The paint chipped off and his carefully cared for car looked like shit from this angle. His dad was right, his semblance was a glorified temper tantrum. Fuck.
"Hehehehe~! Scary~!" Yang realized he was still straddling the woman below him, arms still poised to hammer blows down more. But he wasn't going to, she was done. The police were on their way now.
Nora skipped happily into his vision as she got up to his car, bent over, and inspected the damage herself. He looked back, there were more White Fang, he just didn't care, focused only on the big one.
Three guys looked like hammered shit, passed out and maybe one had a broken arm, maybe because Nora's mallet was enough to crush most people, even him if she could hit him. Ouch.
"Aawwww!!" Nora whined and Yang looked back at her, his eyes catching before they reached his car. Nora was bent over at the waist, deeply bent over, not even caring her already hyper-miniskirt was hiked up so high he could see her fat ass clear as day pointed right at him, those massive fucking cheeks like two waterbeds wobbling and jiggling as she wiggled her hips curiously.
A night on the town, a few drinks, a dance at a club, Nora offered, Yang accepted. Nora showed up dressed to the nines, no doubt to shake her ass on the dancefloor, and that she did, twerking on him all night in the classically airheaded Nora fashion, she knew she was teasing, she knew she was twerking like a slut, but somehow she saw nothing wrong with it.
What he hadn't noticed in the dark building was the fact she wasn't wearing a thong, she was wearing something far sluttier.
The panties had a thin strip of fabric that covered her little quim easily, the pink panties going up from there but splitting off into two strings that squished and squeezed against her bubble booty tightly as they held onto that fucking wobbly dumptruck for dear life, up and over her wide breeding hips and down back to the fabric beneath.
But that meant nothing was covering her little pink asshole, the tiny pucker perfectly displayed between her cheeks as she bent over. Panties literally made for easy anal access. That little fucking whore.
Yang felt the need burn inside of him, and knowing Nora, it may have actually been her plan. He didn't know. He didn't care.
"It's broken.." Nora frowned and played with his broken side mirror, he didn't even notice it, but it made his blood boil more, eyes burning angry red as he suddenly stood up and grabbed his belt buckle, the metal clank echoing loudly as Nora looked back over her fat butt curiously, before her eyes went down to his hands, and she saw his burning hot rage and desire to fuck that fat slutty ass.
"Oopsie~!" Nora smiled cutely, lewdly, mischievously, all at once, dropping his snapped off mirror and making it shatter further while swaying that giant set of pillowy poundcakes side to side. The further damage to his baby was all he needed.
The entire yellow and black muscle car rocked violently as the girl bent over the hood squealed and screamed like a whore, her hands pressed firmly against the hood as the hand on the back of her neck slammed her face down into the cold metal, her little nippled pressed against the icy cold paint and her tongue hanging out dumbly.
Yang's teeth grit and ground as he violently smashed another pretty thing in his anger, his open palm coming crashing down onto those meaty, sweat slick, rippling fuckmeat cheeks of the braindead Valkyrie while his other held her down to make sure she couldn't move until he was finished with her vice grip like asshole.
"You fucking cheap, braindead, anal addicted whore!!" Yang snarled and growled, fire practically erupting from his mouth as he turned up the heat, literally. Steam and fire poured off his body in the cold air, and no doubt filled Nora to the brim with oven like heat as his hips crashed against hers.
The entire car rocked so violently he could hear it squeak, but he didn't care, he only focused on those sweaty, rippling ass cheeks clapping off his hips! Every single thrust sounded like thunder echoing in the street, her mountainous asscheeks rippled like water balloons with every single thrust, wobbling and jiggling around his cock, made eve worse by his hand viciously slapping her ass and leaving a nice harsh red handprint on her pale flesh.
Other would have called his pace and roughness too brutal, to hard, to violent, but Nora was built different, she could take it, take it like a whore.
"Yeeessshhhh~!! Fuck me Daddy~!! Break my slutty fuckhole~!!!" Yang's eyes burned red, he could only hear her slutty screams and squeals for more, her asshole was so hot and squeezed so tightly, it was a battle for every inch getting in and out, but he slam fucked that little sore asshole till her legs were shaking with strain and burning muscles, sweat dripping down her body in the cold air.
Switching his hand to her hair, Yang gripped the orange locks like a handle, yanking her back and arching her back viciously, but she could take it, her fat perky tits bounced in the open air as she was yanked back, her tongue hanging out and dripping with spit, her eyes rolling up in her head.
"AAH~!! Ah Ah AH AHA AHA AH AH AH~!!!" Tears poured down the slutty Valkyrie's face as she squirted across her thighs, his nuts slapping against her pussy as he slammed in all the way to the base.
"This was your fucking plan the whole time!! Wasn't it?! Nothing but a set of fucking holes, you just wanted to get used like a fuckdoll!!" The harsh, wet, clapping was getting harder, louder, faster, he was livid, and he had the perfect little fuckhole to take out all his anger on, he could break her and be fine, she wanted it, she wanted to be broken.
His hands suddenly shot to her neck, strong, calloused fingers wrapping around both sides of her throat as he ripped her away from the car, slamming her tiny body against the pavement below and jackhammering his cock down into her asshole from above, keeping her face down, ass up, as he he plowed balls deep into her fat, rippling cheeks, the sweaty cleft of her wrapped around his cock as he split her in two.
"HHGGKKK~!!! YESH~!! I JUSH WANNA BE A SHET OF FUCK HOLSH~!!" Nora wasn't shy, he knew she dreamed of being a walking cumdumpster, and it made him steel fucking hard. Hs hands squeezed brutally around her throat, and he could feel her clench around his cock harder, and in turn, he fucked her twice as hard, so hard he could see the pavement under them crack, her ass clapping so loud he knew people all over could hear it, as well as her squeals.
"FUCK!!!" Yang slammed do hard into her asshole he knew he was going to be sore in the morning, and so was she, but he couldn't stop watching those rippling waterbeds clap and jiggle around his fuckstick, but whether he wanted to or not, he couldn't stop the clenching of his balls as he suddenly flooded her asshole with his almost boiling hot cum, cock clenching over and over as shot after shot spilled into her and painted her insides white.
"AAAAAAAAAHHHHHH~!!! YESH DADDY~!!" But he didn't stop, he kept pounding into her till his cum squirted out around his dick, until he physically couldn't take the sore pleasure, and his cock was yanked out too far, springing out of her hole and slapping down between her cheeks for him to spray the last few loads onto her fat ass. Painting her cheeks with his seed, staining her miniskirt as those strings of creamy nut dripped and coated her sweaty cheeks wonderfully.
Yang huffed and panted as his hair finally calmed down, snuffing out the flames and his usual lilac eyes returned, sweat dripping from his body as Nora laid there, fucked stupid, eyes still rolled up in her head as nut squirted out of her gaping, well fucked asshole, his hands gently letting go but leaving a nice red ring from where he strangled her.
"Fucking.. hell.." Yang huffed and gasped, hell of a way to calm down, that's for sure. "Ha.. Haha.. You good Nora?" He grinned, looking down at his handy work.
Nora's ass was still covered in sweat and cum, underneath was his red handprints, her eyes rolled up as she sat there broken. She looked like she was in heaven, a big slutty smile on her face.
"Th-Thank you Daddy~!" Oh yeah, she was fine.
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Yang sat in his car, burger in hand as he looked out over the city, sure his car was still fucked, but he could fix it. Gotta take things into perspective sometimes. Not get so mad. Enjoy the little things.
Well, the redhead currently choking on his cock, bent over on all fours on the seat, slurping, sloppy sucking, and gagging on his musky, sweaty dick certainly helped calm him down.
"Your food is gonna get cold." He added, biting his burger but grabbing her head and slamming her throat down onto his cock till her lips kissed his nuts.
Ya know, somehow never saw this in my asks but I’ll answer this now. I answer this long because I cant give a simple answer sorry, lol. I like to go on a journey when I think about this question, because the cast keeps growing. Ill do a vol. by vol. and then overall.
So in Vol 1
I definitely had Pyrrha, Nora, Weiss, Blake as my top girls.
Vol 2 came around and the list was basically the same except the alternate outfits were much hotter and alternate outfit Yang was added to the list, but most importantly Neo showed up and from there she cemented herself in my top hottie list.
Vol 3, introduced a lot of characters but honestly most didn’t effect the list, The list became basically Neo, Nora, Pyrrha, Emerald, Ciel, and Weiss/Blake were
Vol 4-6 introduced Kali and she became one of my top hottest character, this is where a shift happened on my list and I dropped characters. Neo’s outfit change I wasn’t the absolute biggest fan of, but her existence was hot enough to keep her on the list. Nora’s outfit in these volumes were my favorite of her main outfits.
Nora, Kali, Neo, Weiss, Emerald.
Vol 7 - 8 tossed some things around. Ruby’s design change is literally her best design for me. In the other volumes she was cute but in these, woah. I also honestly love Emerald’s new look in these volumes as well. Her new look has me feeling things.
Ruby, Emerald, Neo, Nora, Neon
side note: Penny and Fiona I think are very cute, and I would love to destroy them, but this is about hot not cute. Just wanted to put that out there.
So final conclusion hottest characters overall.
Nora (Vol 4-6) - Neo (Vol 2-3) - Emerald (Vol 7-8) - Kali - Ruby (Vol 7-8) - Weiss
No Exact order for this though.
Quick question in relation to rules: if there's to be 'consensual cheating' like Kali sending someone to have fun with Ghira, would the ask be better sent here or on the cheating blog?
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