Otaku F*cks Them All

Chapter 112: Sumire [4] (18+)

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Kael rolled onto his back, still buried inside Sumire, and guided her with him until she straddled his hips. The shift made her sink even deeper onto his cock. A long, shaky moan left her throat as her weight settled fully.

"Ahh... nngh—"

He rested his hands on her waist. "Ride me."

Sumire’s palms braced against his chest. Her deep-purple braids hung forward, brushing his skin every time she moved. She lifted her hips slowly, feeling every inch drag along her walls, then sank back down. The wet sound of him disappearing inside her was soft at first, almost careful. Kael’s fingers tightened.

"Faster."

She obeyed. The rhythm built—up, down, the soft slap of her ass meeting his hips growing louder with each descent. Her pale skin flushed wherever they touched. When she started to grind forward at the bottom of each stroke, the pressure against her clit made her head tip back and a higher moan spill free.

"Uh... uh... Naruto—"

Kael sat up just enough to take one breast into his mouth, sucking hard while she rode him. The sensitive flesh turned bright red under his tongue. Sumire’s pace faltered for a second, then quickened, chasing the dual sensation. The wet, rhythmic slap of skin filled the room. Her moans grew less restrained, broken by sharp little gasps every time she dropped onto him fully.

He let her set the pace for a long stretch, watching the way her stomach flexed, the way her breasts bounced, the growing flush across her chest and the tops of her thighs. When her movements began to turn shaky he gripped her hips harder and started thrusting up to meet her, turning the ride into something deeper and more forceful. The sound of their bodies meeting became a steady, filthy percussion.

"Ah—ah—too deep—nngh—"

Kael kissed the protest from her mouth and kept driving upward until her thighs trembled and she had to brace both hands on his shoulders just to stay upright.

Without pulling out he guided her to turn. Sumire rotated on his cock until she faced away from him, still seated, her back to his chest. He wrapped one arm around her waist and the other across her collarbones, holding her flush against him. Then he began to thrust up into her in short, powerful strokes while she pushed back to meet him. The new angle made every impact sharper. The wet slap of his hips against her ass rang out loud and clear. Almost at once the pale curve of her backside began to redden from the repeated strikes.

"Haa—ah—Naruto—your hand—"

He had started spanking her lightly between thrusts, open-palm smacks that left bright pink handprints across the already flushing skin. Each slap drew a sharper moan from her and made her clench around him. The combination of the deep upward thrusts and the stinging heat on her ass pushed her higher. Her head fell back against his shoulder; her mouth stayed open, a continuous chain of broken sounds spilling out.

"Uh... uh... ahh—nngh—harder—"

Kael gave her what she asked for, spanking her in time with his thrusts until both cheeks glowed a vivid red and the wet, filthy noise of their fucking filled every corner of the apartment. Sumire’s body shook. She came suddenly, crying out as her pussy fluttered and tightened around him in hard, rhythmic pulses. He fucked her through it without slowing, drawing the orgasm out until she was whimpering and oversensitive.

He was still hard, still not finished.

Kael lifted her off him just long enough to turn her onto her hands and knees on the mattress, then immediately pushed back inside. He kept her torso raised rather than pressed down, one hand gripping her hip, the other collecting both of her wrists and pinning them at the small of her back. The position left her arched and open, unable to brace or push back with her arms. He started thrusting in long, powerful strokes that made her whole body rock forward.

The wet slap of his hips against her already-reddened ass was even louder now. Every impact deepened the flush, turning the skin a hotter, brighter shade. Sumire’s moans came out in punched, helpless bursts.

"Ah—ah—ah—Naruto—wait—my wrists—"

He did not release them. He used the hold to pull her back onto every thrust, driving deeper, the head of his cock kissing the entrance to her womb with each stroke. The bed creaked under the force. Sweat dripped from his chest onto the small of her back. The scent of sex was thick in the air. Sumire’s braids swung wildly; her pale thighs trembled. The red marks on her ass stood out vividly against the rest of her skin every time he drew back and slammed home again.

"Haa—nngh—fuck—I’m going to—ahh—"

She came a second time, harder than the first, her whole body locking as she clenched around him in desperate, milking pulses. Kael followed her over the edge with a low, guttural groan, burying himself to the root and flooding her again. Thick heat spilled deep inside her while she was still shaking through her climax. He kept himself pressed tight, grinding through the last spurts, making sure she took everything.

For a long moment the only sound in the room was their ragged breathing. Kael finally released her wrists and eased out of her. A slow trickle of his release followed, running down the inside of one pale, trembling thigh. Sumire collapsed forward onto her elbows, chest heaving, the bright red handprints and slap marks on her ass still vivid in the low light.

She stayed like that for several breaths, then slowly pushed herself up and reached for her scattered clothes with unsteady hands.

Kael glanced at the system window still hovering at the edge of his vision.

The quest was not complete.

He caught her wrist before she could pull her top on.

"We’re still not done."

Sumire’s eyes widened, still glassy and dark. "Naruto—"

He pulled her back down onto the mattress and kissed her, deep and claiming, swallowing whatever protest she had been about to make. His cock, still slick and only half-softened, pressed against her thigh again. The night was nowhere near finished, and the system’s demand still hung unmet between them.

Sumire’s soft, helpless moan against his mouth was answer enough.

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