An hour later, you were napping. You fucked Hinata till she passed out and Orihime only woke up once to "heal" your balls and get creampied again. The busty orange lady just didn't have the stamina.
You decided to take a nap under a nearby tree. Still in viewing distance of the creampied and defeated Hinata and Orihime, but far enough that you wouldn't find you immediately.
You were ten minutes into the nap when a sudden eclipse rolled over you. Except this wasn't a cloud. You cracked one eye open and saw cleavage.
A lot of cleavage.
Three shadows loomed over you: tall, curvy, unapologetically stunning women. You blinked twice. Either you had a heatstroke or you were getting lucky again.
Tsunade was back, arms crossed under a frankly impossible chest that defied gravity and good sense. She had the same purple bikini from before. Her signature diamond mark glinted on her forehead and her long blonde hair was tied back. A few strands framed her face like she knew exactly what she was doing. Her smirk said, This one's coming with us.
To her right, Rangiku Matsumoto twirled her sunglasses lazily in one hand, the other on her hip. Her orange and pink bikini hugged every exaggerated curve she had—and she had many. Her wavy strawberry-blonde hair cascaded down her back, a teasing smile on her lips like this was all part of some beach-based interrogation. Her eyes were half-lidded and full of trouble.
Then there was Powergirl—Karen Starr—looking like a walking marvel of modern science and comic-book physics. Her white bikini had a red trim and hugged her like it was custom-designed in another galaxy. Her abs were carved, her thighs looked like they could crack a vending machine in half, and her chest was the stuff of myths. She smiled confidently.
"Up. Now," Tsunade ordered, already grabbing your wrist. "You ready to play?"
You assumed that meant fuck, until you saw Karen Starr holding a white volleyball ball.
"We need a fourth," Rangiku said, tugging your arm like this was a kidnapping but hotter.
"We're playing volleyball," Karen added. "And you're on my team. Come on, champ."
You blinked, found yourself standing, wearing no shorts or swim trunks while three of the most distractingly attractive women on the planet dragged you across the sand. Your flaccid dick bounced in confusion, twitching from them and finding the lack of sex disturbing.
They led you to a beach volleyball court. Karen handed you a ball. You were on her team, it seemed.
"I got front. You cover back," Karen said. "And try not to stare too much."
You tried. You failed.
The other team consisted of Tsunade and Rangiku, both already stretching like it was part of some very adult yoga class. Tsunade cracked her knuckles. Rangiku winked at you. You tried to remember how to breathe. Your dick tried to remember how to stay soft.
The match started.
You served. It was decent. The ball arced like a wounded duck. Tsunade barely moved to spike it back—and then BOOM—Karen launched herself into the air like a rocket in flip-flops and smashed it back over the net so hard it left a dent in the sand.
1–0.
Woah. You offered a high-five. Karen smiled and completed it. Your hand stung from the impact.
"Let me handle the big plays," Karen said, grinning. "Just be adorable and try not to get hit in the face."
"Noted," you said.
The game turned into a full-blown superhero event. Karen jumped so high it was almost illegal. She spiked with enough force to send shockwaves. At one point she did a reverse backhand lift slam that wasn't even a real move, and you could swear the volleyball caught fire.
Tsunade held her own with chakra-boosted reflexes. Rangiku was the same. They were pretty much targeting you since beating Karen was next to impossible.
Score climbed. Sand flew. You barely kept up, managing one or two lucky saves, including a dive that earned Karen's titty-hug. You know, the one where she hugged you and pressed your head into her breasts. That one.
Match point.
Karen turned to you. "You ready to finish this?"
You nodded, not ready in the slightest.
Tsunade served. The ball flew. You saw your life flash before your eyes. Karen leapt like a goddess, airborn for a split second longer than physics would allow, and spiked the ball with the force of an angry meteor.
WHUMP.
Sand erupted. Tsunade cursed. Rangiku groaned. Karen landed like a champ.
Welp, that was anticlimactic. Victory was yours.
You stood there panting, sweating. Karen turned, grabbed you by the shoulders, and pulled you into a hug.
Titty hug. Your head in between her tits. It was heaven.
"Hehe, we won! Good job, rookie," Karen praised, holding you for a second longer than necessary.
You could smell her sunscreen. You could feel your soul leaving your body.
Then Karen let go and tossed you a water bottle. "You're playing next round too."
"Next round?" you croaked.
"Oh yeah," Tsunade said from the other side of the net. "What do you think we do all do? We gotta have some fun!"
Rangiku drank her water suggestively.
You took a sip of water, looked up at the sun, and thanked whatever glitch in the universe gave you this day.
Ten minutes later, the day was hotter than ever. The sand was especially hot under your feet as you dove for the volleyball, your body crashing hard into Karen Starr. Her massive tits cushioned your fall, their softness pressing against your chest like twin pillows. You froze, your face buried in her cleavage, the scent of coconut sunscreen and sweat filling your nostrils. For a moment, time stood still.
Both of you were down. You lost the point.
It felt like the others didn't matter. It was just you and Powergirl.
Karen let out a low chuckle. "Nice save, champ," she teased, her hand patting your back. But then you felt it—your cock hardening instantly. Her smirk widened, her eyes flicking down to the obvious thing pressing against her pussy.
"Well, well," Karen purred, her voice husky. "Looks like someone's ready for more than just volleyball." Before you could react, her hand shot down with superhuman speed, her fingers wrapping around your shaft. You gasped, the sensation overwhelming as she began to jerk you off with a pace that only a Kryptonian could manage.
Her hand was a blur, the friction sending jolts of pleasure up your spine. The heat of her palm, the tightness of her grip—it was too much. You came almost instantly, your load shooting out in thick spurts on her stomach. Powergirl didn't stop until you were completely spent, her smirk turning into a satisfied grin.
It was…
The fastest you had ever orgasmed. It made sense too—this chick could fly and fight at a hundred times the speed of light.
"Not bad," Karen said, pulling her hand out and licking her fingers clean. "But I think we're just getting started."
She pushed you lightly and you sat upright. Smiling, Karen reached behind her back and unhooked her bikini top, letting her enormous tits spill free. They bounced slightly as she tossed the top aside, her nipples already hardening in the warm beach air. Your cock twitched again, already stirring back to life despite the intensity of your first orgasm.
"Let's see what else you've got," Karen said, pushing you down onto the sand with surprising strength. Your cock was fully hard again and her hands wrapped around your shaft once more, stroking you slowly but firmly.
Was she going to the lightspeed handjob again? Nope.
Nope. She leaned down, her lips brushing against the tip of your cock as she whispered, "You're going to love this."
Then she climbed on top of you, positioning herself over your dick. Her pussy glistened and she sank down onto you without hesitation. The warmth and tightness of her cunt enveloped you completely, making you gasp. Smiling without being arrogant, she rocked her hips. She didn't slam down without technique. Powergirl knew what she was doing.
"Fuck." A cute moan left her. "This dick is good. Mmmph, I knew it!"
Her pace quickened. Her tits bounced up and down as she fucked you. Except, to her surprise, it was Karen that was loving this more. Meaning, she was reaching the ends of her orgasm first.
"Oh shit." Karen panted, her voice breaking when she almost orgasmed. Her pussy squeezed your cock but she didn't let it happen. She wanted to tease you. She took it slow again. "Mmmph! H-here! Come on!"
Here was the thing about Kryptonians: compared to humans, they were sensitive during sex. So even though this was just the start and you were slightly confused, you quickly picked up on what was happening. Grinning, you slapped her ass.
"What's wrong?" Karen had promptly stopped after the gasp. You taunted her. "Too much?"
"T-that's—"
You thrust once. Just once. Her head fell back, her eyes rolling up. First orgasm hit her. But she didn't stop—if anything, she got even more aggressive, slamming down onto you faster and harder than before.
"I-I don't give up! Powergirl doesn't give up!"
She said that yet it was obvious you were winning. It had only been a minute, maybe less, and Karen's expression was pure ecstasy, her lips parted as she moaned loudly, completely lost in the pleasure. It looked like she had been marathoning you for hours. Reality, alas, wasn't so kind.
"C-come on," Karen urged, slamming herself down one last time. "Cum for me."
Nope. You smirked. You let her keep riding you.
Karen inhaled sharply. She had to do something or you'd completely dismantle her. Boobs suddenly pressing your chest, face near your lips, she whispered, "Let's see how long you can last with a little extra stimulation." Her pussy was still throbbing around your cock and the sensation sent shivers down your spine. She began to grind against you, her soft, wet folds massaging your shaft with deliberate slowness. Her lips found your ear and she nibbled lightly before licking a trail down to your collarbone.
But you weren't about to let her take full control. Your hands shot to her ass, gripping her plump cheeks tightly. Without warning, you thrust upward, burying yourself deep inside her.
"Oh fuck—!"
Karen gasped, her eyes widening in surprise—you'd never seen her lose composure like that before. She was capable of moving planets. She won the volleyball match almost single-handidly.
"Y-y-y-you're too deep—!"
Again, you thrust, harder this time, and a low whimper escaped her lips. Powergirl tensed weakly, and for the first time, she looked unsure of herself.
You didn't stop. You fucked her with a raw intensity that made her gasp and moan in ways you'd never heard from her before. Her tits bounced wildly with each thrust, and her hands scrambled for purchase on your chest.
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"Oh fuck…! Oh fuck! Oh fuuuck! Oh Rao!" She was shaking. Powergirl was shaking, not from Darkseid or Doomsday or another planet-level threat, but you and your dick. You who were just clapping her cheeks. "You're—you're really—ah! You really can't—! You shouldn't—!"
Oh, but you did.
From behind the other side of the volleyball court, Tsunade and Rangiku watched in stunned silence. Their jaws dropped open as they witnessed something they never thought possible: Karen Starr, the indomitable Kryptonian powerhouse, was being dominated. Her usual confident smirk was gone, replaced by a look of sheer pleasure and desperation.
"I-I just—you can't! I'm Powergirl! I can't—!"
You kept going, fucking her hard and fast, each thrust driving her closer to the edge. Karen's moans grew louder, more desperate, until finally, she came undone. Her body convulsed as she screamed your name, her pussy clamping down on your cock in a grip that might have killed you. She collapsed onto your chest, big boobs squishy on you.
But you weren't done. You kept thrusting, relentless, even as she squirmed and moaned on top of you. "No—too much—I can't—" she stammered, but you silenced her with another deep thrust. You were hardly touching the sand, only when you needed the leverage. Subtly, you assumed, Powergirl was making the two of you float. She didn't even realize it either.
Her gorgeous blue eyes rolled back, and she let out a strangled cry as another orgasm ripped through her.
"I can't! I can't stop cummmming!"
"You love it!"
"I-I do, but—" Karen whimpered. "Fine! Fine! I love it! I love it! I love it too much! And I just—"
What was Powergirl afraid of? Submitting? Opening herself? Probably both, and you with your cock changed everything. You dominated. You made her see a part of herself she had never seen.
"Fineeeee~! I love it! I love this cock! I love youuuu~! Keep fucking me! Just keep fucking me and making me feel GOOD~!"
By now, Karen was completely at your mercy. Ass cheeks in hand, fucking her, her thighs slick with her own juices.
"Then tell me—do you want it inside!?"
"Mmm! K-Kryptonians are supposed to only do creampies! Nothing less!"
Was Powergirl even fully Kryptonian? What was even her backstory? Ah well, you came inside her, just as her culture supposedly said. Your cum flooded her pussy, filling her to the brim and you made out with her. You sat up, kissing her and pumping her full of your seed.
She was passionate. She was addicted.
When it was over, Karen was half-awake. Your cock pulled out on its own, with Tsunade and Rangiku seeing your cum pouring from her pussy. Karen sat pressed to you. You smacked her ass playfully, eliciting a weak moan from her lips, and then pushed her off to the side.
Standing up, you turned to Tsunade and Rangiku, your cock still hard and throbbing. They stared at you, their eyes wide with a mix of shock and arousal. Rangiku bit her lip, her gaze flicking between your face and your erection.
"Well," Rangiku said slowly, "looks like we've got our work cut out for us."
Tsunade smirked, crossing her arms under her ample chest. "I guess it's our turn. You and I were supposed to fuck before…"
True. Very true. You had a score to settle…
…
…
…
"Fuck me harder, you bastard!"
Blonde big titty bitch let out a desperate scream as you drilled into her from behind. Her massive tits swung wildly with every thrust, her ass clapping against your hips like thunder. The Fifth Hokage was shaking, her legs barely able to keep her up after hours of being utterly destroyed by your cock.
"Oh my god, yes! Don't stop! Please!" Tsunade exclaimed. "Fucking fuck meeee~!"
She sounded drunk. Maybe she was. Everything had become something of a blur.
Collapsed on her side next to Tsunade was Rangiku, already fucked, her breasts heaving as she watched you pound the Hokage into oblivion. Her bikini bottoms were long gone, her pussy glistening, begging for more.
Karen, Powergirl herself, lay on her back a few feet away, her legs spread wide, fingers furiously working her clit as she stared at you with devotion. "Fucking hell, I need that cock again," the superheroine panted, her voice hoarse from screaming. "Switch to me, please, I can't take it anymore!"
CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—! CLAP—!
"C-cumming! CUMMMINNG~!"
That was Tsunade's limit. Her arms went as weak as noodles and her face ate sand.
"Sorry, not you Karen," you said. With a growl, you pulled out of Tsunade's soaked pussy, her whimper of disappointment drowned out by the sound of your wet cock sliding free. You turned to Rangiku, grabbing her hips and flipping her onto her hands and knees. The orange-hair shinigami gasped, her ass jiggling as you slapped it hard, leaving a red mark. "You're next, slut," you snarled, lining yourself up with her dripping entrance.
Your cock slid into Rangiku with ease, her pussy squeezing you like a vise. She threw her head back, a guttural moan escaping her lips. "Fuck yes! Your cock feels so fucking good!"
"I'm glad! How good?"
"S-shooo good! Too good!" Rangiku giggled in between. "Y-you really love to listen to me, don't you?"
The classic tease. Ha, you loved it.
Her tits swayed beneath her as you started pounding into her, each thrust making her shriek and laugh louder. Rangiku had these little bouts of laughter while getting fucked. It was unique. The sound of her ass cheeks clapping echoed across the beach and the confident, laughing Rangiku was quickly reduced to a quivering mess.
"Oh god, oh gosshh! Oh fucckkk! I can't believe COCK can be so damn good! Mmmppph~!"
You knew what to do with Rangiku. One hand reaching around to grope her massive tits, squeezing them roughly as you fucked her. "You love this, don't you?" you growled in her ear. "You love being my little slut."
"Yes! Yes! I'm your fucking slut!" Rangiku exclaimed, grinning. She gasped when another orgasm ripped through her. But you didn't stop. You kept fucking her, harder and faster. You didn't want her to feel anything except your dick.
"I love being a slut! I LOVE BEING YOUR SLUUUTTT! MMM, I CAN'T STOP CUMMING! I CAN'T STOPPPP~!"
Tsunade was still on the ground, trying to catch her breath, but Karen couldn't wait any longer. She crawled over to you. "Come on, pleeease~! I need it!"
"S-shut up! Leave us alone!" Rangiku chastised in between gasps. "I just wanna be his sex slut. L-let him cum inside me at least!"
"Then here!"
Your balls slapped hard and emptied themselves inside Rangiku. She was shocked by the sudden warmth and she grinned maniacally. She let out a long, stretched out, "Yes~!" and, "I love your cummm~!"
"Haa…!"
But as soon as you were done, Karen reached up and grabbed your cock, pulling it out of Rangiku's pussy.
"I need this inside me…!"
This desperate superwhore…
You smirked, pushing Karen onto her back and spreading her legs wide. You you didn't hesitate to slam into her. Karen cried out, her back arching as you filled her completely. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Powergirl chanted, her hands gripping your shoulders. "Yesssh! Treat me like your superwhore! Fuck me how you want me!"
"Oh, now you're open!"
"Yes, yes! Your dick! Your dick change me! Mmmpph! I just LOVE it!"
Her eyes flicked down and you sensed she used her X-ray vision. She wanted to see your cock poking into her pussy.
"I can see it! I can see your cock! I can—I can see myself cumming!"
Bouncing tits near your face was too tempting. You leaned down to suck on one of her nipples, biting down just hard enough to make her scream. "Oh god! Yes!" Karen's legs wrapped around your waist, pulling you deeper into her. "Cum inside! Cum inside!"
"Y-you…!"
You slammed into her with all your strength. She knew! She knew you were about to cum with her X-ray vision! Fuck, you tried to resist! Her damn pussy though…! Kryptonian pussy clenched around you, trying to milk every drop of cum from your cock. But you weren't ready to finish yet.
But you had to. There was a difference. Leg locked and in the pussy of Powergirl, it was impossible to not cum inside.
Karen's eyes rolled back. She was done for—at least until the sun rejuvenated her again. That was how it went with her.
You pulled out of Karen and turned back to Tsunade.
The Hokage was on all fours, stronger than before, her ass in the air, waiting for you. "I need you," she whispered, looking back at you with desperate eyes. "Please, fuck me again."
Desperation? How uncharacteristic of the Hokage.
"Suddenly changed your tone, Legendary Sucker."
Tsunade flushed red. "S-shut up…"
You didn't need to be asked twice. You grabbed her hips and plunged back into her tight pussy, eliciting a loud moan from the blonde ninja. You didn't get right to thrusting. After, you had a booty to slap. "You're such a fucking slut."
"T-that is…" She heaved. "True, I suppose…"
You placed yourself on top of her and groped her breasts. With the Big Titty Committee, if you weren't groping and fucking, then what was the point? You gave three rapid thrusts, even as you whispered in her ear. Even as she tried to stifle her moans.
"Come on, just say it." Thrust, thrust, thrust. "Say it."
"I…hnnggh! I won't! I am Hokage and I will—" Nope, nope. "Yes! YES! OKAY, I'm your SLUT! So fuck me! Fuck me!" Tsunade was already raw from hours of moaning and screaming. Her pussy was so tight, so wet, and you knew she was close to another orgasm.
Rangiku and Karen were both writhing on the sand next to you, fingering themselves as they watched you destroy Tsunade. "God, you're so fucking hot," Karen moaned, her fingers working furiously on her clit.
"I want that cock so bad," Rangiku whimpered.
But you were focused on Tsunade. You grabbed her hair, pulling her head back as you pounded into her. "Cum for me, slut," you growled in her ear.
"CUMMMIIING~!"
She did, just as you asked. The Fifth Hokage, the Legendary Sucker, the Great Sannin—undone by dick. All her authority and super strength nothing when dicked down. She almost collapsed but she managed to stay on all fours. Impressive.
You stepped back and rose to your full height, your cock still glistening with Tsunade's juices, throbbing and demanding more. The three women were panting, every single one of them trembling from the divine fucking you'd given them. But you weren't done—not by a long shot.
"On your knees."
Tsunade, Rangiku, and Karen exchanged glances before obeying, crawling over. They lined up in front of you, their eyes fixated on your cock, their mouths watering. "Take turns," you ordered. "And make it good."
Rangiku was the first to lean forward, her lips wrapping around the tip of your cock. She sucked gently, her tongue swirling around the head, but you weren't satisfied. "Deeper," you ordered, grabbing the back of her head and pushing her down. Her eyes widened as your cock hit the back of her throat, but she didn't pull away. She gagged, her throat tightening around you, and you let out a low groan. "That's it, fuck yourself on my cock."
But you didn't cum. "Next," you said, pulling her out immediately. Rangiku seemed dazed. You presumed she was more like Orihime and better at tittyfucks.
Karen was next, eager to prove herself. She shoved Rangiku aside and took you into her mouth, her lips stretching wide to accommodate your girth. Her tongue danced along the underside of your shaft as she bobbed her head, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked hard. "Good girl," you muttered, running your fingers through her hair.
But…it was clear she was better at handjobs. The moment she tried using her hands—
"No hands," you said, slapping her hand away. "Tsunade, you're next."
"B-but—"
Powergirl tried to protest. Your hips jerked back, leaving her mouth, and then proceeded to slap her with your cock. An order was an order. Even Powergirl had to comply, regardless of whether she could break you and the planet. She did pout along the way.
Then it was Tsunade's turn. She smirked, knowing she could do better than the other two. She took you into her mouth slowly, her tongue teasing the sensitive spot just below the head. Then, without warning, she slammed her head down, taking your entire length down her throat in one smooth motion.
No hands. Hands were locked behind her. It was hot. You groaned, your hands gripping her hair as she held herself there, her throat muscles contracting around you. "Fuck," you breathed. "S-so this is the power of the Legendary Sucker…!"
She pulled back slightly, letting you slip out of her mouth before diving back down, her lips sealed tight around your shaft. She repeated the motion over and over, her pace quickening as she worked you with her mouth and throat. Rangiku and Karen watched in awe, their own arousal evident as they squirmed on their knees.
At long last, it happened. You came—and the Legendary Sucker swallowed without issue.
"You win, Tsunade," you said with a smirk, pulling her off your cock for a moment. She looked up at you, her lips swollen and glistening with saliva.
"Heh. Obviously." Tsunade's smirk was perfectly arrogant. Perhaps arrogance was too much, it was simply fact. She was the best at sucking dick.
"Not fair~"
"My handjobs are WAY better…!"
Two pairs of lips kissed your nutsack. Rangiku and Powergirl, like obedient servants, wanted the attention of their masters. Rangiku started sucking on your nutsack while Powergirl wrapped her hand around the base of your dick.
Gasping dramatically, almost offended, Tsunade opened her lips again to suck the tip.
The Big Titty Committee: Tsunade, Rangiku, and Powergirl. All on their knees, sweating, creampied, and addicted to serving you.
You smiled down at them. Your dick wasn't going soft anytime soon.