"Huh? Why are you asking us to take care of a baby?" Saitama asked curiously, staring quizzically at the small human that Fubuki was carrying in her arms.
It had been quite some time since they'd last seen each other, and apparently, a lot of things have changed. Fubuki visited his house without any prior announcement, not knowing that there were other guests staying at his place, Genos and King popped their heads out from the hallway and also wondered what was happening.
"O-Oh, well… I need a babysitter, if you don't mind," Fubuki said while blushing.
"I don't really mind, I guess, but don't you have a ton of people working for you that you could ask?" Saitama responded.
"Yes, of course I have my followers! They're just a bit too enthusiastic sometimes, so I figured that I'd be better off asking you instead," Fubuki responded.
Tatsumaki, her eccentric little sister was also an option, except given how over-the-top and sometimes borderline crazy she could be, Fubuki avoided that option entirely.
"Could you please do this for me, Saitama? Along with Genos and King, this is probably the safest place on the planet for 'Mizore'," Fubuki reiterated.
The rather exotic name of this child did somewhat pique Saitama's interest, although he wasn't particularly bothered to pry on the matter further, hearing how genuine Fubuki was asking for a favor. As always, he simply shrugged and took on the burden without much thought, reaching out and scooping the child into his arms. Saitama wouldn't consider himself anything close to a babysitter, but he did find the baby's humming to be rather adorable, managing to even crack a smile when the child enthusiastically reached out to pat his bald head.
"Thank you so much, Saitama! Here, I've laid out some instructions to make it easier on you," Fubuki stated while handing him a piece of paper, and a baby bag that contained all the necessities for taking care of the kid whose parents hadn't yet been revealed.
"Oh, boy. I feel like I've signed up for something I'm not prepared for," Saitama muttered to himself.
"I'll trust you to take care of her… Good luck! I'll come back for her later!"
Fubuki's voice was already out the door, seemingly in a hurry as she waved to the kid goodbye before dashing off into the distance.
With that, the three men who looked like a storm had just run through the house were left with the small baby babbling while being cradled in Saitama's arm, a moment of silence befalling the trio who were about to play some video games together.
"Well… What now?"
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Meanwhile, in Kyoto…
The Kyoto students of Jujutsu High were walking their way to the training grounds before finding their beloved Sensei Utahime mysteriously carrying a baby. They'd heard rumors about her sudden absence that extended for a few days, but nobody had ever heard about a baby, garnering the obvious attention of sorcerers that trained under her supervision. It didn't make sense, because she's been seen many times with no signs of pregnancy. Meaning, that child couldn't have been hers, could it?
"Sensei?…"
"So, I'll go ahead and ask in everyone's place, but what are you doing with a baby?" Mai asked, breaking the ice and addressing the elephant in the room.
Not only was it perplexing to see her holding a random child, but the kid was very clearly dark-skinned—something that wasn't a problem, however was certainly odd considering that there hadn't been much contact with foreigners out in Kyoto.
"Not even a greeting for your amazing Sensei?" Utahime chuckled.
"Sorry, we didn't mean it like that! It's just—"
"It's not mine, if that's what you were wondering. It's Mei Mei's, a friend of mine from my younger days at Jujutsu High—she hired me to take care of her baby, Kaito."
There was almost a collective sigh, even though the answer that Utahime hadn't been pregnant was obvious.
"Mei Mei?" The students wondered aloud, vaguely remembering the white-haired woman known for her greed and avaricious nature in her pursuit for wealth.
Although they didn't have the greatest understanding of her character, the Kyoto students found it quite surprising that a woman like her had become a mother—especially considering the father appeared to be someone from out of the country.
"What's his name?" Miwa asked, showing enthusiasm that exceeded the others.
"It's Kaito. Isn't he cute?" Utahime said, letting him down to waddle his way towards the blue-haired woman who had her arms open, an inviting gesture to the small child that instantly felt drawn to this safe place.
"Kaito? That's a great name! Come here, come here, Kaito!" Miwa cooed the small child over, having experience with handling children with the many siblings that she had.
The Kyoto students found themselves in an unexpected situation, babysitting Mei Mei's son who provided a breath of fresh air for the strenuous times in the life of a Jujutsu High Sorcerer.
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Meanwhile, at the Public Safety Devil Hunters office…
Tokyo Special Division 4, consisting of Denji, Aki and Power were assigned a rather special mission from their equally terrifying and beautiful superior, Makima. When they first walked in the room, Aki let out a disgruntled sigh and put his palm over his forehead, expressing a look of frustration because he already foresaw how tedious today's work would be. Power, who lacked any sort of intelligence even groaned, finding human children to be rather annoying to be around. Meanwhile, Denji's face darkened at the horrifying sight of Makima cradling an infant in her arms, immediately turning the gears in his brain to figure out that today's mission wasn't as exciting as hunting down devils or fighting to earn Makima's praise.
"Denji, it's time," Makima stated bluntly.
"W-Wha?! Why me?!" The teenager groused, always finding himself grumbling and pouting because of the baby that Makima carried.
There were more than a few reasons behind his minor displeasure at taking care of her daughter—for one, it reminded him of Makima's husband. A man that had everything that he wanted, the one who stole his fairy tale of a dream—claiming Makima's heart, having sex with the incredibly seductive woman that must've been absolutely phenomenal in every regard, and ending up impregnating her with his powerful genes. If Denji was able to write a shit list, that bastard would've sat at the top for seducing the woman that he desired for so long. Then, and even now, she was the sole reason that he worked for the Public Safety Devil Hunters. If he was able to do so without upsetting Makima, he wished that he could've beat that man to a pulp!
Well, if it was physically possible, anyway…
His archnemesis wasn't an ordinary human. Makima wouldn't have settled for someone undeserving, it only made all the sense in the world that her mate was someone vastly superior in terms of speed, strength, wits and genetics. The Chainsaw Man was supposed to be amongst the strongest, and yet her husband was capable of tanking even his attacks, if it came down to it. Denji wasn't the type to back down from a fight, but he would certainly approach that beast of a man with caution.
"Damn it… Of course Makima had to hook up with some near unstoppable dude!" Denji thought to himself with frustration.
For obvious reasons, this helplessness hurt—knowing that he couldn't compete with the stud for Makima's heart or in a battle.
"Why you? Well, that's obvious. It's because Nayuta likes you, Denji," Makima said while handing over her daughter to the spiky-haired man's hands. Immediately after being held away from her 'mama' that she adored so, Nayuta started to cry until Denji accepted her into his arms.
Instantly, the whining child calmed down, soothed by Denji's presence, the infant started to crack smiles and giggle. He had no idea why Nayuta was always so clingy with him, especially considering how poorly hidden his distaste was for her father—but she always cooed up at him happily. Unfortunately, despite how he always tries to play it off as a chore to take care of her, Denji couldn't even deny how he bonded with her since the first time that he ever held Nayuta.
"Now then, I'll be on my way… Oh, and I'm sure you all know this, but if there's anything so much as a scratch on Nayuta, there will be very dire consequences," Makima threatened with her trademark smile that was a balance between menacing and peaceful.
The intimidating hunter made the trio gulped down the saliva stuck in their throats, bowing their heads in submission.
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With those matters settled, perhaps the most stacked lineup of mesmerizingly gorgeous, criminally alluring, voluptuous and deathly powerful women gathered together in a single elevator bringing them to the place that turned into their love nest. Makima, the Chief Cabinet Secretary's Personal Devil Hunter, one of the strongest and most fearsome women in existence; Fubuki, an influential B-rank hero who amassed a massive organization who served under her like proper servants; and Mei Mei, a wealthy Grade 1 sorcerer renowned for her monetary power and boasted respectable strength and abilities. They shared more in common than meets the eye, the obviously giant and luscious attributes whose seductive prowess shouldn't ever be understated—an air of excellence around these women, and the fact that they were coming here for the same reason.
Their greeting was short and brief, simply nodding at one another as they turned every head in the building, men and women alike who saw them pass by. They almost didn't seem real, like they were above the rest of the human populace—someone divine. Their lack of communication wasn't because they were at odds, in fact, it was the opposite. These three unbelievably hot, intimidating and sensuous women were in perfect harmony with one another, needing only subtle gestures to express what they were feeling—despite how monumental a day they had ahead of them.
Those who crossed their paths when they walked by were left stunned by the heavenly scent, sauntering around with each step of their long, slender and womanly legs. Makima, Fubuki and Mei Mei's dimensions were on-par and competing with one another, having a natural sway to their step which was both commanding and seductive in nature. Truly, they were superstars in their own right, undoubtedly amongst the top of the world in regards to the finest women humanity had to offer. Any man would consider themselves to have hit the jackpot if they even dated one of these bombshell beauties—to be simultaneously fucking all three was a fever dream.
For one single man, whose authority and power succeeded even the Big Three babes that arrived at his door clad in their elegant black dresses—it was reality.
"I've been waiting for you, Fubuki, Mei Mei, Makima," The giant man greeted with a suave, sexy voice.
He eyed them from head-to-toe, perhaps the only person in the world who could ogle them freely without consequence, always fancying how they dressed on this special occasion as if it were uniform. Their gloriously thick, mouthwatering curves were accentuated from the tailored dress hugging their flawless hourglass figure. Regardless of their hectic work schedule, it wasn't a rarity for his three luscious lovers to join together on the same day, but today was different.
It wasn't any ordinary foursome for mere pleasure, they were empowered by the inherent need to be bred. This love nest on this marvelous day that marked the anniversary of their first conception, would bring the birth of their future children somewhere between nine months later.
The ladies had an interesting relationship, needless to say. While technically living under the same roof , they were relatively distinct and different from one another apart from their builds and reverence for the sole man that owned them in both body, heart and mind. On that fateful night where they were all impregnated with the superior seed belonging to this unfathomably handsome, virile stud of a man—Makima, Fubuki and Mei Mei shared a bond that couldn't be described with mere words. They treated the other children who were also blessed by the same male as their own, offering to take care of them if they were free. If anything, some semblance of a powerful bond was formed, and a unique trust that couldn't be fabricated from mere words or ties.
"Yes, tonight we are in your care, Daddy.~"
The affection way that they all addressed him was a testament to the loyalty that they had for the only man capable of infatuating these strong-willed women to this extent, welcoming them in and closing the door for the three buxom hotties, wasting no time to prepare themselves for the intense, primal breeding that was planned to take place. Standing in a triangle formation, Makima, Fubuki and Mei Mei stared amorously into each other's eyes, feeling the tension in the room rise and affect everyone present in this romantically-lit room. There were candles placed strategically atop the room's furniture, providing an ambiance that matched the intimacy of the binding act that they shared together, absent of any greed or malice behind their polygamous relationship.
Their favorite way to settle into the mood for their sweaty, downright vile mating session was to kick things off with a sloppy three-way kiss that warmed everyone's bodies up in the vicinity. As the prideful man who brought even the most formidable figures such as Makima and the others into submission, he also found solace in watching them get along–especially in bed. Leaning their faces forward, their tongues all darted out of their mouths to meet somewhere in the middle, not one or the other person getting too carried away with the horny trio making loud and wet noises when making out.
"Looks like you're all fired up today, aren't you?" The towering man chuckled, handling the gigantic package in his trousers, readjusting when watching how hot and heavy their kisses turned into.
Smashing together were their colossal tits, pairs of immense flesh that pushed out of those skimpy dresses—excelling in their opulence and sheer smoothness. Displaying not an ounce of shame, saliva trickled from their active lips and tongues moving around from in and out of each other's wet mouths. Makima made it a point to dominate in everything that she did, fighting against the likes of Mei Mei who responded to her controlling energy with assertiveness of her own, while Fubuki still kept her pride and competed with them despite not being on the same level of strength as the other two. It looked rather messy, hearing the hot pants escaping their opened mouths sliding together, wet muscles clashing together in an erotic three-way wrestle.
Slll! Mmhhh! Mmmph! Mmuah! Chu!
Tongues lolling around in circles, their hands freely roamed and caressed their partners insatiable bodies, reaching low to knead the meaty buns sticking out behind Makima's dress, lifting Mei Mei's hefty bosom with their palms, tweaking the sensitive nipples belonging to Fubuki to hear the cute squeals that would escape her breath. This collaborative relationship benefited everyone involved, warming their pussies that dampened with arousal, sliding their hands adventurously over their huge hips and tight curves, appreciating other fellow women who were at their level of seductiveness. Natural born temptresses whose values far exceeded any normal man, attracted only to true alpha males—acknowledging that they did all share one thing in common, the cemented fact that they revered the same man.
This vulgar face-eating session was an extension of what they felt for this prodigious man, stimulated by no other except for his dark, hulking figure that imposed its dominance through his rippling muscles.
He was powerful.
There was no denying that. They knew it better than anyone.
Sure, there was probably someone out there who was stronger than him, but he was clear cut above the rest who simply couldn't measure up to his greatness. At the very least, his strength felt peerless to even this triad of sexy women—the dominance only he exerted over them made their cunts soaked in their own juices.
"Come here," He commanded them sternly. The man's voice carried so much command that they wouldn't even think about disobeying him, separating the girls momentarily from their trance only to be casted back into the wild fire of lust when his long, thick tongue stuck out of his mouth to join the fray.
They weren't merely lovers, this fascinating man ruled over them like they were his slaves—and to them, he was their beloved master, whose personality, charm and power left them admiring the dark-skinned hunk with awe captivating their hearts. Clearing the way to indulge in this incredibly sloppy four-way 'kiss', if it could even be called as such, four slick tongues battled in the center of their faces barely centimetres apart. It was a shame that he only had two arms, because he wanted to simultaneously fondle all of their white, round and plump booties at once. There was nothing more arousing than the deliciously fat asses that he loved more than anything else, growling in animalistic fashion when feeling how much mass moved after he would smack the plush rump before sinking his fingers into the doughy flesh.
Makima, Fubuki and Mei Mei all knew their roles—content with keeping the competition between one another absent of any jealousy, like sisters who want the best from each other without hindering their own natural cravings. This unbelievably stimulating oral exchange of licks and tasty saliva caused an uncontrollable lurching in his pants that already caught the attention of his trio of snowbunnies. It was like a scene straight out of a movie, a spectacle that made them reminisce about their first meeting years ago, the catalyst of their debut as mothers sharing the same man that fathered their children.
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A few years in the past…
At a gathering that required Japan's most formidable heroes, a party was assembled with only the strongest in mind. This matter required the assistance of not only one sector of fighters, inquiring the main hero organization that dealt with the workings of villains and monsters that were labelled high on the scale. Then, there were the jujutsu sorcerers known for their unique abilities and expertise in exorcising curses, renowned for their capability of operating underneath the public eye without being detected. Invisible monsters whose threats were only known by those who reprimanded them, only a scant few are able to even see them with their own eyes. Finally, last but certainly not least, the heroes party consisted of high-ranking members from the Public Safety Sector, fighting against terrifying creatures that manifested from the fear of mankind, the Devils.
The individual who immediately garnered the attention of everyone in sight was a high-ranking manager that operated for the Hero Organization—standing out for several reasons that caught the eye. Physically, especially in the country of Japan, there weren't many that looked like him. He was very apparently from an African origin, a dark-skinned black man who looked to be in incredible shape—possessing very masculine and handsome facial features, most women would call him the entire package. The buttoned shirt that he wore looked ready to tear open, exuding an air of unwavering confidence and security in his status that not a person dared to question him, the feminine eyes naturally drawn to the extremely broad and built chest that popped out in its chocolatey goodness. His huge pectoral muscles rippled without the need to flex, needing to unbutton several of the buttons from off the top, portions of his chiseled abdomen provided a treat for the ladies eyes to feast upon. Just as impressive were his ripped arm muscles, his trim waist, long and muscular legs, with a sharp jawline and a wide mouth, there wasn't anything to criticize about his appearance.
In this country, it wasn't normal for anyone to grow to the astronomical sizes that made him impossible to ignore, standing tall at an intimidating 195 centimeters in height, a shaved head that gave him a stern and serious look, exemplified by the black suit that he wore over his undershirt that failed to hide the outline of his spectacular muscles.
Clearly, they were gathered for something of vital importance–but he couldn't help but notice the plenty of beautiful and strong women. In the prime years of his youth, it was common for him to be described as a womanizer of sorts, constantly having a flock of attractive ladies chasing after him, whether he reciprocated their affections or not. In particular, there were three that caught his eyes. There was no questioning their excellence in their own fields, or how irresistible their curvaceousness were to the male gaze–but perhaps one of the major reasons for his interest was the pitch black dress they happened to wear. He couldn't help but think that the color black suited them perfectly, and if it looked so spectacular on them, he also wondered how black would look inside them, too.
First to earn his attention was none other than the most famous of the bunch, Fubuki. In Japan, her influence was almost second-to-none, running a major organization that provided some of the necessary manpower and assets for the country. There wasn't a single person present that wasn't aware of who she was, commanding attention in her own respect, the lavishly dressed beauty was clad in her trademark dress and furry coat. The tone of her dark green hair matched the shade of her coat, her stylish appearance reminding everyone of her importance, hiding none of her curvyness and wearing a smile with her soft lips catching eyes using her pink lip gloss. It had only taken a glance, but even considering how many well-endowed women stood in his presence, he figured that Fubuki might very well boast the best breasts of a star-studded lineup of heroines.
"Fubuki, hmm? She's a wonderful woman, in both authority and looks. That body of hers… It's fabulously arousing, especially those huge tits. It's almost like they were specifically made for providing pleasure, if nothing else." His unprofessional thoughts thankfully were written nowhere on his face, maintaining a nonchalant attitude while inspecting the tempting figures belonging to these glamorous women who precisely fit the type that he loved to destroy with that gigantic cock of his.
Then, when he thought that there couldn't be anyone close to her in sexual appeal, the Head of the Public Safety Division, Makima made her entrance. Unlike Fubuki, who was known to be easily approachable and desirable to make connections with–there was a cloud of mystery hovering over Makima that was almost frightening, but intriguing in its own way. A woman of high position and ranking in spite of her youth, there was no telling how truly powerful she was, with uncertainties surrounding the extent of her powers, those that dared to cross her paths exerting caution with every step. In the fear that she evoked from her enemies and comrades' hearts alike, also came with enchanting beauty and a naturally seductive charm, using her tools masterfully to achieve anything that she wanted. Makima's bewitching stare with those entrancing yellow eyes, with those red rings symbolic of hypnotic spirals left those that gazed too long at her face mesmerized with awe and terror.
"If Fubuki's strength is her enormous breasts, then I know for sure what Makima's is. That bust of hers certainly has some meat to it, but that's nothing in comparison to that unbelievably thick, dump truck of an ass," The black man thought to himself while licking his lips like a dog ready to consume its treat. Without a doubt in his mind, Makima had one of the finest asses that he'd ever seen, in every single category possible. The shapeliness of her behind, the plumpness of the pale flesh overwhelming with opulence, a softness that was utterly peerless to any other big butts that he'd ever seen–was accentuated pleasantly with the black dress that she wore.
In the same vein as Devil Hunters, their counterparts were definitely the eccentric Jujutsu Sorcerers. Arriving as one of the core representatives was none other than Mei Mei. It was rather peculiar that magic existed to only a unique few people, almost as if they were chosen. Hell, the world themself only knew that Jujutsu Sorcerers specialized in special cases, the full extent of their powers also left unknown and immeasurable.
"That woman with the white hair, the bright red lipstick, and that buxom body… She's supposedly a Grade 1 sorcerer, isn't she? I've heard that she would be willing to work any job for the right salary."
Mei Mei possessed the most balanced ratio of breast to ass meat amongst the three bodacious seductresses, neither too disproportionate from the other—what also highlighted her spectacular features was the beautiful dress that she wore. There were questions about her personality, but it was nothing that he couldn't fix, or anything that presented a problem for that matter.
The astoundingly brawny, buff black man that was the male equivalent to black dress temptresses in terms of sheer sexual appeal—gazed at them one-by-one. At that moment, he already decided that he'd found the Crown Jewels of the harem that he set out to create for himself.
A harem worthy of a King.
Only he was powerful enough to accomplish this, after all.
Whether in battle, or in bed, he didn't view anyone as his equal.
"Thank you, Caped Baldy."
He remembered when he came across a plain-looking, seemingly ordinary bald man utterly destroying a hive of monsters with a single punch.
Whatever drastic measures or insane dedication it required to attain that strength, he wanted it for himself.
One day, when fate appeared to take his side, the foreign man who ventured to this country far away from home struck gold—catching that 'Caped Baldy' in the midst of his training regimen that he followed and learned for himself.
It was utterly ridiculous.
There was no logical explanation for its effectiveness.
But in a world full of curses, devils, and monsters, who was he to dissuade him?
He didn't need to become strong. It was unnecessary. He only needed to turn into someone formidable enough, at a level where he was content with himself. The acknowledgement from others didn't mean anything, he merely wanted to achieve peace within himself. Thus, he trained unlike he ever had before, meticulously following the process that allowed this mysterious bald man to attain such inhumane strength. In a direct comparison to this secret superhero, he might've been lacking when it came to sheer strength—but compared to everyone else, he was at a level far above their wildest imaginations.
He now had it all, a healthy, virile body that attracted women like moths to a fire—respectable and authoritative status, and to top it all off, an enormous, ruthless black cock that subdued any powerful woman that had the honors of seeing it.
The man made it imperative to converse with each girl, whether for casual or business reasons. Fubuki, who was always surrounded by an entourage of men that would do her bidding, turned out to be the most flustered by his appearance. She'd never seen a person of his ethnicity, much less one that was so conventionally attractive, strong and tall—whereas Makima and Mei Mei were able to take him in stride, silently commenting to themselves the obvious attraction they felt for this worthy, masculine man.
First and foremost, Fubuki's poorly hidden bashfulness made it easy to choose her as his woman. She was already stuttering over her words, having difficulties maintaining eye contact because her gaze would often stray from his good-looking face and down to his hunky physique. Gradually, as they would talk more frequently, he would introduce more familiar body contact, holding her gently by the hip while leaning down to whisper into her ear.
"Fubuki, I must say that while I'm a patient man, there's certain things I can't wait for. This weekend, let me take you out on a date."
To see her instantly fold and melt into a puddle after hearing those words, the man knew that he'd already won her over. Fubuki, despite her luxurious lifestyle and stunning appearance—not once has she ever dated a man. Her interest in others ran short, until this incredibly hot stud of a dark complexion routinely flirted with her. From there, it was easy-picking to take the heroine's virginity. It only took one time, pushing her down onto the bed with his black, jacked and massive frame before converting the dignified woman into his adoring slave.
He dicked her down with unstoppable vigor, the sounds of Fubuki's unrestrained moans possibly spilling out across the hallway where her attendees would've been stationed. The meaty fingers clinging to her tapered waist and pushing her down to arch that back sexily for his taking made for the perfect position to pound Fubuki's pussy in, utilizing every single of his jet-black inches to nearly turn that little hole inside out. If this is what sex felt like, Fubuki wondered why it took her so long to indulge in such perverse behavior. Only after she was assured that this degree of pleasure was only exclusive to this special man and his unyielding truncheon of a cock did her heart feel soothed by her decision to remain untainted until that fateful night.
If the troublesome henchmen weren't blown away prior due to both Fubuki's insistence and the man's crushing power, they would've interrupted after assuming that she must've been in some dire situation to be screeching so loudly.
It was her own fault.
Fubuki, putting up a face of false bravado after noticing how effortlessly the intensely virile ebony man influenced her—made the bold statement that she would easily take his big black cock that he boasted about during their date, and expressed as such with confidence. It was nothing more than a failed attempt to trick her brain, because after only inserting himself half way inside of her spritzing pussy, Fubuki was already hooked and ended the night utterly mindbroken.
Next, Mei Mei's opportunity to taste chocolate bliss presented itself—hiring the productive woman for a mission where her services were most definitely needed, but with an ulterior motive behind them. He didn't like to beat around the bush or hide his intentions for long, upon completing the tasks that needed to be done, the ever-so-confident man came out and asked her if she would be willing to sleep with him.
"Hmm? Oh, my. I figured that you'd ask sometime, given the way that your eyes linger on me… I would be willing, but for a very high price. After all, I've never slept with a man before," Mei Mei replied with a sly smile.
It came as a shock to hear, with that fuckable body designed for sex, and a mentality that prioritized wealth over anything, he figured that Mei Mei had already been taken by another man. It was only natural that she would value her chastity at an exorbitant price, and she seemed keen on compensation regardless if she wanted to take his meaty, rugged body out to try for herself.
"Phew, that's a hefty price tag, pretty lady. This might actually hurt my bank a little bit," The giant black man whistled jokingly.
Whatever monetary value she put on her high-class, pure pussy—it was worth the hit to his funds. Not that it would be much trouble making it back again, of course. Mei Mei was in for a big surprise, realizing somewhere along the night that she'd definitely bit off more than she could chew, never expecting to hear her own lurid moans echo off the walls and back into her ears. The way her spine bent and her susceptible pussy offered itself entirely to the veiny tube of onyx that didn't even seem real, she lost control of her own body during the enrapturement of her body. She learned that the prowess of a humongous black dick wasn't one to be trifled with, having heard of the chatter during her trips abroad.
"T-This is too much! Even for me! I'll be good from now on!"
Mei Mei's smirk had been instantly wiped off her face after taking several beatings from the muscular brute having such rough sex with her spilling pussy. It was indescribable, he made full use of her superb tits and ass, grinding his fat cock against those pearl-like globes of flesh before redirecting his thrusts into the crevice of her taut muscle. Someone who hadn't once experienced sexual intercourse stood no chance to this Goliath of a man who fucked women for a past-time activity, unable to even accurately count the number of partners that he ran through in his head.
Her limbs flail wildly with her brain turning into mush after the inferno of consecutive orgasms surfaced through her entire body in rippling, electric waves. In the absolute havoc of his empowered thrusts, Mei Mei had difficulty telling what was left from right, up and downs with her head bobbing all over the mattress—aiming directly for the sweet spot that he pinpointed with deep and sensuous jabs. It felt even wider than it looked, brushing the insides of her lubricated tunnels that were wet with her own vaginal juices, the big black man guided her to the brink of ecstatic insanity after tightening his hands around her neck and laying waste to her pathetic, unresisting snatch.
Later, following the aftermath of the sensational sex that Mei Mei just lived through with the perhaps the biggest, sturdiest cock in the country—Mei Mei lied on the bed without an inch of clothing hiding her bare skin, lifting the blanket to unveil her pale, porcelain flesh in its voluptuous glory while resting on her sides, facing the dark-skinned man with a smirk on her face. Her immense, velvety breasts rested firmly atop her chest, thighs pressed together with the streaks of cum left around her claimed pussy tempting him to enter Mei Mei's heat for another round past the finish line.
"Mei Mei."
"Mm? What is it?"
"Give me my money back. I don't pay for pussy."
This order was a mix between a joke and a test, from their brief time spent together he could already validate the rumors about her obsession with money—which is why she was pleasantly shocked from her own response. Against all odds, his command was immediately met with the prompt return of the funds that he spent on Mei Mei, an overjoyed smile on her face when she hit 'send' on her cell phone—not once even questioning the unprecedented action that took place. It was then when the white-haired buxom realized that she belonged to this man completely.
Once Fubuki and Mei Mei were left smitten with the man's demeanor, sculpted body and astronomically huge cock—there was only one woman remaining that he actively listed for. Unlike the others, Makima simply barged in one day, unannounced and without even being detected until she stepped foot into his apartment.
"Huh? What are you doing here, Makima?"
"I've heard about a great power that resides here, to think that it would be you. I remember us meeting not too long ago. I have had my eye on you since then, and I'm here for one reason and one reason alone," Makima stated with her arms crossed underneath her modest breasts. "I want to control you. I will make you mine."
This dominant identity of Makima was her true self, her authentic being that only those who became her victim were painfully aware of—unluckily for her, it didn't take long before subconsciously realizing her inferiority to this overpowering beast of a man. It wasn't his style to inflict any pain on women, but he understood that Makima's strength was in a tier of her own, needing to exert enough force to subdue her. After dodging the chains sent off from the redheads powers, ducking the attack in the nick of time and closing the distance between them using superhuman speed, the man landed a swift blow across her chin that knocked Makima unconscious before her reflexes registered what transpired.
After having a successful time with two easily seduced women, he figured it was a nice change of pace to need to make the last beauty he sought after to submit through force—a style that fit Makima's character perfectly.
A while later…
"Ggh… What happened? Did I lose?" Makima mumbled to herself, instantly preparing herself for combat after regaining consciousness.
A fate that Makima bestowed upon others—became a predicament she found herself in. Bound from her arms and legs, the master of control found herself tied up without being able to move freely on her own. Displaying a calm focus, she simply analyzed her situation, not showing a smidge of panic on her face, glancing down and noticing her bare skin out in plain view.
"I see. So this is what you plan to do with me," Makima stated as if it were a matter of fact.
It became instantly clear that they were not alone, either. Exposed to her nudity were also two other women that she recognized at the Heroes Party, Fubuki and Mei Mei by her side.
"You're the great Makima? I've heard chatter about you, from more people than you'd think. There's people that believe you're the strongest woman alive. I've even heard people compare you to the likes of Gojo Satoru. That's rich, isn't it?" Mei Mei mocked the dangerous femme fatale, poking her on the nose before letting her fingers drift from that aesthetically perfect face and down to her lewd body.
This type of belittling and manipulation were exactly what encapsulated Mei Mei as a person, completely immersed in her element as she happily talked down on this helpless woman who was heralded as an elite force in Japan's combative force. Their orders were simple, to toy with and stimulate Makima's body to the best of their ability.
"Whatever talk people have about me from the outside means nothing to me. I simply want to rule over anything that I can, nothing else matters," Makima responded.
Unaffected from her dire situation, she noticed how the other lady, Fubuki appeared a lot more tentative and bashful—hesitating before joining Mei Mei in exploring her body with her eyes and nimble fingers.
"What's the matter? You're not going to help?" Makima taunted with a smirk, urging Fubuki to participate in this debauchery.
"I'm sure you understand that you've had this coming, Makima. I've had my eyes on you, too. You're one of the three women I think are deserving to take the full brunt of my cock—not for one night, but for the rest of your lives," The gigantic black man groaned while mid-stroking his fierce appendage, pointing at Makima and continuing to talk, "You're the one that will be under my rule. From now on, you belong to me, Makima. That slutty body built for sex, I'll show you what it means to become my woman."
Mei Mei nearly caused her to accidentally bite her tongue after going down on her crotch, feeling the wet muscle of the woman ridiculing her trace along the tight ribbings of her pussy folds spreading apart—Fubuki, who also clearly had no experience in 'fooling around' with a person of the same sex, hesitantly cupped her ample bosom in her hands, taking longer to latch her lips around the beautiful and pink nipple that was steadily becoming turgid and erect.
"Tsk!…"
The targeted licks lashing at her clitoris alerted Makima that Mei Mei certainly had a knack for what she was doing, while it was true that she also hadn't any prior experience of sleeping with women–it certainly didn't seem that way. Fubuki, after being in the company of such a ravenous, libidinous man that spoiled her with his sexual biddings time after time again, developed the skills to please her partner through the means of oral sex. After overcoming her own shyness and letting her tongue work, she imagined that the rubbery tip that she sucked into her mouth was the enormous, dark-purple tip that she made a habit of sucking at least once a day. Collecting Makima's supple teat in her palms, she gently squeezed them while a mark of saliva smeared over her golden, glimmering breasts.
It was a struggle against time until Makima gradually lost her composed demeanor, an inadvertent breathy cry shooting from her mouth, the tempo of her breathing quickening before becoming trembling and deep when failing to control it. This woman whose entirely being centered around domination couldn't comprehend what was happening to her, or this reverie that consumed her body, and in the persistence of Mei Mei's tongue jamming deeper into her warm, vaginal surroundings clenching over her pink appendage believing that it were a dick penetrating her maidenhood.
"S-Stop it," Makima panted. Her orders, for the first time in her life, fell upon deaf ears. Since before she could even remember, there wasn't anyone who dared to defy her. This treatment that didn't even seem possible in the realm of her imagination left her feeling uncomfortable, uncertain of how to approach this foreign feeling, lashing out by barking several commands that nobody needed to adhere to.
"That's enough, if you don't stop pleasuring my body all over–I'll ruin you."
Her threats, despite her inordinate strength that put her in the space of prodigies–meant nothing to the girls who were profoundly subservient to the swole, Herculean man that pumped his flexed manhood until it grew to unfathomable proportions. Makima's menace wasn't subdued because of Mei Mei nor Fubuki, it was only him who was very much her superior, someone that she couldn't boss around, a man that easily boasted a commanding influence over Makima.
"There's about a million ways that I want to fuck you, Makima. It looks like you're ready to go, judging how wet you are. Mei Mei's face has your pussy cream all over it. It'll be okay, trust me. Maybe right now you want to fight it, but I know your type. It'll only take a few seconds, and you'll be consumed by pleasure that you've never known existed," The man explained, stepping away from his seat and finally approaching the fearsome lady whose fangs had already been dulled, stealing her attention with the massively hung Mandingo cock swinging like a dark metronome between his thighs. "Turn her around for me, girls. I'm going to teach Makima a few things about herself that she wasn't aware of."
The virginity that she held onto despite being the target of a plethora of lustful men–was stolen from her that night. Makima's chastity was treated as a hot commodity, an unattainable treasure that nobody seemed worthy of taking. It didn't seem like she viewed anyone to be suitable for sex, not once showing a keen interest in any man that surrounded her. He was different, feeling his male imposing presence that left her wary from the moment they met. Never in her wildest imaginations did she think her womanhood would be claimed like this, stripped away out of her volition, with no control over her own body when the tremendously thick, veiny nightstick mercilessly split her tight quim around his fantastic girth.
"Hhnnh! Mmmpphh! Hmmmm!~"
Makima didn't want to lose so easily, biting her bottom lip to conceal the sensual sounds of a harlot leaving her mouth involuntarily—facing the wall and dropping her head in submission. Her wrists were tied together, holding her forearms in his tight grasp while his vascular body pummeled her heavenly white buttocks with insane strength. The impact of his fervent thrusts made the pale flesh wobble lewdly, the soft pillowy meat audibly smacking against his sturdy crotch, hearing him moan with manic energy when shoving his dark invader into her pillaged cunt.
"I can't stop fucking this fat ass, Makima! It's the best that I've ever seen! Such a huge, slutty fucking butt. It's perfect, it's taking me everything not to cum!" The dark man snarled while spanking her insanely plump dump truck like they were drums, interrupting this speech with virile groans as his praise continued, "Your white, thick booty was built for black cock, Makima."
"Ghhh?! So this is the power of black cock, hmm? I've heard that there is no greater cock than what black men like him possess. Sex didn't mean anything to me, I would've never considered doing it with anyone that served beneath me. They bore me. They're not interesting. I'll admit that there's something special about this man. I can't—I'll start losing myself to his big black cock!"
Further implanting the idea that her absolutely divine, seductive globes of meat belongs entirely to him and were always meant to serve his immensely hung organ—the man spanked her lily-white cheeks to prove his authority over the woman whose only ever known what it's like to dominate, not to be dominated.
Fubuki and Mei Mei stood over top of her and watched their master absolutely wreck Makima's tight pussy for any other man—not as if that opportunity would ever present itself for anyone other than him. From her view from having her ass smashing back against the chiseled brute's groin, she could see two mountains of tits hovering over her head, tilting her head back when her disheveled pony tail made for an excellent handle for the man to reel in. They both watched in veneration, licking their glossy lips and feeling struck with jealousy from the aggressive fucking that the arched-up whore received.
"Hmph, so he thinks that Makima's ass is the best, huh?"
Their confident stances didn't portray how truly aroused they'd become from watching their black owner, the man they admired plowing the woman touted as the most dangerous on the planet—easily reducing her to a sow that craved his seed. Makima's wanton moans turned impossible to suppress, igniting the embers of her insatiable womanly cravings, the glorification of her fabulously buxom buttocks elevating her heart rate after being swooned by this man's dangerously stimulating fuck organ. His words sounded like they conveyed the unequivocal truth, that she was born with an ass this fat, soft and fuckable to be a match made in heaven with black men whose cocks were hung like a horse. The spectators were even reduced to having soaking wet pussies, patiently waiting their turn before soon joining in to caress their beloved mates burly, ebony frame.
"Me too, Daddy. I can't wait any longer," Fubuki complained like a whining child.
Mei Mei wasn't quite as vocal with her desperation, but she felt it all the same. It was difficult to admit given their status as highly respected women, figures that ensured those worked under them—but these two have become totally subservient to their man's incredibly salacious nature and incomparably superior manmeat. With a body like Adonis, impeccable muscles turned his dark rippling frame a sight for ladies to behold, their lust for this man was undeniable after the countless orgasms they were granted. It wasn't even necessary to test anyone else, they were certain that he was in a class of his own, that the level of womanly satisfaction—the vaginal release that rummaged through their entire pussy wouldn't be possible with any other man, with any other cock.
"Uugh! Hhuhnn! Ooouhhnn! F-Fuck!~ Hhkk!" Makima cursed while gritting her teeth, the whites in her eyes showing gradually as they retreated into their sockets.
"Don't worry, babes. It'll be your turn soon. Let me finish putting this woman in her place. I'll make her my bitch. Show her who this stupidly thick ass belongs to!"
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! WHAM! WHAM!
The thrusts so emphatic and deep that his entire shaft would hilt inside of her molten, heated tunnels—pushing her face up against the wall, drooling and leaving trails of her spit against it.
"B-Be quiet! I'm not yours or anyone's bitch! Mmhh! You can keep fucking my fat ass all you want. I'm not so weak like your other whores! Khhu!"
"Ha! You're a terrifying woman, Makima. It doesn't matter how long you fight it, this will end all the same. I'll make you admit that you love black cock!" The man shouted boisterously, speeding up the hectic pace of his lower half slamming into the curvy bimbo that flexed her gigantic buttcheeks in response to the harsh thrashing.
"Oohhnn! Hhhhhooo!… S-So what if it's true that your dicks are bigger, stronger, more fertile than anyone else? I bow down to nobody. You're undoubtedly sexy, I'll give you that—but that doesn't mean that I'll become your slave," Makima stated while fighting to keep her words from slurring.
It was true that compared to the men that she's encountered until now, Makima indeed found this striking black man to be exceedingly more attractive. It could very well be the case that she found them to be more appealing, that they were her type, and that she indeed longed for the prowess of black cocks.
What she refused to do—was to willingly accept being inferior to someone else.
"Impressive, Makima. I don't have a problem with how easily Fubuki and Mei Mei gave in—but it's also exhilarating to deal with a woman as prideful as you."
If she wouldn't break, then it was his responsibility along with his dedicated snowbunnies to help convert this stubborn beauty into the breeding sow that she deserved to become. After pulling out of the seeping hole that contracted tightly around his erectile muscle, the dark-skinned man hulking in his muscular greatness slapped both of Makima's squishy lumps of flesh together, making them clap erotically. He wedged himself in between the snug crevice of her sexy asscrack, breathing out hot air when he leaned his torso back and swiveled his hips further, sawing in and out of the abundance of meat suffocating his turgid shaft.
"From this point on, your life will become very different, Makima. It might take some time, but I know how you'll end up once it's all said and done. I'm going to have fun with you," The man scowled while humping the perfect mountains of flesh, turning Makima's heavenly ass into a sea of fluidly jiggling cheeks.
That night miraculously ended without Makima conceding, fighting the uphill battle within herself and adamantly rebutting the man's claims that she would become his personal sex slave. Although it was physically impossible to stifle the violent orgasms seizing control of her entire self—Makima refused to vocally accept defeat.
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Her valiant efforts outlasted what this man could've ever predicted, despite not yielding entirely to his smoldering lust–Makima's lascivious inhibitions showed clear evidence of existing. She would frequently soar to heaven from the unbridled pleasure that his manly thirteen inches of pure ebony muscle, yet that wasn't enough to make her crumble. His dominance extended for beyond that single night where he captured her, deciding that it would be entertaining and beneficial for the other girls to help train the rebellious whore into becoming an adoring bitch like the rest of them.
One particular session, Fubuki utilized the training that she put into improving her psychic powers to force Makima's jaw open when the intimidating, throbbing, jet-black monster pushed itself past the succulent resistance of her soft mouth. As desperately as she wanted to convince herself that she hated this, that every fiber of her being wanted to reject domination, Makima couldn't help but gravitate towards this genetically gifted male specimen–maintaining a glare when his immense sex organ entered the warm, oral depths of her outstretched throat. He didn't see the need to treat her gently, letting her know that his will was her fate, taking advantage of her opened maw and groaning from how her wet, puckered lips instinctively sucked the huge shaft fucking her face.
"Yeah… That's right, sweet cheeks. Suck that dick. You know you like it. Keep glaring at me like that all you want, I'm not falling for your lies. You've got such a perfect pair of cocksucking lips, I won't let you put them to waste."
Makima graciously accepted his challenge, gulping down the tremendous pole of flesh sliding down her gullet and forming a visible bulge on her neck—refusing to easily allow him to reap the rewards of her sluttiness, stopping herself from gagging around the gigantic prick.
"I love how it feels inside that slutty mouth of yours, Makima. Don't worry. I'll give you the treat you've been secretly begging for," He groaned while stroking himself in and out of her wet, clenching oral cavity.
During one of the upcoming days…
With Makima's initiation commenced at full throttle, Mei Mei was more than thrilled to have her turn with crimson-haired hottie who seduced men as naturally as she breathed. As it currently stood, Makima's in-progress submission to this first-rate man remained behind closed doors, not a single person in attendance of the party that they were sent out to for the sole purpose of adding some spice to her training regiment. There were many sorts of people who they never met, crowded with so-called influential members that Makima would eventually cross paths with in the future, but she couldn't care less about them right now. Mei Mei, who stood close behind but not suspiciously slow, discreetly touched between her thighs with her arm concealed underneath the table, casually scrolling her phone using the other hand and acting like nothing was out of place.
"This woman!… Is this some sort of ploy to try and humiliate me? I would be able to tolerate something of this extent back at that man's place. I can see why they've gone as far as dragging me out here, turning me into a show in front of these people."
If Makima attempted to brute strength her way out of this predicament, she comprehended what consequences lay ahead. His strength was unfathomable, the prowess of his strong, powerful, riveting black body was even greater than met the eye. There was nothing she could but stand there, blushing profusely when a pair of fingers swiftly toyed with the entrance of her tight cunt like it were officially bestowed as co-owner of her body as property. Mei Mei got more of a rise from tormenting Makima's horny body, peeking at her nipples hardening through the fabric of her light dress shirt, wanting to fingerfuck her dampened pussy until she squirmed with embarrassment.
The trip home didn't even give Makima the chance to retreat from the onslaught of pleasure that now consumed her daily life, dealing with Mei Mei frequently groping and spanking her huge butt while wearing an amused smirk on her face.
"I can already tell… Our Master is going to ravage you tonight when we make it home," Mei Mei smiled while checking out Makima's slightly disheveled appearance in her smoking hot, dark dress. Lifting up the bottom to hike up her milky thighs, there were remnants of vaginal juice that leaked down her legs, announcing her victory to the world.
"Hmph! I can't understand how you're able to call someone 'Master' with no shame," Makima sighed.
"You'll understand soon. Maybe you already do. I know you're looking forward to it, Makima. I have a good eye for people, I can tell. You're the type of woman who loves a big black cock," Mei Mei taunted her until they eventually reached the place that they spent so much time around that it almost felt like it had become home.
That fiery night ended off with Makima, for the first time since being beaten that day—having the chance to be in a controlling position for once. It amounted to nothing, even if she was able to take every inch of that infallible meat pillar while riding him on-top, she severely underestimated the gulf in dominance between them.
"Ahhn!~ Hhhu! Gghhouuh! Ohhnghhh!~"
With her back and beautiful backside facing her dark-skinned owner, the man leaned back with his hands supporting the back of his head, propped up on a bed of pillows and indulging in the obscene sight of Makima's wet pussy rising and plunging his erection into her searing insides. Makima's final chance at asserting herself ultimately failed, finding herself overwhelmed from the turgid phallus reaching all the way to her womb with each dip of her naughty hips. To make matters more humiliating, Fubuki and Mei Mei were positioned on all fours in front of her, offering their delicious looking asses and dripping pussies for Makima to eat.
"Go on, Makima. Eat everything up. Who's a good girl?" Mei Mei taunted, wiggling her hips and watching as Makima hilariously tried to chase her holes with her outstretched tongue.
Even though she was the one directing the motion of her ass slamming down on the man's rugged lap, Makima's entire body rocked as the cesspool of sensations invaded her brain.
"This is so embarrassing… But, it feels so good! You're really good with your tongue," Fubuki moaned after feeling the trained sluts muscle swirling around the entrance of her puckered hole.
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A week later…
Makima's daily training sessions only grew intensely with every passing day, until finally culminating into the ultimate act of submission. There was only so much she could do when faced with unbridled, orgasmic pleasure during nearly every waking moment. They were relentless, including Fubuki and Mei Mei who hardly gave her time to breathe once the man they called 'Master' temporarily finished having his fun with her. It was a gradual process of descending into lustful madness, but at some point, she finally caved in. Makima felt foolish to think that she even had a chance of proving herself, abandoning the desire to reject her true emotions—subjecting herself to the powerful black man's possession, prostrating herself and bringing her head low to the ground to express her vulnerability.
"What do you call this again, a dogeza? It's perfect. You've passed, Makima. From now on, you belong to me."
Stripped to nothing but her bare flesh, Makima's creamy skin looked absolutely divine even when folded in this pathetic, obedient position.
There was no need to fight it any longer.
It was meaningless.
Makima had become addicted to the ravishing pleasure that this peerless man granted her, already experiencing a lifetime's worth of ecstasy that wouldn't be possible with anyone else. Truly, Makima was a slave to big black cock.
The man turned to Fubuki and Mei Mei, raising a brow to silently convey what he wanted. The two ladies that had become accustomed to this lifestyle of subservience quickly caught on to what he needed, stripping themselves entirely until they were in the same state as Makima who still hadn't lifted her head, waiting for their master's command. Once Makima established herself as one of the other members of his harem, none stood above anyone else, bowing down right next to the naked lady that had now become their partner in both mind and flesh.
"I, Makima—"
"I, Fubuki—"
"I, Mei Mei—"
"Pledge myself to be Daddy's eternal slave, and will be one of your loyal lovers and broodmares for the rest of our lives." The three women
"Good girls. I made the right decision choosing you all."
"Anything for you, Master."
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That night marked a special day for the lives of Makima, Mei Mei, Fubuki and their beloved mate moving forward. To celebrate the monumental moment, the three concubines and their virile behemoth of a man did so in the best way they knew how—their first scorching foursome as a group of willing, devoted skanks working together to pleasure this deserving alpha male.
"Mmm, that's what I'm talking about, baby girl. Look how hard I am. This is all your fault, every single one of you," The chocolate-skinned hunk sat on the edge of the mattress like a king posted on his throne, spreading his legs and allowing his marvelous, obsidian cock to throb in its veiny glory.
Mmmm! Sllrrp! Slop! Pop! Succcc!
He might've been the only man in the entire country that had enough space on his oversized engorgement to fit three separate pairs of horny lips that attached to his meat prick like they were super glued onto it—laughing in triumphant victory seeing the girls offer Makima the honors of suckling the round, dark-purple and shiny tip that pushed her lips out into a wet, puckered seal. Fubuki and Mei Mei were ecstatic to have another sow join them, enthusiastically coating the rest of his vast length in the thick saliva attaching from their tongues sexily lapping the broad meat pole from top to bottom.
"How does that feel, Master?" Fubuki asked, striving to improve on her skills as she always felt like she needed to compete with the likes of Mei Mei, and now Makima too.
"It's incredible, Fubuki. You're doing so well. Suck on my balls for me, will you? I know they're your favorite."
His husky voice reminded her exactly why found solace in serving a man so commanding of respect, sliding her long and meaty tongue down to the gravid orbs full of the delicious, potent cum that should be shared between them. Fubuki thought that it'd made her a pervert initially, the fact that she starved for the extra-powerful flavor from his enormous testicles pulling down on the sack of dark, leathery skin. After completing the trio of his blacked black dress wearing slaves, he revels at the sight of Makima salaciously devouring his turgid crown, Mei Mei solicitously smacking her tongue onto the thick beam of pure steel, and Fubuki hungrily devouring the oval-shaped nuts filling her mouth to the brim.
It took them nearly an hour of nonstop, constant pleasuring to use their sloppy, wet and soft lips and tongue in perfect harmony to drain out a humongous load that Makima gulped down after several attempts, holding her breath and chugging the clumpy lumps of sperm dousing the roof of her oral cavern and spraying onto her tongue in tangy squirts.
"Thank you for never giving up on me, Daddy… I never imagined that I'd ever meet a man who could dominate even me. I was acting foolish, forgive me," Makima apologized with a face covered in cum. She didn't even bother to clean the thick sperm dripping off her pristine facial features, the heartbreaker of a woman ending the possibilities of any other man ever vying for her body—Makima wouldn't ever desire anyone else's body that was painfully inferior to this man's mighty cock.
After that day, the girls officially moved into the man's home and brought all their belongings to live in his spacious, luxurious abode. They shared another intimate moment once settling in, standing together in the center of the living room and tongue-fucking each others mouth in a sloppy entanglement. An unbreakable bond that would tie these busty bombshells forever, Makima forced her tongue down Mei Mei's throat as payback for the harsh treatment she endured during her 'training', Fubuki also sucked the black man's thick tongue tickling the back of her pink flesh with equivalent vigor.
There was no one equal to their hubby, their man, their soulmate, their Master—but a close second came as a two-way tie between their fellow cock-worshipping ladies who pledged their loyalty, lives and body to this spectacular person.
Months later after this arrangement, a shocking revelation shook the hero's population and especially the Public Safety Devil Hunter's—who were blindsided by the sudden announcement that Makima would be getting married. Nobody had seen it coming, nor did they anticipate that Makima was getting absolutely fucked up by a big black man with an even huger cock behind the scenes. Fubuki and Mei Mei didn't expect it either, with his reasoning being that Makima was under the public eye the most, and it was necessary for at least one of them to become officially engaged.
"Whattt?!… M-Marriage?! Hmph!… I thought—maybe that it'd be nice for me to get married sometime," Fubuki pouted to herself silently.
They both casually accepted it, understanding that his will wouldn't be questioned, but Fubuki definitely felt the slightest disappointment.
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"I would like for each of you to bring someone important in your life to me, and I'll properly introduce myself to them. It's important that they learn who you belong to, no? I'll share with them just a little bit of the heaven that you've experienced."
His implications for this order needn't be elaborated, his responsible snowbunny sluts certainly had someone in mind to treat their amazing partner with.
Fubuki volunteered to have the first of the 'friendly' threesome sessions with her cock-swinging mate, revealing to her beloved and immensely powerful sister Tatsumaki the truth of their relationship.
"What?! Are you talking about that man who Makima is married to? I don't understand. Fubuki. How could you be wrapped up in something so-… Depraved?! This man must be manipulating you. I'll deal with him myself," Tatsumaki panted after finishing that sentence, visibly irate and gathering herself to continue her enraged speech,"First, he's only recently snagged himself a wife, now he's having a solicitous relationship with my sister, and he has the gall to make her invite ME for sex?!"
There wasn't a soul unaware of the extent of Tatsumaki's destructive abilities, her psychic powers one that even Fubuki's master needed to be cautious of. Still, she didn't fear bringing the #2 ranked Hero Tornado into their home, no matter how catastrophic the strength she yielded—she couldn't beat him.
Later that night…
"Unhand me, you bastard! Nnghhh! Ghhhuu!! Why are you helping him, Fubuki? Haagh! It's too fucking big! Are you trying to break me?!" Tatsumaki hissed through feral grunts, exerting everything in her willpower to suppress the moans of a sexually charged woman who was being drilled by the unyielding inches of an extremely phallic, monster black cock pummeling against her womb.
When he somehow managed to move and dodge the clutches of her psychic powers—Tatsumaki learned that this man was on a different tier. From a genetic level, he was different from everyone else.
"It'll be okay, Big Sister! I know someone who was just like you. There's no reason to fight it! Women like us… We were meant to feel this abundant ecstasy at the hands of a man like him. We're strong, it only makes sense that only someone so manly, dominant and powerful can claim us for their own."
"What are you talking about? Hhhgh! That's insane!… Slow down, aahh! You're making me feel funny!" Tatsumaki spat as she shouted, face contorting with unwelcomed pleasure seeing the slab of dark chocolate enter her pink folds—splashing her juices into his crotch the more gradually wet her warm interior became.
Fubuki held onto her sister's slender legs and helped spread them apart to serve her Master's ravenous cock, thrusting at an electric pace that slammed the bedframe into the wall with loud "thuds!" and "bumps!" that gave the illusion that they were shaking the entire house with their animalistic fucking.
"You haven't been with a man until now, right Tatsumaki?! There's a good reason for that. You're just like Makima, Fubuki and Mei Mei! You weren't built for inferior men, that's not how you're wired. Why else did you think the instant you met me, a black man with a gigantic cock— you lost your virginity?!"
Tatsumaki's hips spasmed frantically after being slammed into with what felt like two hundred pounds of pure muscular mass, inadvertently returning his thrust after having the pulsating bitchbreaker fully sheathe itself inside her impossibly tight insides. The staggering size difference was apparent, Tatsumaki's small and snowy-white frame had been practically engulfed by his dark, shredded physique flexing in its virility. Her quivering pussy tightened around the rigid engorgement, feeling each throbbing vein against the wet slippery bumps of her clasping muscles tugging at his length, sucking him in despite her words that sabotaged Tatsumaki's inner cravings.
"Give in, Big Sister… It's a lot better on this side. You won't meet another man like him again. You'll never be able to get fucked like this… Black is so much better~…"
The way Fubuki spoke sounded as if she were spellbound, and that thought made Tatsumaki's heart drop in her chest. It was undeniable that the phenomenal black cock savagely smashing into her searing orifice, crushed under the weight of the body builder possessing muscles to the likes of Dark Shine—knocking the oxygen out of her lungs after beating her cervix up with relentless attacks.
How absurd it was to think Fubuki worshipped this married man who supposedly belonged to another, her concept of relationships were extremely tame and innocent for a woman her age—it was preposterous to even think that a man's genitals were something worthy of worship. She wouldn't have even believed for a second the claims that black men possessed greater, more fertile cocks designed for stimulating a woman's deepest places, and here the green-haired, petite babe was getting her guts smashed in a bombardment of fully penetrating body slams.
"How dare you violate me and my sister?!… You corrupted her. You're putting perverted thoughts into her head. She wasn't like this before meeting you!.. . Gaaahh… You're shoving it in so deep. I can't breathe!" Tatsumaki whimpered through lewd, suppressed groans.
Tightening her core to help stabilize herself amidst the wildly thrusting beast of a male forcing Tatsumaki's slippery pussy to submit—prioritizing his conquering of her body firstly before breaking down the haughty brat's personality.
WHAM! SLAP! PLAP! SLLCK!
"Hhgggggh!~"
There was nothing remotely close to compare the scintillating sensations unleashing from her tight pussy being slayed by this terrifyingly hung black cock—leaning closer until his face hovered right over her own, gazing into her emerald eyes that glimmered like gemstones, preventing her from breaking eye contact with his lustful erection swinging like a pickaxe into her gaping love hole. Tatsumaki's shouting and complaints simmered down the harder he fucked that little cunt, sliding his massive dark mittens down past her small curves and scooping two handfuls of her creamy white, supple asscheeks that felt squishy like pudding in his hands. In terms of sheer size and thickness, Tatsumaki's buttocks didn't measure up to Makima's, but in regards to overall shape, softness, and how malleable the meat his fingers easily manipulated.
"There you go, baby. That's the spirit. Let it all loose! Entrust your pussy me, and I promise you I'll show you a world you never knew existed. You're just like your sister, Tatsumaki. It must run in your blood to be drawn to black men," The hulking black man taunted after stirring her insides with a circular motion, grinding his hips deeply with their pelvis' brushing together, eliciting an involuntary moan that drew out Tatsumaki's hot breath that ghosted his full, moist lips.
Its sweet taste made him growl like a feral animal, cradling her tiny head in his enormous forearms when pinning her down with his thighs, effectively folding her in half. Adopting the same methods of subduing Makima, he ravaged her sopping wet snatch with full body-on-body contact, smacking their naked and excessively sweating bodies together, assaulting her insides with rampaging euphoria to the extent that her toes and thighs spasmed loosely with all of her muscles contracting sporadically.
"W-What is this feeling?! I'm cumming! I'm cumming!~ He's making me do something indecent all over his huge black cock tearing me apart!~" Tatsumaki's horny squeals shattered her prideful spirit when the floodgates of her steaming snatch squirting jet sprays of fluids—relishing this incredibly sexual high that came over her brain after eventually finishing out consecutive climaxes.
"Oh!… Ohhh?… Is this what happened to Fubuki?… Ahnnn. Where am I again? Mmmm… It's still inside me. I can feel every inch of it, like it won't ever end. He's so big. Just like the rest of that body, it's extraordinary."
Her body operated on its own accord, before recovering from the dream-like state Tatsumaki entered after the torrid, meat-smashing pounding that would indeed leave her sore until after tomorrow morning.
"Yes!… Oh, Big Sister! Thank you. You won't regret this, I swear. We're going to have the best sex of our lives!" Fubuki celebrated joyfully, whatever she was over the moon about, Tatsumaki hadn't even known herself until she noticed the feeling of wet, massive lips pushing back against her own.
In the afterglow of her vehement release, her instincts naturally led her to embrace the ruthless black man who pummeled Tatsumaki's petite body like an onahole into the sinking mattress—unknowingly initiating a kiss that expressed her hearts most inner, sinful desires. From that moment, he knew that he'd already won.
"Ah… I'm kissing him… It's so warm! I can feel it coming out of me. It won't stop!… I get it now, Fubuki. This is incredible. Sex with this man is just so—…."
It was over.
Tatsumaki and Fubuki were both his, and his alone.
Slaves to black cock.
Just like the rest of them.
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The next to be able to schedule an invigorating double trouble session with the colossally equipped Mandingo man that lived with arguably the three hottest women alive was none other than Mei Mei, calling up her dear friend in Shoko to pay her and her lover a visit.
"You're awfully eager for this, aren't you, Shoko? I didn't figure you were the type to have any preferences for men," Mei Mei teased.
The doctor who was usually stoic had clearly lost her composure, her long brunette hair fluttering vividly with Shoko's plush, firm butt shaking up and down while straddling the piercing spear immersed entirely in her soaked depths.
They were both perched up beautifully on their own respective seats, while Shoko was familiarizing herself with the man that Mei Mei referred to as her 'Master', the white-haired buxom sat her fat ass directly atop his chiseled face.
"I mean, you gave me an offer I couldn't resist. Your boyfriend's as handsome as they come," Shoko smiled in between the naughty bobbing of the length disappearing into her rummaging folds.
"That's my Master, Shoko. Ufufu~… You're a doctor, aren't you? Perhaps you were drawn to him because you know better than anyone else how amazing black men are, and even then, he's on a whole other level," Mei Mei smirked while driving her hips down and rubbing her inflamed, delectable pussy lips over her hubby's moist mouth.
His excellence would be undermined to solely pin his virile assets as only being due to his race, the fascination that Makima, Mei Mei and Fubuki held weren't only tied to his ethnicity, and the belief that they were physically and sexually superior.
"I can't say that I've properly studied the facts behind those claims, Mei Mei. But, mmmpphh! He's definitely convincing me! If this is what all black dicks feel like, then I'd like to inspect a couple more of them!" Shoko stated sarcastically but meaning every word of it, treating her spilling cleft like an accordion, her usual stoicism nowhere to be seen as she let out a sweet little cry and a
burning red face.
The two Jujutsu High sorcerers bounced rhythmically making the mattress squeak beneath them, facing each other's direction and secretly admiring how lascivious they looked in their raw, impassioned nudity. Mei Mei found it amusing to watch Shoko's descent, noticing that blank stare convert into an erotic ahegao face with slim tears streaming down her cheeks, tongue rolled out and stretched, eyes twitching in the back of their sockets once her vaginal extract flushed out of her pussy.
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In the extravagant backyard in the man's luxurious home was a pool befitting of his wealth, finding the perfect excuse for Makima to invite someone who she figured would understand the brilliance of her vigorously built husband.
"A pool party with Makima and her husband? That's—a little weird. She didn't invite anyone else either, it seems. A little bit suspicious, but oh well! I'm kind of curious to see where this goes."
Himeno, much like everyone else that worked with or underneath her—was startled from the groundbreaking news of her sudden marriage. For someone to have not only seduced Makima, but to secure a ring on her finger during the short time that they've known each other was a feat that almost felt like it couldn't be comprehended by regular people. She'd heard rumors about her lover, and it was admittedly a bit thrilling to meet him. Himeno's expectations for the man were impossibly high, and once she did—the experience was rather humbling. Those that spent any sort of time around her knew how high her sex drive was, and this plethora of experiences built her confidence as a woman who rarely felt bashful under the presence of a man.
Immediately, Himeno felt a sudden chill down her spine, feeling her face warm at the sight that was Makima's absolute stud of a husband.
"Woah. He's uh—super good looking. I've gotta say it's not every day that I see a foreigner, much less one that's black, but he's almost too perfect."
Himeno and Makima weren't necessarily close, given the dynamics between her relationship with Aki and his obvious pining for the red-haired seductress—but she was entirely too intrigued to keep quiet.
"So, um… I'm not entirely sure how to say this, and forgive me if this is offensive, but is it true what they say about black guys? Himeno whispered into Makima's ear after tapping her on the shoulder.
"Why don't you go find out for yourself?"
Her response was rather abrupt and definitely shocking, making even Himeno's jaw drop despite how easily she found herself making out with the nearest guy at the bar. Acting as if there was no time to waste, the shirtless dark male dropped his swim shorts and whipped out his charcoal cock, gazing at both Makima and Himeno's bikini-clad bodies before jumping down and creating a huge splash in the pool.
His particular tastes were visibly apparent through his choices of concubines, and Makima anticipated that Himeno would fit seamlessly—predicting that she'd fancy black men who sported humongous manhoods, believing she was a bit of a slut.
"Ohhnn, Daddy!~ That was a pretty expensive bikini, you know?" Makima laughed after having the one-piece ripped to shreds with the strength of a single finger, cozying up to his body builder-esque physique, behaving shamelessly like Himeno weren't there and showing her subordinate the true colors of Makima, the blacked Devil Hunter.
The dignified leader whose reign of supremacy supposedly left nobody at its mercy—that undefeated moniker shattered before Himeno's eyes, enchanted from the miraculous spectacle of seeing Makima's world-renowned ass ripple madly in its opulent thickness from the strong, burly black body giving her backshots of the century. It was a sexual performance for the ages, making her wonder if she could even claim that she'd ever known the concept of sex, because what she witnessed were orgasms at a magnitude that surpassed even pornographic films.
To see Makima cumming her brains out in non-stop writhing—it was unfathomable. Himeno always thought that this woman was so full of herself, staring down at everyone like they were nothing but mere pawns to her immeasurable prowess. Makima undulated like she possessed zero control over her own body, creaming heavily around the dark meat crushing her womb in its vascular might—grasping his rugged fingers around her neck and choking her lightly before turning his gaze towards Himeno, licking his lips with primal hunger.
"Oh. I see now. The reason you invited me here… I'm going to be next," Himeno immediately felt the energy shift when his eyes locked onto her submissive, sublime figure.
In that moment, it felt like none of their surroundings mattered, and that they were the only two people on Earth. After depositing his genes deep into Makima's unprotected pussy, the vision of her belly expanding and carrying a mixed-race baby crossed her mind. Standing in his rippling darkness, his curved erection throbbing while he stood like a black stallion—Himeno already resigned herself to her fate.
Before she knew it—the eye-patch wearing woman found herself falling in and out of consciousness, lifting her torso higher above the water's surface to enjoy himself to a mouthful of her perky bosom. Himeno's entire understanding of sexual intercourse changed after the first mind-bending orgasm hit her only seconds following penetration, cleaving away at her resisting folds—going absolutely berserk. Makima sat on the edge of the pool with her legs splayed, openly fingering herself while watching how quickly Himeno was rammed into behaving like one of his proper, sworn and obedient cum slaves.
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It was only a matter of time, but shortly after their arrangement of living together under the same roof—the black bull's three favorite snow bunnies pregnancy tests returned positive results. In a few months, they would be expecting to conceive the children of the man they obsessed over, the dark-skinned womanizer who possessed talents that made him a sexual prodigy.
Once again, the irresistible man reached a key milestone with his harem of powerful, perfect concubines. Impregnating not one, but all of them with his potent seed after treating his space like a sordid mating nest—the breeding fever carried over to their almost symbolic ceremony.
What better way to showcase their devotion to him by emphasizing the size, fluidity, and thickness of their gigantic asses that he loved so dearly than by twerking? They lined up in front of him, ordering themselves according to which of them were claimed first, and gyrated their hips with such refinement that it almost seemed like they were born to do it. The same dresses they wore when they first met; after learning of their pregnancies; and now in the current day where they joined together once more; his ladies never looked better.
Their respective styles of twerking drew his eyes like magnets switching between all three, appreciating them in their own right. Makima started with an advantage over the others, squatting very low to the floor and popping out her magnificent booty meat, stabilizing herself with her hands on her knees and flaunting that heavenly ass which simply couldn't be compared to anyone else. Peeking over her shoulder, Makima's cold seductive glare caused the incredibly strained erection that successfully bred her with a black baby rustle out of the hem of his boxers.
While Makima's shifted from a sizzling, fast paced twerking and slowed down to a tantalizing halt—Mei Mei's twerking remained sensuous and almost romantic. Raising her arms high in the air to show off her visually appealing backside, she pushed her fat arse back and rolled her hips, ensuring that her spoiled man enjoyed the show that this flawless trio put on. After straightening out her back and leaning forward, Mei Mei swung her hips from left to right, bouncing her fat cheeks against both Makima's and Fubuki's who were positioned so closely.
"Hey! You keep hitting me with your big butt, Mei Mei!" Fubuki complained.
She preferred rotating her hips in circles, using a sinful rotation of her hips to earn her mate's attention. Fubuki's tremendous asscheeks rivalled that of Mei Mei's, and it was only a matter of preference when it came to whose twerking skills were superior.
"You're one to talk, Fubuki. Your ass is just as big as mine. If you're going to blame someone, blame Makima. Her ass is way too huge," Mei Mei chuckled.
"Hm? I can't help it. I was born this way. It's why Daddy married me first," Makima stated cockily, sparking an argument between the three lovers.
This arousing back-and-forth provoked their immensely hung, voraciously aroused Master to madly smash their pure white, heart-shaped, fascinatingly wide and curvy asses in his favorite doggy-style. A position befitting of women who turned into salacious animals after being impaled by his masterful chocolate cock, lining them up on the edge of the bed, drawing out rippling orgasms after the other before spanking them so hard that an imprint of his hand would be left behind on their bright pink buttocks.
Their ritual mating exceeded the intense lovemaking of the night where his virile seed bathed their baby-making chambers into productivity—exhausting himself in a race to see whether slave or master would orgasm to their physical limits. Once again, the gloriously bodacious wives adamantly voiced their surrender of independence, declaring unequivocal love for their one and only master, accepting their fate as his broodmare.
"I love you, Master!~"
"I want to experience this feeling for the rest of my life!"
"I'm so grateful that I'm able to have the honor of carrying your strong, powerful baby!"
"This is it!~… There's nothing better than your big, sexy black cock!"
A few months later…
This far into pregnancy, the three cocksworn women proudly showcased the fruits of their labor. Their bellies which were once trimmed and perfectly flat showed large bumps, signifying their carriage of this alpha male's healthy children. He leaned back in his chair, basking in his unparalleled bliss and the devotion of his concubines, wearing the Queen of Spades tattoos on their fertile bodies that still maintained their provocative allure.
"If this isn't Heaven, I don't know what is."
One notable change beyond their heavily pregnant bellies and the tattoos that expressed their desire to be owned by superior men with gigantic Mandingo cocks were the softness in their eyes, especially in the case of Makima, the dynamic trio of blacked concubines now possessed someone to truly love and care for. This extended beyond their sexual cravings in bed, wanting to nurture and protect the kids they would soon produce for this man that stood atop the food chain—someone who commanded respect and awe that he effortlessly earned. Makima in particular felt the difference in dynamic compared to the love that she offered her mate, someone she loved in a different sense, akin to worship.
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Back in the present…
After what felt like a long time reminiscing, Makima, Fubuki and Mei Mei concentrate on the moment in front of them. Their captivating black dresses always served as the appetizer for what was to come—their planned night of fervent passion, a breeding to help continue building their proud bloodline of this man whose genes harbored pure strength and talent. Soon enough, they were stripped all the way down to their panties, allowing him to rip the skimpy laced undergarments apart with either his lone finger, or in his wife's case, pull it down past her thighs using his teeth.
"I know I need not speak any further, but service me, ladies. We're going to have a whole night ahead of us. One that'll even surpass that day just over a year ago," The foreigner mused when plopping his great, black battering ram in the center of their faces, inviting them to eagerly lather his long black penis like an oversized popsicle that were melting in the heat of the summer.
"I can't wait, Master. Fill me up with another one, okay?" Mei Mei smiled.
"In a few months from now, Mizore will have another sibling. How exciting! I hope they get along."
"Hopefully Nayuta has a sister that she can play with. That girl needs someone to satisfy her endless energy," Makima commented before returning to her role and tending to that oversized, obsidian phallus.
"Yes, they could all benefit from having another child growing alongside them. Speaking of, the news of Tatsumaki, Shoko and Himeno's pregnancies is thrilling, isn't it? I've got you three to thank, my precious little sluts. Congratulations on bringing them into my harem, I'm sure they'll fit just as nicely as you all."
Makima, Fubuki and Mei Mei all swooned from his praise, drooling heavily over the straining length that awoke something within them that nobody else could trigger.
"Is six enough for you now?" Mei Mei asked teasingly.
"Of course not, he's a man who takes what he wants, and is everything that a woman desires. You strive for more than that, don't you, Master?" Makima spoke with such fulfillment, brushing her cheek against the contrastingly black spear that left marks of spit onto her face.
"Good thing there's a lot of space, I'm not sure how many more families we'd be able to fit in," Fubuki giggled before smooching the veiny undershaft of his swollen, dark pole.
"But of course. You know this isn't the end, right? Not when there's so many sexy bitches out there," The seductive black man stated while petting each of them on the head.
The strongest women of the country reduced to his cute, tamed kittens was a privilege that he wouldn't ever undermine or forget, waving his dark meatstick around playfully and watching as their mouths chased it.
"There probably isn't a woman in the world who wouldn't fall for me. The only question is, who next?"