Saitama's hands found their way to the hem of Mizuki's tight blue spandex top, his fingers hooked beneath the fabric. With a gentle tug, he pulled it up, exposing her firm, muscular chest and E-Cup boobs.
His eyes widened at the sight of her, his breath catching in his throat.
Holy shit, they are bigger than I thought!!
Meanwhile, Mizuki with her cheeks flushed with embarrassment and desire, let out a soft moan as Saitama's hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples.
He leaned in, his lips finding her neck, his tongue tracing a path up to her ear. "You're so beautiful, Mizuki," he murmured, his voice low and filled with a sudden intensity. "I can't get enough of your body."
Saitama's right hand, warm and firm, cupped Mizuki's left breast, his thumb gently caressed her nipple. He could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short gasps.
His left hand, now free from her thigh, delved between her legs, two fingers slipping inside her with a slow, deliberate motion.
Mizuki's back arched, her hands gripping the edge of the table, her eyes fluttering closed as she let out a soft moan. "Saitama," she gasped, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and pleasure. "That feels... incredible."
Saitama's fingers moved inside her, exploring her depths, his thumb finding her clit and circling it gently.
"AAAAH!! PLEASE-AAAH!!
Mizuki's body tensed, her hips bucking against his hand as she moaned louder, her voice echoing through the apartment.
"Saitama, I... I don't know what to do," she stammered, her voice filled with a mix of embarrassment and desire.
Saitama looked up at her, his eyes filled with a primal hunger. "Just feel, Mizuki," he murmured, his voice low and filled with a sudden intensity. "Let me take care of the rest."
She repeteadly nodded, with her flushed face, while she felt a lot of sensations rippling through her.
Saitama's fingers continued their rhythmic dance inside Mizuki, his thumb pressing firmly against her clit. Her moans grew louder, her body writhing beneath him as he held her steady.
"Saitama," she gasped, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and desire. "That feels... incredible."
He looked up at her, his eyes filled with a primal hunger. "I want to please you," he murmured, his voice low and filled with a sudden intensity. "I want to make you come."
Before she could respond, Saitama silenced her with a deep, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth as his fingers continued their relentless assault.
Mizuki's hands gripped his shoulders, her body arching against his as she moaned into his mouth.
Saitama's fingers danced faster, his thumb pressing harder against her clit, as Mizuki's breath hitched and her body tensed. "Saitama," she gasped, her voice filled with a mix of surprise and pleasure. "I... I'm close."
He looked up at her, his eyes filled with a primal hunger. "Good," he murmured, his voice low and filled with a sudden intensity. "I want to feel you come."
His fingers moved faster, his thumb pressing firmly against her g-spot, and suddenly, Mizuki's body convulsed.
"OOOOOHHHH GOOOOODDDD!! AAAAA!!"
She let out a loud, shuddering moan as her orgasm washed over her, her body trembling as she came on his hand.
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt"
"Saitama!" she cried out, her voice filled with a mix of pleasure and relief. He looked up at her, a satisfied smile on his face.
She is incredible, I just wanna fuck her until she can't move.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice filled with a sudden tenderness.
As Mizuki's breath slowly returned, her body still quivering from the intense pleasure, she felt a sudden warmth against her cheek.
She opened her eyes to find Saitama, now completely naked, standing beside her. His eyes were locked onto hers, a mixture of desire and concern swirling within them.
"Saitama?" She murmured, her voice hoarse from the orgasm that still left aftershocks on her body.
Before she could process what was happening, she felt something hard and warm slap her face. She looked down to see Saitama's massive, 12-inch cock standing proudly between them.
Mizuki didn't know if all dicks were like this, but his was gigantic, the lenght of the member made it similar to a Anaconda, it was so thick and veiny and it even had a gigantic nutsack of the size of two tenis balls.
"Saitama," she gasped, her eyes widening in surprise. "What are you doing?"
"Hahaha…"
He chuckled, a low, sexy sound that sent shivers down her spine.
"I thought you might like a closer look," he said, his voice filled with a playful smirk. "And I want you to know exactly what you're in for."
Saitama's eyes never left hers as he guided his massive cock towards her mouth, his breath hitching as the tip brushed against her lips.
"Mizuki," he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of anticipation and caution. "I want you to take it all."
Before she could respond, he gently pushed forward, his cock sliding into her mouth. For a few seconds it ddn't fir her mouth, she just couldn't swallow the head, until Saitama introduced the complete lenght from a thrust that reached her throat.
"MMMMPPPPHHH!!"
Mizuki's eyes widened in surprise, her tongue instinctively wrapping around his shaft.
Saitama let out a low groan, his body tensing as he sensed Mizuki's mouth get accustomed to his lenght.
After a while, he began to thrust in and out, his hips moving in a slow, deliberate rhythm while the throat of the ex-athlete was bulging and struggling to swallow it.
"That's it, Mizuki," he murmured, his voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. "Take it all."
He thrusted deeper, his cock was hitting the back of her throat, making her gag slightly. But she didn't pull away.
Instead, she relaxed her throat, letting him slide in and out, as she changed her position from being sit on the table to the ground, her hands were now gripping his muscular and well defined hips to steady herself.
Saitama's breath hitched as he felt her throat tighten around him, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony with his thrusts. "Fuck, Mizuki," he groaned, his body trembling with the effort to control his movements. "You feel so good."
Saitama's grip tightened on Mizuki's face, his fingers digging into her cheeks as he thrusted deeper, his cock was still hitting the back of her throat repeatedly.
"That's it," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "Take it all. You're such a good girl, aren't you?"
"Mmmmpppphhh!!"
Mizuki's eyes watered, her nose running as she struggled to breathe around his massive shaft. She could feel her throat stretching to accommodate him, her lips and tongue working tirelessly to keep up with his rhythm.
Saitama's breath hitched as he felt her throat tighten around him, her lips and tongue working in perfect harmony with his thrusts. "Fuck, Mizuki," he groaned, his body trembling with the effort to control his movements. "You're going to make me come like this."
Mizuki's breath caught in her throat as she suddenly pulled away, her eyes wide with the intensity of the sensation.
Saitama's cock, glistening with her saliva, twitched in the air, a testament to her ability to bring him to the brink. She took a moment to catch her breath, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Saitama," she murmured, her voice hoarse. "I can't... I can't take it all."
Good lord, she really can't take the monstrous cock this body was packing, but I have an idea.
He chuckled, a low, sexy sound that sent shivers down her spine. "If you aren't gonna suck, you can touch," he said, his voice filled with a playful smirk. "I can show you how."
He guided her hand to his cock, wrapping her fingers around his shaft. "Just like this," he murmured, his voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. "Now, show me what you can do."
Mizuki's fingers tentatively wrapped around Saitama's shaft, her touch barely more than a whisper.
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of apprehension and curiosity. "Is this... is this what you want me to do?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Saitama's breath hitched, his eyes darkening with desire. "Yesss," he murmured, his voice thick with need. "Just like that. Now, lower it for me."
He guided her hand, his fingers brushing against hers as she slowly began to lower his foreskin, revealing the sensitive, glistening head of his cock. Saitama's body tensed, a low moan escaping his lips as she gently raised it back up, her touch sending shivers down his spine.
"That's it, Mizuki," he groaned, his voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. "You're doing so good."
She looked up at him, her eyes wide with concern. "Are you sure am I doing it right?" she asked, her voice filled with a submissive tone.
On response Saitama chuckled.
Even now, she wants to do her best to pleasure me, she is too much for this world.
"Just keep doing what you're doing," he murmured, his voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. "You're driving me crazy."
Saitama's grip on Mizuki's hand tightened, his fingers guiding her to increase the pace of her strokes.
"Like this," he commanded, his voice low and filled with a dominant edge. "I want to feel you working me harder."
She hesitated for a moment, her eyes meeting his, seeking reassurance. Saitama's expression softened, his thumb gently caressing her cheek.
"It's okay," he murmured, his voice filled with a tender yet firm authority. "Just trust me. Let me feel your touch."
Mizuki nodded at him and took a deep breath, her fingers wrapping around his shaft more securely. She began to move her hand faster, her grip tightening as she stroked him with a newfound determination.
Schlap! Schlap! Schlap! Schlap!
Saitama's breath hitched, his body tensing as he felt the increased pressure.
"That's it, Mizuki," he growled, his voice thick with desire. "You're doing so well. Now, add a little twist." He demonstrated by guiding her hand to move in a circular motion at the base of his shaft.
"Just like that, you see," he murmured, his eyes locked onto hers. "Now, keep going. I want to feel you make me come."
Mizuki's hand moved faster, her touch growing more confident.
She could feel Saitama's body trembling beneath her touch, his breath coming in short gasps.
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of apprehension and excitement as Saitama groaned.
"Saitama," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can feel you getting closer."
Saitama's eyes darkened with desire, his grip on her hand tightening. "Yes, you are right," he groaned. "I'm going to come. I want you to swallow it all."
He guided her head down, his cock pressing against her lips. "Open your mouth, Mizuki," he commanded, his voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. "I want to feel your throat."
Mizuki complied, her eyes meeting Saitama's with a mix of apprehension and determination.
She opened her mouth, her tongue tentatively touching the tip of his shaft.
Saitama's breath hitched as he guided her head down, his cock sliding easily into her now O-shaped mouth until the base hit the back of her throat.
He groaned, his fingers tangling in her hair as he held her steady. "That's it," he murmured. "You're doing so good."
He could feel the tension building, his body trembling as he neared the edge.
"I'm going to come, Mizuki," he growled, his voice filled with a raw, primal hunger. "Swallow it all."
He said as he thrusted into her mouth, one, two, three times until…
Spurt! Spurt! Spurt!
His cock pulsed as he filled her throat with his hot, sticky seed.
"Swallow," he commanded, his voice filled with a dominant edge. "Swallow everything." He said as he emptied his balls inside her throat.
Mizuki's eyes watered as she tried to swallow all the cum that Saitama had filled her mouth with.
Her throat convulsed as she struggled to take it all in, her lips tight around his shaft.
Saitama's grip on her hair tightened, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he thrusted into her mouth, his cock pulsing with each spurt.
"Swallow, Mizuki," he growled, his voice filled with a dominant edge. "Swallow please."
But it was too much.
Mizuki's eyes widened in panic as she choked, her body convulsing as she tried to take in the hot, sticky liquid.
Saitama's eyes widened in concern, his body tensing as he realized what was happening.
"Mizuki," he murmured, his voice filled with a mix of desire and worry. "It's okay, baby. Let it out."
He gently pulled her head back, his cock sliding out of her mouth.
Mizuki coughed, her body shaking as she tried to catch her breath.
Saitama's expression softened as he pulled her into his arms, his hands rubbing her back in soothing circles.
"It's okay," he murmured, his voice filled with a tender yet firm authority. "You did so well."
He knew he had gone too far, too dominating for a woman like her that, although she had a killer body, she didn't have any experience to back it up.
Shit! I think I fucked it up. He thought silently as he embraced her.
However, he didn't expected that the next thing he felt was Mizuki right hand gripping his member.
"Huh?" He said as he looked into Mizuki's eyes. Her usual timid and cheerful eyes, were now full with one emotion…
Lust.
That was clear for him, because on the next moment without a word, she kissed him, evein introducing her tongue into his mouth while she started masturbating him.
Suddenly, she ended the kiss, a trail of saliva separing their mouths now.
"Saitama," she said calling his attention, "Do that again." She said without her usual bubbly tone.
Oh!! She has a slutty side, who would say? Thank goodness we didn't eat dessert. He thought as he grinned and kissed her, while she started to fast up the pace of the handjob.
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