“Fuminori?” Saya chirped from the couples shared bed with cheer peppered in her sweet voice. The naked alien girl shifted her weight off the larger man’s body so that she was sitting up and in between the space of Fuminori’s legs.
“Can we use our “pet” tonight?” She requested in perfect innocence despite the implications.
“Ah tonight?” Fuminori responded back.
“Mmhm, but if you don’t want to…”
“No no, we can.” Reassuring Saya that he would be fine with adding someone else to their nightly courtship.
“If you don’t want to its fine.” Her voice raising a concern over Fuminori’s well being.
“No, its fine.” He countered back.
“Okay!” Giving a joyful affirmative response, she hopped off the sickly green stained bed over to a corner where their pet spent every day in a fetal position there. Fuminori followed suit.
Their pet named Yoh might as well be a doll now, lost in touch with humanity and forced to go against her will for the couple’s thirst for lust and pleasure. At this point even, her status as a human was questionable.
Saya claimed the backside, biting and tasting every curve of the Yoh’s skin while Fuminori took the front. He cupped a soft breast, pleased at the softness to the touch. It was unlike Saya’s own underdeveloped pair, and it was the best object that appealed to his touch senses since that fateful day.
It was going against every one of Yoh’s morals. Hell it might as well be incest, after all Saya considered them to be Fuminori’s dream family~
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ninetydegrees
Just a Doll
on 2009-09-06 04:11 am (UTC)“Can we use our “pet” tonight?” She requested in perfect innocence despite the implications.
“Ah tonight?” Fuminori responded back.
“Mmhm, but if you don’t want to…”
“No no, we can.” Reassuring Saya that he would be fine with adding someone else to their nightly courtship.
“If you don’t want to its fine.” Her voice raising a concern over Fuminori’s well being.
“No, its fine.” He countered back.
“Okay!” Giving a joyful affirmative response, she hopped off the sickly green stained bed over to a corner where their pet spent every day in a fetal position there. Fuminori followed suit.
Their pet named Yoh might as well be a doll now, lost in touch with humanity and forced to go against her will for the couple’s thirst for lust and pleasure. At this point even, her status as a human was questionable.
Saya claimed the backside, biting and tasting every curve of the Yoh’s skin while Fuminori took the front. He cupped a soft breast, pleased at the softness to the touch. It was unlike Saya’s own underdeveloped pair, and it was the best object that appealed to his touch senses since that fateful day.
It was going against every one of Yoh’s morals. Hell it might as well be incest, after all Saya considered them to be Fuminori’s dream family~