Grape (2)
Grape was squatting over my waist on the rooftop, her legs spread wide to either side. Right in the center of those parted thighs, her fully exposed pussy twitched lewdly, brushing ceaselessly against the tip of my cock and sending obscene jolts of pleasure through me.
Before I could even process the situation, Grape slapped a hand over her eyes in panic, peering down at me with a trembling voice. “Hah… hah…! Y-you there… Aenger, no…! Y-you?! What the hell is going on?!”
She demanded an explanation even as she slammed her hips back and forth with wet, squelching sounds. Her reason had returned, but the hypnosis still held firm—the command to fuck me and make me cum by shaking her own hips.
My cock stiffened at the sight of her puckered lips, tongue peeking out just a bit, as she obscenely ground her pussy against me. “Ngh… ugh…”
“Y-you…! What…! What the hell is this…! Doing to a magical girl…!”
I let out ragged breaths each time her pussy entrance slurped greedily at my tip. She placed one hand on my chest, desperately covering her eyes while rocking her hips front to back. Her slick folds clung stickily to my shaft as it rubbed against her.
“Eek! Hngh…! Hah…! S-stop… right now! Hah! No…! This is bad…!”
Grape kept twitching her pussy and blurting out nonsense. She's the one shaking her hips right now. I'm not moving a muscle.
I stayed silent for a moment, then a wicked desire washed over me to torment her as she writhed under the hypnosis. “Stop, you say… hah… hah…”
“S-stop… my hips…!”
“I'm not moving an inch, Team Leader.”
“Wha?! Huh…?!”
Her true identity exposed, Grape let out a flustered yelp, her pussy clenching tight around just my tip. It felt incredible, sucking at me like it wanted to pull me in deeper. Then, realizing she was the one moving, she frantically pushed against my chest with the hand she'd placed there.
“Ah, w-wait… why?! How did I end up… right in front of the company…!”
She remembered everything right before the hypnosis. But I hadn't actually hypnotized her—not fully. In my aphrodisiac-fueled haze, I'd given her an impulsive command, and she'd snapped out of it. Still, the lingering slickness on my body seemed to stir more lust than regret in her. Continuous hypnosis didn't work; we'd already confirmed that. Now that we'd started fucking, there was no turning back. I'd have to talk my way out of this.
“You're going too far, Team Leader…”
“Huh?! Ah, ah…!”
“I told you I'm a fan, over and over… and then suddenly this…”
“What?!”
Her eyes widened at my whimpering tone. Thinking her cover was blown, she lowered the hand covering her face just a bit. I amped up the pitiful act while she panicked and kept grinding her hips.
“I-I get it… you're a magical girl, attacked by a tentacle monster… but even if the aphrodisiac got to you… I'm your subordinate! Commanding me like this… it's too much… ngh…”
“M-me?! Hngh! Haaah…!”
“I just asked for an autograph… how could you… sob! If I'm a fan, it's an honor, you said…”
“Me?! M-me?! Haaaang…! Nooo…! That can't be…!”
Her hands desperately shoved at my chest while her hips strained downward with all their might. She was trying to spread her pussy wider, easing the stimulation a little. Even so, the textured walls and ridges inside Grape's pussy stroked my cock so pleasurably.
“N-nooo… that didn't happen! Y-you…! Back at the company dinner… you confessed to me… d-did you do something…!”
“Now you're blaming me? That's really unfair…! Hic…! How could I drag a magical girl up to the rooftop?!”
“Huh? Wha—?! Th-that… huh?!”
“Got it, Team Leader… sob… this is what I get for being a fan, right? Fine, I'll take the blame…”
“N-no?! That's not—! Hnghh!!”
The more she believed she'd done this herself, the lower her hips sank. It was like her reason and the hypnosis were battling in her head. Now her pussy had fully swallowed my tip, squeezing and gnawing at my cock with a mix of gentleness and ferocity.
“Ughhh…! N-nooo…! That's not what I meant…!”
“And that confession… the Department Head forced me into it… sob…!”
“Huh?! Wh-what do you…?! That?! Ah! Ah, aaah…!”
Flustered, Grape's hips dropped completely, reason lost. At the same instant, I felt a crunch of pain like my waist was snapping.
“Aaaagh…! T-Team Leader…! That hurt…!”
“Hek…! Heek…! S-sorry…! I'm sorry, just a sec—! Aenger, sorry…!”
Her hips slammed down hard with a smack!, mixing ecstasy and agony. Instinctively, I flailed my arms to escape. For a split second, survival overrode lust. I'd forgotten in my trance: she was a magical girl who could bend rebar and shatter buildings with kicks.
As I cried out in pain from the impact, she pressed both hands to my chest and shoved. The pressure forced the air from my lungs.
“T-Team Leader… can't… breathe…”
“Ah, ah! Sorry! I'm sorry! Ngh! Hnghh…!”
She eased up in a panic, and her hips crashed down again, our pubic bones grinding together. Her plump pussy lips engulfed my cock to the hilt.
“Hah, hah, hngh…! Hah…! N-nooo… hah…! Hng…!”
Overwhelmed by the pleasure of being filled, Grape shuddered, her eyes rolling back slightly. Lips pursed, tongue out, drool trickled down. I clenched my fists, feeling her insides clench, ripple, and twist around me.
“I-in the end… all the way…”
“Ah, aaah! Sorry, I'm so sorry, Aenger…! Hah!! Th-this can't be happening…!”
“Hngh…! S-so… tight…!”
“Sorry! I'll… loosen up…! Hah! Hah…!”
She said that, but squeezed even tighter, more blissfully. Her pussy clenched and released in spasms as her hips rocked up and down. It milked me like it wanted my cum, lifting my own hips involuntarily.
“N-nooo…! Hips, stop…! Stop, stop, stooop…!”
She desperately shoved my chest, nearly choking me, all while shaking her hips. I grabbed her wrists, thinking I needed her hands off first.
“Keep pretending it's a mistake, but pinning my chest so I can't move while you grind—who's gonna buy that?!”
“N-no! It's not! I really…! Hah! Hng…!”
Startled, she shot both hands straight up over her head like a punished child, exposing her smooth armpits as she rocked her hips vigorously.
“Hng! Hnghh…! N-nooo, nooo…!”
She slammed down with smack smack sounds, then placed her hands on her knees in a frenzy. Pushing her thighs outward to soften the blows, controlling the pressure. It still hurt like hell with the compression, but the pleasure numbed the pain. It felt meltingly good.
“Hnggggh! Hng, haa, haaa…!”
Her dazed, half-lidded eyes stared blankly as her pussy gripped my cock relentlessly. Even when she lifted high enough for it to slip out, her entrance clamped down, dragging her slick walls along, sticky and clinging.
“Oh, hoooh… haaah…! Haaaang…!”
The face I saw daily at work, the body I'd only glimpsed in videos—it all shook vulgarly now. Her usual prim demeanor overlapped with this disheveled, slutty expression in my mind. My team leader, losing her mind on my cock. Sucking it tight, slurping it in with greedy squeezes. She tried so hard not to clench too much, not to buck too wildly, but one wrong grind and she'd squeeze like a vice, reason gone.
Squelch, squelch—her soaked pussy slapped my shaft, splashing lightly.
“Our pubes… touching feels… even better than I imagined… hah…! Haa…! Sex… is amazing…!”
She'd forgotten all my pleas to stop, hips pistoning furiously. Smashing her mound against mine, battering her pussy lips. Her lust-drenched moans praised how good my cock felt, how much she loved it. Cumming was getting impossible to hold back.
“Ugh… g-gonna… cum…!”
“Ah, nooo… hngh! Hah! A-Aenger… no…?! If you cum, you can't cum inside…!”
I lifted my hips as the urge hit, yelling—and she immediately slammed down, pinning me, declaring no creampies even as she twisted her ass side to side, stirring my cock inside her.
“Can't cum inside…! Hah, magical girls… can't take it inside…!”