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+M to R › One Piece
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
6,945
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own One Piece, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
A taste of what enjoyment might mean
Nami watched idly as the man shut the door and removed his feathered jacket, leaving only the sunglasses on his naked body. At this point she just wanted him to hurry up. Let it be over.
Her self induced arousal was torturous and while she’d never ever ever admit it…she wouldn’t mind if he just finished what he made her start and then get the fuck out.
The man crawled up on the bed as she continued to masturbate for his continued amusement. He watched her intently for a moment and reached over an twisted a nipple. She hissed back at him in her own response…glad she hadn’t succumbed to yet another traitorous moan.
He chuckled and made some movements with his fingers.
“Donquixote Doflamingo…is what you’ll be screaming out in a minute or two so please remember it, slut.” He hissed back in fake politeness and leaned back comfortably against the extra fluffy pillows she had been looking forward to sleeping against that night.
She realized with an internal groan that she was crawling toward the man with a slow and and almost feline predatory rolling of her hips. Her self administrations had stopped and she felt both relief and empty disappointment. She also found to her dismay she couldn’t change the eager and blissful expression on her face as she wrapped her tongue around his erect cock.
She swirled her tongue, sucked, and took him in her throat like an experienced whore might…and the thought flicked across her mind that maybe the man had gone to one at some previous occasion if just to study what to make future victims do to please him. She took pleasure in that irony at least…a man who could make a woman do anything had to initially pay for it and be at a street walkers mercy. She felt a little bit of pride return to her. He tasted like shit, she told herself.
He was pathetic. She was better than him. He was scared of her that he felt he needed to control her.
He grunted at her work but grabbed her hair suddenly and tossed her off him, causing an inadvertent squeal of surprise from her. But she was already repositioning, getting ready to sit back on his manhood and ride him she supposed. She ran a hand through her wet slit and licked her fingers while looking over her shoulder at the man as if caught in a naughty indulgence.
He grinned wickedly at her and nodded. She scooped another handful of wetness and licked her hands as to savor her own flavor and trailing the moistness down her chin and breasts.
She looked longingly over her shoulder again and wiggled her ass a little, only to again scoop out her own lubrication and this time smear it up and across her asshole.
He wouldn’t…Nami thought. No...her mind reeled as she lined her ass with his cock, her hand gently reaching around to help keep it steady.
Was he really going to make her do this?!
Her self induced arousal was torturous and while she’d never ever ever admit it…she wouldn’t mind if he just finished what he made her start and then get the fuck out.
The man crawled up on the bed as she continued to masturbate for his continued amusement. He watched her intently for a moment and reached over an twisted a nipple. She hissed back at him in her own response…glad she hadn’t succumbed to yet another traitorous moan.
He chuckled and made some movements with his fingers.
“Donquixote Doflamingo…is what you’ll be screaming out in a minute or two so please remember it, slut.” He hissed back in fake politeness and leaned back comfortably against the extra fluffy pillows she had been looking forward to sleeping against that night.
She realized with an internal groan that she was crawling toward the man with a slow and and almost feline predatory rolling of her hips. Her self administrations had stopped and she felt both relief and empty disappointment. She also found to her dismay she couldn’t change the eager and blissful expression on her face as she wrapped her tongue around his erect cock.
She swirled her tongue, sucked, and took him in her throat like an experienced whore might…and the thought flicked across her mind that maybe the man had gone to one at some previous occasion if just to study what to make future victims do to please him. She took pleasure in that irony at least…a man who could make a woman do anything had to initially pay for it and be at a street walkers mercy. She felt a little bit of pride return to her. He tasted like shit, she told herself.
He was pathetic. She was better than him. He was scared of her that he felt he needed to control her.
He grunted at her work but grabbed her hair suddenly and tossed her off him, causing an inadvertent squeal of surprise from her. But she was already repositioning, getting ready to sit back on his manhood and ride him she supposed. She ran a hand through her wet slit and licked her fingers while looking over her shoulder at the man as if caught in a naughty indulgence.
He grinned wickedly at her and nodded. She scooped another handful of wetness and licked her hands as to savor her own flavor and trailing the moistness down her chin and breasts.
She looked longingly over her shoulder again and wiggled her ass a little, only to again scoop out her own lubrication and this time smear it up and across her asshole.
He wouldn’t…Nami thought. No...her mind reeled as she lined her ass with his cock, her hand gently reaching around to help keep it steady.
Was he really going to make her do this?!