Gainax Club S | By : TentacleFan Category: -Misc Anime > Crossovers Views: 13701 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Gainax Club S
A Cross-over Erotic Fanwork
Chapter 3 : Sugar and Spice
Disclaimer : This is a work of erotic fan-fiction aka smutty porn. I do not own or claim ownership of or make any profit off of any of the characters or other elements contained within the story. As a work of smut it contains graphic depictions of sexual acts including some of various extreme natures. If such things bother you please do not continue.
All eyes fell on Stocking as she took center stage. Her heels clacked on the stage as she marched to the pole. Her long hair was blue and hung down to around her knees. A layer of pink hair was beneath it. Her entire outfit was white and light blue with some silver accessories. A large blue bow was affixed in her hair in the back. Her spaghetti strap top was blue and white vertical striped and showed off her massive cleavage quite well. It gave way to a silver corset which in turn led to a short skirt with a couple of layers of fluffy skirt beneath it. It was so short that anyone not on the stage could easily see the blue and white horizontal striped panties she wore. The men lining up in front of the stage saw the triangle of fabric covering her sex. From the side where Misato and Simon sat they could see the fabric stretched over her generous ass. Out of her back were a pair of small white angel wings just like her sister Panty had. Stockings arms were clad in white long sleeved fingerless gloves. She had silver arm bands at the top of each gloves and a pair of silver ring bracelets around each wrist. Her long stunning legs were clad in her namesake, white and blue horizontal striped stockings that covered from mid-thigh down to just past her ankle. Her heels were a pair of silver strap style stilettos.
Reaching the pole she stood in a dramatic pose. One leg thrust forward and the other swept back. She blew the crowd a kiss as she wrapped one arm around the pole. Next one of her amazing legs hooked around the pole higher up. She pulled herself up onto the pole so that she hung upside down now. Her breasts threatened to pop out of the top she wore but somehow managed to stay inside much to the disappointment of the crowd. They did hang against the fabric of her top, nipples clearly outlined against the cotton. The skirt flipped upside down over her corset giving and even cleared view of her panties. Applause broke out at that sight. Her leg that was not holding her up she stretched out into the air. Her free hand grabbed her ankle and she ran her fingertips up over the curve of her calf, past her knee, and up her thigh. Hooking her index finger into the top of the stocking she began to slip it down her leg slowly. When she had it all bunched around her ankle she slipped it over her shoe and flung it out over the crowd. It sailed past the raised hands of the onlookers and landed atop Panty's head as she was busy deep throating her client.
A mid-air leg change had Stocking repeating the move on her other leg. This stocking was flung at Misato who snatched it from the air. She hung it around Simon's neck like a scarf, giggling as she did so. Stocking next lowered back down to the ground gracefully. She got down onto all fours and crawled seductively towards the edge of the stage where her admirers had gathered. Her oversized breasts swayed side to side as she closed in on them. Eyes pivoted back and forth stuck on them as she reached the crowd. Rising up onto her knees she nodded towards Nadia who was back by the bar at the far end of the club from the entrance. The dark skinned girl in the bunny outfit pressed a button which caused a device to lower from the ceiling. It was hanging from a tube and was a nozzle like one used to dispense beverages. Stocking let it hang there next to her as she hooked her thumbs through the spaghetti straps of her top and pulled them down her shoulders. With a tug her huge breasts popped out of the top. The crowd went wild with catcalls and shouting. She licked her lips and took the device in hand.
Addressing them she said, “I love my sweets. I wonder what I have here.” She took the nozzle and squeezed the trigger. A jet of whipped cream shot from the device. “Fuck yeah, that looks delicious!” Stocking used the nozzle to coat each of her stiffened nipples with a pasty of whipped cream. She let go of the device which disappeared up into the ceiling again. Now she grasped one of her breasts in her hands and held the large tit to her lips. With a flourish her tongue darted out and licked increasingly tighter circles till her nipple was whip cream free. Switching breasts she repeated the performance on her other breast. This time she finished it off with a flick of her tongue against her nipple. The crowd was eating out of her hand now. Stocking looked at the men pressed against the stage. “Who brought me a treat tonight? I might just return the favor.” Something caught her eye. A bag she recognized. It was from the fancy pastry shop a few blocks away. Motioning to the man holding it up he grinned and made his way through the crowd to the stage. “I want!” Stocking squealed. She bounced up and down causing her chest to do likewise. The man clambered up onto the stage. He said to her, “I heard you like these. Me and my two friends got them for you.” The pair he referred to joined him up on the stage. Stocking eagerly accepted the bag, peeking inside then setting it back on the stage behind her.
Stocking grinned at the three men. “I just love cream filled treats. I guess I should sample yours.” She crouched down expertly on the silver heels as the men approached. They wore slacks which they kept on. Stocking began to unzip them and produce their cocks one at a time. The first one she gripped with her right hand and began to pump with her fingers. As it grew erect from her touch she leaned in and began to suck upon it. Meanwhile her left hand was freeing the center man's cock from his pants. Her expert fingers had it stiffening in no time as well. As her lips wrapped around the man on the right's cock she could feel his hands in her hair as he began to guide her up and down his shaft. Throaty slurping sounds rose from her as Stocking swallowed cock like the professional she was. Her left hand found the third friend and released him from his entrapment as well. As she began to send him to heaven with her hand job she switched her blowjob over to the center friend. Her right hand found the remaining cock and she began to work all three at once.
Each time she began to suck one of the men off he couldn't resist gripping her head and forcing his way in deeper. No matter how rough they fucked her throat she took them in. Saliva coated their shafts as they penetrated into her throat but she never gagged or pulled back. Stocking could feel the tickle of hairs as their balls invariably came to rest on her chin. Back and forth she kept pivoting on her heels between the three men sucking and jerking each of them to the edge of release. She had one buried deep in her throat when she suddenly felt his fingers tighten against her head. Her eyes went wide as she felt the spray of hot thick semen splash out. She kept at it letting him shoot his load in it's entirety. It seemed to gush for an eternity in the moments it lasted. When she did pull back she had a mouthful of semen which she swished around with her tongue. Turning to the next man she pumped his cock in both hands as he grunted and then gave up his own load. This time she held her mouth open and caught it letting the seed mingle with his friends. Not missing a beat she pivoted again and again repeated that act with the last of them. Closing her lips she exaggeratedly swallowed down all three mens cum before opening her lips to show them her mouth. “Thanks for the treats boys. All of them.” She wiped away some of the jizm that had dripped down her chin before rising and taking a bow. More cheering and applause followed her out as she snatched up her bag of pastries and left the stage.
The crowd in front of the stage began to disperse. Some of the men going to get drinks at the bar, some chasing after other girls working the floor. A group, including the three satisfied customers of Stocking's, were apparently satiated for the night and left. Simon was content to sit with the lovely Misato on his lap. He was sporting an erection from the event which Misato would tease every so often with a wiggle of her hips causing it to sandwich between her ass cheeks. As they sat and exchanged small talk waiting for Kamina to show back up a door opened on the balcony which ran the entire length around the building's second floor. A taller man in a suit with a trimmed beard and dark glasses emerged and made his way around the second floor. Misato pointed up at him. “That's Gendo. He's the owner I was telling you about.” Gendo disappeared into another door which he closed behind him. Suddenly for Simon everything went dark. He felt hands over his eyes. He felt something much softer pressed against the back of his head.
A familiar voice whispered into his ear. “There you are young man. I hope you haven't been too naughty.” It was Miss Shikijo. Her bosom was welcoming him into it. Her hands slipped down from covering his eyes to his chest. She continued, “I hope Misato here hasn't worn you out. I'd like to formally welcome you to Gainax Club S.” Misato teased, “From where I'm sitting I'd say Simon is up for some more welcoming.” Misato stood up, bending over so her panty clad ass was inches away from Simon's face at which point she gave him a shake. “Simon, I've got work to do. If you decide to come back to the club you can look me up again.” She turned and gave him a peck on the cheek before departing. Simon's eyes stayed locked on that butt until she couldn't be seen any longer. Then he felt Miss Shikijo's hands slip down into his robe. One of them began to fondle his balls softly. The other expertly stroked up and down his shaft. “What a healthy young man you are Simon. You shouldn't deny such urges. It's not good for you. Come with me and we'll see they're taken care of properly.” It was hard to concentrate when on the receiving end of Miss Shikijo's hand job skills but Simon did manage to say, “I don't want to miss him if big bro gets done.” He heard a husky laugh from behind him, “It's OK Simon. You're not going to miss Kamina. If I know him he's going to be occupied a bit longer yet.”
Miss Shikijo let go of his manhood and closed his robe back up. “If you want to pick this back up just follow me.” She got up and walked past, her hips swaying delightfully in the kimono she wore. Simon watched her open and enter a sliding paper door. She turned and winked at him before continuing in. Simon looked around the room then got up and scrambled for the door. He couldn't believe how his night was going. He was going to thank Kamina so much when he saw him next.
Author's Notes : Decided to keep Kamina's activities to their own chapter after all. Made more sense from a story flow. They'll be appearing soon either before or after Simon x Shikijo. Please let me know how I'm doing. Write a comment, write a review, write me at my email at tentaclefan.adultfanfic@gmail.com
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