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lenalee slut fics
By : lapiz
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- Javier’s POV -

          Finally…

          After decades of blue balls…

          You were finally going to partake in the pleasures of sex once again…

          And with two adventurous young ladies…

          Now you just needed to find them.

          You looked around what you assumed to be the living room – though why anyone would install what looked like a fire pit indoors was beyond you – as you tried to decide who to search for first. Since Lenalee was most likely inside the house, you decided to find her first as you walked to her last known location.

          You approached the door to the viewing room and were about to reach out to grasp the knob, when you heard soft humming to your right. You turned and noticed that the door to the next room was ajar, and thus decided to look inside.

          The room was crammed with several pieces of AV equipment and bookshelves of movies, but that wasn’t what was important to you. What truly captured your focus was Lenalee, her back towards you, bending over as she looked at the lower shelves in front of her. Especially her tiny skirt surreptitiously riding up to offer a teaser of her pussy and the bottom of her ass cheeks.

          You wasted no time walking over and standing behind the young Asian lady. Your hand then quietly reached out to surreptitiously lift her skirt, allowing for a better look at where your cock will soon be buried inside. After taking a few seconds to admire how Lenalee’s thong barely covered her pussy lips and was altogether swallowed up by her ass, you dropped the skirt and gently patted the still-unaware young lady’s back to get her attention.

          “Linda?” Lenalee asked as she straightened up and started to turn towards you. “Did you finish your yoga session al-”

          Lenalee’s inquiry died once she saw you weren’t her friend, and she backed up against the shelves in shock. You couldn’t help but notice a VHS cassette with a very familiar title – Double the Pleasure, Double the Fun – lying on the shelf right next to her head.

          “W-who are you?” she cried out. “How did you get in here?”

          But then Lenalee held her head up high and scowled at you, irritation now overcoming fear. “Look, buddy,” she started to say as she planted her hands on her hips. “I don’t know who you are, but this is private property. If you don’t leave right now-”

          You interrupted her warning by grabbing the VHS cassette and handing it to her.

         Lenalee took the cassette, read its title, and then looked back at you with a confused frown on her face. “What-? Why did you give me this when you can talk?”

          When you shook your head at her last question, a dawning light of understanding entered her eyes. Then a guilty wince settled on her face. “Oh… you can’t talk, can you? I’m sorry…”

          You merely shrugged it off, instead focusing on tapping the cassette before pointing back at yourself.

      Lenalee blinked for a few moments, still puzzled by your actions. Then she finally began to comprehend what you were trying to convey. “Wait, are you actually…?” she whispered out loud before setting down the cassette, grabbing something the size of an emaciated Walkman from another shelf and rapidly tapping its front. Soon the young lady stopped and looked back at you, this time with amazement.

          “You’re Javier Dangler, aren’t you?”

          Your nod of confirmation caused Lenalee to squeal in delight.

          “This is amazing! I was wondering what you were going to do for Step #3, but I never thought you would do this!”

          Lenalee suddenly stopped gushing and started tapping the skinny Walkman once more. “Hold on, let me call Linda!”

          In response your hand touched the young lady’s arm and thus made her pause her tapping. She switched between looking at you and the skinny Walkman before asking, “Oh, are you curious about my smart phone?”

         Lenalee handed the strange phone over to you and launched into an explanation with both words and appropriate hand gestures. “I know you guys had cell phones back in the eighties, but today they are in a whole different league of their own. I’ll show you what other things you can do later, but one feature is that they can keep a contacts list that will allow to call anyone on it at any time. That’s Linda’s contact info you’re looking at, see?”

          Indeed, you clearly saw a photo of Linda’s face, her phone number and other miscellaneous information listed on the screen.

          “You just need to press the little handset icon and it will call her. Or, if you want to send her a written message, touch the speech bubble icon and I’ll show you how to text.” Lenalee covered her mouth as she giggled to herself, “I can just see her rushing over to meet you.”

          But that giggling was cut short once you shook your head and set down her strange phone on top of the cassette.

          “Is something wrong?” she asked, purple eyes wide with concern.

          In lieu of a verbal response that you couldn’t deliver anyway, you gently took one of her hands and redirected it to-

          “Oh!” Lenalee quietly gasped out as her eyes marveled at the sight of her hand wrapped around your erect dick. She then got onto her knees so that she would get a better look. “Oh, fuck! Your dick – it’s even bigger than it appeared in the movie,” she whispered to herself as she started pumping it.

          Just as pre-cum started to leak out of your dick, Lenalee looked up and fluttered her eyelashes at you. “Now we have to call Linda over,” she smiled while playing with your slit. “She’s so going to want to try deep throating you, never mind riding you!”

          When you instead directed her attention to the cassette on the shelf, the young lady tilted her head in confusion.

          “Huh? Your movie?” she questioned as she looked back at you, her slim hand still expertly jerking you off. “Is there something about the movie you want me to know? Maybe its plot?”

          After you nodded to both questions, Lenalee let of a thoughtful hum as she reviewed the movie’s events aloud, “Let’s see, if I remember it right… Your character was working at a hotel when he met two supermodels. He seduced the first one in the elevator, then the second one in a poolside cabana. He went on switching between the two in different locations until they realized what was going on. After which-”

         Lenalee abruptly ended that last sentence as the last piece of the puzzle fell into place. Then her eyes became half-lidded as she let out a seductive giggle. “Oh, now I get it,” she purred before licking the side of your dick’s tip. “You want to do the same with me and Linda, right? For as long as possible?”

          Your answering nod was jerkier due to Lenalee then licking the underside of your shaft with long strokes of her pink tongue.

          She pressed a kiss against where your piercing entered through your tip and said, “I think we can both do that.” Then she returned to giving you a hand job as well as lightly rubbing your balls. “Though let’s not let Linda know you came to me first until you’re ready for the threesomes, okay? I want to surprise her.”

          You nodded once more, eager to get to the main event.

          “Good!” she giggled before tilting her head and looking at you with a thoughtful gaze. “Hey, are you getting close to cumming? Because I really want you to do that while you’re inside me.”

          You responded by backing away and crouching down to lift her skirt and tug at her thong.

          “I guess that’s your answer,” Lenalee smiled as she playfully batted your hands away so that she could stand up. “Now why don’t you move back a bit so that I can give you a proper show,” she proposed, looking down at you while slipping her thong off.

          You obliged her by scooting back a few inches and lying down, craning your neck to keep Lenalee in view. She soon followed, taking the time to let you watch her planting both her feet by your sides and slowly lowering herself until her ass touched your stomach. Her squatting position kept the front of her skirt up, displaying her bare pussy underneath.

         Lenalee let out a hum as she quickly took off her top and bra, throwing both items to the side. Your hands stretched out to cup and knead her boobs, drawing little moans from her.

          “Mmm, that feels good,” she sighed breathlessly as you pinched her nipples. “But,” she amended as she removed one of your hands, “I think there’s another spot that needs your fingers.” She then quickly sucked on your fingers and redirected them to underneath her skirt. You wasted no time rubbing her clit and inserting two fingers, causing her to tilt her head back with a sharp gasp of pleasure.

          Lenalee moaned as she let you grope and finger fuck her a few more moments, then abruptly got up to remove her skirt. Now fully naked, she reached down to grab your blood-engorged dick and give it a quick caress that left a thin veneer of your pre-cum.

          “Alright then, Javier,” she giggled at how your dick twitched and swayed in protest of her no longer touching it. “Just sit back and enjoy what’s to come.”

          Lenalee re-positioned herself so that her swollen pussy lips rubbed against your dick and Prince Albert piercing. One slim hand reached behind her ass to steady your dick as she lowered herself onto it. You greedily took in the sight of both your piercing and dick being swallowed by her tight pussy with ease.

          “Oh, God,” Lenalee gasped out once she was filled to the hilt, “you’re so t-thick and h-hot! And your p-piercing, it-!”

          Her attempts at speaking coherently were quickly abandoned in favor of shameless moaning. Soon after she began rocking against your hips, trying to get your piercing to hit her G-spot. Your hands grabbed her hips and coaxed the young lady to slowly lift herself up until only the Prince Albert piercing and the mushroom head of your dick was still trapped by her wet walls. Then you roughly yanked her back down while simultaneously thrusting up. It only took a few more repetitions of this for Lenalee to take over thrusting down on your dick, all while panting with eyes closed and pigtails and boobs bouncing wildly.

          The Asian woman opened her lavender eyes once your thrusts grew particularly intense. “A-are you g-gonna c-cum?” she whimpered out. When you nodded your head, she shamelessly moaned and begged, “T-then, d-do it! I w-want to f-feel you comp-pletely f-fill me up. Oh, please please please- Ahhh!”

          Lenalee’s loud cry as she climaxed was accompanied by more frantic thrusting from you before your completion followed hers. Each shot unleashed made her moan and rock her hips in response. By the time you were finished, she was leaning against the shelves, long legs still spread wide, with her eyes closed and post-coital bliss settled upon her face.

          The young lady softly sighed as you sat up and pulled out of her. She then opened her eyes and breathlessly giggled at seeing your cum oozing out of her pussy.

          “Wow,” she cooed as she scooped up some of the sticky fluid with three fingers, “you really had a lot stored up, huh? It’s a good thing you’re a ghost; otherwise you would have gotten me pregnant right now.”

Lenalee visually inspected your cum for a few seconds, then opened her mouth in order to sample it. She hummed with pleasure as she sucked on her fingers, slowly sliding them out one by one once their white coating was removed.

          The shiny digits were proudly held up in front of her face as she said, “And it’s tasty, too! Linda is really going to enjoy that.” Her attention was then captured by your now flaccid dick. “Speaking of Linda, let me help you get ready for her.”

          As Lenalee said this, she made you scoot back until she could face your dick while you laid down and she was on all fours. She then began to shower the appendage with kisses, licks and even a slow tit job until it was once again fully hard.

          “There you are,” she smiled, giving your dick one last squeeze with her boobs before moving back. Then she looked from underneath her fluttering eyelashes with a naughty look on her face. “Before you go off to find Linda, there’s one thing you should know about her. Not only does she loves getting pounded, she’s a big screamer provided a guy knows what he’s doing. So if I don’t hear her from inside the house… I’ll be very disappointed in you.”

- Linda in the Garden -

          After crossing over the sliding doors’ threshold to enter the backyard, you noticed that Linda was nowhere in sight. Your only option therefore was to walk around until you could find her.

          You were passing by the built-in barbecue and heading towards the guest house when you heard an unexpected strain of soft, soothing music. Realizing that it could only come from one source, you immediately head in its direction. Soon a series of stone steps, flagged by tall decorative rocks and set into the grass, appeared on your left. Walking down the natural stairway, you quickly found Linda in a clearing ringed by desert plants and a curved wooden bench.

          The white-haired young lady was wearing a black sports bra and matching tight pants. Her eyes were closed as she transitioned from standing tall, fingers interlaced over her head to sitting cross-legged on the blue yoga mat, hands resting on her knees. The music was apparently coming from her phone, currently face down on the bench.

          You walked over to her, positioning yourself so that your dick was right in front of her. Her face briefly scrunched up in confusion once you softly tapped her cheek, evidence that you broke through her concentration.

          “Lenalee?” Linda asked, mistaking you for her friend, “What’s wrong? You normally don’t interrupt my yoga sessions.” Then she visibly perked up, no doubt remembering the earlier ouija board session, and opened her eyes. “Oh, did Javier contact-”

          Her enthusiastic question was cut short once she saw the erection inches from her lips. Blinking in confusion, her eyes soon met yours. But instead of moving away like Lenalee did, she merely arched an eyebrow and crossed her arms.

          “While I do love cock, I also prefer sharing at least one conversation with a bloke before blowing them, you know,” she dryly stated before looking back at your dick. But as she examined it more closely, her unimpressed stare grew curious. “Wait, I recognize that cock,” she loudly muttered to herself, “and that piercing…”

          Linda then looked back at your face, searching it for some quality. And it appeared she found it, for she quickly leapt to her feet and stared at you in shock.

          “Oh God, you’re Javier…!”

          That soft whisper, audible despite escaping from a hands-covered mouth, led the way for amazed giggles as the situation fully sank in.

          “You’re actually here!” she happily crowed out, unable to resist bouncing up and down. “I’m sorry to say I still had lingering doubts about you really existing. What with the ideomotor effect and all. But now-! Well, I’m certainly happy to have been proven wrong! Though you do appear to be more laconic as a ghost…”

          She trailed off when she glanced down at your dick before meeting your eyes with a grin. “Well, none of that matters in the end. You’re here, and it appears you need some… relief. Would you like some help?”

          You shook your head to indicate that you wouldn’t mind in the slightest.

          Linda giggled and knelt on the yoga mat, beckoning you over with a crooked finger. Once you stood in front of her, she reached out and gently grabbed the Prince Albert piercing attached to your dick.

          “I see that the camera man hadn’t exaggerated your size back in the day,” the British teenager cooed as she lightly tugged on the ring so you would inch forward and give her a better view. Like Lenalee she wasted no time licking your dick, using the metal ring to better position the erect organ. Her pink tongue went everywhere, even inserting itself in the space in between the holes for the piercing, as she made sure a good layer of spit was evenly spread out. All the while she uttered out obscene moans of pleasure as she tasted you.

          After performing a long lick from the base of your shaft to the top of your tip, paired with a complimentary sucking of your balls, Linda sighed as she watched your dick quivered in protest at her moving away. “You really seem to enjoy the way I use my tongue,” she teased while rubbing your slit with her thumb, smearing the pre-cum dribbling out. The young lady then brought the digit up to her mouth and gave it a quick lick. A quiet but satisfied hum left her lips as she gave you a coy look.

          “But…” Linda mused, hooking her other thumb into the waistband of her pants, “that’s not the only thing you want caressing your cock, is it?”

          You shook your head in response, which prompted her to start pulling down the waistband low enough for you to realize that she was not wearing anything underneath.

          “In that case, why don’t we move onto the main event?”

          Your answer came in the form of kneeling upon the mat and pushing Linda down onto her back, wrapping her legs around your hips. She, however, decided that it would be better for her to pull back her legs and spread them wide. This position allowed you a clear view of her yoga pants-clad crotch. Not only did you observed how an inner seam divided it straight down the middle, but also how the stretchy fabric was beginning to grow moist right in the middle.

          Emboldened by the sight, you took hold of Linda’s yoga pants and without much effort created a rip stretching from the thick waistband to her mid-ass cheek right down its inner seam. Her bare, glistening pussy was now outlined in black and on full display to your feasting eyes.

          She giggled in excitement, then gasped in delight as she felt the velvety head of your dick rub her pussy lips. “Oh, yeah,” the young lady moaned as your piercing touched her clit, “that’s going to feel absolutely brill while you’re pounding me, Javier.”

          Belatedly remembering that Linda still needed preparation, you moved your fingers to her pussy. But just before you could slip them in, she purred out, “Don’t waste time doing that, Javier. My cunt is already loose from the séance earlier.”

          Her hips impatiently wiggled the underside of your dick, smearing her juices and bringing you closer to the edge. “So, do us both a favor and just get on with it.”

          Giving in to her soft demand, you placed one hand upon her left thigh, carefully aligned your cock with her greedy hole, and started to push in. A long mewl of satisfaction slipped from her lips, growing in volume the further your dick was engulfed by her pussy. Finally, after what seemed to be an agonizingly slow duration of time, you filled her out to the hilt.

          Taking a moment to appreciate that intense tightness and heat fully enveloping your dick, you then began sliding in and out of her dripping pussy. Your thrusts, already starting strong, quickly grew more intense with each consecutive stroke.

          Linda wasted no time releasing her legs so that they could wrap themselves around your hips, further entrapping a most willing victim. That left her hands now free to pull up her sports bra, allowing her breasts to slip out and begin bouncing to the rhythm of your strokes.

          “Fucking hell!” Linda mewled as she roughly pinching her nipples into erect peaks that beckoned for attention. You happily obliged, removing one of her hands from a pert breast so that the squeezing of soft mounds was now shared between her and yourself.

          Now bereft of a purpose, her free hand slid down her stomach and smooth pubic mound before dipping right between her pussy lips in search of her clit. Linda’s fingers immediately started stroking the little pink button upon making contact, coordinating their actions so that they happened at the same time your dick was fully sheathed inside her pussy. Her hips also joined into the synchronization effort, adding in the background noise of slapping skin to the chorus of mewls and whines spilling from her lips.

          Linda’s shut eyelids suddenly flew open and she panted out, “Jav- I’m go-going to cum- Ah!”

          The warning came too late, for immediately afterwards her pussy began convulsing around your dick as she climaxed with a loud scream. Despite being momentarily caught off guard, you continued thrusting into her quivering vagina as she rode out her orgasm. Once the final wave of pleasure washed over Linda, she let out a soft sigh and sent you a saucy look of satisfaction. Her trembling legs also unhooked themselves from your hips before flopping to the ground spread-eagle.

          Soon that familiar sensation you’d get just before you cum began building up in your lower belly, causing your pumping to grow even harder. It must have also shown on your face, because Linda drew up the energy to rest her left tattoo-covered hand on your belly and thus pause your thrusting.

          “Can I ask for a favor, Javier?” the young lady breathlessly asked, still recovering from her earlier ecstasy. Once you nodded, she slowly began tracing around your abs with her fingers and fixed you with a contemplative gaze.

          “I know you can’t get me pregnant,” Linda mused out loud, “seeing as you’re a ghost and whatnot. So, you cumming inside me wouldn’t be a problem.” Her right index finger seductively rubbed and played with her lower lip. “However, I just can’t help but want to have a… thorough taste before that happens.”

          The index finger then slipped by her plush lips and plunged into her mouth. After swirling and sucking on the digit for a few seconds, she released it to trace a shiny path from her neck to between her boobs. Her eyelashes fluttered as she cooed out, “Could you help me with this problem, please?”

          You wracked your brain for a few seconds before the perfect idea came along. With only the slightest twinge of regret, you slipped out of Linda and moved to kneel while straddling her chest. Your left hand then wrapped around your hard dick and started to frenetically rub the organ from its tip to base.

          Linda, smiling at the sight of your furious jerking off, placed her hands on your thighs and leaned in. Once there was a half-inch distance between her face and your dick, she opened her mouth and stuck out her pink tongue for the inevitable outcome.

          As if on cue, your hips immediately snapped forward and you jizzed out several shots of cum into the air. Every single drop managed to perfectly land on Linda’s tongue, thus forming a small white pool of obscenity on the pink muscle.

          “Mmm,” Linda moaned as her tongue withdrew back into her mouth. Her eyelids slipped shut as she took the time to savor the taste of your load before swallowing. Then, with one eye open and a flirtatious aura, she opened her mouth to confirm nothing was left. “Now that’s delicious,” the young woman giggled as she rested on her back, slim fingers teased the sensitive skin of your inner thighs.

          But before you could start another round, the piercing thrill of electric guitar notes echoed through the air and shifted the mood from its previous intimacy. You turned your head to discover the music was coming from Linda’s phone.

          “Oh, sorry,” the young woman apologized as she crawled from underneath you into a standing position. “That’s Lenalee’s ringtone.”

          Not at all bothered by either her rather disheveled appearance or the juices running down her legs, Linda walked to the bench and picked up her phone before sitting down. After a simple swipe of her finger, the phone ceased its song and Linda brought it up to her ear.

          “Hello, Lenalee,” she greeted her friend, a clear sign that the call had been accepted. “What’s up?”

          With nothing else to do, you decided to take a seat next to Linda as she nodded to whatever Lenalee was telling her. You blankly stared at Linda’s exposed breasts for a long second before a familiar urge came up that you didn’t even attempt to ignore.

          “Yeah, I just finished up with yo-ga!”

          Linda let out a soft gasp mid-word as your pinch to her left nipple caught her off guard. She shot a quick of surprise at you, silently questioning your sudden action.

          You simply began massaging her breast, a ministration that trapped the nipple in between your middle and ring fingers and thus coax it into an erect state.

The constant squeezing and fondling of the soft mound transformed any lingering confusion Linda might have felt into heady arousal. She tilted her head back in pleasure and let a soft sigh escape from her lips.

Lenalee must have heard it as well, for Linda was quickly brought back to reality by whatever the other said over the phone. “What- Oh yes, Lenalee, I’m fine,” she stumbled to say as she sent you a teasingly chiding look. “I was just… trying out a new relaxation technique.”

Your hand released Linda’s breast in response to her excuse and instead rubbed her side in long strokes. This new move didn’t bother her in the slightest. In fact, the young lady placed her free hand on top of yours, ensuring that your caresses won’t be stopping anytime.

“So, why did you call in the first place?” Linda asked, watching how your hand was already starting to stray from her side to her belly. Lenalee’s response had her blink a few times and repeat, “You’re making a run to the supermarket and want to know if I need anything?”

Your hand now was cupping her mound of Venus. A few minutes earlier, Linda had uncrossed her legs and spread them. That meant your fingers were free to do some… deep explorations, an option that greatly appealed to you.

Linda had to bite back a moan triggered by your middle finger rubbing the top cleft of her pussy and instead focus on what to tell Lenalee. “Nothing really comes to mind…” she trailed off with a thoughtful look on her face. Then, after blinking rapidly for a few seconds, the young lady sent you a stare with a contemplative tilt of her head.

Her lilac gaze quickly gained a mischievous sparkle as an idea came to mind. “Actually,” Linda grinned before gently removing your hand, “there is one thing I could use.”

While listening to Lenalee’s response, Linda freed up the hand holding yours and leaned towards you. Her free hand then took the (welcome) liberty to rub your dick.

“A few more bottles of lube,” Linda answered, coaxing your dick into a full erection. “The ones on hand look to be running low.”

Now that your shaft was rock hard, she tightened her fist around it and slowly began jerking you off.

“No, don’t get a brand we already have. We’re at a new location, so why not experiment?” Linda’s thumb was pressed into the slit of your dick, triggering some pre-cum to leak out, as she explained her reasoning to her friend.

The young lady released your dick but kept a single finger upon it. As the digit swirled about on the mushroom head, she told Lenalee, “I recently saw an online ad for a new one, and after Googling it I learned that it’s carried by CVS. It’s easy to clean up, toy friendly, and even tastes like cotton candy! Do you think you can pick a bottle up on the way?”

Linda then nodded after a few minutes. “Thanks, Lenalee,” she said, indicating that the other had decided her idea was a good one.

Removing her finger from your dick, the British teenager let out a silent giggle as your erect rod twitched in protest to the withdrawn touch. Sending you a flirty smile, she then said into the phone, “Right, then. I’ll send over a picture of the lube as soon as I can find it.”

“It might take a while, but you’ll know when it gets there…”
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lenalee slut fics	By : lapiz Category: -Misc Anime > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 800 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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lenalee slut fics