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A little problem	By : SWSWWAD Category: +S to Z > Strike Witches (Sutoraiku Witch?zu) > Strike Witches (Sutoraiku Witch?zu) Views: 6180 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sweat and engine oil, the smell of the stuff is thick in the air and coating the tanned and lightly muscled skin of a particular grease monkey witch. The young lady from the United States of Liberion has always loved engines and machinery continually tinkering with her striker unit she is always trying to improve her equipment. Initially, her work on her equipment got her into trouble and kicked out of her squad but once joining the Strike Witches her skills become an asset as she would perform maintenance on the squad's units often improving their performance. Standing up and whipping the sweat off of her brow Shirley admires her recent work, the Liberion’s real name is Charlotte Elwyn Yeager, but her friends and fellow Strike Witches just call her Shirley.
“Don’t you have any decency, Yeager?”
Well, all but one Strike Witch calls her Shirley unless she is in trouble that is. Shirley turns to face her unwelcomed guest. Stood behind her with her hands on her hips and irritation wrote all over her face Trude stares back at her. Shirley can’t help but smirk as she sees Trude’s eyes struggle to remain locked on hers as her cheeks struggle to hide the blush.
“Are you saying I don’t look captivating?” Shirley strikes a pose and has to force herself not to break down laughing as Trude promptly turns her back her hand clenching the hem of her uniform. “You're too easy to tease Trude.”
Shirley steps out of her striking pose and looks at her reflection in the mirror doubting that anyone wouldn’t find her breathtaking. Mainly due to the Romagna heat Shirley is stood in the hanger wearing only a pink set of underwear. Shirley can feel and see the Martial of her bra is barely able to stop her massive breasts from overflowing and apart from a few grease stains pm her skin Shirley is exposed flesh is perfect, but Shirley knows that most people will quickly forget about those stains after taking in the rest of her body. Her lack of clothing may embarrass her complain here but thanks to her current attire she has beaten the day's heat.
Gertrud Barkhorn or Trude as she is more commonly known isn’t fairing so well in her uniform and even from a few feet away Shirley can smell and see the sweat on the Karlsland witches body. Trude is wearing a white shirt under a grey coat; as Shirley looks closer at her fellow squadmate she can’t help but notice dark patches under her armpits where sweat has begun to gather, and droplets of the stuff roll down Trude’s toned thigs.
“Just put some clothes on!” Shirley yells after a few seconds of silence which Shirley guesses the Karlsland witch needed to compose herself. But instead of following that order Shirley instead steps towards the Karlsland witch.
Shirley stops right behind her favorite target when it comes to teases and whispers seductively into Trude’s ear. “Maybe…” Her hands snake around Trude's body. “You need to…” Her hands stop as they brush against something stiff that shouldn’t be there. Shirley can’t help but enjoy the moment as she never expected Trude to be in this predicament. “Oh, you are having that kind of problem.” Shirley smiles. “Need any help with it?”
“Just forget about it!” Trude snaps escaping Shirley’s advances and turning to face the Liberion witch, but the spin caused her uniform to flip up exposing her length to Shirley’s prying eyes. “It will go away by itself!”
“Well it’s a nice dick,” Shirly comments staring approvingly at the object. Shirley then turns around and shakes her behind at Trude. “Let me know if you change your mind. I’ll be happy to ride that thing.”
“You let that rabbit control you too much,” Trude mumbles as she stomps out of the hanger.
“And that stick up your ass controls you too much!” Shirley yells at her before she starts to collect her belongs and put away the tools. Taking a look at the oily and sweat covered skin of her body Shirley smile grows bigger as she thinks about what she is about to do. “Hey Lucchini I’m going to take a bath do you want to join me?”
“Too hot,” Came the reply from the young witch. Looking up Shirley can barely make out Lucchini as she sleeps on one of the steel beams supporting the roof. Being a native Shirley would have thought Lucchini would have been used to hot days like today, but apparently, she is struggling with the temperature just as much as everyone else.
“I’ll see you later then,” Shirley calls out as she leaves passing Lynne and Yoshika on her way out. “Morning girls.”
“Good morning,” Lynne replies but Yoshika is silent her eyes locked on Shirley’s breasts. The Liberion witch can’t help but feel sorry for Lynne because her girlfriend's eyes are continually wondering to other women's breasts but then seeing the appeal she has does make her feel good about herself and body. As she gets further away, Shirley hears Lynne say. “Yoshika you can feel my chest if you want?”
Shirley chuckles quietly to herself hearing that. Knowing Yoshika’s love of breasts and Lynne’s large cup size, she can already tell that Yoshika’s hands are groping her girlfriend right now even without looking back. Shirley’s thoughts then turn back to Trude as she wonders if Yoshika would offer to help her with Trude’s latest problem then would the Karlsland witch accept. Trude does love her sister more than usual for a sister and the way Yoshika and Chris could be passed off as twins lead Shirley to believe that if Yoshika had made the same offer, she just had then Trude wouldn’t hesitate to accept.
Reaching the bases bath, Shirley sees her clothes and bathing supplies are right where she left them this morning. Shirley always leaves a spare set of clothing in the bathroom whenever she does maintenance work mainly, so she doesn’t get yelled at by her squads commanding officer Minna for leaving black footprints all over the floor of the base. Shirley feels her fingers aches as they remember the times she had to scrub the oil and grease marks off of the floor. But Shirley banishes those memories from her mind as she takes off her underwear and with her other clothes she places them in the dirty laundry hamper.
Stepping out into the warm summer heat Shirley can’t help but enjoy the breeze blowing through the open-air bath cooling her body. In the hanger, she had no such luxury as the walls blocked the wind and the running Striker Engines raised the temperature inside more. But here in the open air and light breeze, she feels normal for the first time in a while and memories of skinny dipping with her friends on hot, humid days comes flooding back to her. But those thoughts are taken away from her as she hears footsteps approaching her from behind.
“Yeager…” Shirley once again finds it’s Trude stood behind her. Only this time Trude is keeping her eyes locked on the floor as her face burns brightly red. “Were you… Were you serious about helping me with… This?”
Shirley can’t help but feel excited at the thought of assisting Trude. Even though Trude is hiding the cause of her problem under her uniform, Shirley can make out its length and thickness as it bludges against Trude’s uniform. Just one look and Shirley knows she is serious about her early offer as she feels more than sweat dampens her crotch and thigs.
“Of course I was,” Shirley happily replies unable to take her eyes off of the bludge in Trude’s uniform. “I let my bunny control me too much remember.”
“Then could… Could you help me with…” Trude lifts up her top reviling her length. “With this?”
“Sure but first,” Shirley walks towards her and stops inches away. Trude remains still and silent unable to look up or move her hands to intercept Shirley’s fingers as the start to undo the buttons of her uniform. “You need to lose this, or it will get dirty, and you will be explaining to the others when they catch you as to why you are walking the base with dirty clothes on.”
“You want to do it here?” Trude finally moves as the buttons around her chest come undone stepping back and finally meeting Shirley’s eyes.
“Yeah why not,” Shirley answers closing the distance again. “We are alone and since I am already naked then why don’t we do it here.”
“But what about the others?” Trude asks, but she doesn’t stop Shirley as she continues to unbutton her uniform.
“It’s fine,” Shirley assures her. “Lynne and Yoshika are doing the laundry, Lucchini is sleeping, Perrine is stalking the Major and as she and Minna are training while Erica and Hanna are still confined to their room. That leaves Sanya and Eila who are most likely asleep or maybe doing what we are about to do.”
“Ok,” Trude relents as the last button comes undone, she helps Shirley remove her the jacket then in undoing the buttons on her white undershirt.
Seeing the doubts, and hesitation leave Trude Shirley can tell she really is struggling with her problem because of how willingly she is going along with this. Once the top is removed Trude quickly covers her breasts and crotch and when their eyes meet Shirley can see how nervous the Karlsland witch is.
“Is this your first time?” Trude nods her head. “You can always leave and do it by yourself if you are uncomfortable doing this, I am willing here, but that doesn’t mean I am forcing you to do this with me.”
“No I’m fine,” Trude replies still nervous but once again showing shes willing by letting her hands slip to her sides. “We already came this far so there’s no reason to turn back now.”
“If you say so but tell me if you want to stop,” Shirley tells her before kissing her cheek.
Shirley kisses her several more times, and with each kiss, she gets closer the Karlslander’s lips until at last they finally meet. Shirley can tell right away that this is Trude’s first kiss or at least one of the first by the experience she shows trying to kiss the Liberion back, but she doesn’t say anything instead she silently guides her quickly becoming impressed by how fast Trude is picking up her performance. Again she doesn’t mention it; she doesn’t want to give Trude anything to use against her when the in no doubt argue in the future.
Shirley can’t help but hiss as she feels Trude’s arms grip her shoulders and her nails dig into her skin hurting a little but not enough to get Shirley to break off the kiss. Trude though tries to pull back, but Shirley uses this as an opportunity to attack the Karlsland girls neck quickly earning a moan from the young lady. Several more kisses and a quickly experimenting with light bites and swipes of her tongue Shirley starts to learn what it is Trude likes. She leans that Trude likes it when she kisses her pulse point, when she bites softly into her skin near her shoulder and when Shirley her tongue hitting Trude’s earlobe the Karlsland witch jumps as if she was electrocuted while a loud moan escapes her lips. Once again Shirley finds herself chuckling and can’t help but tease her partner at this moment.
“Your ears are your weak points I take it,” Shirley gives her earlobe another kiss causing Trude to jump again.
“I… I guess,” Trude says trying to control her voice as Shirley continues to attack Trude’s ear.
Shirley continues her attack as she steps closer to Trude and feels Trude’s length stuck between their bodies twitching. Trude’s hands lay flat on Shirley’s shoulders while the Liberion’s fingers wrap around Trude’s back. Shirley’s fingers make quick work of Trude’s bra strap, and soon that garment is on the floor. Shirley shifts her attention starting to kiss down Trude's neck tell she reaches the top of her chest. Shirley kisses the top of the of those mounds of flesh admiring them. Every time she takes a bath, Shirley always takes a look at the girls to see how much they developed. She is continuously impressed with Lynne as she has seen the girl grow nearly a cup size bigger since she joint the squad. Cupping Trude’s breasts as she continues to kiss the top of them she reckons regarding size Trude is round about the third biggest after herself and Lynne, Shirley can maybe see Minna being bigger, but their commander never bathes with the squad and keeps herself covered too much for Shirley to judge her accurately.
“You know if you show these off more then you would be more popular with everyone,” Shirley says against Trude’s mounds as her hands start to squeeze the flesh.
“These things don’t matter to a soldier,” Trude replies. “If anything they get in the way.”
“Stop thinking you're only a soldier,” Shirley tells her kissing lower on her chest. “You’re also a friend to the rest of the squad and a gorgeous women to any onlooker.”
“My life is that of a soldier,” Trude responds biting her lip at the end to stop a moan as Shirley takes one of her nipples into her mouth. “My life is… Dedicated to being a soldier.”
Shirley releases the nipple with a popping sound and starts to kiss her away to the other one. Her hands meanwhile don’t lay ideal instead one goes to the breast Shirley’s mouth just left while the different grips Shirley’s staff. Trude can’t help but moan as Shirley starts the stroke her and at the same time Shirley can’t help be impressed with Trude’s length. Shirley can feel Trude’s cock twitch in her can and when she reaches the tip and feels the precum that has begun to lick out Shirley feels her own excitement intensify. Already Shirley can feel her wetness drip down her legs and a burn in her crotch to be filled with Trude’s length.
“You may be a soldier first and never done this before, but I bet you know where you want to put this,” Shirley says giving her cock a tight squeeze cause the Karlsland witch to gasp. “So tell me where do you want this thing?”
“Do… Do I have to?” Trude asks her face burning brighter than ever. “You… You already know where its meant to go.”
“But there are three options,” Shirley points out taking a step back and tapping her lips. “It could go in my mouth.” She taps her crotch feeling the dampness gathered there soak her fingers. “In my pussy or…” This time Shirley steps forward reaches behind Trude; she sticks her hand down the back of Trude’s underwear smearing her asshole with her love juices. Retracing her fingers, Shirley asks. “Or in my ass.”
“Your ass?” Trude looks like she doesn’t know how to react to that last option, so Shirley decides to give her some more information.
“Yeah, my ass,” Shirley confirms. “I never did that with a person, but I have with a toy.”
“I’ll… Let's just do it… The ordinary way,” Trude looks down as she says that.
“I thought so,” Shirley replies and before Trude can even respond the Liberion witch quickly strikes pulling down the Karlsland witch’s panties in one quick movement free her cock, but it doesn’t fall to the ground as Shirley expected. Instead, it stands rigged and up to stiff and hard to drop. Let’s get on with it.”
Shirley tugs at Trude’s arm pulling her over to the railing surrounding the open-air bath.
“Hey don’t pull me,” Trude complains but she still elts Shirley lead her to the railing where the Liberion witch promptly bends over the stone barrier exposing both her front and rear entrance to the Karlsland girl. “W… Why are you doing that…”
“So I can enjoy the view,” Shirley answers looking back over he shoulder. “I don’t know how good you will be, so I want to have at least an excellent view to keep myself occupied while you are back there.”
“Are you saying I won’t be any good?” Trude asks sounding slightly irritated.
“Then why don’t you prove me wrong,” Shirley posies her challenge rubbing her crotch and showing the liquid coating her fingers to Trude. “I’m wet enough for you to do your worse.”
“I’ll so you just what a proud Karlsland witch can do,” Trude tells her as she positions herself behind Shirley.
Trude pauses for a minute hesitate to hurt her fellow witch and not sure what to do. Taking a deep breath, Trude runs the tip of her length through Shirley’s folds making both girls hum in pleasure and the head of her dick to glisten in the love juices as she tries to find the front entrance of Shirley’s body. Finally, she sees it and pushes inside. Trude stops as soon as the heads in and checks on her partner. Seeing no signs of pain Trude starts to push in carefully watching Shirley before she knows it both their hips meet singling she is fullying inside the Liberion witch.
“Well, you are definitely the biggest I’ve had,” Shirley tells her. She isn’t lying either as she can feel Trude fill her entirely as the tip of her cock rest against the entrance to her womb while the width stretches her more than any toy or man has ever done before.
“Of course,” Trude says proudly. “The people from Karlsland are better in every way to the people of Liberion.”
“Then why are my breasts bigger than yours?” Shirley comes back with a question Trude can’t defend herself from with any answer.
“Shut up,” That is all Trude can think of to say in response.
“Fuck me and I will,” Shirley says. “Talking that is.”
“Fine,” Trude agrees as she slowly starts to thrust in and out.
“Come on you need to do it harder than that,” Shirley tells her. “Or is that all you got.”
“You asked for it,” Trude replies and immediately starts to pick up the pace, she doesn’t know why but whenever Shirley poses a challenge she can never say no.
Soon they reach a pace where whenever their hips meet that connect with such force that a loud slap could be heard in the bath. Trude grips Shirley’s hips grunting with the effort of each powerful hard thrust in the Liberion witch. Shirley meanwhile has to grasp the stone railing out of fear of being thrown over the edge as Trude’s thrust are hard enough to cause her feet to leave the ground, but she never complains or asks the Karlsland witch to stop. Moaning, cursing and bucking her hips in response to each thrust Shirley is having the time of her life as Trude’s cock repeatedly fills her.
“Fuck! Like that!” Shirley yells at Trude as she continues to be fucked. Her breasts sway in time with each thrust and as she continues to moan Shirley starts to hear another moan join hers.
“Your… Too loud…” Trude grunts back between thrusts as the fear of being caught enters her mind but not in a significant to make her stop pistoning her hips.
“Scheiße!” “Oh God!”
Both girls can’t help but yell as Trude hits a sweet spot inside Shirley causing please to shoot through the Liberion’s body and her inner walls to tight clench around the Karlsland cock buried deep within her.
“Too… Loud…” Trude reminds her continuing her thrusts.
“Fuck! You were just as loud!” Shirley loudly moans.
Both girls can feel their ends nearing as a pressure bubbles away in their lower stomachs threatening to explode at a moments notice.
“Oh Gott, du fühlst dich so gut!” Trude is the first to go quickly followed by Shirley.
“Oh god!” Shirley explodes her inner walls crushing Trude’s dick as it blows it’s load inside her milking the cock for all its worth.
A clash of metal and both girls turn to see Yoshika and Lynne stood in the pathway that leads to the bath. At their feet is a pair of buckets and in their hands, they hold a couple of mops. Both the Britannia witch and Fuso witch are red in the face but where Lynne turns away Yoshika stares and both Shirley and Trude can see a length grow and harden under the young Fuso witches clothes. Trude and Shirley find themselves paralyzed with Trude still buried in Shirley as a mixture of white cum from Trude and love juices from Shirley drip to the floor beneath their feet.
“Hey girls!” Shirley is the first to recover and calls out to the new arrivals being her usual confident self. “Can you come back in an hour we need to use the bath right now.”
Trude meanwhile goes red in the face and feels like crawling into a hole and dying. “It’s not what it looks like!”
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