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Futa Harem Island Syndrome	By : exfaffy0000 Category: +G to L > Haruhi Suzumiya Views: 30883 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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A Bunny Harem and Party Games

Haruhi sat in her throne, gagged and bound.

Settled into her plush seat, her slim wrists were chained with little slack to her gilded armrests, the stark iron looking out of place against the white cuffs of her bunny outfit. There were thick iron cuffs around her slim ankles too, attached to equally thick chains. There was a little slack to them, but her legs were spread so that she couldn't grind her thighs together. She could only stare helplessly at the procession of debauchery at her feet.

The plush carpet was covered in cushions of every shape, size, and firmness, and in varying shades of red. Atop those cushions, her horny bunnies indulged their desires.

Mikuru and Tsuruya were happily enjoying themselves in Imouto-chan's holes. The little slut was dressed in a pink bunny suit, tailored to her petite frame, the little fluffy pink decorations on her wrists and feet having long since fallen off during Tsuruya and Mikuru's initial attack. Unlike the rest of them, Imouto-chan's outfit didn't have mesh stockings, her bare legs wrapped around Tsuruya's waist. The sound of her cute voice panting and gasping in pleasure as the two older women penetrated her standing was undeniably erotic.

"You're like a little toy, Imoutoslut." Tsuruya sighed, bouncing her body up and down her dick, Mikuru completing the sandwich from behind. "Our little living sextoy."

"Hah...hah...thank you...." panted Imouto-chan in obvious pleasure. "But...when...are you...going...to...put...put me doooownnnn...."

Yuki and Asakura were locked in a heated sixty-nine, as Kimidori masturbated her own cock slowly to the sight, two-handed, palming the head when she felt like it, precum slicking her shaft.

Asakura was gobbling Yuki's cock down her throat like it was the most delicious thing she'd ever tasted. Yuki was on top, putting her experience to use, her lips and tongue working artfully, easily taking Asakura's cock deep. Asakura's leaking cock and dripping wet cunt made her work very sloppy.

Watching them try to one-up each other, Haruhi's frustrations peaked, and not for the first time this night she let out a moan, thrusting her hips out vainly, struggling at her bonds briefly as she ached for stimulation.

They seemed to hear her. Yuki hunkered down with a moan, swallowing as much meat as she could as she drove her own prick into Asakura's face.

Asakura's blue eyes lit up, the makings of a smile around her stretched mouth as she felt the tell-tale swell and spasms of Yuki's impending orgasm.

After a couple of hard, strong thrust into Asakura's eager maw, Yuki let out a long, plaintive whine, her mouth stuffed around Asakura's thick sausage as she came into Asakura's frantically swallowing mouth. Her hips jerked and her cock spasmed as she loosed rope after rope of cum down her wife's eager, happy orifice. Asakura's attitude to her beloved's orgasm could only be called hysterical - her entire expression was alive with joy and she sucked and swallowed, humming and moaning in delight, coaxing Yuki's copious ejaculate out with the intention of wringing her dry, reveling in the sharp taste.

Gasping, Yuki rolled off Asakura, only to receive a face full of Kimidori's cum as she tipped herself over, cumming on the sight and mood, her long thick prick firing long ropes of cum all over Yuki's neck, breasts and panting mouth.

Once she'd wrung herself out, she padded over on all fours, settling her delicate frame over Yuki, licking and kissing her own cum up. They kissed, Kimidori's stiffening in surprise as Asakura introduced her swollen dick into her ass. Their green-haired pet smiled in wordless happiness, relaxing, having long given in to the love and pleasure her two friends could bestow on her. Many nights had she spent between the two of them in that bubble of reality, fucked to a sobbing, cummy mess.

Yuki maneuvered herself under Kimidori, their smooth sweat-slick skin and soft bunny suit material rubbing delightfully together as she pulled Kimidor's butt to her face, driving the green-haired girl's still stiff prick into her mouth so that they could begin a new sixty-nine as Asakura began building up a rhythm in Kimidori's tight, trained ass.

Haruhi did not know how long it had been. She couldn't even remember when and how they'd tied her to the chair. She'd woken up like this, her nose filling with the scent of hot, steamy sex, her ears ringing with their excited, wanton cries. They'd switched positions and partners perhaps a dozen times. Their lust seemed insatiable, their desire for each other's cum driving them to a variety of combinations. It was like a game to them, a competition, the way they tried to make each other cum - 'Who's the sluttiest bunny?' Asakura had commented.

They look so good in the bunny suits, thought Haruhi with a delirious groan, thumping the back of her head to the tall backrest of her throne, her eyes rolling up to stare up at the ceiling. Closing her eyes did nothing, she saw the scene like it had been burned into her mind, the lack of sight just making her other senses sharper.

Mikuru's hypnotic combination of cute and sexy in the original hot red.

Tsuruya in yellow, her long, slim legs a devastation sight when combined with high heels.

Asakura's blue suit was obscene, the way it encased and accentuated her wide hips and full breasts. Kimidori wore bright purple, her sweet countenance at odds with the lewd acts she was performing. Imouto-chan rounded it off, her little body in pink.

The most beautiful girls she'd met were tangled about one another, their legs encased in soft, shimmering stockings, their every curve highlighted in tight, soft, shiny material. Girls she'd gathered to be her pets. Her playthings. Her Harem.

So, why was she the only one wearing a collar!?

Tsuruya pulled out of Imouto-chan, allowing Mikuru to bear her to the ground, cock still imbedded in the tight, silky rear. The buxom young woman continued fucking the little thing as soon as they'd touched ground. Asakura joined her, spearing Imoutoslut in her cunt, her third time tonight. They smiled as they enveloped the small thing between their curvy bodies.

"You're a very horny bunny, Imouto-chan." Tsuruya said, rubbing her cock against her face. "Do you know what bunnies like?"

"Carrots?" Imouto-chan panted tiredly. "But...this bunny likes cocks more...is that alright...?"

"Of course." Mikuru said gently, drawing Imouto-chan's gaze and kissing her firmly, the gentle act at odds with her rough thrusts.

Tsuruya stepped up to Haruhi, navigating her way through the cushions and up the two shallow steps.

"GUaaahhhh..." Haruhi gasped as the ball-gag was removed.

"How about you Haru-yan? Do you like cocks?"

She swallowed. "...Of...course."

"Want a taste?" Tsuruya asked, stepping up boldly, straddling the bound woman, presenting her cock to Haruhi's full lips. It was stiff and erect, angling upwards.

Haruhi panted. Tsuruya's dick was rock hard, wet and glistening from Imouto-chan's juices.

'There is something *wrong* about this,' she thought, watching it throb. There was...a charge in the air. A tension. Like that action had done something, had signaled something. Staring at that cock, she felt distinctly helpless. Apprehension settled over her, and her twat began to wet further. She wanted it.

Her mind hazy with desire, she realized she was almost drooling. She took a long, hard swallow. "W...Will you...let me go?"

Tsuruya's fang lent her smile a mischievous slant. "Sure."

At that, she tentatively leaned in and gave it a slow, long lick, across the bottom to the top, tasting the tangy, sweet taste of Imouto-chan's cunt on it, combined with what was probably a cocktail of Asakura's, Mikuru's and Tsuruya's cum.

She moaned helplessly, licking up the mind-altering substance.

"Mmm...good." Tsuruya said. "Lick it. Get it wet."

Five other shadows fell on her. She stopped. "What-" she began, before bounds were snapped open suddenly and she was pulled up, Asakura and Mikuru on either side of her, Tsuruya grabbing her feet.

Her eyes went wide. "Wait! WAIT STOP!" she cried as she was moved to floor, on her back, her arms held down, her kicks useless. A wide, soft cushion was shoved under her butt, raising her pussy and asshole at an ideal angle for penetration. Yuki and Kimidori came in from the sides, grabbing her legs and spreading them. She struggled, panting, glancing from face to face, and to the stiff pricks that lay in the junction between their thighs.

'Imouto-chan has a cock.' she realized, shocked, watching the little girl stroke a stiff nine-inch dick, easily comparable to all the others, obscene on her small body. 'I didn't...when did I....'

"We're granting your wish." Mikuru said, beaming, her voice and expression gentle, her grip firm. Haruhi felt her warm breath on her ear as she leaned in and purred. "And what a wish it was."

"What...what wish?!"

"This is what you wanted, right?" Tsuruya whispered, tearing the stockings with ease, moving the suit aside and exposing her steamy cunt and pretty pink hole. "All this...."

"W...Wait!" Haruhi cried, a plea the objects of her lust had cried countless times before...and then her mouth stretched in a soundless scream as Tsuruya fed her slick dick into her ass.

"That was just the head, Haru-yan...long way to go." Tsuruya gasped, hands seeking another pillow. She shoved it under Haruhi's pelvis, angling their host's ass up higher.

Mikuru walked up to Haruhi's tearful face, beaming at her. "Mikuru-chan..." Haruhi whispered blinking back tears, but the smiling woman just angled her face upwards and kissed her sweetly. "This is our gift to you, Haruhi." Her buxom wife said happily. "For all that you've done. And no, we don't think we're wrong..." her smile turned a sliver predatory. "...No..." she whispered, slipping her hand down Haruhi's belly to Haruhi's dripping mound. "In fact I think we're right on the mark...."

Tsuruya sighed happily as she sunk her cock into Haruhi's tight, yielding ass as Mikuru forced her tongue down Haruhi's throat, effectively gagging the girl's cries.

Tsuruya's journey was a smooth, tight one, and she marveled at how well she took it. She turned to Yuki, Asakura, Kimidori, and Imouto-chan. "C'mon," she said, grabbing Haruhi's stiff legs by the back of the knees, pushing them as close to her chest as possible, pinning her helplessly to the floor. She blew a sweaty lock of long hair out of her eyes. "What are you all waiting for?"

Mikuru leaned back, holding Haruhi head back as Yuki walked up, straddling her face, gagging her with her stiff length.

"Tonight, you serve us." Tsuruya panted. "...All of us...."

Mikuru smiled, stroking Haruhi's throat as it took Yuki to the root. "After all dear...we are your harem. We do as you wish."

"So good..." Yuki moaned, her back arched and shoulders taut, Haruhi's tongue waggling demurely against her shaft, her gags and chokes stimulating her to no end. "Gooooooood..."

Mikuru got up and straddled Haruhi's chest. Pulling at Haruhi's suit so that it bunched up around her waist, she fondled her beloved's full breasts, eager to try a titfuck. She'd noted that she and Haruhi were about the same size, and had been fascinated with how they would feel wrapped around her dick. Haruhi had particularly asked for titfucks every time they'd engaged in sex, and Mikuru had to admit she'd always wanted to try it. There was an athletic firmness to Haruhi's, different from her own softness. Mikuru's skin was paler too, Haruhi's had just a hint of a gold tan.

She placed her slick cock in the valley between them and lubed herself up. She then wrapped those firm breasts around herself, sighing at he sensation. "Um...It's nice...soft but...firm...Haruhi...your breasts...are so..."

They continued like this for a bit. As much as Mikuru wanted to ride out Haruhi's breasts to a climax, the girl was struggling a bit too much, Asakura and Kimidori having a hard time holding her down.

"Let's flip her over?" Mikuru said, pulling away, her cock standing stiffly.

"No..." Haruhi groaned, her hands held firmly by Asakura's grip as she was placed over her wife's thick spear. "P...please...!"

"I've always wanted your pussy, dear." Mikuru said, as they lowered Haruhi's steaming cunt onto her dick, her nine-incher stroking from the top of Haruhi's labia to the bottom before slipping in completely.

"Ohhhhh...." Haruhi moaned in obvious relief as she was filled. She couldn't help it - she'd been so horny...!

"Hmm, I think we've found the sluttiest bunny here, haven't we?" Asakura said. "Why don't you suck me off you slutty bunny?" She asked, she and Yuki rubbing themselves off against her cheeks.

"Uh, uh, ah...uh....you'll break...meeee." Haruhi cried as Tsuruya bent her over Mikuru, entering her ass again.

"No we won't..." Tsuruya said. "Haru-yan...you're turned on by all this...you want all this...! You won't break..." She smiled. "Unless you want to."

Asakura and Kimidori smiled in bliss, spurting cum all over Haruhi's back. Imouto-chan took Yuki's place and stuffed her dick into Haruhi's tired mouth.

"But even if you do, we don't." Tsuruya sighed. "We want to use these holes forever."

"Say it Haruhi..." Mikuru whispered softly. "Tell us you want it..."

Haruhi's flushed face turned a shade redder, and her lips trembled. "...P...Please." she managed. "Please do it."

"A good start," Asakura panted, licking and kissing the pre-cum and tears off Haruhi's face and then making her way to Yuki. They shared a long wet kiss.

Tsuruya angled Haruhi's eyes up. "Not enough though."

"Come on...Onee-sama..." Imouto-chan whispered, rubbing her hard length on the soft skin of Haruhi's back. She bit at her ear lobe. "...You can do it..."

"I wanna...be...your slave..."

"And?" Tsuruya encouraged excitedly.

"S...Sex toy...."

"And...?" Mikuru whispered kindly.

She was blushing hard, her face red as she bit her lip. "C...cum...dump." She lowered her eyes, her gaze shifty as she looked deep into Mikuru's excited, lusty gaze. "...Please fuck me...every-" Mikuru cut her off with a deep, loving kiss. "Mmph!"

"Mmmmhmm," chuckled Tsuruya. "...You heard her, girls..."

As Mikuru kissed her, Haruhi's found her hands being guided to stiff, pulsing cock. She glanced out of the corner of her eye. Kimidori was smiling at her from the right, wrapping her fingers around her prick.

"Me too." Imouto-chan said, to her left. "Jerk us off, please...Onee-sama..."

"Hurry Tsuruya. I'd like a turn soon." Asakura demanded, stroking her hard cock. Tsuruya dislodged herself courteously, Asakura wasting no time in plugging Haruhi's tight asshole.

"I want it in there too...." Yuki whispered, caressing Haruhi's soft bum as her wife began sodomizing her brutally.

"UWahh!" Haruhi cried, as Asakura's forceful thrusts broke their liplock. Tsuruya fed her prick into her open mouth.

"It seems you have your work cut out for you," Tsuruya said, gripping fistfuls of her short hair and pulling her down, until her lips kissed the skin of her crotch. "Haru-yan!"

Haruhi gasped, as Tsuruya pulled her off her length. "Wait...could..you all...be a little gentler...!" Haruhi whimpered, trying to back her face away as Tsuruya pushed her down again - up and down, up and down. Kimidori and Imouto-chan dragged her unresponsive hands up and down their shafts.

Someone giggled. Asakura. "Gentler? You mean harder...?" She leaned back and began power-pistoning her dick into her hole, shaking Haruhi's hot, tight body with every thrust.

"HUAaaaahhhh...n...n...nooo!"

"Ohh!" Mikuru moaned as Haruhi's pussy came to life around her, cumming hard. "She came!" Mikuru cried out triumphantly.

"So now we know how to tell when *Haruhi-sama* isn't being honest..." Asakura purred, leaning over and pressing her heavy bosom against Haruhi's back. "...I say we bang her until her top mouth says the same thing as her other mouth!"

"As if that wasn't the plan...!" Tsuruya giggled, slapping her dick into Haruhi's face.

"Leave her mouth," suggested Asakura. "I want to hear her scream...!"

"But what about me, nyoro-n." Tsuruya asked plaintively, fucking her prick into Haruhi's face again. "Ohhh...this irrumatio thing is great...."

They fucked her like that, extracting pleasure from Haruhi from whatever hole and position they were in. Tsuruya in her mouth, Mikuru in her pussy, Asakura fucking her ass, Yuki and Imouto forcing Haruhi to give them handjobs, Kimidori jacking herself off, rubbing her cock into Haruhi's upturned ass. She was hugging Asakura, who heaped verbal abuse and dirty commentary upon the focus of their gangbang.

"Your ass...is...amazing, Suzumiya-san." Asakura smiled. "Truly an ass fit for to be a cumdump."

"Hm...I want to try it too." Kimidori sighed, leaning her head into Asakura as she stroked herself off.

"Me too." Yuki said.

Imouto-chan groaned her assent.

Tsuruya jerked her head up, looking to Mikuru. It was probably time for one of the ideas she and Mikuru had brainstormed one fuck session. "Okay, company halt. You all know how Haruhi likes anal, right?"

Asakura nodded. "She seems to have a distinct fascination with it, yes." She said, tossing a dirty look at their thoroughly fucked 'Queen'.

"Well," Tsuruya said. "Why don't we show her how much we appreciate her interest?" She gestured to the Throne.

They pulled away, lifting her, tying her to her throne once more, but this time she was on her knees, her wrists pinned above her to the backrest, bent over the seat, her ass raised.

"Line up everyone." Tsuruya said giggling. "All aboard the anal train."

"You...you can't be...serious!" Haruhi cried, Mikuru leaning over her and biting her ear, feeding her cockhead into her ass.

"Do you remember the first time you did me in the ass, dear?" Mikuru asked, humping her thick cock into Haruhi's tightness. "You were so careful at first, but one round couldn't satisfy you. We were both so horny. You got rougher," she humped her hard, "And rougher," she humped her harder, "and rougher!" She kissed the top of Haruhi's head. "I loved it. I was too shy then to admit it."

After a lengthy intimate fuck, it was Asakura's turn. There was nothing pleasant or merciful in the way she fucked her. Gripping her asscheeks with two hands, the closet sadist spread her wide open, taking great delight in finding out how loud she could make Haruhi cry. Once she'd had her fill, she moved off, allowing Imouto-chan to push past her.

The little girl couldn't believe how lucky she was, and she said so, eagerly sinking her adult-sized futanari cock into her sister's rear. Haruhi bent her head, shame and arousal twisting itself together as she heard the 'praise' Imouto-chan heaped on her, the same 'praise' she'd given the little girl on many occasions. Imouto-chan came, unable to hold herself back. She seemed ready for another round, but Kimidori tapped her on the shoulder.

Kimidori was gentle. Haruhi could not believe how gentle she was as she slowly fucked Haruhi, seemingly interested in savoring the experience as much as possible. Once she felt the others growing impatient, she withdrew, letting Yuki take a turn.

When Yuki clamped onto her behind, Haruhi knew she was in for a rough screw. The little girl panted and groaned quietly as she fucked Haruhi's ass lengthily, everyone else giving her the space. She pulled off and passed it on to Tsuruya after dumping a hot load into her warm depths.

'I'm...I'm melting...' Haruhi groaned, sometime after the third or fourth rotation, no longer able to comprehend who was fucking her, only that she was being fucked. 'My...my brain...is...my...my ass...is....'

They lost count of how many times they rotated, each of them trying to balance the extraction of pleasure and the desire to last. It was especially difficult for them to keep it in when Haruhi began screaming, begging for them to stimulate her pussy.

Mikuru was the last to cum, her lips pressed to their fucktoy's back, groaning her adoration.

Haruhi was a limp, sloppy mess, cum trailing from her still tight hole, her pert rear jerking and shaking in orgasm. Her mouth was open and drooling, her eyes gazing sightlessly at the backrest.

"Oh god, she's still so tight," Asakura purred, spreading their cumdump's asscheeks, her voice thick with lust. "What's next?"

"Heh heh. Double penetration of course! Everyone pair up!" Tsuruya called, walking forward as Mikuru untied Haruhi, who jolted at the idea, a dizzy, panicked expression working onto her slack drooling face.

"Nuh...nuuhhh..." she groaned. "Puh...please...my...pussy...."

"Oh don't worry you poor thing, you'll get it in your pussy." Tsuruya lay down onto a bed of cushions helping Haruhi onto her cock.

Mikuru helped her sink down, Tsuruya hugging the barely responsive woman to her, their plush breasts squeezing together, hard nipple to nipple. Mikuru then settled over them, entering Haruhi's ass from above. They fucked her until her wet cunt was dripping with consecutive orgasms, until her body was limp and she was drooling into Tsuruya's kissing mouth, and then they relented.

"The next pair...please...please get ready." Mikuru panted, her sweet voice heavy with pleasure.

"Nuh...next...?" Haruhi gurgled.

Asakura and Kimidori had been lying down beside them, masturbating. Mikuru got up, thick, hot cum trailing slowly from Haruhi's hole, and allowed them to pull Haruhi over, onto her back, her head rolling back. Kimidori spread her legs wide as Asakura fit her cock into her ass and screwed her on to it. Kimidori pushed her down, Asakura's cheek pressed to the back of her head, and penetrated her tight pussy.

After screwing her as thoroughly as the previous pair, Asakura's rough thrusts at odds with Kimidori's soft, slow ones, they passed her onto Yuki and Imouto, who fucked her with relentless, youthful energy. They rolled her back down to Asakura and Kimidori, who in turn rolled her back to Tsuruya and Mikuru.

Haruhi felt like a sexdoll - she was definitely being treated like one, rolling from her back to her stomach, passed back and forth from one pair to another - nothing more than a warm, wet place place for them to dump their cum.

It took a cum or two, but they were sated. Exhausted physically, they all took their time recovering. While they rested, they watched Yuki, who seemed inexhaustible as she thrust her hips into Haruhi again and again, happy to have her ass all to herself. There was such a buildup of cum in her two holes that she dripped with it constantly, Yuki's thrusts loud, wet squelches.

Tsuruya panted, propped up on pillows. She groaned as she watched Yuki fuck their slave. "Do these things ever run dry?" she demanded, looking down at her painfully throbbing dick.

Mikuru giggled, fondling her childhood friend's dick. "If you're hard, then no."

"I'm hard..." Imouto-chan sighed, her head in Mikuru's lap. "I'm tired though."

"It all depends on how horny we are then?" Asakura asked, Kimidori masturbating her slowly.

"Yup."

A thoughtful silence settled over them.

"N...no more...Yuki...no..." Haruhi gasped, as Yuki moved from her cunt to her mouth.

"Suck." Yuki said. "You're not sucking."

Tsuruya blinked. "Hey...what say...that we give Haruhi some...fellatio training? For a person who likes to 'train' people, she's not exactly amazing. I was getting off more on her throat than her technique."

"Hmm...you're right," Mikuru said. "Yuki? Would you volunteer?"

Yuki liked the idea, nodding immediately, allowing Haruhi to drop to the floor, her cheek against the wet carpet.

She sat, spreading her legs wide into an m-shape. "Come on." She crooned, her prick wet, stiff and waiting.

Haruhi stood on shaky feet, or tried to, anyway. Cum flowed from her pussy and ass, down her leg, and splattering onto the floor in wet clumps. She sat again with a resigned sigh.

Tsuruya and Mikuru came from both sides, hooked her arms around their slim shoulders, giggling. They helped her over to Yuki, pushing her to Yuki's erect cock.

"Start with the basics...what's the first thing she should do Yuki?" Tsuruya asked.

Haruhi knew, and she peered up at Yuki in shy embarrassment, her gaze shifting from the cock to Yuki's lustful gaze.

"She knows." Yuki said.

Tsuruyu smiled, taking Haruhi by the chin, placing a finger on her full lips. "What should you do, Haruhi?"

Haruhi blushed, her lips puckered up in a sexy pout.

"She should kiss it hello." Yuki said.

"Go on," Asakura said impatiently, as she stared at Yuki's dick. She licked her lips. She wanted some of that right now. Kimidori pecked her on the cheek, giggling at her impatience. Looking abashed, Asakura's expression mellowed out somewhat. The green-haired young woman leaned down and sucked Asakura's dong into her mouth. She wasn't too interested in the proceedings. Asakura stroked her hair in thanks, happy for the stimulation as she watched the show.

"Kiss it." Yuki insisted, and Haruhi leaned forward, her cheeks red, puckering up to place a sweet kiss on the hard spongy tip.

"Now...lick..." Mikuru instructed, watching Haruhi tilt her head to kiss and lick the sides.

She began taking initiative, taking the shaft in her hands and jerking Yuki off, swirling her tongue around.

"Remembering what you taught?" Tsuruya teased happily.

"Too...much!" Yuki whispered, her hips writhing under the stimulation Haruhi was providing to the head.

"Slow down!" Mikuru admonished, stroking her own dick into Imouto-chan's cunt as the cute little girl bit back her moans.

Watching her strong Onee-sama felate Yuki with such a demure expression was really just too stimulating a sight for the little girl.

"Do you love sucking cock, Haru-yan?" Tsuruya asked.

Haruhi's tongue was out and licking as Yuki griped her by the hair, using her face to rub her shaft. "...I do..."

"That's good...you're going to be doing it for a long time..."

"Okay, now all of us." Mikuru said, taking Haruhi by the elbow and pushing her onto a large soft stack of cushions. She placed the bunny ears back on her head. "Now you're a proper little suckbunny."

"Hah, hah...a...all of you?" Haruhi panted, a note of pleading in her voice as they surrounded her. A dick was pushed into her hair, another appeared next to her chin. Three were stroked right in front of her face, their spongy blunt heads jostling for her mouth's attention.

"Yes, all," Asakura said shortly, grabbing the back of Haruhi's head and guiding her face to her cock. She sighed as she slipped her cock in, rolling her hips until she was gagging Haruhi with her thick shaft. "You see, I don't think I have the patience to queue up for your slutty mouth, so please apply yourself."

"The goal is to make us cum," panted Mikuru, placing one of Haruhi's hands on her cock and helping her stroke.

"The lesson's become a full-on practical, huh?" Tsuruya panted cheerfully. "...Me now, Haru-yan!"

Haruhi tried her best to manage the cocks being pushed into her face, using her hands and mouth and switching whenever anyone vocalized their impatience, internalizing their criticisms.

"Suzumiya-san, you aren't sucking me hard enough." Asakura crooned, her tone disappointed. She stifled a gasp as Haruhi picked up the pace. "Ohh...yes...better."

"Stroke me more like this," Mikuru whispered, taking Haruhi's hand in hers and showing her how she liked it.

"Use...use you tongue more." Yuki whispered. "Take me deeper."

"Your skin feels so nice," Kimidori whispered, her voice so soft it was like the gentle ring of a wind chime.

"Your lips...ooohhh...." Tsuruya sighed. "Yeah, lick the underside...."

"I...I want to cum in your hair, Onee-sama...."

Despite how hard she tried to serve everyone's needs, she could feel their desires growing, her ability to manage them slowly but surely slipping away. "There are too many-" she tried, but Asakura shoved her cock in meanly.

"If you have time to complain, dear, you have time to suck." The woman said, her tone gentle, her thin smile not.

Tsuruya laughed. "Hoo, scaaary. But she has a point. Besides you're doing well Haru-yan." Tsuruya said, as Haruhi jacked her off at just the right pace, her left hand on Mikuru's, while Yuki, Imouto and Asakura vied for her mouth. Kimidori stroked herself, content with odd turns.

"Really well...ooh...you're soo good Haruhi...I'm...I'm actually getting close," Mikuru admitted.

"Me too." Tsuruya said. "Haru-yan, you're...you're really d...doing well. Hey, everyone, if you think she's about to make you come, you better pull back...can't make this too easy for her...."

Everyone voiced or nodded some form of distracted agreement. Pre-cum flowed almost freely from their dicks, as the short-haired girl below them sucked them off, her orange hair-ties and long black bunny ears swaying as she bobbed her head and moved from prick to prick frantically. She was a mess, the pre-cum from all six dicks slowly becoming thicker and more sticky, trails of it running from her mouth.

"Mmm...what...sloppy work, Suzumiya-san...." Asakura said, her tone motherly and mocking. "...You should see yourself...."

Haruhi remembered that there was a large mirror next to the throne, and with a tentative glance, she saw herself between the press of bodies, her expression haggard underneath a glaze of pre-cum and saliva, a deep blush of arousal across her face, her normally bright eyes drunk with lust. She was a disgrace. The mass of feminine bodies pressed in again, and her view was once again blocked by a futanari groin - Tsuruya again?

"Hm." Tsuruya said. "You sure are a fast learner." She smiled. "But...don't you all think it's time for some kind of test?"

Asakura brightened. She leaned in to Tsuruya, pressing her body to the other girl, eyeing Haruhi with a smirk as she whispered a terribly naughty idea to her.

Haruhi watched with deep chagrin, sensing the irony.

Tsuruya laughed. "Okay. That's hot. Imouto-chan, could you look for a blindfold? Haru-yan, close your eyes. It'll help you if you do it quickly."

"W...what?"

"Close. Your. Eyes. Please." Asakura said sweetly, using her turgid length to slap Haruhi's face back and forth with every word.

Haruhi closed her eyes, a slight, melancholic pout to her lips.

"Don't open them, or you'll get punished~" she heard Tsuruya sing.

"I found a blindfold." Imouto-chan said, having come back from her search.

"Good, good," Tsuruya said. Haruhi felt it being tied around her head.

"There!" Tsuruya said. "Okay, you all know what to do? Go."

A cock was pushed into her mouth. She accepted it.

"Haru-yan. Who's cock is that?" Tsuruya asked.

"Hurm?" she uttered, blushing. They...they wanted her to guess?

"Tick-tock, Haru-yan."

She used her tongue tentatively, the cock swelling in response. How could she tell? She couldn't really distinguish the taste of the precum yet. The size...she sank herself down, counting the inches as she did.

"Very...goood...Haru-yan...you have such a smart head on your pretty body."

'Four...five...six...seven...' she counted, her lips meeting the groin. She drew back, pulling off the thick rod with a slurp. "Um...Mi...Mikuru?"

Silence.

"That's right!" Mikuru said.

"Onee-sama, amazing!"

"Wow." Yuki's quiet voice came. "I don't think even I can..."

"Ara ara." Asakura said. "What a huge slut."

Haruhi blushed, indignant, reaching up to snatch the blindfold off. "You asked me to-"

"Don't open your eyes!" Tsuruya cautioned.

Her hand faltered. "You...you asked me to...."

"Yes we did," Tsuruya said. "And you did great! Someone tie her hands behind her too."

After she was bound, a spongy head was pressed to her lips, seeking entrance.

Haruhi welcomed it in with her questing tongue. She sank her lips down counting. She had some difficulty - this was a long one, and thick, as they all were. Asakura's? Tsuruya's? Kimidori's? How had she made them again?

She pulled off. "Um. Could I...go again? It's...a little hard to count...."

Silence. "A giggle. Sure."

She sank again. Was it harder this time or was that her imagination? Wait, was this even the same cock? It felt so different. She switched to centimetres. "Asakura-san?"

Another giggle. "Wrong." Tsuruya said. "Punishment time. Any ideas?"

"Facefuck her." Asakura said.

Without preamble, a pair of hands grabbed her, she wasn't sure whose, holding her steady. "Wa...wait!" she cried, as she was stuffed, gagging on the thick, precum-leaking prick.

After a lengthy amount of time, Tsuruya called the punishment to a halt. Haruhi gasped, as her head was released, coughing drool and pre-cum.

"Whose...whose was that?" Haruhi asked.

"You don't get to know." Tsuruya said, happily.

"Then...then how do I win!?" Haruhi pleaded, flinching as a new cock was pressed against her cheek from the side.

"If you guess all of us in a row." Mikuru said. "How's that, everyone?"

A collective murmur of assent.

It took Haruhi a long time. By the time she had managed it, she was dizzy from a lack of oxygen, her throat sore, her lips rose-red. And the pre-cum, the pre-cum that she had made to make anyone who smelt it or drank it horny, was free-flowing.

'I'm...drunk on it.' She realized, the thought drifting in like a fluffy white cloud. She squeezed her spasming cunt between her thighs. 'I...I'm on a cum-high.'

They went two at a time, three at a time, never giving her a pause, frantic in their quest for her mouth.

"Suck, Suzumiya."

They were going to cum, Haruhi realized dizzily. The game was over, she had won, she was sure. They had made it difficult as it wore on, giving her a time limit, or only allowing her to use her tongue, or making her guess by laying the weight of it across her face, but she'd won.

She'd won...but she hadn't had even a second to articulate that victory. After the fifth time she tried to say 'I won', she realized it didn't matter. They knew. And it had made them very, very horny, that they'd made her so acquainted with their dicks that she could guess whose cock she was sucking on with her eyes closed.

'I'm...I'm a good cocksucker....' she thought. The idea gave her pleasure. She sucked at Asakura's cock, kissing it as it withdrew.

Imouto-chan - she thought, as she accommodated her dick into her mouth. The little dickgirl was now humping Haruhi's face.

"Not yet...control yourself." Mikuru said, pulling her away. She heard the little girl try to get her breathing back in order, before sighing a soft 'Un.'

"I think we're...all...close to breaking point!"

Tsuruya. Her voice was strained. "Hey, everyone...don't you think she deserves...a reward...?"

The blindfold was pulled off, and Haruhi blinked in the light. All above her, her harem stared down, eyes dilated with lust and excitement, not a single speck of mercy in them. They'd teased and pleasured themselves enough. They were crazy with the need to cum.

Haruhi was pushed down onto her back, the dick she was sucking gamely withdrawing from her mouth with a drunk 'mwaaaaa'. The six dickgirls crowded around, shoving their pricks all over her face. All of them were stroking furiously, all of them on their knees around her. Haruhi licked and sucked at whichever she could get to.

"Don't look so anxious Suzumiya-san." Asakura said, stroking her dick one-handed. Her other arm was wrapped around Kimidori, who was jerking off serenely, lost in the press of warm bodies, eyes half-lidded. "We'll give you what you want. We're going to bukkake that slutty face of yours until you can't see."

"Oh this is...going to be...good!" Tsuruya gasped.

"Ohhh...ohhh!" Yuki cried softly.

"Onee-sama!" Imouto panted. "Going to go on your face, Onee..sama!"

"Suck on mine a little...!" Mikuru gaped. "...Just a little...!"

"Can't...!" mumbled Haruhi, as the six cocks were rubbed all over her cheeks, forehead, hair, and lips, under her chin, at her neck - all of them trying to gain entrance into her mouth. "Please...! I...can't suck all...!"

"Do you regret how you made these cocks, Suzumiya-san?" Asakura panted. "I think this is going to be massive! Youd...better...close...your...eyes...!"

Imouto-chan was the first, but it was hard to tell really. She came hard, whispering her adoration of her elder sister as she ejaculated the first warm load wildly. Strings and drops painted Haruhi's face haphazardly, as she landed her hot, thick loads directly on her face.

Kimidori's orgasm was more controlled, her eyes lustful and wild, her motions not. The tea-haired girl let loose a number of high-volume, subdued shots that splattered thickly and painted Haruhi across her hair and forehead. Her eyes struggled to remain open and she bit her lip to stifle her cries.

Asakura masturbated with furious expression, her eyebrows furrowed, her mouth opening in silent 'oh's as she peaked, spurting all over one side of Haruhi's face, ear and neck. Mikuru was next and her load was unashamedly massive. She bent over, her beautiful lashes closed over her eyes, her chin up and her cute mouth open, trying not to obstruct the aim of the others as she unloaded shot after shot into the side of her wife's face. Tsuruya came too at mostly the same time, and she let herself go happily, in her ex-schoolmate's hair and forehead, rubbing the bottom of her sensitive glans into Haruhi's silky, rapidly-soaking hair. Yuki demanded for Haruhi to open her mouth, and got most of her load there...the others, enjoying the the longest climaxes they'd ever experienced, began aiming there too. Their orgasm seemed to be lengthen every time they watched each other cum on Haruhi's face, leading to a height of pleasure they'd never been able to reach.

"Swallow!" Yuki whined, the others echoing her order in some way, losing themselves in girlish groans and whimpers, riding out what felt like a never-ending ejaculation all over Haruhi's large chest and face as she gulped down their loads helpessly.

By the time they were done, their knees were weak, and so they pressed against each other for support as they basked in the afterglow, their lusty, tired gazes trying to focus on the target of their affection. There were six of them, but when they regained full control of their sight, they found that Haruhi looked like a fifty cocks had cum on her. Her hair was mostly soaked with it, and she breathed through her mouth. Her shoulders were wet with cum too, as were her breasts. She was coated with the hot stuff, dripping with it, her eyelids half-closed, her eyes rolled back, her mouth open in an expression of helpless, confused lust as she say limp and panting. The scent of all that cum, designed by her to reduce whoever drank it into a sopping horny mess, was all over her - her face, ears, and stomach. Ass, pussy, hair and skin. Her limp body shook with orgasm after orgasm helplessly.

"Oh my." Kimidori said, and Asakura giggled meanly, fondling her wet shaft.

"Look how much you spilt, Suzumiya-san. You'll have to work on that, at least."

Mikuru leaned over and kissed their cumdump hard, stimulating Haruhi's clit with the hand not supporting her weight, eyes widening as she felt her beloved cumming her brains out. Yuki leaned down and slipped her cock into Haruhi's spasming cunt, and began fucking at a leisurely, steady pace.

Tsuruya grinned, hugging a near comatose Imouto-chan to her side. "...Who's still hard raise your hand nyoro-n!~"

Haruhi let out a long, desperate, plaintive moan into Mikuru's mouth, as all hands went up.

"Awright! To the hot springs!~"

Haruhi's Harem: End

Well that's it, I'm glad I've finished it. I took a little longer to write it on purpose, wanted to make sure it was as polished and tight as I could make it. The end result is...better, I suppose. It's been rough but I pulled through. The materialization of this scene was pretty much what was driving me the past few chaps.

I wonder if it's too long. It definitely feels like the raunchiest thing I've written (well, as raunchy as vanilla can be). Thanks for reading, hope it's something you can come back to!
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