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Gainax Club S	By : TentacleFan Category: -Misc Anime > Crossovers Views: 13693 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Gainax Club S

A Cross-over Erotic Fanwork

Chapter 9 : Good To The Last Drop

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.

Night had once again fallen on the city of Tokyo. The red hued lights that lit up the Gainax Club were like a beacon in the dark of the evening. The building was quite impressive in it's own right and lit up as it was only added to it's majesty. It was certainly not uncommon to see a limousine pulling into the drive as one currently was. Circling the fountain in the circle drive the long black vehicle came to a stop directly in front of the building. The driver quickly exited and made his way to the passenger door where he opened it for the occupants to exit. A sizable group, twelve in total, exited the vehicle. They were all dressed uniformly in plain suits that marked them as businessmen. The group clustered on the sidewalk which led from the drive up to the front doors of the club. The driver climbed back into the vehicle and pulled away until called upon to return to pick them up.

One of their number emerged from the cluster of office men. He was a little different from the others. He seemed to be a leader with a bit more presence than the men he traveled with. “Come on boys! We have a special reservation tonight.” He rubbed his hands together excitedly as he addressed them. Turning towards the club he climbed the few stairs before him and headed towards the club's entrance. The cluster of office drones began to follow after him quickly. Reaching the doors he pressed inside through the foyer to the desk at the entrance of the club proper.

Having heard their entrance Miss Shikijo was waiting at the side of the desk to meet them. Tonight she was clad in a brown demi bra which pressed her large breasts up and together giving a perfect view of the field of cleavage on display. A matching pair of brown bikini cut panties hugged her wide sexy hips and when she turned to bend over the desk for a moment to grab her clipboard they hugged her broad curvaceous ass. She also wore a garter belt around her waist with the straps running down over her panties to hold up a pair of stockings which clung perfectly to her curvy legs. The stockings led down her legs to a pair of black six inch stiletto heels with only a thin strap around her ankle and a thin band across her toes.

The men, other than the one seeming to take charge of things, all openly stared at the sexy majordomo who stood before them. She could feel their gazes across her body and she basked in the knowledge of their desire as she took a moment to look over her paperwork. “Everything is in order gentlemen. The setup is near complete. If you'll follow me I'll show you a place you can wait while I make sure your girl is ready for you.” She turned and strutted away to the sound of her heels clacking. The men eagerly followed, some of them pushing to get to the lead to better watch her glorious ass sway back and forth as she walked.

They reached a grouping of couches which had a clear view of the stage that stood near the center of the club. “If you'll wait here a moment I'll check on the accommodations.” As Miss Shikijo made her way to the side hall the men grabbed the available seats. Their faces turned to amazement as they looked up and saw the show already in progress. There was a single pole tonight at center stage. Upon it hung both Panty and Stocking. The sisters were known as the angels of the pole, a name which had more than one meaning to those who knew the club well. Stocking was hanging from the stripper pole by one leg and one hand, her other limbs swung out away from the pole as she hung there. Her body was up against the pole and it pressed into the side of her left breast as she clung to it. The only garments she wore tonight were a pair of light blue cotton panties and a stockings with horizontal stripes alternating blue and black.

Panty was also on this pole and hung upside down with her legs locking around it at her knees. She was only wearing a pair of panties and nothing else. In her case they were a pink pair with a small bow on the front center of them and three rows of frill that ran horizontally across her ass. Her long blonde hair hung down almost to the floor. In the position they were clinging on the pole their faces were level with each others crotches. Panty whispered up to her, “Hey, Stocking. While I'm down here, want me to eat you out? You gotta do me too though.” Stocking giggled as she said, “Panty, you're such a dirty whore.” Panty shot back, “That's rich coming from a slut who'll fuck for pastries.” As they bickered in their usual playful manner Panty flipped back over so she hung right side up again.

The next stage of their dance upon the pole involved Panty moving around so she hung behind Stocking. Her breasts pressed against the blue haired woman's back. There she began to grind her crotch against Stocking's ass suggestively. Slow thrusts of her hips pressed her sex against her pole dancing partners cheeks. Their limbs not currently wrapped around the pole entwined each others bodies. Sensing the crowd was eating out of their hands now they upped the ante. Panty's hand tilted Stocking's head back so that they gazed upon each other. She moved closer to Stocking till their lips brushed. Tongues danced out licking at each others lips before finally they pressed together in a sensual deep kiss. The crowd, including the group awaiting Miss Shikijo's return, went wild in response. They lingered there a few moments before breaking off and lowering themselves down from the pole. Standing next to each other they took a bow, bare breasts swaying as they dipped. Each descended a different side of the stage to work the crowd a bit.

Panty approached the gathered group of businessmen with a smile on her face. She gave them a little wave as they ogled the site of the nearly naked performer. She saw that Mahoro and Nadia were currently on waitress duty. The spunky blue haired Mahoro was clad in her white bunny suit with it's black hose. As Mahoro began to inquire about drink orders Panty teased the men. “We have just about any drink you might like. I don't have any milk for you however.” As she said it she cupped her breasts atop her crossed arms pressing them up and out towards the group. Shooting them a seductive look she added, “I wouldn't mind if someone wanted to check to be sure though.” She hadn't heard the click of heels as Miss Shikijo had appeared behind her. “They'll be providing the milk for their particular event actually,” Miss Shikijo pointed out. Panty caught her meaning immediately, “Yum, what room should I get to?” Miss Shikijo smirked as she replied, “I appreciate the enthusiasm but this one isn't your job. They get our little princess.” Panty looked let down as she heard the news. “Well, fuck.” She shrugged, “Have fun tonight boys.” Turning to go in search of prey she flipped her hair as she looked back at them. With a blown kiss and a wink she then waved over her shoulder before walking away, her panty clad ass wiggling as she left.

Miss Shikijo gave them a moment to remember she had returned before addressing the group. “Thank you for your patience. I trust you found the distractions entertaining? I'm happy to report your entertainment awaits if you'll just follow me.” The men rose and followed as she led them to one of the side halls. They traveled a short ways to an unmarked wooden door. Opening it she led them in to what appeared to be a locker room. There were benches in the center of the room and numerous lockers lined the walls. “Here you can store your clothing. When you're ready you can go through the door in the back of the room. I'll head on back.” She went on into the next room. One by one the men filtered into the room. They began to strip down from their suits. Soon the room was filled with a dozen men in their boxers, briefs and even a few in boxer-briefs. Opening their lockers they began to store their clothing in them when they noticed each contained a loop of string from which hung a white card with a number written on it. The seeming leader of the group explained. “You are all members of a team. And as we all know, the team that plays together stays together.” Some of the group silently questioned if this was really about that or if their boss just had a personal fetish he felt the need to involve them in. No one cared to question him about it however.

The last of the men other than the boss placed his number around his neck. Then he did as well. His group looked at it and started chuckling. “What's so funny?” he questioned. Looking down he saw his number was twelve. One of them pointed out, “Looks like you're the last one boss.” He grumbled for a moment then reached into the locker. Fishing a pen out of his jacket pocket he flipped the card over and wrote upon it. It said Boss. Having another thought he quickly scribbled in Big above it so it read Big Boss. Smiling broadly he said, “That's much better.” The men had another chuckle then began to move towards the next room.

Opening the door revealed an interior room with a padded floor. It was lit by inset ceiling lights and was very plain with no other notable features. Inside the room stood Miss Shikijo. Next to her knelt another girl. When the group filed in and saw her there was an audible murmur from them. “She's so cute!” “She'll be the one servicing us?” “She works here?” Those were some of the comments overheard. The girl in question was quite petite. She had light brown skin that gave her a somewhat exotic appearance, especially contrasted with her hair which depending on the light varied from appearing a platinum blonde to almost a silver in hue. Her hair was cut short, only going partially down her neck. A high forehead left no hair concealing her cute yet serious face. She had thin eyebrows that matched her hair in color and golden irises which glimmered in the light of the room as she looked at the group. Her outfit was a Japanese school-style swimsuit. The simple dark blue one-piece hugged her body revealing breasts, that though not as large as some of the other club workers, were quite perky. Further down they hugged her hips and revealed the curve of her very tight ass and the slight revelation of her camel-toe between her legs. Right below her breasts a white name tag was stitched to the front of her outfit. It said “Lal'C” upon it.

Miss Shikijo smiled as they joined her. “Here we are gentlemen. Lal'C here will be taking care of your needs for the evening. The requested item is here.” She motioned to a small wooden stool which stood next to Lal'C. Upon it sat a clear glass mug of considerable size. “You can let me know when you're finished up here. Please do enjoy the club's amenities.” After lingering a moment to ensure no one had any other questions she exited the room. The men formed a half circle around Lal'C as they looked her over. Their self named Big Boss approached her. He squatted and inspected her with an inquisitive eye. Seeming satisfied with what he was seeing he asked, “You know what to do right?” Lal'C nodded. She had been given the instructions of just what it was he had arranged. He raised one hand and snapped his fingers. “#1 get over here.” “Yes boss,” came the reply as the man scrambled over. “Go on and be the first. Set a good example for your team today.” A little nervous at being chosen to be first he still replied, “Yes sir.” Stepping in front of the brown skinned girl he pulled his semi-erect cock out over the top of his boxers. He was reaching for it to stroke himself to full erection when her small dark skinned hands took hold of his member. She began to stroke and tease him with her fingers and felt him growing erect in response.

That serious look upon her face intensified as he moved closer to it. Opening her mouth she didn't hesitate to plunge down on the cock. Working her way up and down his shaft sometimes it would go in at an angle causing one of her cheeks to bulge out to the side. When it slide in deeper #1 could feel the tightness as her throat teased his tip. Overcoming her gag reflex Lal'C kept pumping the man's shaft in and out of her mouth trying to pleasure him to release. While she was busy, focused on the blow-job she had missed that #'s 2 & 3 had approached, summoned by their “Big Boss.” Seeing them standing there stroking their members she reached out a hand towards each and began to pump their dicks for them. Aggressively she attacked all three of them. The brown skinned girl had a lot to handle so she tried to expedite matters. The grunts and groans of the men as their cocks were sucked and stroked filled the room. It joined the murmur of the crowd behind them enjoying the spectacle.

The first could only hold out so long. Her skill at oral was well trained and within minutes he was on the verge of release. Lal'C felt the mug as it pressed against her stomach. The boss was handing it to her. She released the other two cocks for now as she took hold of the glass handle of the mug. Pulling back she let the cock slide from between her lips. The hand not holding the mug grasped it and began to pump now holding the tip towards the glass receptacle. A thick load of cum shot out suddenly splashing against the bottom of the glass. The man moaned as he came feeling his balls pump his seed into the mug. Several more shots of thick virile cum pumped in after that. The smell of sex wafted up from the mug to greet Lal'C's nose. She had no time to think about it however. Placing the mug between her legs on the floor she returned to #'s 2 & 3. Two was next to receive her blow-job She dived onto cock with abandon sucking him off like there was no tomorrow. Her head bobbed up and down on him trying to increase the speed with which she got the men off. Three put his hand on hers and helped to stroke his cock while he waited his turn for release. He didn't have to wait long.

Two proved to have less willpower to stave off the tide and receive her oral pleasures as long as #1 had. Within a minute she had him whimpering and ready for release. She held up the mug once more pointing the tip of his cock inside. More seed flowed filling the cup a bit further and joining his teammates. He watched as she milked the last of his load out and then stepped back to allow yet another to approach. # 3 proved a bit more resilient holding on for almost two minutes before she felt him nearing release and knew she'd need to ready the mug so as not to get a mouthful. It wasn't time for that yet. Another load joined the first two in the mug as she gripped the shaft at the base and worked her fingers down it's length. She could now smell the rising scent of sex even when the mug was set back on the ground between her thighs.

Numbers four and five had approached and received a hand on each cock as her head bobbed back and forth between the two of them. This twin attack blow-job had the expected result as both mean neared release together. Placing the stool between them she set the mug on top of it and pumped both of them over it together. Nearly simultaneously their jizz shot into the cup. As each man finished giving his contribution they stepped back into the crowd of their teammates. Lal'C noted that the next would be half way. She was starting to feel it as she had already sucked so many of them off. With a look of determination in her eyes she dived onto #6 with determination. She went on the attack with some deep-throat thinking it would bring him off all the quicker. Still crouched nearby and watching Big Boss grinned. “Now she's really getting serious!” Closing her eyes she teased the cum right out of # 6 having him practically trembling with desire as he felt her throat around his shaft. When she slid him back out and began to pump his cock into the mug he let out a tortured sigh at the sudden loss of the warm wetness and impossible tightness he had just experienced. Like the others before he gave up several shots of off-white cum joining his teammates gifts where all their little swimmers played together.

Number seven came up for his turn quickly after and though she was able to repeat her success against Six with her deep-throat skills she was left gasping for breath as she lightly gripped his ball sack coaxing the semen out of him into her container. She tried again with Eight and found him a bit more stalwart. He took longer to get off even with her powerful deep-throat technique at her disposal. Her head was swimming as she pumped his cock over the lip of the mug. The smell of masculinity and sex was overpowering now. She realized she was sitting in a pool of her own cunt juice at this point. She had been preoccupied and missed the fact she was getting off as she sucked all that cock. Likewise her nipples poked at the front of her swimsuit as her breasts rose and fell in her attempts to catch her breath. Lal'C had missed Nine coming up and felt his cock as it rubbed against her lips trying to make it's way inside that mouth it had been waiting for. She opened up and let him in. She had lost count and didn't recall how many were left now. This one she opted not to deep-throat It proved a prudent move as in her condition she failed to realize when he was about to cum. Nine grunted as he suddenly let loose his blast of cum right into her mouth. She felt the warm salty fluid fill her mouth as it sprayed out inside her. She kept her lips wrapped around him as he blew the entirety of his load. The boss jumped in at this point. “Don't let it spill or swallow it.” As Nine pulled out the boss held the mug up to her lips. Lal'C opened her lips and let the cum spill out joining the rest. She was gasping for breath as she swallowed the little that didn't go into the mug.

Was she done? That was what was on her mind as she looked up. Ten was waiting alongside Eleven. She took a moment longer to breathe then dived back in once again with a double hand-job while her mouth alternated between them. As she was pumping Ten into the mug with one hand she got another unexpected mouthful from Eleven. Again she let him fill her mouth and then emptied it out into the mug. It wasn't full but it was certainly a big glass of cum. Surely that was the last one right? Then she saw the boss. He was standing there were all the others had stood. “Now you can see why I'm the Big Boss.” He grinned as he pulled out his massive member. Lal'C's eyes went wide as she saw the thick meaty cock already fully erect. It was the biggest she had ever seen, with thick veins that ran along it. He reached out and grasped her head, his thick fingers running through her short hair, and pulled her towards him. Obediently she opened her lips as they neared him. The light haired girl felt his cock pass between her lips and he wasted no time with moving right to fucking her face. The serious look usually found on her face was quickly lost as her eyes began to roll up into her head. With the others she had led things but with their boss it was obvious he was in control.

With his hand on the back of her head he led her to deep-throat his cock as she had for some of his men. She closed her eyes and just focused on the feel of his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. Then she felt his other hand. It began to tease her erect nipple through the fabric of the swimsuit she wore. She let out a little moan around the cock buried in her throat as he teased her. Lal'C realized she was about to cum and a rosy blush came to her brown cheeks. The final straw was when the boss placed his foot between her legs. His big toe began to tease her pussy through her swimsuit. He flicked it against her clit sending an orgasm tearing through her lithe frame. He grunted as he felt her breathing and moaning reverberate around his manhood as it was still buried in her throat. “Oh, you like that don't you.” He could feel the rising tide of his own orgasm fast approaching. Pulling her back off his impressive member he took up the mug himself and tapped the tip of his cock against the rim. With a pleasured sigh he let loose a load that dwarfed the others. The mug's contents rose till it was filled to the brim. He grinned as he looked at the full mug.

Lal'C was still breathing heavily after her orgasm when opened her eyes. Seeing the boss there with his cock hanging near her face she looked up at him. “Go ahead and clean me up.” Some cum still clung to the tip of his cock as it waved near her face. Nodding silently she opened her mouth and wrapped her lips back around the thick cock. As her tongue lapped the droplet of cum away from him she found it was a trap. Suddenly he let loose the rest of his load which had been more than the mug could hold. “Oh yeah, I had a bit too much for the mug,” he said as he let the cum flood her mouth. Her cheeks bulged with the volume of cum that filled her. Finally satiated he pulled back out leaving her with a mouthful of his semen. It took two gulps before she could swallow it all down, tasting his salty male essence the entire time.

The job was almost done. She looked over at the mug. She just had that to finish now. Then the men came forward as a group. “Boss, we're not done yet.” That was the general cry from them as they gathered around all stroking themselves, eleven cocks all fully erect once more. “Nothing to be done about it. Enjoy yourselves men.” They closed in a circle around her and one by one they began to stroke themselves right at her. Cum began to fly through the air, ropey off-white semen splattering against her body from every angle. Jizz splashed over her face, especially across her broad forehead. She could feel it's warmth as it wetted her hair. It soaked into the dark blue material of her swimsuit where she could feel it on her skin. The lightness of the cum contrasted against her brown skin in a beautiful way as she was coated over her entire body with their bukkake. Drenched in their seed she wiped at her eyes with her arms before blinking them open. The group stood there watching with cocks growing flaccid after expending their loads. She wiped her lips off with her hand and reached for the mug.

The tall glass mug was filled to the brim with the thick collected semen of the twelve. The smell of sex now matched the one she worse as she sat there coated in their seed. Lal'C held the mug to her lips. Readying herself she tipped the mug so that it began to spill it's contents into her mouth. There was so much of it! She never stopped drinking but did have to gulp and swallow several times as she took it all the way down. The brown skinned girl had felt so full as the warm juices traveled down her gullet to fill her stomach with cum. Finally she reached the bottom of the cup, having drained every bit that wasn't stuck clinging to the side of the mug. Her tongue ran around her lips clearing them of any jizz before she opened her mouth to show how she had indeed swallowed every drop down. The boss patted her on the head, seemingly satisfied with the job she had done. “Well done everyone. Let's move out.” They filtered out into the changing room. Lal'C waited there until they had departed. Then she'd hit the showers with a vengeance.

Author's Notes : Certainly my most cum-drenched chapter to date. Next time around I expect to see some more of Asuka along with some of the others returning. Feedback, Reviews, Comments, Ratings, all is appreciated. Let me know what you thought. I love to hear from my readers. You can leave me comments or ratings here and write me direct at tentaclefan.adultfanfiction@gmail.com
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