I Spy

Perrine's catty growl echoed through the darkened room as she spied on Sakamoto and MIyafuji on the training grounds together. The moonlight glinted off the lenses of the SF-14 Scissor Periscope she'd "liberated" from the supply room some time ago as she focused on Sakamoto and Miyafuji, taking a break in the middle of training.

Her face turned scarlet as she watched Sakamoto stretch slowly down to her toes, pulling the blue material of her uniform taught against her mound. Whimpering, she softly stroked her own mound in rhythm with Sakamoto's stretches "Major Sakamoto," she whined softly, "Why are you down there with that perverted Raccoon-dog instead of drilling me...."

"Drilling you, eh?" a sarcasm edged voice whispered behind Perrine's ear. Perrine's scream was stopped before it began as a thin, strong female hand clamped over her mouth. Another seized her shoulder as Charlotte leaned into the Gallian girl, cleaving so closely that the brass buttons on her uniform top pressed painfully into Perrine's back through the gauzy material of her nightshirt. "That was what you said, right?"

Charlotte moved her hand, pinning Perrine's neck in the crook of her arm as she ground against her. Perrine huffed haughtily when her mouth was released, "Drilling WITH me, of course, you foul-minded field-rat," she sniped, glaring back over her shoulder at Charlotte. "I won't stand for your vile antics anymore," she snarled, a warning tingle of electricity sending a tingling jolt up Charlotte's arm.

"That's fine," Charlotte whispered huskily in Perrine's ear, "You go right ahead and let loose... and when Sakamoto comes to see what the bright flash of lightning was all about, and sees you leering down over the training grounds like a stalker with your pants around your ankles, then what?"

Perrine didn't answer, but the electric tingle faded away in Charlotte's hands. Laughing, she took her free hand and grabbed Perrine's breast, clenching it roughly in her hand hand, nuzzling against Perrine's ear as the girl jumped in pain. Perrine's disgust grew as she felt Shirley's obscene arcane member begin to unfurl itself against her buttocks. Only a faint wisp of gauze separated the perverse lance from her delicate, pale skin.

"Mmm... it's my birthday you know," she rasped, sucking gently on Perrine's earlobe as she continued to knead the blonde's breast.

"Congratulations," Perrine hissed through rage clenched teeth, "You can't possibly be fishing for a present.. of all the nerve."

"Oh no," Charlotte said, her hand trailing down Perrine's stomach to her exposed crotch. She shuddered and tried to struggle free, but the Liberion's grip was too strong. "You've got it wrong... see, it's better to give than receive. And I've got something I've been dying to give you."

"No, please," Perrine said, "No more... it's disgusting, demeaning, and vulgar!"

"That's what makes it fun," Charlotte replied as the base of her thick cock slid into the divide of Perrine's cheeks. It stretched well up to the small of the Perrine's back, throbbing vilely and twitching sandwiched between the two girls.

Feeling defeated, Perrine whimpered, "Fine... if it's what it's going to take to get rid of you, I can... you know...." she faltered, blushing brilliant crimson, "W-with my mouth. But not so roughly!"

"I was thinking," Charlotte said, tightening her grip around Perrine's neck, "Of something special, since it is my birthday...."

"You can't possibly mean..." Perrine started, gasping as Shirley's other hand snaked it's way down between her legs, two fingers working their way into Perrine's canal, thrusting in and out. Grunting in surprise, she felt Charlotte lean back picking her up off the ground, and Charlotte's cock spring up between her legs as Charlotte swung forward, pressing Perrine's face hard against the freezing cold glass of the window. She felt the length of Charlotte's member sliding in the valley between her legs, slipping softly in the sweat and sweet juice of her earlier self pleasure.

"Please, no, you can't!" Perrine wailed even as her knees began to tremble in pleasure from Charlotte's assault on her sensitive pussy. "I'm saving myself for S-" she began, but cut herself off sharply.

"For who~?" Charlotte sang softly in Perrine's ear as she continued to rub the head of her swollen cock between Perrine's legs, mingling the damp there with thin ribbons of precum that coated her cock until it glistened even in the faint moonlight of the darkened room.

"For... for Sa... someone special!" She finished shamefaced, refusing to give Charlotte the satisfaction of dragging out a confession.

"Well then," Charlotte conceded, "We'll just have to think of something else, won't we... fortunately," she continued, pulling back slightly and taking hold of her grossly swollen penis just below the head, "There seems to be a backup plan already in place..." she finished, pressing the head of her penis against the tight ring of Perrine's asshole.

"You can't! You seriously CAN'T" Perrine cried, her eyes flying open in shock at the painful pressure building in her ass at the first assault by Charlotte's cock. "You'll kill me if you try something so obscene!"

"You'd be surprised," Charlotte hissed, holding her breath as she pressed harder against Perrine's ass, slowly inching into the Gallian girl "At just how much... you can actually... STRETCH" she grunted bucking her hips and driving the thick head of her cock into Perrine, eliciting a low howl of pain from the blonde. "If you're given the right motivation...."

Perrine sobbed, gritting her teeth against the pain in her ass as warm tears ran down the glass of the window. She could still see Sakamoto and Miyafuji, unaware, continuing their training below... even if she wasn't too ashamed to call out to them, the shock and ache of Charlotte's violation left her too tired to speak above a hoarse moan as she felt her Liberion captor press forward once again, slowly, inexorably driving inch after perverse inch of glistening meat into the tunnel of her ass.

"No... no more," she whimpered softly as revulsion twisted in the pit of her stomach, mixing with an alien sensation of fullness that made her gag softly. "I can't take any more..."

"C'mon," Charlotte whispered, "We're almost halfway there.... the worst part's over for you...Probably," the redhead added, taking hold of Perrine's hip to steady her for the final push.

Wheezing softly in exertion, Perrine clenched her jaw, listening to the windowsill creak as she was ground against it. Charlotte sighed, almost blissfully, reveling in the feel of Perrine's velvet vise gripping the imbedded length of her cock. Smiling evilly, whispered in Perrine's ear again, "It's so sweet Perrine... your tight little ass is so perfect."

"D-don't be so c-c-c-crude!" Perrine stuttered in response, trembling "It's bad enough you subject me to this... this depraved farce..." she growled, her eyes flashing the moonlight, "But don't think I'm some disgusting freak like you!"

"Freak? Me?" Charlotte replied in feigned shock, "What about you?" Charlotte slid her left hand down the crease of Perrine's thigh to her crotch, grabbing the whole thing in her open palm, squeezing. Perrine whined as Charlotte roughly palmed her mound, grinding the heel of her hand into it. She brought her hand up to Perrine's face, reveling in the spreading shame as Perrine saw the trailing streamers of juice dripping from it.

"That's all you," Charlotte said, "Since I started violating your ass you got so wet you're dripping on the floor.... you LOVE this, don't you?"

"Of course not!" Perrine snapped back.

"Then what's with this," Charlotte asked, pressing her thumb and middle finger together and pulling them apart, letting the juice schlick lewdly between them as Perrine turned her eyes out the window again, silently begging Sakamoto to save her.

"Oh," Charlotte said, bucking against Perrine, driving the final few inches into her ass in one fell stroke, stealing Perrine's breath with the sudden thrust. Pressed flush against her back, she pointed out the window "Oh, that's what has you so wet... you love watching her while I'm fucking you, don't you....

"No... I don't... You... hate..." Perrine gasped vainly, despising every inch of Charlotte, especially the inches buried in her throbbing ass, and yet her pussy twitched with Charlotte's words, the dripping of her snatch running in thin rivulets down her leg

Charlotte reveled in Perrine's struggle to breathe against the pressure and pain in her gut, continuing to taunt the girl. "You dirty little tramp... you love showing off for the major don't you. I bet," she growled into Perrine's ear, feeling Perrine's breath catch in her throat, "If it were Sakamoto in here with her little wooden sword up your ass, you'd be begging her for more..."

Charlotte wrapped her arms around Perrine, one at her neck, the other across her hips, and lifted her again. She felt the Perrine gasp as she lifted the narrow Gallian girl up, holding her in the air impaled on the full length of her cock. "Now then, the real fun begins."

Charlotte withdrew slowly, dragging the thick head of her cock down the channel of Perrine's ass, making the girl mewl softly. Her hips gyred fiercely, and she drove herself back into Perrine to the hilt, making her conquest bounce and wail as her legs scrabbled wildly for purchase on the floor.

Withdrawing for a second stroke, she pulled even further back, forcing Perrine to arch her back as she lifted her before dropping her once more, impaling the crying blonde on her throbbing pole again and again.

Perrine's face was marred by twin rivers of tears rolling down her cheeks, which joined the beads of sweat dotting the landscape from her brow down to the crotch. She felt her cunt throb against her will as Charlotte's fingers found their way inside again, wriggling painfully against the fold her virginity. Her head lolled to one side, falling back against Charlotte's shoulder as she silently mouthed Sakamoto's name and wept.

Charlotte grunted with every thrust, the friction of each pistoning slam sending jolts of electric pleasure through her member... or maybe that was Perrine. In either case, Charlotte was certain she would have come by now if Perrine didn't pinch down so deliciously against her invading prick.

Charlotte could feel it now, the fountain of lust bubbling up inside her as pounded into Perrine, making the girl flop against her like a rag doll. She picked up her pace, grinding into Perrine's ass with abandon as she frigged her furiously, determined to make the little ice princess beg Charlotte to make her cum.

A sick numbness had washed over Perrine, but she could still feel the throbbing spear of flesh piked deep in her bowls and the thrusting fingers violating her pussy as Charlotte thrashed into her. She felt ill at herself as the familiar heat of the peak of her passion began to well up just behind her belly, seemingly pierced through the thrusting member in her bowels. "No," Perrine moaned softly, "Not... not like this..."

Charlotte's ears pricked up, and she began to grin again, "About to cum?"

"N... no," Perrine groaned, her hips twitching wildly on their own as she was penetrated from both directions. "Of course n... n.... no... "

Smirking, Charlotte twisted her hand, gripping the hood of Perrine's swollen clit between her thumb and forefinger. She stroked it over the pulsing knob at the head of Perrine's mound as she drove her fingers inside, making the blonde bite down on her lower lip to keep from screaming.

Charlotte continued to stroke Perrine's pussy hard, thrusting her middle fingers in and pinching Perrine's hooded clit, stroking it furiously. Perrine began to shake her head from side to side wildly, trying to fight her building orgasm. With a last plaintive "No~!" she came, her whole body shaking against Shirley's, sending spasms through her body.

"Oh Perrine," Charlotte growled in the twitching girls' war, "Make a wish."

With that, she pulled herself free from Perrine's ass in a single vicious yank, sending a wild, second paroxysm of climax surging through Perrine's body. Her feet hit the floor as Charlotte dropped her, but held for only a fraction of a second before buckling. She simply collapsed, sitting heavily on the floor still shaking, as Charlotte grabbed a shank of her hair snatching back her head. Stroking her own cock furiously, Charlotte howled in climax, sending a thick, bubbling flow of semen blasting from her cock over Perrine's face. Viscous ropes of spunk crisscrossed her sweat-smeared cheeks as Charlotte milked every last drop, sending streamers of cum down across her belly and breasts and into her hair. With a final shudder, the last of it drained from the tip of Charlotte's cock, pooling on Perrine's forehead and clotting in her eyebrows as Charlotte let Perrine go, watching her tremble and pass out, panting on the floor of her room.

Charlotte pulled up her pants, and left Perrine's room. "Hmmm... it's about breakfast time... wonder if Lynne's around." Humming "Happy Birthday" quietly to herself, Charlotte headed over towards the Brittanian's dorm...