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Sakura and the Sausage Fest	By : LemonLoser Category: +. to F > Card Captor Sakura Views: 13120 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sakura and the Sausage Fest

Sakura uses the Create Card to make a living ‘Syaoran Love Doll’ in his absence. Something went awry in the process, and now she’s stuck with fifty of the horny buggers. Big Lemon.

There is a lot of sex. None of this is meant to be taken seriously at all. This is all Porn without Plot.

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17 year old Sakura had been hiding in the broom closet for well up to an hour. Now and then she’d open the door, peek out, squeal, and pull it shut again.

‘They’re still out there,’ She hugged her knees to her chest, her body rattling like the tail of the deadly snake. ‘Where did I go wrong? How come so many of them appeared? And why are they all rooting through the cupboards gathering up cooking oils?’

If she’d have known the oils were to be lubricants for when they found her, she’d have used her nails and started on a tunnel through the wall to get out of here. She was safe, for now, as they appeared to be more concerned about the preparations first.

‘I’m all on my own,’ Sakura was sweating like mad. ‘Kero’s at Tomoyo’s, Eriol’s in England, Yue’s with my brother and Syaoran… REAL Syaoran is in China.’

The fifty fake ones were naked and crowded in her kitchen, and worried her with the way they picked up some kitchen utensils and, she could only imagine, sought some application for them on her. It was like a busy Arabian Bazaar out there. If only she hadn’t confided in Tomoyo that she was feeling more than a little ‘lonely’ without her boyfriend around, then she wouldn’t have taken her advice, used the Sakura Cards to create a stand-in and have to resort to screaming in panic and hiding out in a dark little hole when it all went to poo.

‘No, I can’t blame Tomoyo for this. She was just trying to help me,’ Sakura chewed her lip nervously. ‘I was the one who got myself in this mess. I’ve got to be the one to get myself out.’

Her cards and her staff were all upstairs, and there was no chance she could make it past them all to reach her stuff and sort this out. Not unless she could come up with a plan. She closed her eyes, breathed in, and out.

“Everything will be all-”

There was a chorus of cheerful Syaoran-voices saying ‘Sakura!’ as one, backed up by about sixteen of them, opened the cupboard door. And they were VERY happy to see her.

“HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!”

Sakura clutched desperately at the doorframe, but the swarm easily enveloped her and carried her, wriggling and crying out ‘hold on a sec!’, ‘please stop touching that!’ and ‘you need to be more gentle!’ to the center of the kitchen.

Resistance was pointless. Sakura knew this, so she didn’t try to run when they put her down on a chair. There was no chance to run anyway, because she was completely surrounded by the naked Syaoran’s. From behind one had already laid hands on her small breasts and played with them through her skimpy baby doll nightdress, which she put on for the single Syaoran she was supposed to get, and two others held up her legs and were poking and rubbing her camel toes.

“You’re feeling good, Sakura,” Was the statement from one of the Syaoran’s. “Your cute little pussy is soaking wet, and it makes all kinds of noises when we do this,” Going against the wet fabric, the Syaoran pushed two fingers into the crevice between her fat majora, and there was a big squelch. The Syaoran next to him dug his thumb in to rub her stiff clit, and more lewd noises were made. “Ooh, my fingers are being sucked in. Guys, come try this out.”

When three others moved in to have a go, Sakura whimpered and whined. The Syaoran playing with her breasts chuckled, breathed into her ear and whispered, “Your nipples are incredibly hard. You’re really enjoying this, aren’t you Sakura?”

He didn’t need an answer to know he was right. Licking her ear, he slipped the spaghetti straps off her shoulders and rolled the dress down below her small bust-line, and continued playing with just one breast seeing as the other had been swallowed up by the lips of another feisty, wet-mouthed Syaoran.

Sakura cried out, and her head fell back. All these hands, fingers and lips were touching her body in different lewd ways, and it tingled in the love of it. It was exactly how she felt with the real Syaoran, magnified many times over. Her ears were ringing, and she could hear the Syaoran’s cooing and saying stuff like ‘she’s so cute’ and ‘her body’s so hot’. Sakura’s head came forward again when a long, thick dick rubbed against her cheek.

“Sakura, you’re being so selfish, enjoying this all by yourself. You need to make us all feel good, too.”

Many around her stood there smiling, rubbing and prodding her forehead, neck, ears, chin, cheeks, nose and lips with their hot dicks. She gulped.

“I-”

“You can suck on mine first,” The first dick was thrust into her mouth in a shot and her eyes bugged. “Ah, so warm.”

Her head was held as the Syaoran bucked his hips into her face, churning that solid piece of man-meat down her throat, as the other Syaoran’s rubbed themselves up to stay in the mood. It wasn’t hard, because Sakura was really fucking sexy, and watching her take a big one in the mouth at the same time having her tits and pussy sucked on by a multitude of Syaoran’s was arousing material. Her panties had been pulled aside and her chubby mound spread open to find her sweet pink center, and different fingers and tongues took turns to get a feel or a taste of her dripping juices.

“I’m cumming already!” Groaned the Syaoran assaulting her mouth. “Her mouth feels way too good, I can’t hold out!”

The Syaoran, growling, pulled out and shot his heavy load in Sakura’s face. He jerked his dick to let it all out, and rubbed it against her face as she flicked her tongue out to catch some rolling down his hot, throbbing rod.

“Ah, just seeing Sakura suck on so many dicks and covered in so much cum is a major turn on,” Was the general agreement amongst the Syaoran’s, the comment made by the one on her other side waving the fat head of his cock under her nose. The first one had moved back to give the others a chance, and two moved in his place with their dicks in hand. One rubbed himself in her hair and against her ear, the other slowly slid his big piece into her mouth and out again to wet it up, and then held it in place for her to lick the head.

“Mmm, her nipples are so tasty,” One Syaoran said, his mouth popping off her left breast. “But what’ll make them even tastier…"

Something had been passed amongst the crowd. Sakura couldn’t see it, being so occupied, but she could feel it dripping on her chest. It was cold, and made her back jerk.

“Double cream,” A Syaoran called out, either calling for some from another or making Sakura aware what was being done. “We’ll go for some whipped as well. There are chocolate shavings, strawberries, caramel sauce and, oh look, some chocolate sauce, too.”

It was all being poured, sprayed and sprinkled onto her like she were a cake, and being quickly devoured off her by many different mouths, again, like she were a cake. The strawberries, she saw, were being dipped into the sticky food mess on her chest and then eaten, or even swiped up the crevice of her wet pussy and eaten. Mixtures of the both were held out in front of her now and then, and she gnashed at the coated fruits like a rabid dog.

“Hohohohohoho, Sakura looks soooooooo cute!”

“Eh… hoeee?” Sakura, her head dizzy, had just noticed a girl with a camcorder standing between two Syaoran’s looking over her. “T-Tomoyo?”

Weakened by the treatments to her body, Sakura could barely move. She could barely think straight, either, and half wondered if she was seeing things.

“Is that… are you really there?”

“Of course I am! I’ve been here since the beginning,” Tomoyo moved around to get a different angle, and in her space, another Syaoran moved in to get closer to Sakura. “I was supposed to get just you and the one Li, but this is pure gold!”

Sakura couldn’t say much more because of the cock in her mouth, making a big lump in her right cheek, but she could still find it in herself to try and cower away from the lens. Not so easy when Tomoyo’s giving the Syaoran’s directions to make more of Sakura available for the camera to see.

“Could you bring her knees up some more? Spread her open a bit? Perfect!”

Tomoyo peered over the shoulders of two Syaoran’s licking and fingering Sakura’s spread pussy, and even ventured her own finger inside. “Oh, you’re right, Li’s. It really is like she’s sucking my finger in!”

She passed the camera onto another Syaoran, who crouched behind her as she took over from one of the Syaoran’s playing with Sakura’s pussy, and added another finger. The dregs of the cream, caramel and chocolate had dripped down Sakura’s body and coated her wet slit, and Tomoyo understood and was glad the real Syaoran, as told to her by Sakura one time, meticulously shaved her bald down here because the hairs would’ve interfered with the smoothness and the taste.

“Strawberry?” A Syaoran offered, and Tomoyo thanked him and tried out the Sakura-juice-mix.

“Mm, lovely,” Tomoyo sucked on her fingers and had another strawberry. “Very moreish.”

“Cream?”

Tomoyo looked up to a Syaoran holding a tub of double cream, grinning widely. She smiled, closed her eyes and tilted her head back, tongue out. The Syaoran poured the cream over her face first, and then some into her mouth. A strawberry was placed on her tongue and waited, like an obedient dog, until another Syaoran came in and kissed her. They shared the strawberry and what was left of the cream in her mouth, as some other Syaoran’s moved in to unbutton her shirt and play with her larger breasts.

“T-Tomoyo,” Sakura whimpered as she was given an opportunity to breath after so many dicks had thrust into and cum in her mouth one after another. “Are you… joining in?”

“I’m helping out,” She smiled, rubbing two big dicks with her hands while a Syaoran hugged her from behind and squeezed her bra-covered tits. “There are so many here, too much for you to handle by yourself. It may even be too much for both of us to handle, but I’ll still do whatever I can to help you.”

“Th-thank you,” Another Syaoran had stuck his meat in, silencing her to a muffle.

Within minutes the Syaoran’s had stripped Tomoyo to her short skirt, panties and socks, and were gathering around her when it looked like it might be a while until Sakura was free. Cocks were everywhere, surrounding her like the tips of many spears pointed at her by angry jungle tribesmen, and her head bobbed in different directions to treat as many as she could manage. Her hands worked away, too, rubbing and jerking them off like mad. The Syaoran behind her had lay down on the floor, shuffled his head under and started to eat out her soaking wet pussy. Two more moved in either side, and suckled on her nipples. The cream on her face rolled down her chest, and was joined by what was left of the caramel, chocolate and the shavings as a few Syaoran’s fetched and poured them on.

“Here, I’m going to cum, Sakura,” Groaned a Syaoran who’d just pulled his cock out her mouth, and beat it furiously until her squirted over her panting face. “Ah, that felt so good.”

While it did feel so good, Sakura, her body burning and aching, started to beg for what she really wanted from the Syaoran’s.

“C-can someone… please…”

“What is it, Sakura?” Teased a Syaoran, who, like the others, knew what she was trying to say. They could tell from the way her hips were moving.

“Please… I want someone to… put it inside…”

“Put what inside?”

She felt small and helpless. Her cheeks were so hot.

“Put… your… p-pe…”

“Pardon? I can’t quite hear you.”

Hot tears rolled down Sakura’s cheeks. She was going mental.

“Pe…nis… put… your… pe…nis… inside…”

“My,” the Syaoran leaned in close, close enough their eyeballs almost touched, as he slowly asked her to repeat. “What?”

“Peeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiss!”

“I’m sorry,” The Syaoran licked her tears. “I’m not quite sure what it is you’re asking for…”

“D-DICK!!” She finally screamed, bawling uncontrollably. “I WANT YOUR DICK!!!”

“Ah, so now I understand,” Grinning, the Syaoran moved back and aimed the dick she begged for with his hands, and rubbed the head up and down the crevice. “You want this…?”

Sakura was still crying, and through the watery eyes she saw Syaoran nod to one who was behind her. They kept her legs up, knees to her shoulders, and lifted her up off the chair.

“You’ll get this,” The Syaoran smirked, as he looked into Sakura’s wide, startled eyes. “And at the same time…”

The one behind her had lined up the head of his dick and prodded her tight asshole. It was wet, probably lubed up in the oils, and digging in. At once, her ass and pussy were penetrated to the hilt by the huge Syaoran dicks. In sync, one in, one out, the two Syaoran’s pummeled her like wild beasts. She cried loud as they had her, the two standing up and her legs over the front ones shoulders, and she grabbed the front one’s cheeks and kissed him.

“Sakura, your ass… it’s so tight, it’s squeezing the fuck out my dick!”

Syaoran never normally used bad language, but this was a special case. As the two Syaoran’s ravaged a noisy, panting Sakura, Tomoyo was still entertaining the others with her coordinated mouth and hand work, and even added her breasts. One by one, she moved along and gave them a quick few thrusts between her large flesh melons.

“Cu-cumming!” Close to the same time, many Syaoran’s let the spooge fly and aimed it all at Tomoyo’s face and open mouth. The lucky one with his cock between her breasts grabbed her head and rammed it in all the way, spewing the thick load down her throat.

Tomoyo put her hands up, not to stop him, but to have something to hang on to. As he pulled out, she rolled her tongue around the head.

“Mmmmm, that was delicious,” Tomoyo swiped her finger across her face and sucked off the cum. She looked over and saw Sakura, just about, through the crowd. She could hear her clearly, no doubt.

“Daidouji,” The Syaoran who’d been under her was up, hand on her shoulder, and rubbed his long cock up her butt crack. “Would it be okay if I stick it in?”

“In the ass only, please,” Tomoyo, her voice swoony, leaned back into his arms. She was a virgin, and the one she hoped to take it by means of a strap-on was currently sandwiched between two Syaoran’s on the kitchen floor.

The Syaoran nodded, was handed a bottle of olive oil from another to lube up his dick, and directed Tomoyo to lift her ass up. Slowly, he stuck it into her tight rectal passage until it was all the way inside, thrust a few times at the same slow speed, then picked up. Other Syaoran’s who hadn’t yet received a blowjob from Tomoyo had moved in for their chances, and she was back to the hand-mouth technique.

Sakura was now on top of one, and another was on top of her. Her ass was up as her rear hole was being slammed by the thick cock and the one in her pussy had been removed after it shot a load inside her.

“It’s so good! Syaoran, it feels so good!”

As quick as the other had finished another slid into his place, once again filling up Sakura and keeping the same rhythm going. The same with the one taking on her ass, he shot his cum up her pipe and switched with another. They rolled over so the one hammering her cunt was on top, and those awaiting their turns knelt down and stuffed their cocks into her mouth.

“Does my ass feel good?” Tomoyo asked as she was taking quite a bit of a cock-beating herself.

“Yeah, it feels amazing!” The Syaoran groaned.

The madness continued for so long that everyone had lost track of time. Sakura, barely able to keep herself up, was lying on top of Tomoyo who was on her back, on a Syaoran, taking another round up the ass. While Sakura had another couple of dicks slamming her pussy and ass, the girls shared kisses and sloppily dribbled and drooled over the many hunks of man-sausage being poked in front of their faces.

Many more rounds followed, until the horde of Syaoran’s finally felt spent. The girls, tangled together in a puddle of sweat, cream, chocolate and cum, were panting and squeaking from all that had occurred. Feeling as she did, Sakura was relieved Tomoyo had taken some of the workload off her.

“Ah… I need to clean up… before my dad gets home…”

“Not to worry,” Said one Syaoran who, like many others, Sakura noticed, were holding mops and buckets. “We’ll take care of that, while these guys take you upstairs to get cleaned up.”

“Oh… thank you,” Sakura managed to say that before she eventually blacked out in Tomoyo’s arms. One of the Syaoran’s, with a smile, lifted her up in a bridal style. Another picked up Tomoyo, who had asked for her camera to be taken up as well, and up to bathroom attached to Sakura’s bedroom they went.

“I’ll be honest,” Tomoyo said. “It’ll be a shame to see you guys go.”

“There’s nothing stopping us from coming back,” One Syaoran said.

“Um, I think the real Li might,” Tomoyo suggested.

“No I won’t,” Said the one carrying Sakura.

Tomoyo seized up, but the other Syaoran’s were utterly nonchalant. She looked at the Syaoran, and the sleeping face of Sakura.

“…Are you… the real Li?”

“Yes,” Smirking, the real Syaoran kissed Sakura’s forehead before leading the way into the bathroom. “I’ve been back about five hours. I came in earlier and found you all having a good time… well, I couldn’t exactly ruin all the fun, could I? Sakura looked so happy and, might I say, seeing Sakura suck on so many dicks and getting covered in so much cum really IS a major turn on.”

Tomoyo looked around. Some of the Syaoran’s were preparing what looked like a lovely hot bubble bath.

“So,” Tomoyo, her lips curling up into a smile, made herself comfortable on the lap of the Syaoran holding her as they waited for the bath to fill. “Did we… did you and I actually get involved back there?”

“Do you remember the one who first ate you out, then stuck his cock up your ass? That was me.”

“Oh. Naughty boy,” She reached for the camera, held by another Syaoran, and checked the playback. “I hope we got that on camer-ah, fidget,” she cursed.

The Syaoran’s looked at one another, then at Tomoyo.

“You haven’t got a tape in there, have you?” One of the Syaoran’s ventured.

“Yes,” She was angry with herself. “but there’s only the first hour. And that was when Sakura was hiding in the broom closet. I forgot to change the tapes over.”

There was no need to say it. Everyone knew where this was heading.

“Same again tomorrow?”

“It’ll have to be,” Tomoyo nodded. “And… I’ll swing this by Sakura, first, but I reckon we should get some of the other girls in on this. I’m not sure we can both take you all full-on by ourselves so soon.”

“Look forward to it,” Syaoran cuddled Sakura up to his chest as she mumbled something in her sleep.

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There will be a sequel, and it will have Meilin, Naoko, Rika and Chiharu added to it. I might also throw in Rei Tachibana (girl from the Dash Card episode) and Yuki Tachibana (girl from the Silent Card episode), and maybe even the Mirror Card (In Sakura form).
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