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Thunder and Roses	By : sexdottxt Category: Sailor Moon > General Views: 1039 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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- 1-Thunder and Roses
- 1
Mamoru being brainwashed into serving the Dark Kingdom wasn't the strangest thing that happened recently. Usagi learning that she was the reincarnation of Queen Serenity and that Tuxedo Mask was the reincarnation of Prince Endymion was far more to process. But it was the worst thing. And Usagi being Usagi, she wasn't taking any of it well.
The Sailor Scouts weren't so demoralized that they could no longer fight their enemies, the youma. But deep down, they were all hiding their feelings from each other. So that made them process it all in their own personal ways.
Makoto was no exception. She always had a liking to Mamoru. Easily one of the most beautiful men she had ever seen, and his natural charisma made that so much better. As Tuxedo Mask he was a valued partner, and the times she quarreled with him in his civilian identity was just a front to hide how attracted she was to him.
Now as a brainwashed servant to the Dark Kingdom, he wasn't anything like his original self. His new personality was the complete opposite of who he originally was, just as arrogant as any youma. Nor did he have any qualms about sparring with her or the rest of the Sailor Scouts when accompanying Queen Beryl's youma. There were small traces of his original self left, she loved watching him and Kunzite go at it when they disagreed on small things. But there was no question that they were enemies.
So Makoto had a completely different reaction from Usagi's sorrow, her friend's feelings part and parcel as being the reincarnation of Serenity. A reaction she wouldn't share with her friends and was at pains to admit even to herself. Namely, lust. Instead of being repulsed at the sight of him in Queen Beryl's service, she just found him even more handsome and beautiful. Whatever despair she felt at seeing him was always drowned out by how hot and bothered she would get whenever she went toe to toe with him.
She ignored it as best she could. That didn't change that she knew the feelings were there. The first time she felt it all the way up to when she went home.
She did the usual before she went to bed. Taking off her clothes and letting her hair down, she showered, trying to focus on the soothing sensation of the hot water raining over her naked body as washed every bit of soap over her bare skin. But in the back of her mind, she fantasized about how much better it would be to have him behind her, running his fingers through her wet hair down her shoulders. And he fantasy of him bending her over and giving her a spank before he pulled her hair back and rammed her twat filled her with a sense of perverted longing far beyond her normal cravings for his touch.
Yet she still ignored those pesky thoughts. They weren't her or what she believed. They were only a stress reaction. And she had faint feelings for Mamoru, but if destiny said he was Prince Endymion and she was Princess Serenity, then so be it. It was wrong for her to still feel that way towards him. Let alone want him now more than she ever did before.
She put on a sleeveless tight t-shirt and a black thong, the only clothes she had left that were clean. She went to bed, hoping she'd feel better in the morning and that she would see Mamoru again back to normal. Yett that night she tossed and turned, as a strange desire filled her body, and she could only think of him as Queen Beryl's servant.
At first she tried to rationalize it as the full moon's light shining in her window and getting in her eyes as why she couldn't rest. But like an itch from a virus that needed to be scratched or the need to get up in the middle of the night for the toilet, there was only one way to make it go away. She couldn't put it off any longer.
Cursing herself, she dipped her finger into her honeypot, soaking with her juices. Her vagina was so hot and wet that when she first touched herself, it felt like someone else's finger entirely. She felt a little guilty touching herself to him underneath the moonlight, all she could be reminded of was Usagi and her love for Mamoru. Yet there was no other way.
That didn't stop the first wave of relief she felt from darting her finger inside of her. More than the comfort of surrendering to this desire that had been gnawing at her, she realized how bad she needed it. As she succumbed to her passion, despite lying alone in her bed and seeing only her room and the familiar night sky, she was so enflamed with the delirium of her ecstasy that it felt like Mamoru was actually fingering out. And as her flesh was overwhelmed with rapture, so did her mind lose it's senses.
She started wailing like a sex kitten, crying out his name. She reached her other hand under her shirt, and feverishly touched her large tits. Her nipples were stiff and erect, even more sensitive than her vagina was. It was hardly the first time she had touched herself before going to sleep but there was none of her usual technique. Her hips were jerking around, it had only been a few minutes but she already felt on the verge of a climax.
“Yes! Mamoru, yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!” Her body was thrashing around under the sheets as much as her voice was shaking. Makoto's cry changed to a shrill whimper when she came. For several minutes, she bit her lip, savoring the bliss of that release. Her crotch was soaked both from her own arousal and the fingers that had worked it Reality set in and she just realized what she did. But she took her fingers out of her twat and stared at them, dripping with her juices. She knew she should have felt guilty, but all she felt was relief both from having had it done and the bliss of her fantasies driving her to such heights of pleasure. Her mind and body settled down as she melted into a peaceful ecstasy.
Yet they didn't go away. As that pleasurable reverie finally allowed her to calm down, she closed her eyes and nodded off. But when she opened her eyes again, she realized something was wrong. Outside her window, there was no full moon, only darkness. She tried to move, but she couldn't. She looked and saw that her wrists and ankles were chained to her bed. She tried yanking herself free, with all her strength as a martial artist and as a Sailor Scout she should have been able to do so. But as much as she struggled, she couldn't get break loose.
In the distance, she could only see two dark blue lights. They were set so perfectly apart and had an intensity to them that she realized they must have eyes. That would explain how they slowly got bigger and clearer, this thing was slowly approaching her. She could only think it was an agent of the Dark Kingdom.
As her enemy grew nearer, flames suddenly erupted around her, as if she was some kind of sacrificial offering. The darkness was cast off in the golden light. Despite that, she started to only feel weaker and more vulnerable. She realized that this stranger could see so much of her dressed in only her underwear, and without any vanity she knew that she was beautiful and there were so many people who would covet her in all the wrong ways. Nor did it feel right that the ecstasy of that guilty orgasm were still washing over her, making her feel safe and calm when she knew and wished that she should have instead felt revulsion.
She could faintly see more of this person's physical build, tall and masculine. But she still couldn't see his face.
She blinked again and then she saw him again, now suddenly on the mattress with his face at her crotch. His hands buried themselves into her ass cheeks before her attacker grabbed the thong and pulled it down past her thighs and off her body and tossed it aside. And then she felt his tongue wriggling deep in her cunt.
His blue eyes stared right into hers. His hands were holding firmly onto her luscious thighs to keep her from kicking away and his face was right at her vagina. As he was holding her down, he ran his hands up and down her legs, to fondle her as much as it was to hold her. Her own pleasure still strong in her body and his tongue actively thrashing around in her vagina sent a perverted thrill through her whole body.
Makoto wriggled against his grip as hard as possible. She also was breathing roughly, holding in the moans that were threatening to break free from her lips. She knew what was happening to her was wrong and that had she had to fight it, no matter how good it felt. But between the restraints tying on her hands and his feet and his strong hands still clutching her thighs, she was completely in his power. And eventually she stopped wanting to fight him.
He was eating her out with an ardent passion. Yet he made sure to slow down just to tease her from time to time, and then he would resume his previous pace. Even in her silence he must have felt something shift in her restraint too, because eventually he let her go. And indeed she stopped fighting, simply shaking with a nervous giddiness as he ate her out.
She let a whimper escape her lips. Still fondling her legs, he moved his hands up her soft stomach and up her shirt to grab onto her voluptuous tits. As he touched her, she got a much better idea of just how big his hands were. All the better suited to grope her sizeable breasts.
Her hooters spilled out from between his fingers as he held onto them. He massaged the soft and pliant texture of her tits with the perfect mix of intensity and softness. He ran his fingers into the soft flesh of her areolas, faintly brushing up against her hard nipples all the while she moaned in his succulent caresses. Eventually he abandoned this brief gentleman's facade and firmly tweaked the sensitive caps.
Between his tongue still deep inside her vagina and his fingers clamping down onto her nipples, she finally came again. She allowed herself to finally cry out, submitting to the pleasure he stirring inside of her. He looked up at her. She returned his gaze, she could see the shape of his head, a mess of black hair crowning it, and his chin dripping with her fresh nectar. But now his blue eyes seemed almost amused at the sight of her.
She blinked again and now he was hovering on top of her. After that orgasm she felt no alarm at his boldness. Completely naked, she was in awe of his masculine form, built and lined with muscles from his well defined pecs to his chiseled abs. He looked completely human just like the other high ranking youma like Zoisite and Kunzite. She caught herself from her admiration and now looked him squarely in the eye. But the instant she recognized him, she gasped.
It was Mamoru. Malicious emotions poured out of his blue eyes yet his stoic face was still as handsome and gentle as ever. And after the loving treatment she felt at his hands, seeing him naked for the first time, she wanted him more than ever. Clad in the dark armor of Prince Endymion, she only realized that it only suited him all too well as a servant of Queen Beryl. Chained like this practically naked and alone with him who was truly naked, she was wet all over again.
“Mamoru! Snap out of it!”
He didn't answer her. Instead he knelt down until his face was so close to hers that she felt his hot breaths on her lips and then they shared their first kiss together. In that state of submission she only brushed her lips lightly against his, ecstatic at finally having him. But as one of Queen Beryl's minions, he was ravenous with her from the start, shoving his tongue right inside her mouth. Yet his violent kisses only felt so right and she gave it right back to him. In this lewd situation with her head resting on her soft pillow, tasting her fresh pussy juice as they made out with each other, and completely at his mercy, it was wrong but it just felt so right.
She wanted to touch him, to hold him. But she was still restrained. So she could only suck face with him that much more, savoring every little bit of contact she could have with him.
Then he broke the kiss, still staring at her. There was a shining strand of spit in between their tongues. And she was only left awestruck at how much she wanted more. She leaned her face upward to kiss him again but his head was too high up for her to reach.
He didn't answer, just kept on walking until he was at the foot of her bed. He stared right at her with his cold red eyes for several moments before he climbed on top of it. That much closer, she could see was pitching a mean tent in his pants.
“Mamoru...” she said. She wasn't afraid at all, and sighed longingly at the sight of him. She blinked again and suddenly he was naked, hovering right on top of her. She felt his hot breaths on her skin and looking over herself, she realized she was naked too.
He grabbed hold of her throat with just the perfect amount of pressure, not gentle but not rough either. But she never felt so brave and eager, still looking gazing longingly into his eyes. “Do you want to become mine?” he said.
“Yes! Take me Mamoru! Kiss me! Rape me! Just please...have me...”
He grabbed her breasts again so roughly it almost hurt. That discomfort only fed her libido, and she started moving up at him, practically begging him for it. She wanted to appeal to his dark side and be used.
Those moments of desperation seemed too long for her. She couldn't think of anything but him and every moment she kept thrusting at nothing she felt more hopeless and horny. She needed him filling her up.
And then he did that blessed thing and rammed himself all the way to the end of her cunt. She howled out loud like a wild animal. He didn't stop either, he pistoned his cock back and forth inside of her juicy tunnel as fast and rough as she wanted it while digging his hands deeper into her tits, moving them around as if they were clay. It was painful but it was good pain, and she hit her hips back against his with just as much ferocity. With how much she was fucking him, it was like an unspoken contest of wills to see who could fuck each other harder and faster.
It was so good. She closed her eyes and melted into the sweetness of the bliss. As long as things stayed like this, everything would be alright.
Not too soon either. The pressure inside of her was mounting and she let all of her love cries escape her, feeling no shame whatsoever. All she could feel were his hands and his dick. Her moans became louder and louder as she was ready for her joyous climax.
Yet there was a strange ringing sound in the distance. It was small at first, but it didn't take long for it grow. Soon she heard it more than she felt the wonderful hands and penis of the man on top of her.
Then she opened her eyes and it was all gone. The sun was shining through her windows and she was all alone in her room. And that loud beeping was right in her fucking ears.
Makoto slammed her hand on her alarm clock, shutting it off. She almost smashed it when she did that and still had a mind to do it anyway. In that early morning grogginess, she felt no guilt and was just angry that she was suddenly roused from one of the best dreams of her life. And she was still really wet. Angry and horny, she darted a hand down her snatch until she was satisfied.
***
And things were about to get more complicated for Makoto. The Sailor Scouts just managed to dispatch a youma at a dance club. Another scheme from the Dark Kingdom to steal energy had just been foiled.
But their enemies wouldn't let them off that easily. Before they knew it, Mamoru appeared before them. The dark armor of Prince Endymion looked more appropriate on him as a slave to evil than it ever did as his original incarnation. And he was looking right at Makoto. The same dark eyes as in her dream.
Before any of them could react, Mamoru opened up a rift in reality. They were expecting Kunzite to pop out, but in an instant he was right at Jupiter. She threw a swing at him but he dodged it, seizing her arm. Usagi and her friends went at him, but he was too quick. He dragged into her that rift and it sealed up behind them.
The two of them were all alone in a dark space. No fires this time but the crystal chambers of the Dark Kingdom. And there was a bed.
Just like in the dream, she thought to herself. But now alone with him, she had no idea what would happen.
“Mamoru, please snap out of it!”
He only gave her a cold smile. He had taken her to get answers out of her by any means necessary. Yet he was alone with her in his personal demesne. No Kunzite to nag at him and no Queen Beryl to keep him in check. As Tuxedo Mask he had long gotten used to the sight of Usagi and her friends in their Sailor Scout uniforms while in combat so he couldn't be distracted by their beauty and their natural enemies the youma had no love for them either. And now as as their new enemy, he couldn't focus on how beautiful she was or how naturally alluring she looked right now. He certainly wouldn't do it for fear of looking disloyal before his wicked comrades.
But here he was away from all that. Now that she alone and at his mercy, he allowed himself to stare at her. Her long legs, her ample breasts heaving with every breath took, and her face so beautiful whether she was in the heat of battle or looking at him longingly like she was now, for reasons in his brainwashed stupor he still couldn't parse. He was still a man, and he felt a heat growing in his loins.
Even with those dark eyes of his, she felt the shift in his attitude. The same lewd feelings welled up in her too and despite being in this place alone with him, she was at peace with it. As long as she could have him, it wouldn't be so bad.
Before she could say anything to him again, he rushed on over to her and, grabbing her bare arms, pulled her into a deep kiss. She kissed him right back before she could even think to say anything to him. He ran his hands up to her shoulders and down her back. The skintight uniform, he could intimately feel her skin underneath as she could feel his caresses just as intimately, it was like she was already naked. She reached up and grabbed the back of his neck, holding him closer.
Her breasts were pushing right up against him. He could feel the pressure of them rubbing right up against him, but his armor tied around his uniform was getting in the way from feeling them as much as he wanted. He quickly broke the kiss to better focus on unstrapping the armor. In that brief moment of separation, she thought to say something, but with this bed behind her and finally having kissed him, his hands having ran all over her, she was craving this moment just as much as he was.
He got the armor off and grabbed the small of her back into another kiss. She eagerly kissed him back once more, his lips and tongue tasted so much better after that brief separation and she couldn't resist him anymore. He acutely felt her breasts pushing up against him now. With her uniform so skintight over her nubile and appetizing body, he could feel their shape and texture rubbing up and down on him as they clung to each other sucking face.
His hands moved to her front, clutching hard onto her chest. The Sailor Scout uniforms always conformed perfectly to each of the girls' perfectly sculpted bodies. But with Makoto having such a naturally large chest, he always got a good look at the shape of her tits bulging out. And he loved having the freedom to fondle her breasts completely as if she were naked.
She broke the kiss to moan from him touching her there. Her chest was always so sensitive but right now they were on fire. As her suit accentuated the shape of her delicious body, so too did it allow her nipples to poke out, stiff with arousal. His large hands were already able to grope her entire mounds and squish them in between his fingers, much to her satisfaction. But as he felt her caps peeking out on the palms of his hands, he held out his fingers away to make it easier for him to use his palms and mash onto them in all sorts of directions.
Whatever little restraint Makoto had was long gone at that point. He was touching the most delicate parts of her with just the right amount of ferocity, and even though it was a little painful, all she could think of was how good he felt. Her initial yelps of excitement by now had turned into peaceful gasps as she was ready for whatever came to pass. Her confused feelings and the trauma of losing a dear friend were burned away from the joy of having him for real.
He grinned and pinched her nipples hard and she squeaked helplessly again. Pleased by that reaction, he lowered his head and took her each of her teats in his mouth turn by turn. He hungrily licked all over the pliant flesh of her tits and her nipples, and even used his teeth a bit on the protruding ends of her caps to tease them. Makoto held onto his head, moaning loud and deeply in this private space with him. The sailor suit was so thin that she could intimately feel his wet hungry mouth on his breasts as if she were naked, and she wanted more.
She grabbed onto his crotch and felt his penis, rock hard just like she wanted. He lost his composure and pushed her down onto the bed. Him still standing over her, she grabbed him there again and worked to unbutton his pants, wanting to get him naked and have him fuck her as much as she wanted to fuck him.
He was grunting from her touches. It didn't take long for her to get his pants down and grab hold of his naked cock. Far from needing him to cry out, instead he ravaged her that much more fiercely. The texture of her thin gloves was so soft and inviting, it allowed her to grab onto his dick hard and jack him off fast with no discomfort on his part.
The front of her thin sailor suit was wet and transparent from him sucking on her tits, he could see the skin of her teats underneath. So he was easily able to grab onto the fabric and tear it off, revealing her bare breasts before him. He knelt down and sucked on her tits again, loving the feel of her bare skin on his tongue. She could acutely feel the heat in his penis on her hands through her gloves but he tasted her heat that much more as her bosom was naked on his mouth.
She was still stroking him even as she moaning from the exquisite feeling of his mouth on her most sensitive parts. Her heavenly touches and the sight of her breasts naked and heaving before him had put him in the mind to use them. But she wanted to do far more than that.
As he was getting up on the bed to tit fuck her, she suddenly grabbed him by the hips and pulled him onto the bed. The horny young woman rolled next to him and fully took his penis in her mouth. Her sudden show of strength took him by surprise and the wet hot mouth on his cock even more. So dominant before, he groaned at the feeling of her tongue hungrily licking under his penis and together with her moist lips going up and down the shaft of his penis, he could do nothing but moan deeply at it.
His face was right next to her pussy. Even as she was blowing him, he could smell her aroused twat through her panties. Just as hungry as her, he pulled down her undergarments and shoved his tongue straight into her cunt.
She tasted just as good as she smelled. Her nectar poured down his lips as she ate her out as much as possible. Her blowjob had become a little slower from the sensation of his tongue wriggling inside of her tight embrace. But she was still sucking him off, the thickness of his penis and the heat in her mouth was just too good.
Wanting to taste all of him, she took the rod out of her mouth and licked all over it, up and down and around. Then she moved her mouth to his balls. They were so big that she almost gagged on them at first, but she was able to find herself a pace, slowly taking the sack into her mouth until she finally had it firmly on her tongue. As she was eating his scrotum she was still beating his meat, running her gloved hands all over the shaft wet with her spit.
All they could think was how good the other's touches felt, their minds were burning away into a furnace of pleasure. As they kept eating each other out, her hips and legs were wriggling from the force of his tongue twisting and turning inside of her wet vagina. But he was losing it far more than she was.
Unable to take it anymore, he roughly grabbed her bare ass and flipped her over so that he was on top of her. His nuts popped out of her mouth from that movement, and his hot erect penis was pointing right at her face. Her mouth was still hanging open and so easily vulnerable. He pushed his member right back inside of her mouth without a second to spare.
Just like she had found a way to make herself comfortable while sucking his nuts, she was able to accommodate herself to the dick jamming itself right back inside her mouth. In the position he was in, the all too sensitive crown of his cock head was grazing her tongue while the underside of his shaft was hitting the roof of her mouth. Despite him suddenly plowing her mouth like that and hitting her gag reflex with every thrust, she was far more overwhelmed by his tongue ravishing inside her vagina. Her muffled moans were a testament to both her pleasure and his ferocity.
The new position allowed him to focus more on her too. She was squirming now more than ever but he kept his grip on her juicy donk, as he resumed his cunnilingus. As he was digging into her vulva with his tongue, he made sure to lick up at her clitoral hood with each one of his hungry slurps. The nub poked out both from his ravenous technique and her own libido, and his tongue hitting it too was driving her wild. Not only was he already holding her ass to keep her steady but she also had to grab his butt now to keep herself under control.
Makoto came first. He tasted her clit squirting onto his tongue just as he had tasted her pussy juice oozing out of her vulva. She sighed blissfully from it even as he kept fucking her throat. He came only moments later, his shuddering cock erupting loads of his thick semen into her moaning mouth hole. She simply swallowed it all only for another blast of hot cum to land in her mouth, and then another.
When he was finished, he got up and took a good look at her. Her face was dazed and listless, she was breathing raggedly from it all. His semen was pouring out of her mouth and down her cheeks. Though she wasn't taken out of it, she was actively using her tongue to swallow down the thick spooge still in her mouth. But he was far from satisfied and her luscious tits were still heaving with every breath she took.
He grabbed hold of her nipples. She quickly jolted from that, squealing helplessly, she was more tender there than ever before and after getting both of her mouths worked so bad, she was far more sensitive in her chest. Grinning, he wasted no time in shoving his cock in between her breasts.
Makoto was already roused a bit from him holding her nipples. But the same hot penis that jizzed in her mouth now ramming itself in between her tits definitely woke her up. She grabbed hold of her breasts to squeeze onto the shaft as much as possible, feeding the animalistic desire inside him to pump her harder and faster. He became so animated that the end of his cock was poking onto her face with every thrust.
She opened her mouth and let her tongue hang out to take it. He couldn't hit inside of her as far as before, but his cock head hit her soft and wet tongue with every thrust. All the while, he kept twisting and tweaking her nipples.
She was panting and moaning like a bitch in heat. It wasn't to make it easier to accommodate the dick pushing inside her mouth every time he moved, it was his fingers tweaking her nipples so badly that rendered her so helpless. Together with the thick shaft roughly moving against her tits, she felt a thrill building in her chest.
He came just as he was all the way inside her mouth again. His semen splashed all over her face and stained her hair and some got in her mouth again too. Just as he was doing so, he fully grabbed her tits again, mashing down hard on them in his state of climax. Still fondling her nipples, his sexual aggression and her own heat brought her to start moaning as she felt a euphoric explosion in her chest, climaxing through her tits this time.
He pulled his cock out and bellowed in deep satisfaction at his conquest. Makoto was also breathing far more calmly this time despite her second orgasm being just as potent as her first. She got up out from under him and began to stand up on her knees.
But he remembered the look on her face when he first came in her mouth and when she got tit fucked. Just like a bitch. And he had a wicked idea. He got up and looked right at her. Before she could respond, he took his hands and ripped off the rest of her sailor suit, the only remnants being her green skirt.
Despite that rough display, Makoto didn't feel any alarm. She wanted to embrace him, to kiss him again before she took his meat inside of her pussy. But instead he grabbed her hips and positioned her so that she was on all fours with her ass before him. Baring his teeth, he plunged his dick right inside of her twat.
Makoto howled feeling his dick inside her for the first time. His size wasn't at all diminished from the first two orgasms he had, he was just as hard up as ever. Even if he was feeling the effects of cumming so much with her, the feeling of Jupiter's wet pussy would have put any man's penis at full arousal. And his meat was no exception, perfectly plump inside of her needy cunt which tightly clenched down on his manhood.
As he thrust back and forth inside of her, he would move his cock back slowly. Only to ram it all the way to the end of her cunt at full speed. She gripped onto the mattress to keep herself steady and looked back at him longingly, pleading with her eyes for him to take it easy. He only slowed down the rate of his pumping to an agonizingly slow pace, moving less than a centimeter per second.
Frustrated and needy, Makoto surprised him when she hit her ass right back up against his hips. Her face was still just as desperate, but the innocent look was something more of a lost princess, not the hungry vixen she was now, hitting her donk right up against him to fuck the cock perfectly still inside of her. When he didn't hit resume his earlier movements, she just looked away and kept on moving back and forth to faciliate her arousal.
That brought it out of him. He started fucking her again in earnest with just as much intensity as before. She wasn't put off by his renewed speed at all, and together they were moving their hips, moaning deeply in their union of debauched pleasure. To make it easier for herself, Makoto started lewdly wiggling her ass, only using her hips and butt to fuck the big dick ramming inside of her twat.
Eventually his momentum got to her. Her arms gave out and her torso collapsed. With her butt still in the air, he spanked one of her ass cheeks as he kept plowing inside of her. Makoto only moaned weakly, giving it back to him as much as she could, biting into the mattress as she felt herself on the brink of an orgasm from the pressure and speed of the penis hitting inside of her.
Her mouth opened up in a raspy cry when he buried his dick all the way inside her and came inside of her cunt. Her orgasm was no less strong than it was though, as her vagina squeezed down hard on his penis. For several moments he was so shocked at the pleasure of her pussy sucked and milked at the cock inside of it. Her initial hoarse moans turned to gentle murmurs.
Not that it would last long. The sweet sensations of her orgasm on his penis only pushed him to start fucking her again. Her cries of release turned into a deep howling sound as his dick was tensing up from the sensation of her raw pleasure he felt as he was actively fucking her. Lost in her own desires, her clothes ripped to shreds and wanting more, she looked less like a Sailor Scout and more like some common whore on the streets.
When he nutted right in her cunt, Makoto's voice finally cracked in her throat. His cream rushed through her vagina all the way to her fertile womb. Already in a state of delirious ecstasy, his creampie pushed her to another orgasm right on top of the one she already had. She was breathless more from all that energy and erotic bliss.
He pulled out of her and she let her hips slump down from all that sex. He got a good look at his dick, covered in their mix of cum. More wondrous still was the sight of her naked body. Her lovely back muscles were covered in sweat and a pool of semen oozed out onto the mattress from under her snatch.
Though all this sex had left him feeling just as woozy as she was, her nude form left him in awe. Moving on closer to her on his knees so that he was right over her back, he grabbed her ponytail and was amazed even after everything just how soft and silky her hair was. rapping it around his cock, he used it to clean his member. The whole time, Makoto simply lay there there, aware of what was happening and not caring one bit.
When his member was sufficiently clean, he rolled her over. She was looking right at him with a deep blush on her face and an innocent look in her eyes. He was smiling at his conquest of her, he looked more like a youma than ever. But lost in that hazy unthinking lust, she never felt more in love with him.
He knelt down and kissed her again. She kissed right back, letting her tongue slowly wrap around his. Even as the person he was now, and after fucking each other like crazy, this moment perfectly fulfilled her fantasy of being with her beloved that she could never have.
When they broke their kiss again, she faintly smiled. Her heart was going crazy, and her vision was hazy from all the wild feelings in her body and body, she couldn't see any of the surrounding area, all she saw was him. With his mind blazed also blazed over from all the sex, he didn't see her as an enemy of his beloved Queen Beryl anymore, just as a beautiful woman who he had satisfied so many times.
He grabbed her throat. Just like in her dream. Her heart jumped up in her chest and her smile widened. His face was also wracked by emotion, nothing quite as deep as true love or compassion but only a lurid desire for the woman under him. Staring at her like a predator, he tore off the rest of her uniform, leaving her totally naked with him save for her boots.
She naughtily grabbed one of her tits and pinched the nipple. Already mesmerized, he grabbed her hips and jammed his cock right back inside of her. Her smile instantly broke up, as all she could do was emit a series of weak moans.
He pummeled inside of her as hard as he could. It wasn't long until his pecker was virtually revived within her needy twat. Any ordinary person would have been satisfied from all that sex and would have been simply happy to have had not only such a beautiful woman but Sailor Jupiter as their squeeze, begging for it all the while. But Mamoru was the reincarnation of Prince Endymion, once a hero as Tuxedo Mask and now an agent of the Dark Kingdom. His power and stamina extended to performance in the bedroom as much as everything else.
Makoto wrapped her legs around his hips and grabbed onto his shoulders. Her green boots were locked onto his waist. Her joy at finally having him had made her quiver and weak in so many ways, but just like him, the exertion of fucking was nothing to her. And the joy of having him for real, again and again, poured a great exuberance into her well beyond her ordinary limits.
The two of them kept at it like that, slamming their hips against each other. His mind had degenerated into a perverted state at that point, he just wanted to cum inside of her again. He slobbered all over her neck, grunting and panting. More than the pleasure of having her again, right now it was the joy of domination. What little sense of rationality left inside of him could only relish in fucking his enemy Sailor Jupiter so good that she was reduced to being little more than some whore on his bed.
When he came again inside of her, he didn't even bother to keep pummeling inside of her to empty his cock of it's contents inside of her vagina. Instead, much to Makoto's disappointment, he only pulled out before she had the chance to finish. As he did so, his spurting dick shot another helping of semen all over her stomach.
She was already on the cusp of an orgasm as he was hitting inside of her. She thought to say something, not to appeal to his former self, but just to beg her to keep fucking her again. But she needn't have bothered.
Before she even could begin to voice her desperation, he grabbed up under her ass and picked her up. She meant to wrap herself around him and not let him get away but in his viciousness, he spun her around so her back was before him. She wrapped her arms around his neck to not let him get away this time. With how tall she was, her vagina was already perfectly in line with the penis under it, curved up and ready for another taste of Makoto's welcoming slit.
He brought his forearms under her armpits. A perfect position to both keep her bound as well as grab her tits. She looked back at his face, staring into his eyes. His face was emotionless, returning nothing of the love Makoto felt for him. But his lips turned into a cruel smile when his penis returned to the loving embrace of her twat.
In his current position, he didn't even think to maintain the pretense of being gentle with her. He buried his hands into her luscious breasts, digging his fingers into the ripe mounds with full force. All the while he slammed into her twat with an unholy vigor.
She snapped her head back and cried out, wanting all of his power. He hungrily sucked and bit into her neck before he jammed his tongue into her ear, still elegantly studded with her rose earrings. Despite being in such a debauched position, there was also a sort of beauty to her as she was getting fucked by him. She had wrapped her legs around his hips, eager to be part of him as much as possible.
She was moaning so much and so tight that he didn't even notice her climaxing on his cock. In that position, she let herself relax. His nonstop invasion of her twat, the hands on her breasts and of course the penis still fucking her like crazy, and all from the man of her dreams, it felt like she was in heaven. If she could spend the rest of her life like this, she would be happy.
And she was plenty vocal about it too. She openly screamed his name and begged for more, tears of love and happiness pouring down her cheeks. Just as bad was the pulsing in her twat, constricting onto his penis as she was on the verge to another orgasm.
When he came again, he jammed his dick inside of her as far as possible, giving her another load of his semen. That drove her to the climax she craved. The two of them had stopped moving just then, savoring that intimate state of mutual orgasm as long as they could.
He let her drop off him. Landing on the soft mattress under her, she wiped up the dabs of cum leaking out her vagina and licked it off her fingers. As she was doing so, he positioned his penis right at her face.
Before he could give the command, she leaned forward and took it in her mouth. She closed her eyes and moaned deeply, cleaning off every drop of their mutual love juices as she bobbed her head back and forth, getting him hard again. When she took the prick out of her mouth, she licked her lips, savoring the taste of their cum and so many other things too.
He was pleased too. On his bed in her ripped up uniform, his cum on her face and still leaking out her snatch, the noble Sailor Jupiter was no longer a proud warrior but his personal fuck toy. He already had so much more he intended to do with her before his stamina would give out. The only thing that would indicate she was a Sailor Scout was her tiara, her collar, and her boots still intact.
When she looked up at him and saw a quiet hunger in those eyes, he knew. There was nothing left of the august majesty of Sailor Jupiter. He intended to have her knocked out from all the things he'd do to her before he offered her up, tired and defeated, as a trophy to his queen and make her a thrall of the Dark Kingdom as much as he was.
Then they heard voices in the distance. It was the other Sailor Scouts. Makoto immediately activated her transformation pen, and her uniform was completely renewed, betraying nothing of what she just did. The brainwashed Mamoru jerked up as well. His sobering mind quickly gave him the senses to tuck his penis back in and button up his fly.
Not that it would matter. Usagi and the rest of them were there before he could properly put himself in a fighting position. And separated from any of his youma allies, Sailor Moon was quick to draw her Moon Stick and use Moon Healing Escalation.
Even if he had his queen and Kunzite by his side, they would not have been able to stem the effects of her power. His corrupted mind had only begun to get back to it's senses from all that steamy sex, and in that weakened state, Queen Beryl's spell faded away in no time at all. And when the dark eyes cleared up, Usagi embraced him deeply.
Makoto didn't let any of them know what went down. She said that somehow she was able to appeal to his old self as Mamoru. Usagi was already so thankful, saying her efforts definitely played a role in bringing back her friend. And in a way, they did.
Rei wanted to push on to fight further and uproot the rest of the youma right then and there. Invigorated with their current victory, Usagi agreed. And so they did. With the reformed Tuxedo Mask at their side, it was easy enough for them to fight all the way to the end. Queen Metalia fusing with Beryl took them aback at first, but together, the reincarnations of Serenity and Endymion were able to slay their mortal enemy with no losses.
But for Jupiter, the victory was hollow. After all that wild fucking with Mamoru, seeing them together just reminded her of what she couldn't have. When they got out of there and high on their victory, they were back on the streets of Juban. Usagi thanked Makoto again for being able to appeal to Mamoru's humanity. She only smiled, saying it was nothing.
“Usagi, you go on ahead,” said Mamoru. “I just have something I want to say to Makoto.”
“Sure thing!” she said, and walked off with the rest of them.
As soon as they were alone, Mamoru said, “I'm so sorry Mako! I didn't mean for that to happen! I...”
“It's alright Mamo. And I...” She leaned forward and wrapped her hands around his neck, planting a smooch right on his lips. He was so shocked that at first, he didn't respond at all. Though as she kept kissing him, he definitely had no complaints whatsoever. Memories of the encounter flooded his mind and he found himself returning her embrace, feeling all over her body in the skintight sailor uniform.
When she broke the kiss, she looked away and blushed. He still didn't know how to react. Then she undid her ponytail, letting her long hair fall down to her shoulders. “If you want to do something like that again, you know where I'll be. I have to go shower now.”
She turned around and went into her apartment building. His eyes followed her fine form in that Sailor Scout uniform the whole time until she was gone. He swallowed a lump in his throat.
Did I make a mistake getting with Usagi so soon? he thought to himself. He knew he was the reincarnated Prince Endymion and he was meant to be with Usagi. Yet right now, destiny and fate seemed like fickle things that were meant to be thrown away. Things had gone back to normal but now they were more complicated than ever. And then he felt his cock spring to life right up in his pants.
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