Justice Realization Committee Member (Mob-chan) and Toyomi Kotori (Cheerleader ver.) intense intercourse. – Blue Archive Hentai

Panting closely, Toyomi Kotori leaned again in opposition to the wall of the deserted gymnasium, her petite cheerleader uniform clinging to her sweat-soaked pores and skin. The bubbly pupil council VP had simply completed an intense spar with fellow committee member, Mob-chan, as a part of their secret coaching routine.

But this was no abnormal exercise. Mob-chan’s declaring victory by pinning the panting Kotori to the bottom, his robust palms gripping her delicate wrists above her head. A primal starvation shone in his darkish eyes as they roved over her heaving chest, barely contained by her cheer high.

“Kotori-chan… you put up a good fight,” Mob-chan growled, voice low and thick with want, face simply inches from hers. “But you know there’s no escaping me now…”

Any retort Kotori might need made dissolved right into a shaky moan as Mob-chan dipped his head to nuzzle at her slender throat, sharp enamel grazing delicate pores and skin. Her physique betrayed her, nipples hardening into stiff peaks beneath the skinny cloth of her uniform. She may really feel Mob-chan’s arousal urgent in opposition to her thigh, sizzling and insistent.

“Mob-chan… we can’t… not here…” Kotori gasped out weakly, whilst she arched up into his contact. But her protests rang hole. The reality was, part of her had been aching for this forbidden tryst ever since Mob-chan first laid these intense eyes on her.

Ignoring her half-hearted objections, Mob-chan accomplished his exploration of Kotori’s neck with a tan-line inducing chew to her collarbone earlier than trailing moist kisses alongside her jawline. Kotori’s head fell again in opposition to the wall with a muted thud, eyes fluttering shut as she gave herself over to the intoxicating sensations.

With one hand, Mob-chan deftly unfastened Kotori’s high, letting it fall open to reveal her pert breasts. The cool air on her overheated pores and skin made her jolt and whimper, nipples puckering even tighter. Mob-chan groaned on the sight, reaching out to cup the beneficiant mounds in his giant palms. He rolled her delicate peaks between his fingers earlier than taking one tender bud into his mouth and suckling greedily.

“Ahh! Mob-chan!” Kotori keened, fisting her palms in his darkish hair and bucking in opposition to him. Electric pleasure shot straight by way of her as Mob-chan labored her breasts with gifted lips and tongue. Her panties dampened along with her rising arousal, cotton scratchy in opposition to her engorged clit.

Sensing her want, Mob-chan launched her breasts and ghosted a hand down her physique to her skirt. Deft fingers hooked into the waistband and he virtually tore it off her, baring her dripping core to his hungry gaze.

“Bloody hell, Kotori-chan… you’re absolutely soaked,” Mob-chan panted, operating a reverent finger by way of her slick folds. “Did sucking on these cute tits actually make this tight little pussy wet for me?”

A darkish blush stained Kotori’s cheeks at his vulgar phrases whilst liquid hearth flooded her veins. “You idiot… of course…” she whimpered.

“Mmm, good to know,” Mob-chan purred. Then his mouth was on her, kissing and licking her weeping slit, spearing his tongue into her fluttering channel.

Kotori almost screamed, toes curling in opposition to the graceful flooring as Mob-chan feasted on her pussy like a ravenous man. Tight thighs clamped round his head as he drove her nearer and nearer to the sting with lips, tongue and enamel. His palms continued their worship of her breasts, teasing, tweaking, pinching, stoking the inferno constructing low in her stomach.

It wasn’t sufficient, not almost sufficient. Kotori whined needily, rolling her hips in opposition to Mob-chan’s face as she chased her quickly approaching climax. He growled into her dripping flesh, the vibrations making her mewl and shudder. Then he latched onto her clit, sucking laborious as he thrust two thick fingers into her clenching cunt, and Kotori was coming undone.

“MOB-CHAAAN!” she screamed to the rafters, again bowing, backbone impossibly tight as pleasure crested over her in waves. Her pussy spasmed round his plunging fingers, gushing and clenching as Mob-chan milked her by way of her intense orgasm.

By the time she floated again down, Mob-chan had settled between her unfold thighs, laborious cock nudging insistently at her core. “Kotori-chan… I need to fuck you. I need to claim you, mark you as mine,” he rasped, voice strained with barely leashed starvation.

“Y-yes Mob-senpai,” Kotori breathed, past caring about propriety anymore. She wanted him inside her, filling her, proudly owning her physique and soul. “Take me! Make me yours!”

With a harsh groan, Mob-chan surged ahead, burying himself to the hilt in her soaking wet warmth suddenly. They each cried out on the contact, shuddering on the electrical connection. He felt so big inside her, stretching her partitions to their limits. Kotori had by no means been so full in her life.

For an extended second, neither moved, luxuriating within the feeling of being one. Then Mob-chan started to maneuver, hips beginning up a relentless rhythm as he fucked into her keen physique. With every thrust, the large head of his cock kissed her cervix, making her see stars.

Their tempo grew frantic, hips slapping collectively lewdly, the sounds of moist flesh and panting breaths bouncing off the gymnasium partitions. Sweat beaded on their pores and skin, sticking their entwined our bodies collectively as Mob-chan pounded Kotori into the wall.

“Yes, yes, yes! Don’t stop, Mob-senpai! Harder!” she chanted, wrapping her legs round his waist and utilizing the leverage to fulfill every thrust. Her second climax constructed rapidly, the gathering strain virtually an excessive amount of to bear.

Suddenly, Mob-chan wrenched them aside, palms like metal manufacturers on her hips as he spun her round. Stumbling, Kotori braced her palms in opposition to the wall, arching her again and presenting her slick pussy to him.

“Fuck, you’re so sexy like this. Loving my cock so much,” Mob-chan grunted, spreading her ass cheeks large earlier than slamming house as soon as extra. Kotori’s head lolled ahead, hair obscuring her face as she surrendered fully to the laborious fucking.

Behind her, Mob-chan labored himself right into a frenzy, vicious thrusts making her physique jolt with every affect. One giant hand wrapped round her neck,Hold to drag her again onto him as he emptied his seed deep in her fluttering cunt.

“Take it, Kotori! Take everything I have,” Mob-chan snarled, rubbing his thumb roughly over the skin of her racing pulse.

“Mob-senpai!” Kotori wailed, imaginative and prescient whiting out as Mob-chan’s command despatched her hurtling over the sting. Her pussy milked his pulsing shaft desperately, grasping for each drop of his launch.

They stayed like that for a very long time, Mob-chan collapsed over her again, each heaving for breath. Finally, he pulled out slowly, streaks of mingled cum dribbling down Kotori’s thighs. She could not suppress a whimper on the sensitivity, and Mob-chan smirked smugly.

“Not bad for a first time, na?” he taunted frivolously, smacking her ass playfully. “Now, let’s get you home, Kotori-chan. I’m not done with you yet.” He grinned wickedly as he rapidly gathered their scattered garments.