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Manami Suda has always lived to serve people for as long as she can remember.
Ever since reaching adulthood, she had worked as a secretary or assistant for either a shady non sorcerer company or a curse user group. In those times, she often does ‘favors’ as part of her service to men from higher ranks. She does them obediently mainly to keep her bosses happy enough to keep her, but the stress relief she gets from the pleasure helps too.
She was then hired for another curse group that was formerly Time Vessel Association when she met Suguru Geto for the first time, and she was instantly hooked by his looks.
‘Oh my! What a hunk!’
It was one of the first times she was actively waiting for her boss to sleep with her as she had done with her previous jobs. But that day never came. Instead, along with her duties as his assistant, she found herself becoming a de facto babysitter for his adopted twin daughters, Nanako and Mimiko.
She didn’t mind it that much. She takes care of them diligently knowing how important they are to Geto. Besides, it was also nice to have more girls to talk to about topics like fashion fashion. Well, only Nanako did most of the talking, Mimiko kind of just listening along. But Nanako being talkative tends to be a little insensitive.
“Look, stop trying to get Geto-sama to sleep with you, it's not gonna happen.” Nanako blurted out one day after seeing her flirty acts.
‘You don't need to put it like that!’ Manami vehemently thought, upset by Nanako raining on her parade.
She does have an inkling Geto isn't interested even after the ongoing battle between her and Larue for Geto's attention and love, but still.
Despite that, she still did her best to assist him to achieve his goal.
***
Today is no different as she is at the group's base reviewing minor paperwork while expecting the arrival of a foreign special guest.
Miguel Odoul, a curse user originated from Kenya, and is said to be one of the strongest in Africa, recently joined Geto's cause, after recommendation from Larue, much to her dismay now that this might make Geto to favour him. Nonetheless, Miguel's addition proves invaluable for the group to become stronger.
And tonight she is going to serve him.
She remembered back then when Miguel first arrived, when she reviewed his performance after he's done some tasks for the group with Geto, when he let out some concern about him.
“I believe our friends from Africa have not been enjoying his stay so far.”
Manami agreed based on her observation, “I get it, you can feel it even when he tries to play it off and be polite.”
Geto added, “I think it might be due to how he is trying to get used to much the stronger the sorcerers and curses here compared to his hometown.” Fingers on his chin as he contemplates, “This might be a problem in the future, since he plays a monumental role in my plan.”
She thought along with him to come up with a solution, when it hit her. A way to gain favor from Geto-sama and Miguel, to get back at Larue, and a much needed relief from her work.
She gives Geto a smile. “Please don't worry, and focus on perfecting your master plan. I will personally take care of anything regarding Miguel Odoul.”
Geto smiled back, nodded with approval, “Thank you, Manami. It's nice to see I can depend on you for this.”
‘YES, Geto-sama! Praise me more!’
His compliment strikes her heart with pure joy, yet her face remains calm and haughty. “You flatter me, Geto-sama.”
Back from her reminiscing, she continues to keep his progress, how she would act today might be detrimental for the group.
Just as she finished reviewing her work, he arrived at the base, making sure to greet her in a gentlemanly manner. “Evening, Miss Manami.”
“Evening to you too, Mr Odoul.” Her tone is sweet yet professional. “How do you feel about our endeavors so far?”
“No complaints so far.” His tone is polite despite his accent and appearance, but she can sense a hint of frustration.
“I'm glad to hear.” She crossed her legs, eyes checking him out. “I bet you must be exhausted from all your work.”
He simply shrugged. “It's nothing I can't handle.”
She brushed her thighs and stood up. “Well, as Geto-sama’s trusted assistant, I wish to give you a token of gratitude on his behalf.”
She puts her right hand to her chest. “Please, allow me to serve you tonight.” Her sultry voice leaves little for speculation.
He smirked, let out a small chuckle, understanding her intention. “Why of course, how could I refuse your generous offer?” He thought of how lucky he was and how he deserved this from all his work.
“Splendid. Let us proceed to your chambers.” She saunters to his room, with him close in tow.
They walked together in the hallway when Miguel snuck his hand on her ass, making her gasp as he rubbed them, giving a few smacks, before groping them tight. This was quite a shock to her, but she did not try to swat it away, letting him stay his hand on her.
Trying to calm herself but internally thrilled, she looked at him, seeing his face unchanged but she could feel his hunger, and there was a growing bulge in his pants, obviously looking forward to this.
‘How bold! Do all foreigners act like this?’
Whenever she does favors with her partners, she prefers to keep control on how he would act, even if she was dominated on the bottom. She was hoping this night wouldn't be an exception, but it could be difficult based on his bold ass grabbing.
When they arrived in his guest room, he unlocked the door and let herself in while he locked the door behind her. The room she prepared and designed for him in advance as part of her assistant duties looked well maintained, thanks to the non-sorcerer servants working in this base.
‘Hmm, I'll give those monkeys credit for-’
Her monologue was interrupted when Miguel groped her from behind, his strong hands roam all over her body, breasts and crotch, while his face close to her neck breathing closely, sending tingles on her spine.
Manami breathed with hitches of muffled moans before she could address him. “My my, getting impatient are we, Mr. Odoul?”
“Please, Manami.” He dropped his formality in response. “Call me Miguel.”
He leaned closer, heads turned, bringing their face for a kiss, starting from little pecks to full blown sloppy kisses. He let go of her for a moment so she could turn around to kiss him deeper with tongue.
Her arms wrapped around her neck, his hands one again groped her ass, and her knee grind his hard bulge on his pants as their tongue danced in their mouths.
Minutes after, they finally stopped needing to breathe. A saliva string connects both of their lips, with a lip smudge on Miguel's.
Manami beckons him near the king sized bed as she prepares herself to put on a show. Her arms behind her back reached the zipper of her purple dress, pulling it down.
She slowly shrugged her dress off her shoulders, pulling down to reveal her sheer black lace bra, stopping for a moment to emphasize her breasts, before continuing to pull down her dress until her matching panties were revealed.
Letting the dress fall to the floor and stepping out of it, she watched how Miguel couldn't help but contain his excitement, even in his voice. “Hooh, mama.”
“Like what you see?” Smirking from her pride in her voluptuous body, she walked closer to him before squatting in front of him on the carpeted floor. “Now it's your turn.”
She went to his pants and slowly pulled it down along his underwear, just below his crotch before something sprung out and hit her face. The force makes her turn her head, before looking back to see his cock looming over her face.
She had heard how black cocks tend to be bigger than most, but seeing it for real, she can't help herself feeling terrified along with her desire. His was the largest she had, a fair few inches than most.
‘Marvelous! Everything from its length to its girth is astounding! Will it even fit?’
To get used to its size, she first strokes his cock with one hand, and then uses her other hand as well, just enough to pump his full length.
Pre cum leaked from the tip, she leaned to lick it all away, then went to his underside before reaching to his balls, her hand still on his length. She repeated the same process with her lips on his cock from tip to ballsack, leaving kiss marks all over it.
Feeling herself ready, she put his head in her lips, sliding his length inside her mouth as much as she could, her hand on which length she couldn't take. Slowly pulling out a bit before sliding in again, begin her blowjob while stroking his base.
The sound of her sucking his cock filled the room along with her humming and his groaning along. Her muscle memory kicked in with hollowed cheeks, controlling her tongue, for a perfect suction.
“Ohh… your mouth feels good, Manami…”
Seeing his losing composure ignite her needs, she began to quicken her pace leaving lipstick rings on his shaft. She keeps it up for a few minutes, keeping him on edge before pulling out to breathe, much to his dismay.
Not wanting to disappoint, she slides to her knees, hands slips her bra strap off shoulders, tugging her bra down to free her heavy breasts, his mood instantly up.
“You wanted this too, right?” She proclaims before putting his lubed cock between them, putting some saliva down the valley for good measure.
Her hands pressing them together around his member, with his head managed to pop despite her huge size.
She began her paizuri by squeezing them tight and sliding them up and down, the saliva helped to smoothen the movement with wet sounds. She experiments with how she moves alternating between slow and sensual slides, and a more urgent and quick rhythms.
“So erotic… you use them very well…” Miguel exclaimed to her delight.
She leaves a haughty chuckle. “It’s what I do best.”
His pre cum keeps leaking which prompts her to lean and lick them off, before sucking on his tip and head, her breasts keeping her titjob. His pleasured groan is telling how effective her usage of both her mouth and breasts are.
Just as she feels his cock pulsing as a sign of his closing, he suddenly pulls it away from her breasts. She didn't manage to ask about it before his left hand grabbed the back of her head and pressed his tip on her lips.
“Sorry Manami… I'm gonna borrow your mouth for a bit.”
With that as his only caution, he shoved his cock to the back of her throat, and further until her lips touched his base. She gagged with her eyes watering from his sudden rough oral.
He thrust in a brutal and relentless deepthroat, his huge length bulging her throat visibly, stretching it obscenely as she stayed helpless. Her body reacted, wet pussy dampens her panties.
She had taken rough blowjobs before, but Miguel's sheer size is something more difficult to handle.
‘T-this is too much! Mmph! It's so hard to breathe!’
Still, she tries her best to take it all in by flexing her open throat. While he thought about getting hazy seeking his own desire, he put both his hands on her head, fingers tight on her pink locks. His balls kept slapping her chin within rhythm, as he rammed her mouth faster and harder with reckless abandon.
“Ahh… Fuck! I'm cumming!”
That's all he warned before stopping his frantic thrust as he ejaculated his first release. The load he blows comes deep in her throat, she feels as if it pumped directly to her stomach.
She thought she was drowning as he kept cumming in her mouth, with such an amount it even spilled out of her lips and nose to her chin and breasts until it stopped.
He finally let go and pulled out his cock covered with lipstick ring, saliva and his cum. Her mouth was getting free and she coughed and gasped for fresh air, recovering from that brutal blowjob.
She looked up at him with a mix of anger and excitement. His face showed a subtle sign of high from busting a fat nut in her.
She uses her fingers to pick his cum from her chin and boobs, eyes fixated on him as she brings them in her filled mouth, sucking them clean.
Showing him her mouth that was still full of cum before she swallowed it whole, and only then Manami criticized him with authority.
“Please be mindful of your partner next time. A little more time to help her adjust would be nice.” Her voice is low and raspy from abuse.
“Ah… My bad.” Miguel just apologized with what little shame he had.
Getting up a little wobbly from her knees, she brushes off her body and goes to his bed, laying down on it to rest a little before his turn.
He began to strip down bare, from his white zipped shirt to his pants, revealing his well toned and jacked body already sweaty. He then puts his beret hat away with them, but strangely leaves his sunglasses as went to her.
When her eyebrows raised to question it, he simply replied, “The glasses stay on.”, with little room to argue.
“Alright then…” she let it be, positioned herself as she spread her legs, tugging her panties aside, exposing her pussy already gushing.
‘Gosh, he didn't put it inside yet, and I'm already like this. His cock is going to do numbers to my body.’
“Shall we begin now, Miguel~?”
“Awww yeah, baby…”
Getting in bed on top, he knelt and aimed his member to her wet entrance. Sliding his member to just miss from inserting just to tease her, for her grunting getting impatient.
It only stopped when he put his tip in and inserted his cock inside inch by inch. She gripped the bedsheets, making choked sounds feeling his cock stretching her vagina wide.
When his full length gets in, her body twitches in shock. Her eyes getting teary again basking all of him inside her.
Just as he was about to move again, she stopped to beg. “W-wait please. Let me take a moment to get ready.”
He stays still, watching her morph her expression from teary panic into cool and haughty one, immersing herself to a role to satisfy him and herself.
“I’m fine now. Help yourself out.”
With her permission, he began thrusting first in slow motion, his hands on her waist to keep them steady. Her wet pussy helped to make his penetration swift .
She keeps herself calm, only letting out muffled moans, wanting to satisfy him while still keeping her dignity. She looked and caught his sweaty muscular body looming on her form as he gripped her hourglass form. She managed to see a visible bulge of his cock shape in her belly moving along his thrust.
“Ohh yeah… you're so tight for me, baby…”
Manami gasped in response, “Nghh.. you're soo big, I don't know if i can take more of this-”
A choked moans let out of her when Miguel grinds it deeper, “There's only one way to find out. Loosen up babe.”
His thrust now gradually became more frequent and rapid, while making sure to keep slamming his whole length deep inside. And with that, her mental composure crumbled.
“Ah-ahnn Ah Ahh” her moans become more loud and lewd, face showing how she became more overwhelmed by pleasure, hands gripping the bedsheets for her dear life.
His eyes hidden behind sunglasses, yet clearly hypnotized by her voluptuous breasts. How her mounds shaked and jiggle wildly along with his rhythmic thrusting.
So he decided to use his rough hands and kneaded her heavy tits, “Kghh-” her leaving small choked gasps with his fingers pinching her nipples as he kept relentlessly massaging them. He then moved his head so his mouth sucking her nipples, taking turn on each nipple
“N-no, they're sensitive. Be gentl-” her plea interrupted by his teeth biting on her nipple.
To go even harder on her, he shifts his kneeling deeper, spreading her legs further apart. Pinning her down on bed and folding her into the mating press, he makes sure to quicken his thrusts inside and keep his hands and mouth busy with her boobs.
The continuous dual assault on her sensitive part forced her to drop her haughty persona and admit her submission to his cock. “Yes YES, right there! They way you keep slamming in that spot, ish feels too goood!”
Letting go of her boob covered in saliva and bite marks, he leans further until both of their faces are inches from each other. Their sweaty bodies press together, looking smirk on how effective his effort to dismantle her cool poise.
“You're doing such a great job taking all of my cock.” He cood her with such gentle contradicting his rough fucking, she can't help but blush redder in shame.
He opens his lips wide, warm heavy breaths touching their faces. “Come over here and kiss me in my hot mouth.”
With little option left to do, she obliged, hands pulling his head close and began kissing him, tongue instantly went exploring each other's mouth.
Sounds of her moans muffled and replaced by wet squelch their sloppy makeout, along with it the sound of loud plapping noises each time his pelvis got to hers, filled the room.
Her mind could only focus on him, from his hot sweet mouth, his rough grubby hands, and everything about his cock.
‘At this point, he's going to do irreversible changes to me… and I don't know if I would even hate that.’
He shifts his body again, this time rising from kneeling to squatting. In that angle, he somehow managed to thrust on top of her with more vigor, his tip reaching her womb with each deep thrust.
He released her mouth after some time kissing, now she can let out more of her horny moans, unable to control her emotions from getting fucked senseless.
His penis inside started to twitch as a sign, and he proclaims, “I’m gonna cum, I'm cumming inside you, ALL of ittt!”
Her mind being jumbled and only focused on chasing her high, can no longer decide where she wants his seed. Her body by instinct, answered for her, with her spread leg trying to wrap around his body.
With that as approval, Miguel finally let off his restraint from ejaculation. Repeatedly slamming his hips up and down, before doing one last thrust before finally erupted inside her.
“Oh OHHHH❤️… Ohh…”
Pumps after pumps of his cum shot out of him, spurted deep reaching her womb, before filling the rest of her vagina. A small amount escaped from her pussy, dripping out on her belly and her ass.
She shuddered uncontrollably, her face seemingly consumed by pleasure, feeling her own release along with his. This constant feeling made her think she might lose consciousness.
If she had not taken birth control pills as preparation for today, she was certain that his endless semen would get her pregnant.
After he felt no longer able to cum, he slowly pulled out of her, sitting down to look at his masterpiece.
Manami stayed motionless on her back, needing to catch a break from that brutal sex. pussy twitching as more of his cum dripped out on bed. She used the back of right hand to shield her eyes from him.
The crash of her pleasured rush hit her all at once, she began feeling embarrassed, humiliated at how she acted more like a common whore than a high end escort she presents herself as.
‘If this keeps going, he's going to break me… but why didn't I feel like stopping…?’
Moving her hand away to see him, she looked at him and caught how he obviously is nowhere done. His monstrous cock especially seemingly unchanged, still raging hard despite coming twice now, the chocolate now coated in whites of both their releases.
With that, she made her decision, giving a moment to calm herself down, before getting up, her eyes now filled with hunger.
“Looks like you haven't had enough, huh?” She reached her back to unclasped her bra below her breasts, letting it fall down. Her panties tugged aside before, soon pulled down. She grabs her undergarments, and lightly tosses them aside.
‘Right now, I should use this cock… to make myself feel good…’
Now completely bare naked, she turned around bending over on all fours, with a little struggle, her body still felt sore from earlier. She looked back, making eye contact, as her left hand spread her pussy apart, still dripping out his cum.
And that's when Manami gave a final command before letting him take over completely. “Come and use me as much as you want.”
Miguel, who can't wait to put a member inside her again, simply replied, “Don't mind if I do.”
And so, they began having sex again, this time he fucked her from behind in Doggystyle. His hips continued to move quick, his hands gripped her waist tight, his cock managed to reach deep within her womb, her walls clench tightly yet both their cum acted as lube for more smooth thrusts.
She unconsciously arched her back, letting out guttural moans, echoing the room with the sound of clapping as he railed her pussy. Her body also moved along during his rhythmic railing, making her ass jiggle with each impact.
Such movement once again mesmerizes him just like how her breasts move before. Feeling lucky, he decided to show his appreciation, by slowly holding his right hand up, before giving her ass a huge smack.
“Ahnn!” The sudden move jolted her, her pleasure spiked mixed with a bit of pain from the force. Her pussy also clenched tightly, which he takes as a positive reaction.
He repeated the same action with his left hand, before alternatively taking turns to smack her ass more, earning sudden jolted moans for each contact.
This along with his rough penetration, drained all her strength on her arms. So, she had to lower her upper body and head to lay on the bed, hands gripping the bedsheet, and her teeth also biting the sheet in hopes to muffled her moans to save face.
Her ass stayed arched up, now reddened further, and now added with his hand marks from his spanking. It didn't take long for him to miss her voice, so he leaned down and grabbed her elbows.
And using his sheer strength, he yanked her elbows behind, lifting her upper body up, her surprised gasp letting her teeth go off the bedsheet. He then resumed to pound her from behind, her whole voluptuous body shaken wildly, and her lewd voices came back in full.
‘Ahh… He’s filling me full… I’m going to lose my mind…!’
“Nghh.. Ah- FUCKKK… Ahhn…” her curse is the only real word she can muster before turning back into incoherent wailing, her mind can no longer think of any sentence to respond to any of his action, just the thought feeling of his cock filling her whole.
Such aggressive vaginal intercourse would of course deplete both of the stamina and restraint from another release. And sure enough, he started to feel he came close again.
“I'm cumming again! It's going inside!”
Shifting his hand to grip her wrists so tightly that it might leave bruises, he kept pounding her deep until he stopped, his tip reached her womb, and his cum released, and painted her insides again.
“Ah- AHH… Ah❤️”
Her whole body twitched with orgasm from herself too, completely suspended above at his mercy. She can only let out more moans, shuddering with tongue out to breathe, feelings taken over by desire the second time.
What happened after that is a blur for Manami, all she remembered are snippets of how Miguel completely owned her for the night.
When he let her take over for the first time tonight, it did surprise her that she can still move after two sessions with him. Nevertheless, she straddled on top of him laying down, and rode him in a cowgirl position. She hopped over him, impaling herself with his hardness, dictating how intense she can go, so this time she can feel for herself how his cock shaped around her tight walls.
Shifted into another position, he spooned her from behind, his hands continue to roam all over her sexy body while fucking her. He hooked one of his arms under her leg to spread her wide, fingers stroking her clit, the other hand continued groping her boobs. The dual stimulation drives her nuts, body convulsed from his relentlessness.
Then on bed, she lay back with head hanging off the edge with hair hair dangling, as he stood beside bed, and started to facefuck her, with such intensity like he fucked her pussy. His massive bulge was visible in her throat as she gagged wetly, yet she relaxed her throat and hollowed her cheeks, urging him deeper. He still has time to finger and eat her pussy before erupting and flooding her mouth, pulling out with a glistening cock connecting her wrecked mouth and cheeks.
Once again she sat on top of him, this time from behind in reverse cowgirl on the edge of the bed. At first he let her ride on his cock like earlier, but soon he took over, grabbing her hips and thrust up. This move caught her off guard as using his own legs to spread hers further apart, as he fucked her hard from below. For good measure, he got up and groped on her body from behind, pulling her close and letting her mewl in response.
After feeling like there is no space left to cum inside, she kneels in front of him, tongue out and hands cupped, visibly begging for his cock and cum. He stood stroking his hard member until he came again, ropes upon ropes of cum released all over her. His streaks landed on her face, her eyelashes shuttered close when hit, her forehead, hair cheeks, tongue, nose, lips, and tongue. More landed around her breasts, on collarbone, cleavage and nipples, with some on her hands. She remembered vividly how she relishes his warm essence covering her whole.
After hours of non stop sex, both of them are completely spent. Manami sprawled on her back on bed, exhausted and definitely needed to catch a break. Her magnificent figure and her gorgeous face, both now defiled with excessive amounts of his semen. Her pussy still leaking his cum from inside, a small pooling on the bed.
Miguel, still having a little energy left, kneels beside her head, lifts her head up a little with his hand, fingers lightly locked on her hair. His cock that began to soften, still stood long, resting on her face, covering both her eyes.
“Damn girl… I've never had sex this intense for a while… you really know how to drive me insane…”
Hearing his remark that she had such an effect on him, she can't help but feel proud of herself.
“I'll be more than happy to keep working my ass off for this group if that means I get to keep fucking the shit out of you.”
It's strange that she almost forgot about her objective along with her serving, but she's still glad to hear that nonetheless.
“I'd say we're pretty compatible.” He added, “Hope we get to know each other more in the future.”
After taking more breaths to gather her thoughts, she can only whisper her response, “Likewise…”. She then leans her head so her tongue licks his cock underside, then gives it a tender kiss, a sign of appreciation and longing.
It's scary how quickly Miguel has broken her down from her image of a bewitchingly gorgeous bombshell into a total cock-obsessed slut. However, if that's means he will keep giving her that sweet, sweet relief and unprecedented pleasure each they did this together, maybe being branded as his slut wasn't so bad.
***
The stay in Japan, working as a top mercenary under Geto Suguru’s group, is nothing short of pure bliss for Miguel Odoul. If the thrill of fighting strong sorcerers and curses did not convince him, then having great moments with the rest of his group certainly does.
Especially when he gets to fuck Geto's hot assistant senseless whenever he wants.
And that's exactly what he did, and they did not just do it in their rooms…
“Miguel-san, what are you doing on Manami-san’s desk?”
Toshihisa asked Miguel when he found him sitting on a working desk that belongs to Manami whenever she needs to do paperwork. He was holding a clipboard, with sheets of paper on the desk.
Miguel looked away from the clipboard to address him, “Nothing much, just reading some mission detail files Manami told me to finish before I go, I'm just borrowing her seat for a while.
“I see.” Toshihisa replied, a small look left his eyes when Miguel addressed her so casually. “Do you know where she is right now?”
Miguel shrugged, he put his right hand down below the desk in a stretching motion, “All I know is that she is busy doing her job right now.” His eyes hidden behind sunglasses, looked down below her desk.
And indeed she was, doing a blowjob that is. Manami had been hiding under the desk, sucking his rock hard cock unzipped from the pants for the past few minutes.
She had been sucking it with meticulous caution, keeping the sound low not to be caught. His chocolate member was littered with glistening saliva and pink lipstick rings.
They kept eye contact as she kept looking up, with eyes showing calmness with hidden desire. His hand gently pushed her head, not bothering her as much as she started to get used to his size stretching her throat.
His eyes looked back at Toshihisa, “She's not gonna be here for a while. Tell you what, I'll let her know you were looking for her once she's back.”
Toshihisa simply nodded, “Alright, all the best for your next mission, Miguel-san.” He walked away from the desk.
Miguel kept his eyes on him until he was out of sight, before back at Manami, bucking his hips to push his cock deeper.
“Man, your throat was clenching hard when he came over here. The thrill that we might get caught makes you excited, huh?”
She could not reply to his remark aside from a hum, as her mouth is fully stuffed by his huge member.
The sound of sloppy blowjob gradually got louder the more he bucked his hip and pushed her head. He can feel his cock twitch awaiting its release.
“Loosen up your mouth.”
And she did just that when he pushed her mouth down to his base, and he shot out pulses of his cum down her throat. She kept her gagging as little as possible as she kept drinking his cum.
Once done, he pulled out to let her breathe, but she did not choke or gasped as much, before picking up remains of his cum to swallow. His cock a mess with cum, saliva and lipstick mark, still raging for another round.
***
“M-Miguel…! I had a meeting in 15 minutes!”
“Don't worry girl. I won't take long.”
That's all he said to assure her before he inserted and fucked her from behind inside the washroom. In standing Doggystyle position, her purple dress now hiked bunched up above her waist, her hands braced on the covered toilet seat.
He stood behind her, gripping her butt tight as he pounded her, clapping sounds filled the washroom, her ass shaking and reddening with each thrust. “Man, I can't get enough of your fat ass.”
“N-no need to flatter me…” She manages to let out from her series of moans. “Just get on with it please…”
“Alright…” he decided to spare her precious time, so he picked up his pace, when railing her. And to spice it up more, he picked her left leg and lifted it up high, splitting her and penetrating in a different angle.
“How about this?” He barked, “Am I getting on with it hard now!?”
Manami turned her head aside, looking behind to see him gripped her, keeping her in balance yet still kept pistoned her pussy at a rapid pace. She did not want to waste more time and pleasure renewed from the shift just concurred. “Yes YES… that hits the spot just right…”
He got the reaction he wanted from her, so he kept doing his own thing and penetrated her deeply. She shuddered from the force, head turned back down to brace more until he finished.
His ejaculation came deep, filling up in her pussy, before he let her leg down to her bent over as he marked her asscheeks with the rest of his cum.
Heaving breaths left her as she felt his warm release in and out of her, before she commented, “This better not get to my dress, it's my favorite and it's expensive.”
***
Weeks after his first day in Japan, Miguel had sex with her again, this time they did it in her chambers. The room had a fair amount of elegance from how she kept her high end accessories and top quality clothes. The smell of expensive perfumes that usually linger around were mixed with the smell of sex as they reached a full hour of their session.
Both were naked with their clothes put aside. He was sitting on the edge of her queen sized bed, relaxed as she does the work currently in the middle of a titfuck, his slicked cock sliding in between her heavy mounds. She was kneeling in front of him, with some amount of semen from when he came inside earlier oozes out of her pussy on the carpeted floor.
It doesn't take long for him for yet another release, a few spurts of cum shot up high, one landed far on her scalp and forehead, another aimed at her right eye, eyelashes shut down in time, two spurts on her right cheek and nose, three on her lips, tongue and chin, before the last five landed on her collarbone, breasts and its cleavage.
He watched the aftermath of his penis painted her whole like a piece of art, and let out a whistle, “You really know how to use those titties well. They just felt so heavenly.”
“...yeah?” Feeling satisfied, she let go of his member from her breasts valley. Then she wiped away cum from her eyelashes with her thumb, licking away his cum with a sultry look. She was about to lean forward to suck him clean when she heard her door opening.
“Eek!”
They both turn to see a young girl, a non-sorcerer, most likely a newly hired servant. Her sudden entrance showed she had no clue how Manami scheduled her time with her worktime and pleasured free time.
Of course, this enraged Manami, feeling humiliated on how she was caught in such an embarrassing condition, by a non-sorcerer no less.
“What the hell are you doing, you MONKEY!?”
“AH, I'm sorry! I-i thought…”
As she lashed out on that servant, Miguel watched on, a bit disappointed how their sessions were interrupted in such a manner. He soon realized if this continues, she might call it quits for the day.
That will not do.
Standing up from bed, he grabbed her arms to help her get up, to her shock. “Eh, Miguel. What are you-”
Standing behind, he scooped her up off the floor, hooking her thighs with his arms, pressing his chest close to her back. Lifted up in standing full Nelson position, he aimed his tip on her pussy, closing on to be inserted.
“Hey, put me down! There's-”
Her protest left unfinished as he successfully put his cock in her, stretching her wide, her struggle has been shut down and replaced by submission as she let out restrained moans.
The servant before was apologizing profusely, now standing still in shock, unable to completely process what's happening, seeing a live intense sex in front of her.
Manami soon woke up from her pleasured stupor, soon trying to squirm out of his grip to no avail, so she verbally scolded him instead among her moans, “What do you think you're doing, Miguel!?”
He kept his deep rough pounding while addressing her, “Sorry, Manami. But we're already been caught, haven't we? Might as well go all in.”
Understanding that it was futile to order him to do anything once he made his up mind, she soon turned her attention to that servant.
“D-don’t look! L-leave now, you M-Monkey!”
Barely acknowledging her words, she was about to step back when he stopped her. “No, let her see. I'll show her what happens when someone interrupts our precious moment.”
With that, he cradled both his hands behind the back of her head, tightened his hold on her, and he brutally drilled his full length deep inside her. Manami’s mental strength has been drained, reduced into short, broken moans, the shame overtaken by sheer pleasure, her body limp in his grasp. Both of them felt their additional desire from this accidental voyeurism consumed them both.
The non-sorcerer remains frozen, her face cycles through horror into something darker stirring inside, watching as Geto’s bewitching assistant gets utterly manhandled by a foreign mercenary.
Knowing his release was imminent, he announced, “I'm gonna cum, Manami. It's going deep inside! Take all of my seed!”
Manani can only make a small voice from her depraved moans. “Nnnh… Nooo… Ahnn…”
His relentless fucking finally came to end, as he buried himself deep, pumping large amount of thick ropes of cum directly into her womb.
“AH❤️ AHH❤️ AHHH❤️”
The intensity was unlike anything she had taken, she felt she was actively passing out. Her body convulses, orgasm crashing violently, her loud scream paired with her eyes rolled back high, and his tongue lolling out, revealing her cum streaked, blissed out face.
Neither of them knew what happened to that servant after that, but she would like to think that Geto acted after her report, and punished her severely.
‘Good riddance.’
***
Time flies as Miguel's stay in Japan was extended, all the way to the end of the year. Meaning he spent a good chunk of quality time with members of Geto's group, getting to know their motivation for staying and keep fighting for what seemed like an impossible dream.
Slowly, each of them started to grow onto him, turning what was a hub for him to receive a series of jobs, into a new home added a family-like dynamic with Geto's inner circle.
All of this, and the fact that he gets to sleep with Manami, it's easy to say he absolutely relishes his time here.
But soon came the day of his real mission, the whole reason he was scouted and hired to work under them. A day he honestly did not look forward to
December 25, 2017. The day Geto commenced his masterplan, The Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
It was at its core, a big distraction act. Thousands of Geto's curse were unleashed, along with members of his families, wrecking havoc all over Tokyo and Kyoto.
While Geto himself would ambush Jujutsu High and kill the host of a Special Grade Vengeful Cursed Spirit, and absorb it to claim it as his own.
His role is to buy time for Geto and stall Satoru Gojo, a Jujutsu sorcerer said to be the strongest in this era. A seemingly impossible task.
But he had a secret weapon to compensate. And the main reason he was chosen for this particular mission.
Black Rope. The pride of his country. A Cursed Tool imbued with a curse with the ability to disrupt and cancel out the effects of other cursed techniques.
A possible answer to counter Gojo’s technique, as a price of nullification of his own technique, which he had to rely on physical strength alone.
Miguel is now standing tall on a rooftop, with Manami standing beside him. They looked down on the ground, when they spotted Satoru Gojo, a man he only recognized from the bandages over his eyes. Along with managers, he was with whom they presumed his students, a teenager with white hair… and a panda.
“The bandage guy… I'll take him on.”
Manami clutches on her white jacket “Sounds good. We'll take on the other Jujutsu sorcerers.” She turned her head to him. “Just one last reminder…”
“Yeah I know, we're only supposed to be stalling them.”
Neither of them could hear what Gojo was discussing with his manager and students. So, when he made a ritual circle around his students, and they disappeared leaving behind a crater, it caught them off guard.
“No way! They figured it out!?”
Miguel was not pleased, knowing that his disadvantage only got worse. “That's why I said it would be good to prepare a stand in.”
She was annoyed by his remark. “A half-assed double is useless! Geto-sama said so, remember?” Left with no choice, she announced through the communication devices on her jacket. “Mimiko! Nanako! We're going ahead of schedule. Engage!”
Now that their time is cut short, he had whatever doubt or hesitation he felt. He addressed his enemy with a confident tone, loud enough to be heard from below.
“Hey, Special Grade. Let me introduce myself. I'm Miguel, your opponent.” He clutches his Black Rope tight on his left arm.
“Sorry, Miguel…” Gojo turned around, pulling his bandage, revealing his left eye. His blue eyes shined piercing as they looked right at him. “...but I'm in a hurry right now.”
‘The Six Eyes.’
While not being the person in focus, Manami cannot help but shudder with fear from his gaze, even his handsome face did not help to mitigate the intimidation.
With no words left to be said, Miguel descended from the rooftop to take him head on by himself.
Manami can only hope for the best for Miguel. For Geto-sama, with his dreams to be achieved in the future after their victory. And for herself, as her body already yearns for his return.