A gratifying ride to Your job at your sisters All Girls School.

You'd joked once that it was amazing to go to school and be paid for it as the assistant librarian. Your friend's covert of your workplace in the forbidden garden so few men were allowed into. Their friendly jealousy was something you laughed off as the job as a pale boring rote compared to the exciting day dreamed they liked to imagine.

At its worst it had been like stepping on eggshells when a group of girls had decided to try to get you fired once for fun, their efforts lasting a year before getting bored. Forcing you to hide in the back rooms that whole time. But you could get them back couldn’t you now?

Now normally you left before your little sisters were ready, or drove them to school. But during those rare chances someone else would drive the three of you'd nod off.

Not this time.

In the backseat of the car in the ride after you’d changed your pants you were wired, awake and eager for the day with the notebook safely in your backpack.

Violet in shotgun was clearly pouting as she looked out the window, her gloomy expression reflected in the car window as she glared out at the world.

The queen of the backseat Tsunade lounged across them with her tabi sock-clad feet on your lap. Playing with her phone she took calculated looks to the front of the car as her feet wiggled inching closer to your groin.

They stopped just before their goal and she prodded you getting your attention, looking at her she smirked as she spread her legs giving you a up-skirt view, showing off she commando today.

Your sisters wet pink slit was displayed bare for your viewing pleasure, slipping a hand under her skirt Tsunade spread her pussy showing off her bright pink flesh of her pussy.

She tapped her phone and yours dinged with a texted.

‘Baby sis’s cunny is ready to take big brother cock whenever he would like.’

Winking at you she formed hand-signs and with a barely perceptible hazy puff that disappeared instantly as she henged. A pair of illusionary panties came to be covering her sopping sex.

Your sister wet her lips as eyes flicked to make sure dad wasn’t looking as pressing her foot on my still hard prick, you let out a quiet groan. Taking it as permission Tsunade used the sole of her foot stroking up and down your shaft rubbing your through my pants in slow pleasure that tingled the base of your spine.

Shifting her foot she used the notch in her tabi socks to squeeze your cock as she pumped your cock in its cloth prison. Tsunade held a lightly self-satisfied expression with lightly flushed cheeks as she worked, her texts were a different matter.

‘God, your so big!’

‘I want to taste your cock, to feel you invade my throat and pour your cum down into my stomach.’

Her texts grew more lurid as she curled her toes around the head of your cock, circling it just right to steal your breath with her supernaturally skilled carass.

‘Fuck this teasing! I can’t take it!’ Tsunade texted removing her foot to your temporary dismay.

Her hands flashed through hand-signs before she threw her hands out using a jutsu. In the next instant she’d unbuckled as lurched across the backseat of the car to shove her face into your bulge pressing it against her cheek, her massive beasts pillowing as they rest on your thigh.

The two points of her hard nipples poking your leg make you realize her bra was an illusion as she grinds them into your thigh.

Clasping the outline of your cock and her other hand between her legs, Tsunade breathed in your scent. “Fuuuuck~ I want to too much!” She moaned nuzzling her cheek on your prick, you could feel its warmth through your pants on your aching member.

You looked at your dad and Violet with frantic worry as Tsunade undid your pants freeing your cock that sprung up slapping against her face to her groaning delight. She was kissing the crown of your cock shamelessly with long kisses while stroking your shaft.

“Tsun! What about dad and Violet!?” You hissed.

“Mrh! I used a genjutsu, they’ll never hear or see us.” Tsunade dismissed in favor of lashing at your cock with her tongue, the hot pink appendages touch added to the growing heat in your abdomen.

Looking back you could tell she’d lied, dad was clearly unaware. Violet however, her face tighten up in, her eyes moving very clearly seeing the carnal scene as she fixed a glare at the rear-view mirror, her arms crossed in front of her as she muttered something as she turned one of her hands invisible, then stiffened as you could guess where it had gone.

Your sister was impatience or unsatisfied with just bathing your cock with her tongue as she lifted her head to your tip giving it a smooch and swirled of the tongue around the ridge of your cock.

Then in a single motion thrust she took you to the root of your cock into the wet cave of her mouth and into her throat. You loudly groaned at the sensations your sister assaulted you with, her velvet throat walls massaged your glans attacking your tip, her tongue swabbed your sensitive shaft and her hand massaged your balls as Tsunade pleasured you from tip to base.

Grasping her head you held her in place, or truthfully she allowed you to.

“Fuck! Damn!” You cursed at the wave of hot pleasure coursing through your body throwing secrecy out the window, with each wave you bucked your hips forcing yourself that little bit deeper.

“Glurk! Glurk!” Came the sound sloppy of your harsh invasion of Tsunade’s throat as she choked on your throat stuffing prick. Yet she urged you on by making short quick bobs her head lifting it just an inch before dropping back down wetly smacking her lips on the root of your cock that was quickly becoming slick with her spit.

Tsunade affectionately nuzzled her face into your crotch, purring the act vibrating your cock lodged in her throat. The backseat blowjob is a frantic thing, your sister pushing herself to swallow your cock taking the roughness of you humping her face in stride with her enhanced body as your limit is rapidly approached.

In the front Violet was biting down on her knuckle muffling her moaning as she humped her hand beside our unaware father.

Grunting you dig your fingers into Tsunade’s soft blonde hair forcing her down as you thrust up as you cum, the skin of your ballsack contracting in your sisters hand as the first sticky rope fired into her welcoming throat.

Sloppily she loudly slurped as she pulled out another trick, you felt your balls fill as quickly as they emptied as your world exploded into pleasure leaving you seeing stars. Blinking you could see her hand and its fingers rolling your balls around glowing as her chakra from her medical-jutsu poured into you feeding your endless stream of cum you flooded her milking throat with in bursts of cum she greedily drank down.

Violet up front face twisted as she came herself desperately trying to uphold the lie of her mental enchantment.

She kept you cumming for several more loads before she let you come down from your orgasmic high. You slumped limp in your seat drain and panting as forming a tight ring with her lips she lifted her head in slow agonizing pleasure not letting a single drop of cum escape her as with a wet noisy pop your cock was free from Tsunade’s mouth to limply rest on your pants.

Tsunade preened looking you in the eye as you tiredly watched her swallow the last bits of her reward and let out a contented and smacked her lips.

“Thanks for the meal.” She smugly thanked you as she looked over her mess. “Here let me clean you up for work.” Using her jutsu and applications of chakra Tsunade cleaned up the evidence and restored your energy letting you both pretend nothing happened.

Arriving your father let you three out. “Remember girls, if you need help your brother is in the library!” He called out after them.

Waving him off you parted ways with your sisters who went to the cafeteria to kill time until classes started while you headed to the Library.

Arriving you greeted the head librarian Naomi Campbell, a mousey half-japanese woman who sometimes you thought could disappear in the oversized sweaters she liked to wear.

Clocking in, you were flushed with ideas as the notebook felt heavy in your hands with potential.