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Chapter 15 by MightyViking MightyViking

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Come help!

“Come help me with her,” you say, but it doesn’t come out sounding good. You sound like a scared little girl.

Amy just stands there. Maybe it’s what you said, or maybe it’s the view. Looks like she's not in the mood.

Finally, she looks at you and starts to speak, but Riona bursts out angrily.

“Oh, fuck off Amy, you dumb cunt, it was just getting good!” she shouts, kicking her feet.

Amy’s eyebrows shoot up, and you’ve seen enough anime to know this is where a vein pops out on her head. Amy puts on a big, fake smile.

“OK,” she says. “You two are busy. We’re having an important meeting, but you two don’t worry about it. You just stay up here.” She puts her hand on the doorframe and turns to look at you again. “Right here. Enjoy yourselves. Don't go anywhere.”

She leaves, closing the door.

You stare after her. Then you collapse on the bed beside Riona, laughing your ass off. Now you’re the one kicking your feet.

“It’s not funny. Are you gonna fuck me or not?” Riona snaps.

You roll over and look at her. She shuts up. Her face is right there, and her expression is… too much. You can’t. You just can’t. You go in and kiss her on the mouth, and she kisses you back hungrily. You move closer up to her, your hands on her soft, smooth, damp body. The strap-on is poking against her belly as you pull yourself closer, trying to get as much skin-to-skin contact as you can. She feels amazing.

“Fuck me,” she demands every time she can get any breath between kisses. “Please,” she adds through gritted teeth when you start running your hands through her hair and kissing her neck. You can’t torment her forever, but there’s something you have to do first. You wrap your lips around one of her fat nipples, and it’s the first time you’ve heard her whimper. You touch between her legs, and it’s just a hot, slippery mess down there. If you went down on her, you’d come up dripping. You want to, but you want to kiss her even more. You climb on top of her, pushing your lips to hers lustily. You barely have to guide the strap-on. She groans into your mouth as it slides easily inside her.

You hump awkwardly and weakly because you’re more interested in her lips, but her body language quickly becomes so needy that you have to grab her shoulders for leverage so you can thrust like you mean it. Her cries when you really slam in are almost painfully loud. The whole house must be able to hear it, and it feels good on your end too. In fact, you’re about to have to do something with your mouth to avoid making some noise yourself, because the pressure on your clit from the strap is incredible.

Riona bucks as she cums, and she clamps down so hard that it’s actually difficult to move the strap-on. She growls ferociously and goes limp, breathing hoarsely.

You stop to catch your breath yourself, your sweaty face pushed against hers.

You lie together like that, very awkwardly for a minute. You giggle.

“Shut up,” Riona mutters.

“Oh, you don’t like it?” You touch her lips with your finger and she snaps at you like an animal. “Oh my god. You aren’t going to pay me back?” you ask in a sultry voice.

“I’ll pay you back. Untie me,” she growls.

“OK.” Grinning, you roll her over and look at the knots. OK, so untie her… how, exactly? This is crazy. How did Aki even do this?

You have a little problem here. Aki is going to have to do this. But you want Riona’s hands free. You want to see what she does. You are so turned on right now that shyness does not matter.

“We need Aki,” you say.

“Fuck!”

You agree. You don’t want to pause for anything, but Riona is literally trapped. You have scissors, but they won’t cut rope like this. And the rope is probably expensive. You just need to be quick.

You hop off the bed, still incredibly wound up. You need to get off. Desperately. You grab Riona’s t-shirt and put it on; she’s taller than you, so it’s almost like a dress.

“I’ll hurry back,” you promise her before she can say something.

You leave the bedroom, pausing. Amy said something about a meeting, but that was… you lost track of time.

Look for Aki downstairs? Or in her bedroom?

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