Sloppy seconds

“Dick.” Masahiro grasps you by the hips and flips you onto your back. Then he plunges inside you, apparently Kazuo’s cum being more of an annoyance than an impediment. Like his blood brother, Masahiro is rough. His slams into you hard over and over again. How do the girls here put up with this? You can’t imagine how sore you are going to be when this is all over. Masahiro bends down and starts licking and nibbling on your nipples. For the first time, you start feeling kind of good.

Then you here Kazuo say, “Move, Masahiro.” You crane your head back and see Kazuo kneeling above your head, half-hard cock in his hand. Masahiro does sit up while continuing to rail you. Kazuo presses his cock to your lips and you unthinkingly open them. He pushes his cock inside your mouth. It is still wet from when he was fucking you. It tastes a little sweet and a little salty. His cock hardens once it is engulfed in your wet mouth and he starts gently fucking your mouth. A little afraid he will start throat fucking you, you close your lips on his cock and start sucking on it.

At the same time, Masahiro grasps you by the wrists and starts ramming you even faster. It isn’t long before he is pulsing and spitting cum into your cunt. When he pulls out, cum floods out of your pussy and down your thighs and ass. Your legs feel like you’ve just run a marathon. And you still have Kazuo trying to make love to your throat above you. Now that your hands are free, you place them on his legs so you can stop him if he gets too overzealous with that.

That gives you an idea. You start sucking him as deep as you can and swirling your tongue over every millimeter of his cock in an effort to get him to cum faster. When he finally does start shooting cum down your throat, you make a finger-gun with your right hand, three fingers pressing hard on your palm. A thin needle slides out of your forefinger. It stings a bit but it is probably the least intense feeling you’ve had in the last half hour. Then you stick it directly into Kazuo’s femoral artery.

“Ow. What the hell?” He brushes your hand away. “What was that...?” he mumbles. Then he falls forward. You extricate yourself from him and stumble to your feet. Your legs are trembling and your thighs and pussy are sore as hell. That reaffirms your decision to take Kazuo out the way you did. It wasn’t ideal, since he will probably remember something of what happened. But if you got fucked a third and likely forth time, you didn’t think your body would be viable for the mission. Keeping ‘Yozora Tainaka’ free of suspicion was a goal of the mission but not the primary one.

You glance around and see that Masahiro is napping on the futon. Which they hadn’t bothered to use while plowing you. Animals. You kneel down next to him as silently as you can and then inject the paralyzing agent directly into his carotid artery. He doesn’t even open his eyes. Well, that’s not bad. Hopefully he just thinks he was napping.