The Testament of Sister New Devil: Episode 3 Altered Fan Service Scene

Having learned that Yuki Nonaka is not only another member of the Hero Clan and so technically a sworn enemy to their kind but that she is also Basura's childhood friend, Mio is moved by suspicion and jealousy to spy on his meeting with the pretty bluette. However, when she overhears Basura refuse to accept Yuki's entreaties to abandon her and Maria as well as his strongly held conviction to protect them as true members of his family she is moved by shame and gratitude, fleeing the restaurant. She asks her succubus guardian how she can make it up to Basura....

“Spending time naked together is the perfect way to build trust, isn't it?” chirped Maria confidentially despite that she was wearing only a towel just like Mio with Basura similarly unclothed sitting on a stool before them, his back turned.

He looked back over his shoulder, smirking slightly, “That's generally between guys, you know?” He didn't really sound that against the idea and Mio was encouraged. She liked his calm confident tone. He played the big brother part well even if he was her same age of eighteen. She hadn't been sure about this plan of Maria's. But Maria was older and she trusted her senior like no one else and she surely knew what she was talking about when it came to these things. And it wasn't like she didn't like the idea itself as the stuff of fantasy. Actually going through with it was something else entirely though.

“No, no, if you're both sharing in the embarrassment then your unity will grow whether you like it or not!” Maria enthused. Mio cradled the soapy sponge to her chest, hoping that was true. She was certainly embarrassed, feeling comforted that he wasn't looking but at the same time strangely annoyed about it too. Would he be looking if she were Nonaka? She thought spitefully. Thinking about what Basura might have been doing with his fellow Hero Clan member and childhood friend only strengthened her resolve to go through with this plan.

“What do you mean?”

“Come now, Basura-san. I don't know why you are being so bashful. This is just like your Introduction at school! You showed Cock-sama to the class and then showed them all your most private of faces as you sprayed your juicy cum all over the floor! Mio's already seen that! This is the same principal but a chance to build a bond just between us without being frayed by the presence of all those nobodies!”

Mio felt a warm pulsing sensation in her lower body as she remembered the day Basura had joined their class. Seeing him masturbate. Touch and stroke his penis. His big... beautiful penis. That brief expression of nervousness as he took it out of his pants in front of the class. The fierce intensity in his green eyes as he began to get into it. She hated the appreciative whispers and giggles from the girls and especially the way Nonaka Yuki leaned forward and stared with possessive interest.

Basura's tone was reluctantly thoughtful as he admitted, “That is true...”

“Now then, Mio-sama, shall we wash Basara-san's cock?” declared Maria's high-pitched and deceptively youthful voice.

That made Basura get to his feet and turn to face Mio and she felt her lower body heat up as his calm gaze settled upon hers. She dropped her eyes and traced the hard well-defined muscles of his torso down to the tiny towel covering his groin, “Woah. Is that what we're doing here? Mio? Is that what you want to do?”

She couldn't meet his eyes and embarrassment kept her from saying the words but Maria was quick, dancing around between them so that the hem of her towel swayed and teased the shape of her small butt, “Of course it is! She wanted to do something for you to show her gratitude for your stalwart support in our hour of need! So please! Allow yourself to be **** by spreading your legs and relinquishing your member to our care! Now, Mio-sama!”

She took a step forward, “Y-yea... I get it.” Hesitant she paused to judge his reaction.

He had a warm smile for her and his hands loosened and dropped his towel. Her breath hitched as her eyes zeroed in upon his groin, finding herself somewhat disappointed that he was still soft. His size was not apparent this way. Just like back in the classroom, her rude imagination called up the photos she'd seen of Toin-san's strongly visually-arresting flaccid member, hanging well past his similarly large testicles and her throat tingled and heated up with the activation of the curse.

Ah! That even that small betrayal set it off was beyond unfair. How was she supposed to think and fantasize about ONLY her 'master's' penis when the person with the biggest dick in the world went to her school!

Other parts of her body grew hot and... wet and she whimpered with a sudden urgent need building across and inside her womanhood, a tingling desire to be touched, stroked, stimulated, and...filled.

Her steps quickened and going to her knees before Basura was a relief for her quivering legs.

She was very gratified to see that his member was rising, steadily filling with blood. Growing in length and its girth swelling before her eyes. Getting big. Not Toin big but still pleasingly big.

Mio realized with alarm that she was staring and then that Basura was watching her with a small little curve to his lips. She quickly looked away to the floor and took her sponge and brought it into contact with his hard shaft, her free hand shook a bit as she brought it up to touch the side of his cock and hold the sponge in place.

“I-I'm starting now.” she told him nervously and he softly responded his word almost feeling like a caress, “Alright.” Mio shivered.

She began running the soapy sponge along the thick prick as she used the other hand to work the suds into the flesh, pumping the big dick with her soapy palm. Mio found she liked touching it, holding it in her hands, loved looking at it as it moved and swelled in her grip.

Her attention drifted to the rest of his naked body. It was so close. He had no fat, his wiry muscles easily discernible through his skin. It was surprisingly attractive to her, different from the usual 'hot-guy' body type that usually drew her eye: tall and skinny with a big bulge.

“Huh.” She noticed all the scars scattered across his hard body, suddenly very cognizant of the very different life he'd led compared to her until very recently normal sheltered experience.

“What is it?” he asked before gasping a bit at her touch.

She looked away and shook her head firmly, focusing on his nice big cock in her soapy hands, “N-No, it's nothing.”

“Ahem. Ahem.” Mio jerked as Maria hinted loudly, having forgotten the succubus was still in the room now hovering over her shoulder watching with that perverted smile of hers.

Face flushing all over again she said, “I-I know!”

She stopped washing Basura's cock order to release her towel.

Basura sighed loudly as two heavenly spheres of perfect, pillowy softness and warmth closed around his cock. He looked down, meeting a nervously smiling Mio, who was pumping her beautiful, creamy-skinned breasts up and down his shaft. He smiled, eyes closing, tilting his head back softly. This sensation was immensely pleasurable and quite different from the last time he'd had his cock between her boobs. Then he'd been furiously thrusting himself between them as Mio moaned passively, now it was an act of loving service as Mio gently, sensually rocked her torso and lifted and lowered her heavy breasts with her hands.

He looked down to see Mio with her eyes closed as she smiled and panted softly, gliding the firm embrace of her breasts up and down his shaft. Soon her perfect white teeth sunk adorably into her delicate lower lip, her red tresses disheveled as she pumped his shaft with her delectable rack.

Basura didn't want to take advantage of Mio while at the same time he very badly wanted to thrust his big dick into her pussy so badly it was difficult to contain himself.

He fully intended on sleeping with Mio. He'd realized this with startling clarity on the day he'd encountered Toin and the intention had only grown stronger after he'd met with Ryoko and Takeshi again to talk about it and get themselves off together. He'd actually begged off doing Ryoko due to the strong feelings he had for Mio.

But if he was going to have sex with Mio, he wanted to do it right. His honor as a member of the Hero Clan demanded it, whether or not his people accepted him anymore. He wanted it to be a mutual expression of their feelings, a relationship, not simply a one-time good fuck.

And yet here he was having his dick fucked by Mio's big beautiful soapy tits while a practically cackling with glee Maria directed their coupling as if they were two puppets on strings. No. This wasn't how he wanted it.

“Alright.” He knelt down, pulling his crotch away from Mio as he took her arms into his hands, “Thank you. I think that's enough. Its quite clean and too much more and there'll be a mess.”

“Huh? I- well, that'd be okay I mean- don't you want me to.... finish?” asked Mio hesitantly, with obvious desire and arousal and it was so difficult for Basura to not push the seduction. It would be too easy. Maria's damn curse! How the hell was he supposed to not take advantage when the succubus's magic was actively trying to **** Mio to be his sex-****?!

“It felt very good, Mio. But I think it would be best if... we waited.” He couldn't restrain himself from reaching forward to put one of her dangling tits in his hands and scraped the erect nipple across his palm. It was sort of a promise that he did want her if not right now and an attempt to head off a violent explosion at his apparent rejection.

She reacted strongly to his touch, her breasts were extremely erogenous after all and she moaned loudly but she was nodding through pants when he pulled back, “Ah...okay...yea...”

He smiled at her and brought his hand to a more neutral location, her shoulder, “Now... what do you say we get dressed and have some of that delicious looking cake you two brought me?”

“Wha! Wh! Woah! Oh Oooops!” Maria interrupted their moment, the girl somehow tripping and falling. A rain of white liquid splattered across both of their bodies and as the succubus knelt on the tiles next to them, her arm stuck out between them to shake an overturned jar, emptying the rest of its goopy contents largely directly onto his erection.

"Maria!" he exclaimed before the familiar scent of it hit his nostrils, "Is that-"

"Yes... Toin's super yummy seed...mmmm" the succubus's cheeks were rosy as she crawled forward on all fours, her towel falling away to reveal her slim body with its tight little curves. Her little tongue came out to slide along the side of his messy shaft, one of her hands taking possession of his scrotum while the other slid up the back of his leg to cup his left ass cheek. Mio watched hesitantly only inches away from the head of his dick, one arm pressing into the slopes of her breasts as the hand hovered at her throat where the magical tattoo of the curse was glowing violet.

Maria turned to look at her charge while sloppily pulling a long strand of Toin's sauce into her mouth with her fingers, "So good! Would you like some too, Mio-sama?"

She didn't respond with words, instead she lurched forward and Basura soon had two very enthusiastic tongues running all over his cock. To say it felt amazing was an understatement and his arousal finally boiled over the wall of his iron will power.

"You two... Alright. If that's how you want it..." he declared standing tall and letting them adjust to the stance, feeling his dominant instincts take over, "....then I don't care what happens anymore!"