Training and Competitions

Written with Cross C

A happy-go-lucky ship forged through the waves, foamy crests and white caps rolling below, the wind blowing gently across the deck in the crisp early afternoon as it sailed right on its skilled and redheaded navigator’s chosen course. Most everyone was topside at the moment so for a reader picturing the famous Thousand Sunny from above would have a variety of places to park their attention. It was Robin’s day of the week, her designated day in which she hung out her recently worn selection of panties for all to see and enjoy so the forecastle just behind the smiling lion was strewn with clotheslines and brightly colored underthings. Their owner wasn’t present but a certain bard of a skeleton was, twirling about amongst the g-strings and bikini bottoms while strumming his violin and composing an ode to them in companionable solitude.

On the quarterdeck towards the back of the ship and to the starboard side of the raised structure that contained the galley was the wearer of those universally flimsy underwear. Robin was lending her wise counsel to Usopp’s (her new son) current attempts to improve his chosen weapon, the crew’s recent adventures in the Florian Triangle as well as aboard the ghost ship Thriller Bark once again reminding the Great Captain Usopp’s less able alter ego of his utter weakness compared to his more formidable crewmates. Unfortunately, the only swim-trunks clad Straw Hat sniper was having trouble focusing upon his slingshot and, indeed, even Robin’s intelligent suggestions as distracted as he was by the curvature of her ass, the sizable spheres not at all obscured by the ruby red two-inch frill that was the 'skirt' Nakaba had selected for her today (No panties at all given the day). And that was to say nothing about the massive breasts that dominated the width of her torso and were only clad in a lacy pink industrial strength brassiere.

The majority of the Straw Hats were dispersed around the green lawn that made up the main deck. From a vaunted vantage point the absurdly bulky cyborg appeared to be doing pushups with his bright blue swim-panties pulled halfway down his disproportionately skinny thighs. A yellow bikini top and tight jeans booty-shorts clad Nami was leaning back against the ship's railing, her body and ballooning breasts outthrust, fat nipples poking clearly through the thin fabric of her top.

Steel-hard muscles glistened in the sun on the overlooking deck above. Zoro's overdeveloped squarish pecs, taut washboard abs, and v-cutting in hips were on display as he wore nothing but his white cotton fundoshi.

Zoro idly scratched his naked ass, only the twisted cloth rope bisecting his butt and concealing his crack providing him any sort of modesty.

As a swordsman, a fundoshi was the only garment he would ever wear. He still couldn't believe how long he'd worn a host of worthless clothes despite his dedication to the blade. It galled him that it had been the ginger harridan who'd reminded him of that fact. The conversation had started due to Nakaba's duty to decide the outfits of his Babes.

Somehow Zoro had been dragged into the conversation, though he wasn't entirely sure why. His first instinct had been to tell her to shut up or at least change the topic. But in the end, the smug thief had known what she was talking about as Nakaba had attested, it was normal for all those dedicated to the service of the sword to eschew all garments save for the select undergarment of the samurai.

He grimaced as he looked down upon the poser who had the gall to be wearing just a fundoshi as well, Tashigi's fat tits swinging and swaying wildly as she gestured forcefully at the newest babe. What was the point of casting aside all useless coverings to be an unsheathed blade in spirit if your spotter could and would stick you in some sexy shit the moment he got off his ass and remembered to do the parts of his job that weren't jamming his dick in your holes?

“So, how’s the new girl?”

Zoro looked to his side as said Babe Spotter walked up to him with a cup of coffee (having slept in well past noon). As usual, the guy was naked, his colossal limp manhood swaying heavily even after he’d stopped as if determined to always draw attention to itself, and he was enjoying himself far too much. But with how the crew were acting towards him, they seemed to be disappointed when he did wear clothes as that meant no Babe Shows were near. Zoro didn’t care that much though, he was far more focused on his own goals than trying to constantly get off like some of his crew.

“Which one?” He gruffly replied, turning his head back to the main deck where his main annoyance worked, “The Marine or the girl you gave to the Marine?”

The recent island raid had been a complete success in Nakaba’s eyes. He hadn’t even had to do anything, just wake up before he was presented with the three hottest girls on the island. Kidnapped by three of his lackeys all wishing to earn his favor. The girls had been scared, until he’d come out dick-swinging and easily swayed them into a desire for piracy. It had been a powerfully fun Babe Show for all involved, but in the end he wasn’t impressed by two of them and let them return to their pathetic husbands.

Charlotte was the only one who’d stayed. An opera singer and stage diva, she had a body that begged to be played with and a sultry spring in her step as soon as she’d seen the sexy schlong of her dreams. She was blonde with long hair, often kept a black feather boa around her neck with her deep black dress displaying her curvy body, and a beautiful pair of blue eyes. A new ‘Straw Hat Singer/Stripper’ position had opened up just for her, so Luffy was all too happy to accept a new babe to have fun with around the ship. He felt he’d earned the reward after dismantling the local evil government on his own personal adventure, meaning he’d missed out on the Babe Show.

So why was this sexy diva now in a yoga outfit and overworked? Well, Tashigi had requested an official position on the crew as well. The easiest one that seemed to work was ‘Personal Trainer’, meaning she was in charge of keeping everyone’s training in check. A perfect fit for the ex-Marine who wanted some level of power back in her life. But here’s the problem: no one was respecting her yet. The day she’d tried to get the crew on the deck and working out had been met with a myriad of comedic setbacks, such as Nami refusing to take part, Sanji trying to kiss her feet, Franky inventing new ‘automatic work out’ equipment that would lift dumbbells for him, Usopp contracting ‘I can’t work out disease’, Chopper showing how strong his other forms were and overdoing it by throwing a dumbbell off the side, Luffy just wanting to wrestle with everyone, and Zoro stubbornly refusing to do anything if ordered by Tashigi. The only one who’d tried to keep to her insane work out schedule? Charlotte. An act she thoroughly regretted now as she ran laps around the ship in her bra and tight yoga pants.

Tashigi just wanted to do her job right, but it was causing problems for ol Nakaba.

“Either, really.” Nakaba shrugged, sipping his coffee while admiring the sweaty diva run away from the barking Tashigi. “She takes things way too seriously, doesn’t she?”

“Yeah. No shit. I’ve been wanting to train down there all morning, but I’d hate to overlap with her nagging attitude.”

“Hm, fair.” Nakaba yawned, “It’s your turn on the rota today though, right? Better get down there before they hunt you down.”

The swordsman sighed, he wasn’t going to be able to train for ages now. He knew he’d enjoy this, but having to deal with that woman barking orders around even when it wasn’t to him just ground his gears.

With a resigned attitude, Zoro slipped out of his fundoshi joining Nakaba in nudity though his flaccid penis was naturally far less impressive. He was a ‘grower’ not a ‘shower' like the ship’s spotter and captain happened to be. Something he was more than happy to be given the way Nakaba’s baseball-bat thick softie seemed to get in the way. Footwork was everything in a swordsmen after all. Grimacing he took his own soft length in hand and started working it to hardness even as he said to Nakaba, "Why don't we forget the silly shit and the two of us just fuck the new bitch? Bet we can make her really sing…"

Nakaba laughed, shaking his head, "Hehe nothing fazes you, huh? That's why I like you. Proper big dick attitude to go with the-" he gestured at Zoro's steadily hardening cock in his pumping fist. "Still take it from me, your dear sempai when it comes to the sexes: never turn down a blowjob! There's nothing grander than that moment where a woman gets down on her knees! Just think: every lady from the kindest mother down the street to the smuggest world noble has already submitted to the co-option of their sexuality long before I came along. Every single one of them is ready to put down their pride, put aside their petty egos and just give themselves up to submissive sexbot drudgery! I posit to you, good sir, there is nothing hotter than seeing a proud lass deep-throating a funk-filled bratwurst while trying her very best not to retch!"

Zoro scoffed and jumped down to the main deck, deciding he'd rather just get the blowjob rather than listen to the long-winded Spotter deliver another of his rants about blowjobs. Or kami help him- go on and on about shit everyone already knew, that stupid shit-eating grin on his face like he'd just pulled some masterful practical joke.

His presence was noted by both women. Relief washed over Charlotte while Tashigi just nodded at Zoro, “Ah, here we are. Seems like it’s time for your blowjob training, cadet.”

“Thank god… can’t take anymore stamina drills…” The diva panted, grabbing a towel and wiping her face of sweat before quickly hurrying over to the uncovered dick. Her blonde hair was matted, her face drained of her sexy allure, this woman was just **** to be doing anything but working out, and would literally suck any dick right now.

But that wasn’t on Tashigi’s agenda. “Hold it!” She yelled, stopping Charlotte just inches from Zoro’s erection. “First we must identify the penis! Is this a Babe Spotter dick?”

“For fuck’s sake, she knows that already,” Zoro finally spoke, growling at his rival who stood stubborn against him, “Let’s just get this over with.”

Charlotte looked up between the two. Stuck between a dick and a bitch place. Tashigi was tapping her arm, annoyed to be usurped by the tool she was going to use. While Zoro didn’t want Tashigi to talk as much as possible. If he could just cum and leave, he would. The diva was more on his side, but feared the workouts she’d have to do tomorrow if Tashigi wasn’t pleased with her work.

"Ooohh.. is this a trick question? I mean, if a man on my island had this dick he would most definitely be the official Babe Spotter. But I know Mr. Zoro isn't. Nakaba is the only one aboard ship. So... no?" she beamed hopefully at his cockhead as Zoro rolled his eyes and kept up a lazy stroke to keep himself hard through this stupid bs.

“Correct. And then what do you say?”

The diva looked up at the swordsman, then spoke as if she’d recited lines, occasionally looking back at Tashigi for an approving nod. “I am about to give you a blowjob, but it is only for training purposes and not an in... indication of sexual attraction. It is certainly not an invitation for you to ejaculate in my pussy, a place where you are not allowed to-”

“I get the FUCKING point! GET ON WITH IT!”

Not wanting to get on his bad side either, Charlotte quickly lunged forwards and started licking. She wasn’t the best at giving blowjobs on the ship, but Zoro wasn’t a whiner. His rival on the other hand…

Crossing her arms under her bust, Tashigi huffed. “You aren’t supposed to be giving commands. I’m the trainer here, and I don’t mind changing it to female slit lick training to leave you high and dry.”

“Thought you weren’t into chicks?” Zoro shot back.

She continued to pout, “I didn’t mean me. There are plenty of ‘Nico Robin Pleasure Stations’ around to practice on.”

“Franky’s using the one on deck.”

Tashigi looked back. Indeed, currently the disembodied rump was being rammed into by the Straw Hat’s resident shipwright. It wouldn’t be for very long, but then this argument was going nowhere anyway.

What was a ‘Nico Robin Pleasure Station’? Well, as the cumrag had yet to be delivered, Nakaba had reminded everyone that they should allow the men to play a game of hide and seek with Nico Robin’s powers. She’d bloomed multiple copies of various body parts around the ship for the crew to have fun with in their daily masturbatory habits. Obviously, even with it not being a real ‘human’, they were barred from cumming in her pussy. But there was still fun to be had in finding the part and fucking it as hard as they could. Twas the ‘normal’ thing to do, obviously.

Robin was enjoying the constant buzz of her body, while getting to feel all the cocks and licks against her new parts. She’d left her rear on the deck, where anyone could unload in her asshole. She had left a copy of her pussy in the bottom of a cooking pot. Zoro found Sanji licking her clean with the whole metal dome on his head. A pair of breasts sprouted on Chopper’s doctor bed, which was where he’d been for most of the morning, trying to ‘impregnate’ the tits. Luffy had found Robin’s mouth on the end of one of the masts, looking like a weird stowaway as he wrapped his limbs around the wood and humped. Even Nami had been compelled to finger the pussy that had appeared on her desk. Trying to get work done while pumping her digits into the moist hole.

“I could still find a different one, I think there’s an unused mouth around the flowers.” Tashigi frowned, avoiding the look of the orgasming cyborg. An overhearing sniper’s ears perked up as he quickly made an excuse and ran off upstairs. “And my point was that you are replaceable. Just like the rest of these men.” She jabbed a finger into his peck, to which he rolled his eyes once more. With her point made, Tashigi returned to her instructions. “We shall be conducting this training as a speed test. Instead of trying to make your partner feel good for a long period of time, you will be graded on your ability to get this penis to ejaculate as quickly as possible.”

“Works for me.” Zoro grumbled. Though didn’t get to grumble much longer as his cockhead hit the back of a diva’s throat.

Charlotte had heard the new orders and quickly changed blowjob tactics. What had been soft licks and sucks on the tip, now was an unparalleled **** on cock. The diva had had plenty of partners in her time working to the top of the singing world (though the shriveled old cocks of record labels she seduced had nothing on these younger pirates) and she still had many skills of the suck. Her technique to practically smash her face against Zoro’s pelvis was a strong one, able to easily deepthroat him again and again for a truly righteous sloppy bj.

Already it was getting difficult to hold on to his cum. The thieving diva was doing everything in her power to retrieve it at all costs. Her pace was impeccable, her hands stayed locked to his hips to balance herself, and just as he would get used to her Charlotte would change her style to something like keeping her mouth still with dick pulsing in her throat so he’d have to grit his teeth even harder. The worst part? A smug Tashigi tapping her finger against her arm, using his old friend’s face to deliver a truly annoying ‘you’re pathetic’ look.

“Come on, Zoro! Pull your weight around here and train the new bitch properly!” Nami called out from her seat, deciding to weigh in on the blowjob as if it was her business. Just another annoyance to the greennette. He could see the smugness on her face as well, especially when she mockingly waved her hand back and forth to ‘jerk off’ into her mouth.

While Tashigi didn’t mind the assist, there were more pressing issues on her mind. “You could always join in too, you know. You’ve still yet to attend one of my training sessions.” She said, Nami just blew her off by going back to her book. “Of course, if you think you can’t handle it…”

“Excuse me? What did you say?” the ginger practically yelled, slamming her book down and stomping over to the ex-Marine. “Let me remind you of the pecking order around here, because let me tell you that you certainly aren’t number one in Nakaba’s eyes!”

“Does that mean I have authority over you, Ms. Navigator?” Robin chuckled while joining the others. Both women frowned at her approach, as it had taken the wind out of their growing fight. “I say we take this opportunity to establish a new ‘pecking order’ between you two. Surely you can both see the need for a competition of sorts?”

“She’s right. I feel like I still haven’t seen either of your potentials because you don’t respect me enough to join in on training.” Tashigi admitted, clenching her fist in annoyance. “I wish to show you my skill and see yours as well! Let us do as the samurai would and duel! Right here!”

Nami clicked her tongue at the display, “Slow down, Little Miss Mihawk. Robin probably means a sexual competition. Which is fine by me, if I win you can’t pester me about joining your stupid training sessions anymore. And if you win I shall attend at least one.”

“...make it one week, and you have a deal.”

The two quickly shook hands in agreement, “Excellent. We may as well continue Ms Singer’s training at the same time and have you two compete in quickest oral orgasms.”

“Zoro’s already looking like he’s about to tap out. Where’s the sport in that?”

“F-fuck you!” Zoro growled, though no one really felt the bite of his words as he was curling around the blonde head by his crotch.

It was at this point that a certain naked boy swayed his way downstairs. Finishing the last of his coffee and lazily throwing it to the floor. “Morning, ladies! Sounds to me like you got a mighty need for my meaty treat!”

As a contrast to her previous attitude, Tashigi bowed. “Thank you Nakaba-san, that would be very helpful. But we need at least one more set of male genitals.”

“Ow!” A yell above them suddenly yelped out, “Oi, Robin! Why’d you get rid of your mouth like that?! I was in the mid-WOAH! AIIEEEE!!” There was a quick scream as a body suddenly fell from the garden area of the ship. No one made an effort to save him, though thankfully the same collection of arms that had pushed the boy made a bed for him to land on. A dishevelled Usopp blinking in confusion amongst the rest of people looking at him. “W-what?”

Tashigi looked between the cocks she was being hypothetically offered. “Hmm, if it’s all the same to you, I’ll request the larger penis to suck.”

“Ha! Fine by me!” Nami burst out, grabbing Usopp by the nose and dragging him to his feet to stand next to Nakaba and Zoro. “I might not enjoy sucking it, but you have fun trying to get Nakaba off for ten minutes while Usopp blows in ten seconds.”

“O-oi…”

“You’re right!” Tashigi exclaimed, lightly smacking her head. “I should have thought about that more…”

“Franky? Think you can give me something to suck as well? I wouldn’t want to be left out of the fun.”

The blue haired cyborg had been panting flat on his back. His wiener in the wind as he watched his cum leak from Robin’s asshole before she came over to ask him. He gave Robin a look before shrugging, “Fine fine. Luckily I have this extra cola!” He exclaimed, switching out the ones in his stomach fridge before jumping up in overflowing energy. “Mmmm, SUPER!”

Soon the four men were lined up with their four women kneeling in front of them, Tashigi's positioning breaking up the symmetry as she made room for Nakaba's extensive length with the rest knee to toe with their respective partners. Charlotte had taken a mild break, both for Zoro’s sake and the lack of instructions. Tashigi was frowning for the first time at Nakaba’s massive schlong, the daunting task. Nami was looking cockily at Tashigi, barely even acknowledging Usopp. And Robin was busy concentrating on Luffy fucking her asshole on the other side of the ship.

This wasn't Tashigi's first time sucking upon her Spotter's cock. Her time as Nakaba's newest Babe had been brief but his interest in the novelty of her body had not yet waned. They'd had sex a lot and if most of her oral pleasuring had involved more licking and sucking at and the sliding of her lips upon the mammoth penis, there had been the night he'd had her laid out on the bed with her head hanging off and he'd **** a deep-throat mercilessly. She'd been little more than a passive receptacle for his thrusts, as roughly used as any of the various Nico Robin Pleasure Stations until he fired off deep within her oesophagus as he seemed to fill her stomach directly with a deluge of cum. It had been a harrowing experience but it gave her the confidence to take on the task at hand now.

Heads bobbed around her: blonde, red, and black. Soft slurps from two, loud exaggerated ones from Nami as she reached around and held Usopp's buttcheeks in a finger-spread flesh-sinking grip as she drove the movement of his hips to match the motion of her face.

Tashigi's mouth struggled with the monster in front of her. It was so thick that she could hardly open wide enough to push her lips fully onto the bulbous head. Her teeth scraped along the underside of the head, drawing a moan from Nakaba as she slid the swollen member deeper with each pass.

The navigator was going for the win. But Tashigi refused to lose too, swallowing her fear to open her jaw as wide as she could. In truth, Nakaba was too large. Sucking upon her lovers’ dick had been a natural reciprocal part of foreplay but the thought of trying to fit all of Nakaba in her mouth made her nervous, at least of her own volition rather than simply passively serving as a tight vessel for his pleasure. But she tried anyway and much to her surprise and relief, she managed a startling amount as her lips and throat worked together against the huge girth in a **** attempt to accommodate her master. Staring fiercely at Nakaba’s black pubes, saliva dripped down from her chin in thick droplets. “Aaaaaaahh~!” She cried out loud as she finally managed to successfully swallow half of the World-Class Babe Spotter’s member into her mouth.

She was dismayed by the inches still to go. Tashigi had never been one to back down from a challenge. It was uncomfortable, almost to the point of unpleasantness, but she drew on everything she’d learned and endured throughout her long career as a nascent Marine to try again. Even if it meant taking some liberties and doing things that were usually reserved only for those willing to put themselves through hell.

With that thought, she took more, letting her tongue slowly and methodically work along the shaft, trying to find its best spot so the giant cock could slide fully in without feeling like it was **** her. That she had to breath **** her hand and she rebounded from Nakaba’s crotch like a rocket, thick strands of spit tethered from her lips to his huge, flared cockhead; the intimidating organ seeming to encompass her entire range of vision. With the sound of Nami and Charlotte lewdly working nearby, the pace of their bobbing heads ever present in her periferal, Tashigi didn’t relent for long. Soon she was sucking upon her Spotter eagerly, stroking the massive shaft firmly in both her soft hands as she slid her lips completely over the head, her tongue swirling and caressing the spongy flesh in her mouth, bathing his cockhead adoringly.

The men were at various stages of enjoyment. They were currently standing between the two sets of stairs in a row, keeping their hands away from their partners to keep it ‘fair’. Once it had become a competition, Zoro had entered a zen mode to try and keep his pride. His arms were folded, his face a scowl, and he was trying to just simply ignore the pull of Charlotte’s throat. Next to him was Nakaba. Hands behind his head, grinning at the scenes both below and around him, and leaning back against the wall as peak relaxation with Tashigi trying her best. Usopp was far more tense. He didn’t mind being used as a quick cummer, but was honestly trying to hold on so he could enjoy the high and mighty Nami sucking his dick as long as possible. Who was to say when that would ever happen again? **** for all the snide comments she’d thrown at him and all the debt he’d ‘accrued’ from helping her make weapons was finally coming out as she slammed her throat onto his dick. Sure he was biting his thumb nail in worry at the growing look of anger in her eyes, but he wasn’t against letting her work a little for the win. And finally on the end, Franky was having his dick sucked by Nico Robin, a real beauty of a Babe, and he stood confidently with his hands on hips as he let the girl go to town. She wasn’t as eager to win or fearful of failure, so a reasonably slow paced suck was enjoyed by all. Her Babe Spotter trainer had certainly made the archaeologist’s mouth a lovely experience. Taking her time, but also adding new tongues in her mouth to lap where she wanted to as well.

Four dicks were in heaven as the four babes suckled and slurped. Only the quiet waves splashing against the side of the boat as a backing track to the sloppy blowjob orchestra.

At one point the girls all started to realize their sucking was starting to feel really good for them as well. Nipples hardened, panties moistened, and their mouths began to really get into the groove of a dick in the mouth. It was quickly surmised that they had an audience. Either Sanji had come down with drinks before stroking himself, or Chopper was peeping on them from his doctor’s office again, but masturbation was clearly happening as they took part in this abrupt babe show. It encouraged all of them to just suck the hard hot sticks as much as they wanted, gobbling down as far as they could. Nami wanted to get Usopp off for two reasons now, as she was starting to regret not picking Nakaba’s freakish meat.

Especially when the homely sniper suddenly cried out, his hands briefly twitching into her hari before he frantically let go, “G-ggr Ggreat C- captain Usopp’s aboutt- tto blowww!”

Nami had twisted out of the way and as Tashigi looked over to witness the lesser Straw Hat’s ejaculation out of curiosity, she met eyes with the red-headed navigator. A limp wrist pumped as Usopp groaned and shot out several spurts of cum into the grass before him. “Uh oh. Looks like this skinny little penis couldn’t help itself!” Nami’s tone was bored and uninterested but she soon smirked and stuck her tongue out as she caught Tashigi looking at her.

“That’ll be 500,000 berries-heart emoji, baby!” remarked the Straw Hat navigator regarding the trembling Usopp with flashing eyes.

At the sniper’s whine of dismay through the jerking spasming aftershocks of his orgasm, the beyond confident thief continued, “What did you expect? It was a hundred K for peeping on me naked in the bath way back when! Of course, a little head from yours truly would cost so much more! Don’t worry, Usopp! You can pay me back in easy monthly installments!”

Dismissing the Straw Hat’s frantic complaints, Nami turned her attention this way, “Looks like you lose, Tashigi-baby! Guess all that marine training means nothing without experience back it up.”

Tashigi ignored the mercenary pirate-lass’ antics, she wasn’t deterred, recognizing the hollowness of Nami’s victory instinctively. Inducing a small penis of a non-breeding male to climax was not a difficult task in the slightest. Nami would never have followed through with her end of the bargain anyway. In her opinion, the contest had been entirely unequal from the start.

Only Charlotte with the reprobate otherwise known as Roronoa Zoro and his undeserved and frankly beautiful big phallus could be said to be a worthy challenge. So she wrapped both hands around Nakaba’s massively girthy flesh pillar and opened her lips wide, her eyes closing as she took a breath through her nose, and **** her mouth down around the imposing length of fuck-pole, the huge head pushing into the back of her throat, making her **** a bit before she relaxed, the massive prong sliding down her gullet.

Nakaba hissed in pleasure, rewarding Tashigi and that was all that mattered. A blowjob contest wasn’t anything she’d ever imagined herself taking part in. She’d often thought of herself and her tastes as too plain for anything higher than stroking off her husband on their wedding day. But now she was facing the barrel of the gun. The thoughts of a tidal wave of hot white dick juice shooting right down this cannon and into her gullet was too enticing.

Franky fell next, stumbling onto his rear as Robin calmly watched his dick twitch and shake around. More cum splattering the floor as the cyborg let out a howl of confidence. Seemingly holding on with all his might to be second place, Zoro suddenly exploded into Charlotte’s mouth as well. Holding the diva against his junk to unleash blast after blast into her stomach. Taking cum was part of her lesson plan, so he was allowed, though Charlotte was a little shaken to be gulping down the semen with such little warning. Not helped by how tense Zoro’s muscles had become as he hunched over the woman, his face straining under the sheer intensity of his prolonged climax.

And then, as one would assume, Nakaba was all that remained.

It took about half a minute of Tashigi’s sucking before the rest of the girls abandoned all pretense and joined in on Nakaba.

There was no point in waiting, Nami and Charlotte quickly latched their mouths on the foot of dick that Tashigi couldn’t fit in hers. The bespectacled brunette was trying her best, but there was just so much penis and so little throat left. She still got the lion's share of it, but her rivals now got to slobber and slurp up the end of the veiny shaft as much as they wanted. Nakaba’s smell did this to all of them though. This was the dick that made them feel like a woman, that had unlocked their bitch switches and made them the horny freaks that would walk around naked if commanded. Just the chance to taste it was enough for them to be leaking all over the ground where they knelt. Helped by Nami and Charlotte getting to fondle the low swinging testicles, encouraging the sweet fountain of cum inside to grow. Not that Nakaba needed encouragement to overflow with semen.

Robin also joined, but with little space below left she simply hugged the side of the boy leant against the wood. The older woman had been taking a lot of time to kiss Nakaba recently, probably another reason why she let Franky unload on the grass, but it had been noted by her rivals the look of intrigue Nakaba was giving her back. They often whispered tiny unhearable words to each other, giggling like young lovers in their arms, and she was even managing to distract Nakaba while he was receiving a multi mouth blowjob down below. It wasn’t his fault, but it did feel like Robin was enjoying his company a little too much. Even now, flicking his nipples and nuzzling into his neck, there was a smile on his face for her that was never shared with the rest of them.

So Tashigi just had to suck harder.

She practically demanded her gag reflex disappear. The sheer **** of will she had to enforce just to cram inch after inch of meat down. It filled her throat, blocked her airway, and she just **** more down. Encroaching on the spots of her rivals to swallow and swallow more down, squeezing as much as she could with her bulging neck muscles to pleasure him as much as she could.

“Grr!” He suddenly growled out,grimacing before smiling down at the girl with a single line of drool down his chin, “Hehe, y-you want it that bad, Tashigi? Fine by ME!”

He said her name… Strangely that made her heart flutter in happiness, though that might have been the lack of oxygen as he held her head steady to unleash his jizz.

The tired jaw of Tashigi was pushed to its limits as the penis inside her mouth grew to accommodate the tidal wave of white liquid flowing through it. Piping heat that had emanated from his smelly junk before grew even hotter as soon as the bulbous purple tip exploded in devastating **** down towards her stomach. A sheer web of sticky cum just blanketed her insides. She moaned in both pleasure and fear as it felt her stomach was expanding to even hold the first blast of babe spotter semen that had been released.

Wanting to share in the glory, Nami and Charlotte quickly formed an alliance to get Tashigi off of Nakaba in time to get some cum themselves. Pushing back on the woman, though the scraping tip was making it hard to unhook the ex-marine who was shaking in air-loss pleasure from the cum filling her up.

Like a full magic trick, Tashigi just kept bringing more and more penis out of her mouth. The cum finally hitting her taste buds and sending her climax over the edge. Sensations had been too much for the girl as her pussy squirted all over Nakaba’s feet. Her resistance to Nami and Charlotte was shot as well and she was finally pushed all the way off, with a huge dollop of semen falling from her mouth and onto her chin and breasts as she fell onto her back.

Nami took seniority and slammed her tongue onto Nakaba’s dick slit. The next jet rocketed up into the upper walls of the navigator’s mouth just how she liked it, dripping onto her tongue so she could enjoy it for a while. She then let the next just blast all over her big tits. A bit of a waste, but she did love to show off to the others, while also taking the time to lick it off around the ship. Charlotte quickly took the next few blasts, going for a much less original tactic of just gulping down as much as she could. The taste was just far superior to Zoro’s and she had to get his out of her mouth, preferably. Navigator and Diva then spent the last few blasts sharing between them and letting a few dribble out onto the **** Tashigi. Robin’s hands forming behind her head so she wouldn’t **** on cum. Though she was far too bleary eyed to appreciate it.

With a single stretch, Nakaba began to walk over the woman. “Anyone who didn’t finish, feel free to go on this one. She is the loser after all.” He announced, walking away with Nami, Robin and Charlotte in his arms back up to their shared bedroom.

Tashigi was just cognizant enough to feel more cum hit her, but not enough to figure out who. It didn’t matter though. She got Nakaba to say her name during her blowjob, and she could survive any other trial if it meant her master liked her a little more.