Back to the couple having sex in Marth’s room?
Wii Fit Trainer teaches more than just yoga.
Back inside the mansion, and away from the many naked misfortunes of Palutena…
Marth's moans are loud and continuous where Wii Fit Trainer has him pinned down on the bed. Her pale lips are sucking on his nipples, while her hand strokes up and down on his achingly hard cock. The naked prince struggles for purchase on the bedclothes while his buxom girlfriend teaches him the meaning of pleasure. Wilma lets her face curl into an perverse, evil smile while she watches his throbbing little penis leak pre-cum like a river.
"Hnngh, Wilma, th-that's too m-much! Please h-have mercy!” Marth moans in time with her ministrations, barely clinging to the ability to speak at all while his girlfriend compels him closer and closer to orgasm. “Ugh, that f-feels so, so g-good!"
But Wii Fit Trainer doesn’t feel like showing her little prince mercy; she feels like stroking his cute, sexy cock until it shoots cum all over the bed. She sucks on Marth’s exposed neck right when his guard falls, and gets her wish granted. He creams himself in a money shot worthy of a mayonnaise commercial, his voice escaping him in the moment of beatific pleasure.
The haggard look on Marth's face when he comes back down from climax is unbelievable. It was as though he'd never had an orgasm before in his life, his blush and huffing moans like a melody in Trainer's ears while her prince melts into the bed beside her; resting his head on her toned biceps.
"Heh, was it really that good?" The buff marshmallow girl asks with an eyebrow cocked, while she licks the cum off her free hand.
“You were sucking on my skin, it… it was practically cheating.”
“Well, it’s nice to know I can turn my favorite yoga student into putty~” Wii Fit Trainer coos while patting his pretty head, “Your body is just so much fun to play with!”
“I… I want to return the favor. You better brace yourself, too, teacher.” The blue-haired boy replies with a blush across his face.
The cum still dribbling out of his cute cock as he switches places with the trimly muscled woman on his bed, Marth grabs the naked yogi by the ass with both his hands-- letting his fingers really grip onto Wilma’s thicc, muscular thighs, he makes that gray blush return to her adorable face.
“Wait, Marth, I— augh!”
Wii Fit Trainer almost wails when her boyfriend’s tongue flicks across her clit, but tempers herself into a loud whimper instead. The tables turn on Trainer when Marth ventures even deeper into her pussy, lapping away inside the walls as she tries to support her quivering body on the headboard. Her knees shake, and her hands squeeze the pillows while she looks down at her boyfriend’s perfect ass wiggling in rhythm with his lapping tongue. This is too perfect.
The prince himself gets to look up past her wet pussy to the glorious sight of Wii Fit Trainer’s marshmallowy breasts jiggling like… well, marshmallows. Just hearing her soft whimpers is enough to make Marth lose track of time while he traces a foreign alphabet on his girlfriend’s clit, and Wilma can’t keep the thoughts in her head straight either as this fantasy comes to life. She’s getting her pussy ate like a buffet platter by the sexiest boy in her class.
Holy shit. He just keeps going. Her fingers grip a fistful of blue hair. She pushes her boyfriend in deeper. She can feel her box quivering in pleasure as it leaks juices down his chin.
After she moans loudly out in orgasm, Trainer finally feels the hands on her milky thighs loosen their grip. She collapses into Marth’s bed in joy, and feels an arm around her abs when he hugs her close. She smiles at his gentle touch, and turns around on the blankets to press her big boobies into Marth’s lean frame. The smile he returns is every bit as loving and warm, but Wilma’s boyfriend tells her something dirty after giving her a kiss on the lips. “I’ve got a big box of small condoms in the nightstand. I’d love to use some tonight~”
“You wouldn’t believe how badly I’ve been waiting for you to ask that.” The horny girl says with an exuberant grin. She helps Marth sit up by grabbing a fistful of ass, and asks the prince, “Why don’t we see how fast we can go through the entire box?”
Her boyfriend leaps out of bed to grab their condoms, and pounces her with kisses upon his return. She rolls the rubber down his shaft, and then pins him down by the wrists while he blushes like a schoolgirl underneath her.
Forgetting all about the public embarrassment that came before, the couple do nothing but fuck, kiss, laugh, and cuddle for the rest of the day. <3
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