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Chapter 11 by fyreant fyreant

Do you intervene? What can you do? And does your 'mentor' complete his own errand?

You spectate on your team-member getting fucked before you can be properly introduced.

Briefly you consider getting up and going over there and offering to take over - that guy is clearly letting his little head do the thinking right now so if another hot costumed babe were to come up to him and ask to 'join in' he would probably just consider it part and parcel of the luckiest day in his life. But you can't be sure about that, and besides, if he brags about you then other heroes might come looking for you later on and connect the dots.

Might as well make the best of it. At least this is more entertaining than watching them play some game for little kids and grandpas! Pete or whatever his name is kinda gross to see undressed, but at least he's not 'oh-God-my-eyes' gross.

"Unhhh... ahh!" Bones yelps as Pete moves down towards her crotch and begins unzipping the tight portion of her outfit covering her mound of venus. "Hey, this table isn't very comfortable, I'm laying on a couple of the domino tiles here... do you think we could maybe go have dinner first? Or get a room, at least...?"

The only response she gets is the perverted low-ranked 'hero' hopping off of the table and grabbing her long, shapely legs in both hands, pulling her closer to him at the edge of the table. The bottoms of her costume are open now, revealing her smooth, clean-shaven pussy lips. A small mystery is solved when Pete runs his thumb over her sensitive petals and spreads her open - thanks to your low angle you can see up between his legs and see that behind her gray, pallid labial lips, Bones is still pink on the inside. He slaps his turgid member against her muscular midriff several times and runs his tongue lasciviously up and down one of her latex-clad lower legs, using his hands to spread her thighs wide apart.

"You know I think there maybe actually was a noise over there a minute ago, I should probably go check it out so if you could just slow down a little-" Bones says, annoyance creeping into her voice as she half-sits up, pushing her hands against his chest. But that contact only excites the dorky ninja more and he giggles almost madly as he pulls her legs up and pushes forward.

"EEEP!" Bones gives a high-pitched squeal. "Wrong one! Jeez, you damn stupid virgin - higher, higher!"

That at least gets his attention - or, perhaps, she just clenched enough that he couldn't make any progress. "Oh, whoopsie-doodle!" he says with a snort. "I meant to go for the one-tile, not the #2 tile! PFfft, ghahahahahaha." he laughs embarrassingly as he leans back and stands up on his tiptoes to get some downward angle before pushing his straining purple cockhead against her vaginal lips. Showing himself to be something less than a gentleman, Pete spits loudly onto the tip of his own cock, working the head back and forth against her slit to give himself some lubrication before starting to drive himself in. Fortunately for Bones it seems like she was able to give herself enough stimulation for it to not be painful while he was amusing himself with her tits.

Pete starts groaning loudly and wraps his hands around her waist, clutching the black-and-white bombshell greedily as he starts to thrust in and out of her. Within a minute she has loosened up enough that he's able to drive his fat cock into her up to the base, his wide stance allowing you to see quite clearly as he goes deep enough that his balls start bouncing against her puckered gray asshole with each thrust.

An idea pops into your head, and you push a portable mini-camera from your gear belt up against the narrow gap in the desk that you're peeping on them through. Couldn't hurt to have some **** material on this perverted hero, right? The tiny reel of tape inside the camera can only hold a few minutes of grainy, low-quality footage but that ought to be enough.

Loudly moaning his pleasure, the dorky guy begins grinding frenetically against her hips, cock buried deep inside of Bones. "Unnnhhh! Gguhhhh! Oh yes! I can't believe this is really happening to me...!"

"T-AHH- tell me about it..." Bones says sardonically in between occasional yelps in response to a particularly sharp thrust of his tool. She seems resigned to it now, and occasionally obliges his motions with a soft grunt, resting her hands against his flabby chest to hold him back from laying on top of her. "N-no more kissing, okay...? No... mmmf... offense but your.. ahh... mouth tastes like cheese doodles..."

The overeager young 'Casanova' railing her is getting more and more gruff, starting to pant as if already out of breath, words being replaced by wordless exclamations of lust. He shifts his grip to allow himself to squeeze Bones' huge breasts in his hands as he stands and delivers, clearly delighting in the feel of them bouncing back and forth in his hands with the momentum of him fucking her. You are slightly disappointed that you don't have a better view of it. After all, if Bones is going to have to give up her pussy to a less-than-studly hero for the sake of the mission, someone who's never had the chance to spectate on the sport of love might as well enjoy watching it, right?

"Hey... nnnfff... HEY! Pay attention, kid!" Bones suddenly raises her voice and slaps him on the chest. "Don't get too caught up in the moment, here! You can't cum inside me! You - Unhhff! - know how to pull out, right?"

"Auhhhh... AWHHHHHH!!" Pete chooses that moment to give a belly-deep groan of satisfaction. Visible shivers run through his back and he mindlessly thrusts forward, grinding himself against her, balls-deep as he squeezes her latex-clad breasts excessively hard. "Whew... uhhh... you said I needed to...? Oh, welp," he says with casual, very mild chagrin, "you should've explained the rules a little bit earlier, Miss Pip! I think I just had a little whoopsie-doopsie, I didn't exactly, ehehehehhehehh, slip out without a trace like a good ninja... maybe you can give me some more training?" he thoughtlessly continues kneading and playing with her breasts as hes stands there, leaning against her and making no effort to withdraw himself.

"ARGH!" Bones grits her teeth and cocks back her leg to give him a sharp kick in the chest, sending him toppling backwards to the floor with an 'OOF!'. "Stupid... fucking... virgin!"

Cyber-ninja, clutching his chest, just rolls there laughing softly. "Uhhh, actually, not anymore..!"

Bones does an acrobatic half-roll off the table, landing on her feet in a single smooth motion. She spreads her legs wide and splays her freshly-fucked cunt open with two fingers, waggling her hips from side to side and trying to get whatever he left inside her to drip out. Soon a few pearly droplets of goo dribble out onto the floor. "You've got to be kidding me... Listen, *huff* 'Pete' -" she says, her voice sharp and irate, "you'd better not even think of telling anybody about this or I'll-"

Before she can get any further, an ear-splitting electronic 'BEE-WOOOOP BEE-WOOOOP' alarm starts blaring - startling you so badly that your legs twitch and you bang your had painfully hard on the desk again. Blue lights start flashing around the corners of the room.

"Wha-? AAAAAHHHH-" Cyber-ninja jerks his head to the side to see what the ruckus is only to let out a girlish shriek as Bones suddenly upends the large desk the two of them had been fucking on and slams the entire thing down on top of him.

"...or I'll do something like that." Bones sighs and wipes the sweat off her forehead with one gloved hand before hastily zipping her thong back up. "HEY! Bunny-bitch! We need to get out of here, that jackass must have pulled open a secure file! The windows are gonna be auto-sealed, we need to get down to the stairs and make it to the vehicle pool!" Scarcely missing a beat she pulls a sleek black handgun from her belt and cocks it, sighting it in.

"I... um.. sorry about the.... wait," you stammer, crawling out from under the desk. "you're not suggesting we shoot our way out of here or something are you? We can't, I mean, these are the good guys, this is the League of Propriety!"

"Yeah, whatever," Bones says with a toss of her shoulder, holding her pistol high and swiftly re-positioning to where she can cover one of the corners and aim down it checking for potential threats. "They're heroes, they avoid getting killed with bad guys shooting at them every damn day, they just gotta do the same with us and they'll be fine. I've seen your file, if you get caught here and Celluloid Crusader or somebody goes poking through your memories you're as fucked as I am, so come on, lock and load and let's get our ticket out of here!"

....this really isn't what you expected your first night as a vigilante to be like.

Do you manage to meet back up with Jokester, and did he get what he was looking for?

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