A Long Time Coming
It was a nice and hot summer day, the wind blew softly over the open sea, giving a soothing comfort to the otherwise unbearable heat. Most of the Strawhats had sought shelter in their respective chamber of choice, tinkering away on inventions, training, cooking or even seeing how much of their own feet they could swallow. It was your typical, average day on the Sunny.
There were those among the crew, however, who had no interest in hiding from the sun and had instead opted to take a cooling dip in the vast, unfriendly sea. Of course, they made sure to deploy the convenient flotation ring which could section off a small piece of it for them to safely swim around in. The net, which formed a half-sphere beneath the surface, was a nice addition since they didn't want to risk having any fishes swim up their buttholes again.
Standing right under the scorching sun, stretching her body, Nami prepared herself for a spectacular dive. To her side, Robin stood and watched, enjoying the view of her lover's new bikini which they had recently purchased. It was definitely not an uncommon thing for this mischievous woman to dress herself in clothes that left very little to the imagination, and this time was no different.
The orange one had acquired herself an oddly cute bikini which had a base colour of marine blue along with thin borders of white. Small, fluttering frills adorned the edges and on the front of each piece, both bottom and top, were small silhouettes of cute animals. Besides this rather child-like design, the size of the bikini itself made that appearance shift to a more adult one - it was definitely way too small for a woman such as Nami. No matter from what angle you saw her from, there were always parts of her large chest that seemed to spill out of the tiny top.
It wasn't so small that it squished them into sectioned blobs of fat, but it definitely made her appear far more endowed than usual. The bottom piece didn't do that much of a better job at hiding the parts it was meant to protect. Tiny strings were the only things keeping this part together, and the fabrics that snugly hugged the flesh had formed itself like a second skin over Nami's crotch. There was definitely an argument to be had whether it was just a naughty shadow, or if she indeed had a prominent camel toe on display.
With her eyes scanning every little inch of Nami's perfect body, Robin couldn't help but feel excited and playful as her mind raced with naughty ideas. Below the ship, floating on top of the water, Brook and Chopper lazily drifting back and forth with half of their bodies submerged in the cold water. They had plenty of inflatable gear to keep them from sinking, of course. Since she knew the two were down there, Robin just had to tease her lovely friend, and she had just the perfect prank in mind.
As Nami readied herself, calculating the path before her and the trajectory needed to plunge into the desired area, Robin positioned herself along the railing. She poked her head over the side and called for the attention of her two friends, just so that they could see what was about to happen. The archaeologist prepared herself, summoning a singular arm somewhere secret and waved for Nami to do her thing.
As the signal was given, Nami swung her body backwards, as to gain a bit more momentum, and dashed forward with an endearing enthusiasm. Robin grinned happily as her friend's tits began to bounce as she ran. Her ass wasn't far behind, literally speaking, and swayed with an enticing fashion with each step she took. The firmness of her body, molded from years of travel, combat and food of astounding quality, kept all of those juicier bits of hers in place as she ran towards the edge.
Then, as Nami flung herself over the railing, flying through the air and forming herself into a spear, that sneaky limb that Robin had brought to life finally revealed itself. With her arms positioned in front of her, ready to breach the surface of the water, Nami was too immersed in her dive to notice that her top had come undone.
With a resounding splash, Nami pierced the chilly sea and instantly vanished beneath the surface. Having made enough space for her arrival, the two onlookers watched while leisurely drifting away by the waves created by the impact. Having clearly witnessed Robin's little plan in action, both of them stared with anticipation for Nami's return. The evidence of success was clear, as they could now see the frilly top appear from beneath the depth.
As the seconds ticked away, time felt like it had come to a crawl as all three eagerly stared at the spot where Nami would surely appear from. After a moment, they could see the familiar shadow of their beloved navigator approach from below. As it grew, Robin, Chopper and the bony boy, Brook held their breaths and leaned themselves closer for the big reveal.
Like a graceful, weightless athlete, Nami shot up from the sea and flew up into the air until the borders of groin breached the surface. Her impressive form glistened with moisture and her hair was slick with water. But more importantly, her impressively large, firm and outright divine tits had finally graced them with their presence. All three of them let out a soundless groan of approval as the majestic orbs came into view.
"Aaaaah..." Nami let out a sensual sigh of relief as her body returned down into the chilly water. "That feels so much better!" she continued, almost purring with delight as the dry and sweltering heat had been replaced with a cold, refreshing sensation. "I have to thank Franky for coming up with the idea of this make-shift swimming pool! This is awesome!"
With eyes closed, Nami let her body drift freely on its own as she savored the relaxation that washed over her. Unfortunately for her, she had yet to realize what was wrong and had no idea that her tits were being molested by the hungry eyes of her companions. Each boob was like an island, jutting up from the sea with an enticing buoyancy. Her nipples, rigid and inviting as they were, stood like tall mountains atop these plump continents.
Brook couldn't help but let his jaw drop and almost unhinge from his skull as a bit of blood dripped from his nose. Normally, having him around during times of near nudism would've been an inconvenience to say the least. Unfortunately, neither Robin or Nami could stop the overwhelming perversion this old bag of bones exuded and, instead, resigned to their fate. It took some time to get used to, but the two ladies finally managed somehow, and now it was kind of amusing in certain, defeated fashion.
To his side, Chopper gawked and blushed profusely as the last shreds of his innocence were chipped away. Since the start of his adventure with this group of odd-balls, Chopper had never found an interest in human females, or males for that matter. But with the constant exposure to the untold amounts of baths with both Nami and Robin, the little guy had come to understand joys he never knew existed.
Now, flustered and woefully excited, Chopper could barely contain his urges as he ogled the roundness of his friend's chest. It was understandably a mesmerizing sight, one that few could tear their eyes away from. Even Robin, who basically got to snack on these wonderful tits several times a day, could never truly get enough of them. She was admittedly smitten to the very core of her being, almost a slave to the sculpted perfection of her lover's body.
"Hmm?" Nami cooed. "Why are you all staring like that?" she asked and sunk beneath the water, until all but her head remained above.
"N-Nothing..." Chopper stammered. "T-Tits just the breast day ever... I mean i-it's the best!"
Nami stared at the furry ball of red and raised one of her eyebrows in confusion. "Right..."
A small, adorable snicker could be heard coming from above; Robin was having the time of her life. Brook was almost on the verge of bursting out in laughter as Chopper panicked with an increasing intensity.
"What's gotten into you three?" Nami asked, giving each of them an intense glare.
"TEATS ME, YOHOHOHOHO!" Brook cackled at the top of his lungs.
It was at this point where Nami finally realized what the commotion was all about as she suddenly felt a slight tingle against one of her nipples. It seemed like a very small, cute fish had gotten curious as to the nature of this rigid bulb and had, naturally, began to nibble on it.
Under the course of the next few seconds, Nami's expression twisted and turned from its usual, yet slightly bewildered state, to a vexed and alarmingly satanic one. At one point, the three could swear that her hair had begun to rise and slither, as if possessed by a snake-like diety.
Instead of a bellowing roar of anger and rage, Nami remain silent as a thick vein began to throb at the top of her forehead. The rest were still laughing, but grew increasingly nervous as the furious navigator prolonged her silence to a frightening degree. It didn't take too long for them all to become completely silent as fear had gripped their hearts. It would take another long minute before Nami would impart onto them her favorite method of execution.
"Ha ha ha... enjoy that little glimpse all you want, because that's going to cost you a total of 10,000,000.000 beli, PER PERSONl And for every single passing day which the debt has not been paid back in full, an additional 10,000.000 will be added!" Nami growled and swam awkwardly towards the floating piece of fabric, covering her chest as best she could. "Am I making myself clear?!"
"Y-Yes, ma'am!" Both Chopper and Brook replied in unison.
Above them, Robin just continued to chuckle as she very much enjoyed the spectacle she had caused. As she leaned over the railing, keeping her eyes locked onto Nami, Robin began to nibble softly on her lower lip as another idea had just popped into her mind. "I hardly think such a steep price is necessary, my dear Nami..." she muttered to herself. "So let us make sure they get their money's worth..."
Having retrieved her top, Nami quickly put it on without delay and did whatever she could to ignore the incident. However, as she let the sudden embarrassment go, a voice whispered from behind. "Try not to make a scene now..." Nami instinctively turned around but saw no one there. A brief moment later, she could feel something brushing against her, beneath the surface of the water. This alarmed her at first, but the voice returned to reassure her. "Just relax and enjoy yourself..."
Just as those words slipped into her ears, Nami let out a small gasp as she was grabbed from below. The hands brushed gently over her skin, tracing along the lines of her muscles, slowly exploring with a meticulous grace. Robin's fingers teased the borders to both her groin and chest, but never quite crossing the line. Instead, she tenderly kneaded her waist, clawing softly at her abdomen, tickling every ticklish areas she knew. It was a kind form of teasing and was simply meant to loosen her up from the previous prank.
Still somewhat rebellious, Nami pretended as if nothing was going on and simple leaned back against the large ring surrounding them and gave her friend a stern glare. Robin winked back at her and stuck her tongue out, acting far too pleased for her own good. Resting both herself and her arms against the floating ring of softness, Nami took a deep breath and let out a heavy sigh as she had finally put the frustrating event aside. If anything, the gentle, massage-like teasing she got from Robin was getting her into a really good mood. Even if it wasn't quite enough, this was a great start to an extensive apology, she thought.
However, the playful archaeologist would not settle with such a meager game, she wanted a bit more than that. Robin closed her eyes and had another pair of hands appear beneath the blue sea, ready for whatever order they would receive. It was definitely getting a bit tough to keep her powers active, but it was going to be worth the trouble in the end.
Unsuspecting of her naughty partner's intent, Nami let her mind drift away, along with all of her worries, as the hands kneaded her body. Then, as she felt herself doze off, those extra pair of hands snuck up from below. They seemed harmless at first, but that quickly changed as they slithered up her legs, caressing the inside of her thighs. Nami groaned softly as the limbs climbed higher and higher, until they brushed against her bottom. Her eyes shot open as she felt the strings begin to loosen and, before she could prevent it, another set of hands grabbed onto her and kept her arms pinned against the ring.
To the others, Nami was simply holding onto the flotation device, with her arms spread far and wide over it. They couldn't see Robin's arms keeping her locked in place, as the hands were hiding behind the ring. Even if they did notice that something was off, Nami's calm demeanor would thwart any suspension they might've had. Besides, no tits were on display so that was all they needed to find something else to occupy themselves with, at least for now.
Realizing the position she was in, Nami tried to free herself at first, but soon understood that she couldn't do so without alerting the others of her predicament - it was just not worth the hassle - Robin always got what she wanted in the end anyway. As her tiny thong was neatly removed from her person, she could feel the hands sneaking in towards their prize and immediately began to tease her. Nami let out another groan, this one lazed with lust and frustration - she couldn't quite decide if she liked it enough to endure the incoming and very apparent embarrassment she was going to be put through.
The playful hands exploring her body seemed to increase their fervor as the ones between her legs began to prod and rub against her. They coiled around her waist, sliding up and down her immaculate form, caressing, fondling and pinching her freely. Every little move they made raised the excitement in both Robin and Nami, slowly turning their little game into an act of depravity.
Robin let her hands cup her lover's tits, squeezing them in her grip, trapping her nipples in-between her fingers. She watched carefully as her hands slipped inside of Nami, watching her every reaction. The little kitten did a good job holding on, for there was not a single clue of her body being so vigorously molested. Robin took this as a challenge and stepped up her game.
As the mischievous fingers slipped inside, they wriggled and brushed against the many spots that made Nami tingle the most. Her pussy was loving it, so much so that her body began to work against her. Her legs began to spread, as if they had a mind of their own, welcoming all to explore her needy sex. A bit of redness began to form on her cheeks, an inevitable thing for sure as her tits, ass and pussy were mischievously assaulted.
So far, nothing seemed too strange for the other occupants, but after a small while, they did notice something odd. The blush on Nami's face seemed to increase in strength and, for some odd reason, the top of her chest began to prod the surface as if they were about to float up into view. This obviously caught their attention the most, but the fear of an ever- increased fine, they continued to play with the water, only periodically stealing a gaze or two in Nami's direction.
Breathing heavier now, Nami could barely halt the strained but silent gasps that escaped her lips. The pleasure continued to rise as she was being fingered, fondled and forced into a state of sexual greed. She wanted more than what the fingers could provide, something a bit bigger, thicker even, and definitely longer.
In and out, individually and playfully, the fingers slid up an down, fucking the defenceless girl without remorse. Robin could barely keep her own hands in check as she knew just how good her lover felt. It took everything she had not to slip one of her own hands between her legs and rub herself silly. It was outright unfair to say the least, and she would have to do something so the greedy little slut wouldn't get all the fun.
Until now, the devious and delicious torment inflicted on her body would seem like a walk in the park compared to what she was about to endure. With a steady, consistent increase in pleasure, Nami could somewhat easily brace herself, timing her breathing and preventing any sudden jolts of joy. But now, the fingers fucking her pussy increased in number, stacking on top of each other, filling her completely as a multitude of wriggling limbs.
"Aaah!" Nami let out a single, loud moan which was drenched with lust. Her face brightened as she saw her surprised friends look in her direction, wondering what had just happened.
Robin could hardly contain the chuckles and snickered with amusement, but continued her little attack as she did. "Fufufu... just a little bit more now..." She could see Nami glaring up at her and felt the many silent curses being thrown her way.
This time, the now voyeuristic duo didn't let Nami out of their sight, they knew something was up and they'd be damned if they didn't figure out what. They observed her as intently as they could, scanning what little they saw and analyzed the data in their minds. She was flustered, out of breath and there were some odd waves originating from her body. With a closer inspection, they did see a few muddled shadows moving under the water and then they looked up towards Robin.
The devilish woman just smiled and nodded briefly, as if to confirm their suspicions, giving them her approval to enjoy this unique opportunity. And, much akin to children glued to their favorite tv-show, both Brook and Chopper stared with growing anticipation for any development to their unexpected treat.
Nami blushed profusely, even more so now that she had been found out. Their eyes seemed to pierce both body and soul as they continued to observe her. This proved to be too much for her and, in turn, got her even more aroused than before. Her previously silent moans, all the muffled groans, all those little twitches of joy and pleasure she had bottled up, that she had hid, now came out without any restriction.
Lewd, frustrated and hungry grunts slipped out of her, sending her friends into a shocked state of arousal. The hands which had remained hidden until now, twisted and snuck into view, making the poor navigator's predicament even more enticing. The inventive and lively set of bondage gear not only revealed themselves or the sake of exposition, but also added to Nami's ever-growing embarrassment and need.
Within seconds, the hands fondling her large tits suddenly pushed them upwards and held them above the water for all to see. Nami's excitement became even more apparent as her nipples had grown large and rigid between the pinching fingers of her lover. As if that was not enough, Robin pushed herself ever harder as more and more of her limbs sprouted from the writhing and moaning woman.
Nami gritted her teeth and arched her back as she felt the impending orgasm building inside her pussy. She squirmed and kicked with her legs from the raw sensation swelling from within. As she kicked and jerked, however, Nami felt something firmly grab onto her ankles, and quickly hoisted them upwards, until they had been brought to her wrists. Spread far to her sides, both arms and legs were secured before her friends as her fingered pussy was being brought to the surface.
Very similar to a woman's position in a mating press, Nami was being put on display before the two now gawking friends. Their eyes were about to pop out of their sockets as the pussy came into view. The sight was mesmerizing and beyond arousing. Groaning, grunting and gasping for release, Nami was continuously fucked, harder and faster with each passing second. The wet and sloppy sounds her cunt made was enough to make the most seasoned man rigid beyond his limits, something the two onlookers now had to endure.
"D-Don't look...!" Nami moaned. Her words carried little honestly as her tongue rolled out of her mouth and dangled limply out of of it. Robin knew exactly how to make this little slut purr and wasted no time to bring her to that sweet point of ecstasy.
"Roooobin-swaaaaaan!" a cheerful voice cried out from behind, startling not only Robin, but every single person below the ship.
With an unusual swiftness, Robin quickly turned around and pressed at least a half dozen of her hands against Nami's mouth. "S-Sanji..." she spoke nervously. "You startled me."
As Sanji approached her, spinning like a whirlwind of black and yellow, Robin took a few steps towards him in hopes of halting his progress. She had no intention of involving anyone besides those already present. This was definitely not the time, or place, for her to reveal their relationship and perverted hobbies.
"My darling maiden, the jewel of my life and the star of my dreams... I have come bearing both gifts and news of the most delicious kind..."
Robin kind of leaned back slightly, as if creating some space between her and this zealous food-nerd. "Oh... why thank you..." she said and grabbed one of the many glasses filled with a vibrant, colorful juice, which he had so aptly presented on top of a silver platter.
"Dinner will be served in but a moment and, before that, I would love to know where our dear Nami is, so that I may grace her suffer body with the soothing juices of a most exquisite quality." he paused and gave both Robin, and her body, a quick glance. "Would you happen to know where I might find her?"
Even though this two-colored obstacle had unfortunately disrupted her fun, Robin still made sure her limbs did their job properly. Below, and woefully aware of Sanji's arrival, Nami was very much struggling with keeping herself quiet, despite the aid of Robin's limbs. Her voice was muffled, but her cries of pleasure and grunts of joy still managed to barely slip out of her. While far from alerting the chef, it provided ample entertainment to her friends whom reveled in her plight.
"I believe I saw her in the bathroom but not a moment ago..." she crossed her arms, pushing her chest together and formed a most seductive cleavage. "If possible, I would be willing to bring her this treat in your stead."
Almost drooling at the side of her massive tits being squished together, Sanji could barely make out the words she spoke. "I uhm... oh yeah, I would love that so very much!" he said and handed her the another glass.
"But of course!" he chirped merrily and handed her a second glass. "With pleasure, madam."
Noticing that the man had not yet removed himself from her presence, Robin growled quietly to herself and asked; "Was there something else you needed?"
With a mix of lustful yearning and the sweet expression of a small puppy, Sanji began to stammer slightly. "A-About... you know, the thing..." he said, gesturing towards the lower part of his body. "It's been over a month now... could I possibly be released, even if just for a small moment?" he smiled awkwardly and appeared as gracious as he could.
Robin smirked with delight. "Oh right, I had almost forgotten about that... but I am afraid it is still far too soon for that, my dear... if not for this very convenient device of yours, I hardly think you would be able to meet my expectations as a servant" she said with a hint of a sultry tone and hooked her finger under her dress and revealed her necklace. "Besides, I am sure you are aware of how great it will feel once you have served your sentence in full..." she teased and toyed with the small key attached to the silvery chain. "I will give it some thought, however, do not worry..." After tucking the key back from whence it came, Robin grew stern, and gestured for his departure. "Now off with you, my dear."
"Y-Yes, ma'am!" he replied and darted off towards the kitchen with a surprising speed.
"Now where were we..." she muttered and returned to her previous spot.
As she reached the railing, however, she noticed that her dear friend was getting awfully close to having her much-needed orgasm. So Robin did what she usually did and removed every single finger from Nami's pussy and let a single hand slap against her puffed-up lips. It proved to a very effective method.
Every single firm hit sent shivers through her being, making her body jerk and jolt with an unrivaled need. Nami moaned into the many hands over her mouth, feeling her impending orgasm jump sporadically towards her. It was almost like a ticking clock, counting each and every heavy and hard second before the inevitable release. It was both maddening and oh so incredibly satisfying feeling those momentary bursts of staggering pleasure.
With a final, hearty slap, Nami was brought over the edge and was then deprived of any further stimulation. Her voice roared into the limbs, screaming out all of her frustration as she came her brains out. Her entire body quivered as she squirted in front of her friends, gasping as the pleasure exploded out with with an impressive force. Her lower body jerked up and down, almost as if humping against something pleasantly phallic.
In front of her, Brook and Chopper just stared at her with their jaws ajar. They couldn't believe what they were seeing. Sure, both of them had plenty of moments where they could enjoy seeing the two women naked, but this was different. This was something they weren't supposed to see, something intensively private and outright forbidden. Yet here they were, dumbstruck and each with a stiffness capable of drilling through the entire planet. Well, at least for Chopper... Brook had to endure the torture of sporting a massive erection but not being able to grasp it. Having a phantom dick kind of sucks.
By the time her orgasm had settled down, and her juices momentarily expended, Nami gave off the cutest little grin in the world. It almost felt a little too good for her and, with what remained of her brain, she began to ponder what this meant for her future. If cumming in front of her friends felt this good, then there was no way she wouldn't do it again.
As silence settled among the four, with no one able to say a word after what had happened, the familiar sound of a ringing dinner bell could be heard coming from the kitchen. Robin held on to the railing as the ship began to shake, and out from nearly every door came her friends rushing out with a desperate haste. They crashed into one another, threw curses as the wrestled on the run - Franky was apparently winning the race, with Luffy close behind.
"Hey, watch it, you shitty bastard!" Sanji roared. "You're going to..." With a loud, porcelain crash, Luffy had flung himself a little too enthusiastically in hopes of being the first inside. A moment of silence, followed by a enraged shriek came as Sanji lamented the death of his second most precious affections. The captain attempted to parlay with the devastated chef, but found himself as the target of his destructive ire.
With the echoing sounds of soles kicking face, profanity and panicked screams for mercy bellowing from the kitchen, Chopper and Brook quickly darted up the ladder. They had to get out of there before Nami came to her senses, lest they'd be buried under more ludicrous debt. As they passed Robin, both of them stopped briefly to give her their heartfelt gratitude for this tremendous gift before making it to the kitchen.
"Seems like they forgot to get dressed..." Robin commented and watched as the chaos went from a seven, to an eleven. "Oh my, this must be a new record..." All manner of random crap came flying out, along with a plethora of inventive swears. Crossing her arms once more, she made all of her limbs disappear, releasing Nami from her grasp. With a modest splash, Nami fell into the water as Robin had one of her clones enter the kitchen and closing the door behind it. "That should do it..." she muttered and turned her attention towards Nami. "Are you doing okay down there?" she shouted and peered over the railing.
"Blegh!" Nami gargled incoherently as her head poked out of the water. "You could've given me a warning or something!"
"Now what would be the fun in that?" Robin replied, seemingly genuine with her question, even though her smug grin told Nami otherwise.
Nami stared at Robin, not even sure how to respond to that. "Aaah, screw it... where did my bikini go anyway... can you see it from up there?"
"Of course." she said and held out both pieces with one of her hands. "Seems like I have it right here."
"What the... how did you get a hold of that?!" Nami barked. "And when did you..." she continued and peered down at her naked chest. "Well, whatever... just toss it down here so I can climb up!"
"Why bother, there is no one around but us." Robin insisted and neatly tucked away Nami's bikini. "Besides, I rarely get to peruse your exquisite physique out in the open like this..."
"Oh for..." Nami grumbled. "You're such a pervert, you know that?!"
"Perhaps... Now get that plump posterior of yours up here before you catch a cold."
Begrudgingly accepting her fate, Nami swam over to the ladder and placed one of her hands upon it. She muttered and growled quietly to herself as her heart began to beat a little faster. For some odd reason, she got oddly embarrassed in this situation, and she didn't quite know why. They were alone, no one else could see them - it was practically like every night before bed time. So was did she have butterflies in her stomach? It didn't make a lick of sense.
Each step she took was slow and overly exaggerated, as if she tried to hide her body as best she could from all the invisible, hungry and imaginary eyes that surrounded her. Of course, Robin was the only one who could see her, and boy did she enjoy herself as Nami made her way up the ladder. She swore that she could feel her eyes all over her, exploring every little part of her, observing her movements, watching as her breasts swung from side to side. Nami felt her nipples harden once more as a bright blush cropped up over her face.
"My oh my, it would seem like someone is getting all excited down there... I would never have thought you had such a endearing fetish, my love..." she chuckled as she watched Nami climb. "But I suppose we can add helpless exhibitionist to the list as well, fufufu..."
"You're such a massive penis, you know that?!" Nami barked as she hopped onto the deck and took on a forced but stoic stance. There was no way for her to regain any of her lost pride, but she sure as hell tried to. "Now hand over the goods!"
"Why are you in such a hurry?" Robin mused as she leaned in.
Before she could reply, Nami felt the lips of her lover brush against hers as she been swiftly pulled towards her. The kiss washed away all of her annoyance aimed towards the upstart archaeologist, and left only the unquestionable love she had for her. She pressed herself against her, returning her affection in kind, and kissed her back. It took a while before they broke away from one another and, when they did, Nami had lowered her head slightly and stared into Robin's eyes with a needy expression on her face.
Robin smiled and grabbed Nami by her hand, leading her away from the edge and towards the foremast, to the bench that was stretched around it. She gestured firmly towards the deck and sat herself down in front of it. Nami wasted little time, knowing exactly what her mistress expected of her. With her knees on the grass, the feisty cat stared up at the woman above her and nibbled greedily on her lips.
She couldn't hold it in any longer, Robin had reached her limit. Dressed in her normal attire, a flowery dress and her dark-blue jacket, Robin began to undo them one at a time. Her chest spilled out of her jacket the very second the zipper was pulled down, and Nami had to hold herself back from latching onto her stiff nipples. Below, her dress was untied and opened with a infuriatingly slow pace. But, as it fell to the side, Nami saw the object of her devotion.
With the use of her powers, Robin could easily replicate any body part at will, on whatever surface she could see or feel. With the years she spent with the revolutionary army, this ability of hers was no longer restricted to her true sex alone. Between her legs, growing at an incredible speed, was her stiffening cock. Below those, a set of swollen and heavy testicles and a sack that could barely contain them. To think she would be this endowed, despite being a woman, made Nami's head spin with desire.
"I can never get enough of how big you are..." Nami groaned, watching as the thick rod of meat steadily rose into a perfect erection. Her eyes traced along the underside of the shaft, going from its base, all the way up to the bulbous tip. She could not have dreamed of a better cock. It had the perfect length, standing taller than the vast majority of men she had seen. It was thick enough that she struggled to grasp around its entirety with only a single hand. The veins were clearly visible and throbbed with life, and the shaft curved upwards with a slight arch, ending with that fat, deliciously bulbous cock-head.
"Take your time, the others are far too busy arguing and eating to notice us." Robin said, her tone was kind and caring, if not a bit sultry.
Nami simply nodded and placed her hands on Robin's thighs, which were now adequately spread to give her plenty of room. Tearing her longing gaze from Robin's eyes, Nami peered down and admired the majestic member as she leaned in towards it. As she inched closer, as she was about to brush it with the tip of her nose, Nami sighed pleasantly and eagerly stuck her tongue out towards it. With utmost care, Nami tenderly pressed her wet limb against the base of Robin's length and slowly dragged it upwards. She could feel it pulsating and throbbing against her tongue
While the taste of it was faint, the sensation of serving her lover, in such a submissive way, was more than enough for now. Her eyes once more met the gaze of her lover, but this time she refused to look away. She kept her attention pointed upwards, as her tongue slid up the throbbing length. Once she reached the bloated tip, she let out a small moan and wrapped her lips around it, in the hungriest fashion possible.
"Mmm..." The very moment she engulfed the tasty cock-head, Nami felt herself shiver with delight as the slightly salty flavour of her precum seeped into her brain.
"Good girl..." Robin sighed. "Show me what you can do."
Feeling a bit of fluttering in her gut, Nami couldn't help but blush from the kind words given to her. It gave her an even better reason to perform and to present her lovely mistress with the best blowjob of her life.
Robin leaned back against the mast and smiled up into the sky as Nami lowered herself more and more, taking inch after inch of her throbbing cock. The tight, wet and eager mouth felt so fucking good around her and that playful, wriggling tongue teased every little part of her shaft. It swirled around her, licking and sliding as if it tried to dig its way through to the core, pressing and kneading her swollen flesh with an unmatched excitement. If there was a better feeling, a pleasure stronger than this one, she had yet to find it. Nami was was a true connoisseur when it came to cock and how to pleasure them. No one could hope to match her expertise and love for them.
As the foreplay came to an end, once she had slathered her lover's rod with spit and drool, Nami slowly slid up the length and loudly popped it out of her mouth. She licked her lips and gave Robin a single, confident grin as she lowered herself once more. This time, however, Nami didn't waste a moment and immediately pushed as much cock into her mouth and throat as she could.
The obscene, sloppy and outright depraved noises that emanated from her neck an gullet would've drawn the attention of every single person on the ship had they not been too busy fighting over food. Even if they had noticed, Nami wasn't so sure she could've stopped at this point. Every little ounce of her being, of her greedy and perverted desires, was locked onto this phallic and meaty slab of sheer perfection. No one would be able to tear her away from her favorite cock.
Bobbing up and down, slurping and sucking, rotating and sliding her tongue all over, Nami savored every moment she could. Whenever she reached the tip, she would focus all her strength to induce all the pleasure she could give into the leaking cock-head, for she knew that this drove Robin crazy. As she did, she would look up at her with a smug expression, and watch as her face twisted and grimaced with pleasure. Not even Robin, whose pride never allowed herself to express any kind of weakness in moments where it truly mattered, could endure Nami's assault.
Above her, Robin groaned and grunted as she tried her best to remain calm before this naughty slut of hers. Try as she might, there was just no way for her too succeed, for her to appear unfazed by the incredible techniques used on her sensitive cock. "Oooh, just like that, she moaned. "Suck on that cock, you filthy whore..." Gritting her teeth, Robin let out a few, uncharacteristically perverse remarks towards her little cock-sleeve. "Choke on it, slut..."
Harder and faster, sucking and slurping with increased fervor and heightened care, Nami meticulously applied every little bit of knowledge and skill she had. She was in complete and utter control over Robin. She could easily manipulate the pleasure she received, either by slowing down and keeping her on edge, or simply forcing her over it. Nami, if given enough time, could easily spend the majority of an entire day, sucking this delicious cock and never once have it accidentally explode.
After five minutes of this mind-melting experience, Robin began to feel her limit approach with a staggering swiftness. She dug her fingers into the stiff wood behind her and arched her back without thinking. Her hips almost shot into the air with every jolt of pleasure given to her. Her thighs quivered and her chest heaved with every breath she took. Her heart was racing and her massive, throbbing cock ached for release.
For Nami, however, this was far too soon to let her beloved cum, and instead began to slow down, just so she could calm herself for a brief moment. As she did this, Nami brought one of her hands down from Robin's thighs and reached in-between her legs, grabbing hold of the heavy, swollen testicles hanging below. Her grip was firm, but kind, and held them with enough strength so they couldn't slip out of her grasp.
She peered up at Robin once more, with her mouth full of cock, and winked playfully. What happened next made the otherwise stalwart archaeologist gasp uncontrollably with pleasure. Her voice was drenched with both frustration and desperation, expressing the intense desire to ejaculate as her tender girl-cock throbbed and begged for mercy. Another series of strained, lewd and wanton moans slipped out between her lips as Nami pulled, fondled an kneaded Robin balls in her hand, all while gently sucking on her cock. The combined assault of both mouth and hand was too much for her poor mistress, but she would have to endure it for a bit longer.
The minutes trickled on, but Nami kept her cool an kept bringing Robin to the peak, only to let her fall back down. Over and over, going from a fast and intense blowjob, to a slow and teasing one, Nami toyed and played to her heart's content. Even though Robin seemed pained by this mind-breaking experience, she secretly loved every second of it. Besides, they both knew that it was worth it in the end - the monumental load which this technique could produce, would have this seemingly tortured soul cumming for minutes on end.
After about fifteen minutes, Robin gestured for Nami to hurry it up as the dinner was about to end. Excited as they both were, neither of them would risk having themselves exposed in this fashion. Not yet, and definitely not like this.
Despite the desire to continue, Nami knew better than to push their luck any further and tightened her grip around both cock and balls. Now deepthroating her mistress, Nami began to moan and groan seductively, pulling and kneading on the swollen balls as she gagged on the throbbing length. The wet, slurping noise would've been enough to push Robin over the edge in an instant, but mixed with the merciless blowjob, her fate had been sealed.
With a resounding and heavy gasp, Robin shot up from her seat and thrust her entire length into the tight, wet embrace of Nami's slick throat. She pushed so hard that her balls slapped against her lover's chin, forcing her lips to kiss the groin surrounding her pumping cock. With that strong, but uncontrollable thrust, Robin felt her testicles shoot straight up into her as the floodgates were forced open.
Nami held on for dear life as her source of oxygen was replaced by the continuous blasts of semen flying into her stomach. Robin came and came, pumping thick ropes of creamy semen, plastering her beloved's throat and filling her belly to the brim. Without thinking clearly, she grabbed onto the head between her legs and kept it firmly pinned against her body, refusing to let it go. Nami gurgled and choked on the fat, throbbing cock and the large load flooding into her, digging her fingers into Robin's succulent rear and patiently waited for her to finish.
There seemed to be no end to Robin's orgasm, as she kept pumping and shooting load after load of hot spunk into her slut. Her testicles had buried themselves completely into her groin, keeping the tension in her sex at an ridiculous height. Robin couldn't help it, the pleasure had taken complete control over her body and mind, and it refused to give her even the slightest moment of respite. Instead, she moaned continuously, with a steadily decreasing strength until, after what felt like a lifetime, the final drop has been expended.
Even as her balls had been emptied, drained entirely of its contents, the jolts of her orgasm still made her cock jump inside Nami's semen-coated mouth. The hold on her head had all but disappeared and as hands now simply rested on top of it. Nami took this opportunity to pull away, slowly dislodging the rigid girl-cock from her gullet. Once only the tip remained inside, Nami pressed her lips against the wet cock-head and carefully let it slide out of her - she didn't want to let any of the thick cum spill out of her, the sticky load was much too precious to let it waste away on the grass.
Once she had put a foot or so between herself and Robin, Nami purred with delight as she saw the results of her labor. Many slick, glistening strands of spit and cum dangled in the air between the tip of Robin's cock and the lips of Nami's mouth. It was quite the sight, and Nami couldn't help but feel a tremendous amount of pride in herself. To her, sucking cock to this degree might as well be a form of art, a skill only a few could boast so loudly about.
Slumped backwards, both exhausted and drained, Robin sighed with relief and enjoyed the few remaining spurts of pleasure still rocking through her stiffness. "That was... incredible..." she slurred meagerly. "I am at awe of your constant development... you make it appear so easy, so effortless to have me ejaculate with such force..." Robin continued. "You truly have my most sincere appreciation, my beloved Nami."
Once that was said and done, Robin quickly, but gently, placed the palm of her hands against each cheek and pulled Nami in for a final kiss. As their lips met, Robin snuck her tongue into Nami's mouth, tasting not only her flavor, but also her own. Nami smiled as she felt the limb dance against hers, swirling amidst a small sea of semen. Before breaking free, Robin would sneakily steal some of her own load from Nami's mouth, savoring it in her mouth before swallowing together in unison.
"What do you say about continuing this in our room...?" Nami suggested as he grinned up at her mistress. "I want my ass railing by this fat cock of yours... and so fucking hard that I won't be able to walk straight for days..." she paused, giving Robin's dick a firm lick. "Fucking breed me like the whore I am!"
Robin returned the grin given to her as she felt her drained cock jump with excitement once more. "Well... if you insist."
Author's notes:
This story is dedicated to the dear friends and readers who have helped me return to writing, after having suffered through an extended period of declining health. Please enjoy my first story in... a million fucking years it feels, lol.