Earning A Bit More Money WIP (Persona 3) (Patreon)

The SEES group always seemed to have itself in order when it came to money and anything financial. They had the funding of the Kirijo group as well as anything that the group found in Tartarus and during the day with their normal lives. But lately, things have seemed a little bit rocky with the group. They weren’t able to keep their gear up to date and properly equipped for any of the bigger and badder fights. It was something that Mitsuru was used to, only having fought in her battlesuit and uniform until the newcomers came around, but it was something she wanted to help in without requiring more money from the Kirijo group. Fortunately, she still had contact with a family friend that she knew would be more than willing to give her a bit of money. Unfortunately, she knew that this family friend would make her earn it.

However, if it was for the betterment and survival of her team that she’s come to cherish so much in such a short amount of time, she would be willing to do it. And that was exactly why Mitsuru sat on the edge of an elegant and royal-looking bed in the middle of a home that didn’t belong to her, dressed in her school uniform with her short a small bit shorter than it usually was. “I had a feeling of what you would want from me once I gave you a call, but I didn’t expect you to tell me to be here in my school uniform.”

As she spoke, she watched her family friend enter the room she was sitting in, happy that he agreed to give her a bit of money, but embarrassed and slightly annoyed at the perverted thing he requested from her. He had told her that he wanted her to ‘worship his cock while dressed like a schoolgirl.’ Mitsuru could remember the shiver that traveled along her spine when she heard him say that, and subsequently agreed to it. It was for her group, after all. She would do it and do the best she could with it. But that didn’t stop her from feeling any less degraded as he sat next to her on the bed.

When he leaned in close to pull her into a kiss, Mitsuru didn’t hesitate to bring a finger to his lips, stopping him in his tracks and causing him to look her in the eyes. “You said you wanted me to worship your cock. That has nothing to do with sharing a few kisses with you. You’ll get what you asked for, so I hope you’ll return the favor and give me what I asked for.” Her voice was cold and stern as she spoke to him, pulling her finger away from his face and carefully getting herself down onto the floor before cupping her large mounds in her hands.

Without missing a beat, Mitsuru hoisted her breasts into the air, letting them go and giving them a soft but very clear jiggle as they felt back down. She moved one of her hands to her contact’s crotch, unzipping his pants while her other hand started to roam around his thighs, teasing him while she fished out his cock. And the moment that his hardened and heated member was free, Mitsuru didn’t hesitate to bring both of her hands to her berasts once again. However, instead of cupping them in her hands, she instead unbuttoned the lower buttons of her school uniform, exposing a small portion of her breasts to the man.

A gentle and devious smile came to Mitsuru’s lips as she leaned herself forward, watching as inch after inch of this man’s shaft started to push into her cleavage. An excited breath left her lips as she felt the heated rod push between her breasts, reaching a point where the tip managed to press directly against her blouse. “Well, you’ve certainly grown larger since the last time I saw you. I wonder if that means your stamina has improved as well.~” She coyly dragged her tongue along her lips as she started to move her breasts up and down, pressing them together against the hard shaft buried in her cleavage.

With every move she made, Mitsuru was able to see the head of his cock poking against the fabric of her shirt, threatening to tear through it with such little effort. But she still kept herself moving, pumping her breasts up and down the length of his shaft while he watched her move, looking into her eyes to see just what she was going to do next. But the young Kirijo didn’t allow him to see through her so easily. She was here to worship his cock and make him cum, and she was going to do just that. But she would at least do it in a way that she could have fun with.

Which was exactly why she let her breasts go, allowing her shirt and her bra to keep them squished around the shaft sandwiched between them. A hot and heavy breath spilled from between her lips as she picked up the pace at which she moved, her eyes fluttering shut and her heart skipping a beat. Something that became clear her family contact could feel when he groaned and moaned above her, expressing the pleasure that he felt. “Does it feel good to have a my breasts wrapped around your cock? Or maybe you just wanted a young schoolgirl to help you cum, and it doesn’t matter that it was me. I was just the one to offer myself to you and make your search easier.~”

A gentle and devious chuckle rumbled in Mitsuru’s throat as she leaned her head up and looked into his eyes, feeling his shaft start to throb and pulse against her skin. Every time she moved her breasts low enough for his tip to poke out from between the, she could hear him whine as the tip of his shaft dragged against the soft fabric of her uniform’s top. And every time she felt her shirt shift with her movements, she knew she was pushing him closer and closer to an orgasm.