Prompt: Support Girls Are Best Girls (Persona) (Patreon)

Summary: Trapped in the Cinema Labyrinth, Futaba, Rise, and Fuuka take a moment to rest together. Eventually, things get dirty as the three talk about their respective boyfriends, Ren, Souji, and Minato, and the sexual fun they've had with them. Includes: Romance, Smut, and Anal.

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Futaba, Rise, and Fuuka each sighed at the same time as they melted into their seats. The girls had been hard at work trying to navigate the film-based labyrinths, and were left exhausted after beating another level. 

Their job was to support their friends in battle, and the task was hardly easy, despite what others might have thought. A break was a welcome reprieve as the three girls laid down in their cushioned seats. The room resembled a cinema’s lounge, with strange movie posters hanging on the walls. The rest of their teams were off doing their own thing as Rise took a swig of her water.

“Ah, I’m exhausted,” the young woman groaned.

“Same here,” Futaba agreed. “How much longer until we can go home…?!” she groaned.

“It does feel like we’ve been at this for a while…”

The other girls nodded, each clearly drained from the recent ordeals. Rise looked at her two friends, frowning as they sighed. The young woman, like her two friends, played an important part in supporting her team, but for her, it wasn’t just on the battlefield. No, the idol wanted to support her friends off the field too.

“Hey, come on you two, buck up! Least we’re stuck here with our boyfriends. It’s like one, big group date!” she cheered. “Souji’s been so romantic today!” she beamed, clapping her hands together and practically swooning at the thought of her silver-haired boyfriend.

Both of the other girls blushed at that comment, sharing a glance. “It is nice being with Ren,” Futaba muttered.

“And with Minato…” The teal-haired woman sighed, placing her hands on her cheeks. “He’s so sweet to me…”

“Really? I can’t imagine him being cuddly or anything,” Futaba commented. The blue-haired man seemed nice, but distant and cold, especially compared to her Key Item. 

“Oh, absolutely! He’s the warmest, sweetest, most loving man on the entire planet!” Fuuka gushed, kicking her legs a bit as she was lost in her fantasy. 

Futaba and Rise laughed a bit, the change in mood clearly affecting them. Futaba decided to put a hand on her chest as she proudly fought Fuuka’s statement. “No way. My boyfriend’s way better! One time, he made a whole bouquet of flowers for me and just left them in my room after I went out shopping. They were all in the color of my favorite iteration of Neo Feathermen!” 

“Souji visited me once while I was filming with my favorite snacks. After I complained about being tired, he gave me this massage that made me melt,” Rise moaned, shivering at the memory.

“Melt?” Futaba blinked as Fuuka blushed.

“Oh my… Rise, what exactly did…?” She shook her head, looking away as Rise smiled with half-lidded eyes.

“A girl doesn’t kiss and tell,” the idol replied, winking at the two. “But let’s just say that Souji has a talent with his hands.”

“Wait, did you two fuck?” Futaba asked. Both Rise and Fuuka’s eyes widened, and both stared at the orange-haired woman as she stared back. “What? I’ve been on the internet, I know what sex is.”

“So blunt,” Fuuka whispered. 

“I-I mean…” Rise pressed her thighs together as she smiled. Her face was warm and hot as she gave a teasing grin to her friends. “Souji and I have had fun together before.”

“Oooh. Like what?” Futaba asked, her face red, but her curiosity clear.

“You can’t expect me to just tell you,” the idol blushed, shocked at how blunt Futaba was being, but the young hacker had barely spoken to girls her age growing up. 

“Why not? I’ll tell you about Ren and I.”

Fuuka covered her mouth, eyes the size of dinner plates as Futaba beamed, rubbing her thighs together as she began. Any attempt to stop the story from Rise failed as the orange-haired woman began her story.

“So, one of the best times Ren and I had was about a month ago. He and I were in my room…”

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Futaba and Ren were making out in the young girl’s room. They fell down onto her bed as the orange-haired beauty stroked her boyfriend’s shirt, pulling at his clothes. She was on top of him, sitting on his lap as his hands stroked her skin under her top.

“I want you,” she moaned, trembling. “Please, Ren…” Her fingers slipped under his shirt, gently stroking his smooth, firm chest. She shuddered at the feeling of his muscular, sleek frame.

“Someone’s horny,” he chuckled. He took her hands in his and pulled them out from under his shirt, kissing her fingers. The touch his gentle lips was like static, making her shake with every jolt. 

“C-can you blame me?” Futaba crumbled under his knowing eyes. She grabbed her hair and tried to hide her face. “You’re hot,” she muttered.

“Funny. I was thinking the same about you.” Futaba tried not to black out from all of the heat rushing to her face, but it was so hard. She loved how smooth talking her boyfriend was. He could make her heart skip a beat with just a single word and a smile.

“I am not,” she tried to argue, but both knew it was pointless. Ren said she was hot, so it must have been true. 

That was one of her favorite things about the raven-haired thief. Not just his good looks, or his compassionate heart, but his own sinful desire. He wanted her in every naughty way she could imagine, and that made her pussy wet. She soaked her panties as she quickly began to strip her clothes off, panting as she shrugged her jacket off and pulled at her shirt.

Ren chuckled as the white shirt was caught around her head, and she struggled to rip it off her head. She was just about to tear the fabric when Ren sat up and placed his hands on her hips. 

“Here. Let me help.”

Ever the gentleman. He pulled on the clothes, and like the lock to treasure chest, it came off with ease. He dropped it aside, and Ren drank the sight of his girlfriend in with a smile on his face. Futaba shivered as a chill ran up her spine, and she licked her own lips as she crossed her arms behind her back, pushing her chest out so her boyfriend had a nice view of them. 

So many people seemed to think of her as the little sister type. The ‘Oni-chan!’ cute girl who needed to cling to her ‘big brother’s’ side for protection, who needed to be saved and protected, and all that stuff, and yeah, Futaba liked playing that role a bit, and yes, she did cling to Ren’s side at first, but their relationship was far from siblings.

Futaba groped herself, feeling her C-cup breasts with a smile as she moaned her boyfriend’s name. Her baggy clothes did a good job of hiding her surprisingly large breasts. 

The brilliant, young woman was head over heels in love for the young man, hungry for his touch, horny for his cock. Their first time had been amazing. The next several after it, even better. They weren’t children too embarrassed to hold hands, they were adults, in love. Naughty, kinky, dirty love.

“Mona got your tongue, Joker?” she teased, noticing how his eyes bounced between her face and chest. Ren blinked, his mouth opened, but nothing came out. She loved turning the tables on her boyfriend, and without his help, she began to pull at her shorts. 

They came off quickly, but she was teasing with her dark, red panties. She sat on the bed, holding her long, slender legs up as she slowly pulled the underwear off her body. There were glistening threads connecting her womanhood to the fabric, evidence of her clear arousal. She didn’t even bother taking it off all the way as Ren fumbled with his pants. 

He unzipped and opened his pants, too impatient to kick them off completely. As Futaba’s underwear hung off of her foot, Ren adjusted his boxers and allowed his erection to pop free. Futaba smiled at the sight of her old friend, before she locked eyes with Ren. He fell back, laying his head on her pillow as he gave her a confident smirk that left her trembling. 

“Ready for this?” he asked.

“Ready and willing,” she replied, climbing onto him once again. She sat on her knees, pussy hovering over Ren’s throbbing cock. Futaba’s pussy juices dripped down on it, slowly lubbing it for her as Futaba began to take deep breaths.

“You okay?” he asked, showing genuine concern for her, but Futaba just nodded her head.

“Yes. Sorry, it’s just… I like drawing things out before we do anything. I-it makes me feel excited.” Their hands found one another, and the two interlocked their fingers with one another as they shared a glance.

Their hearts were beating as one as Futaba smiled at him, before dropping herself on his shaft. Her pussy welcomed her best friend, Ren’s dick, into her, squeezing tight on the veiny shaft as Futaba sank down to the base of his cock. The two moaned, throwing their heads back.

The young woman’s pussy was incredibly tight for him, despite the many times the two have made love. It was an overwhelming, wonderful feeling for both of them as they trembled from the ecstacy. The tight, wet warmth of Futaba’s pussy, the large girth and size of Ren’s cock, plus the young man’s knowledge of all of her most sensitive areas, caused both to nearly cum from the start. 

The only reason they hadn’t both came yet was because they were fighting it. They wanted to go nuts against each other before they came. With their hands still linked, Ren and Futaba began to lift the latter up and down, helping her squeeze the length of his cock and letting him poke her g-spot with expert precision. 

“Ahh!” Futaba shuddered, quivering as her tongue fell onto her lip, sticking out as she shuddered. “Fuck, you fuck me so good, Ren…”

“Your pussy is so tight,” he replied back. “Fuck, I could fuck you for the rest of my life.”

“I’d settle for the rest of the night,” she uttered, her voice moaning as the tip of his cock pressed against her walls. She shuddered again, squeezing his hands. “I-I’m going to cum soon…”

“Oh? And what should I do about that?” he replied, teasing her. Despite his teasing voice, he helped Futaba, using their locked hands to lift up Futaba’s body. She came falling back down on his cock as they moaned loudly. The younger of the two had an incredibly tight pussy, enough to almost make him past out. 

“I-I love you,” the young thief confessed,  

“I-ahh, I love you too! You’re my Key Item, you’re my Joker, a-and I-ahhh!” Futaba shuddered on top of him, before smiling at him, a trickle of drool going down her chin as tears of joy pooled in the corners of her eyes. “I will always love you.”

He smiled at her, before leaning his head back with a moan. “Ahh… W-where do you want it, Futaba?” “I-inside! I want it inside of me!” It was too alluring not to say. To be pumped full of cum from her boyfriend’s cock, no, not just her boyfriend, the man she loved and adored… She wanted to be overflowing with his seed. The very thought nearly made her cum as she rode her boyfriend.

The bed creaked as Futaba bounced up and down on his cock, her tits jiggling up and down as they moaned. Their bodies glowed with a film of sweat as the wet, pounding sounds of their fucking filled the room and their moans from the pleasure. Their minds were filled with ecstasy, overwhelmed as they simply enjoyed the high of making love to the one they adored.

Maybe that was why neither heard the front door of the house open.

Futaba and Ren were nearing their orgasm when a voice called out for the former. “Futaba?”

Both froze, and Ren saw his life flash before his eyes. Futaba pulled her hands away from her boyfriend’s and slapped them over her mouth, suppressing a moan as her adopted father called out to them.

“Futaba, you home?” Footsteps. Each one like a gunshot for the two as they froze, Ren’s cock throbbing within Futaba’s quivering quim, both demanding the chance to cum. A gentle hand tapped the door. “Futaba?”

“I-I’m here!” Futaba squeaked, and Ren stared incredulously at his girlfriend. She shrugged, face red as Sojiro replied.

“Oh, good. I got you some food.” The two could hear the doorknob turning, and it took all of Futaba’s strength not to scream. 

“N-not right now! I-I mean, I’m streaming right now! I’ll come down to get some later!” she replied. 

“Oh.” She knew her adopted father had no idea what exactly she did on the internet. His generation struggled to understand hers, especially when it came to all of the social media and streams that she mentioned. “Well, I’ll leave it on the table downstairs. Don’t keep it waiting too long, alright?”

“R-right!” Sojiro walked away from the door, and the couple shared a look. As the footsteps slowly faded into the background, Futaba let out an adorable, lighthearted giggle. Ren gawked at her as she began to push herself up and down on his shaft, earning a moan from his lips. “Your face…! I don’t think I’ve ever seen you scared, not even when you were facing a literal god!” 

She continued to giggle as Ren joined her, their laughs interrupt by the occasional moan. “I’d rather a million Gods of Control than deal with Sojiro’s wrath.”

The two stopped laughing for a moment, and they stared into each other’s eyes, lost for a moment. Lost in pools of silver and violet as Ren sat up and kissed his girlfriend. Their hands released one another and the two embraced one another as they continued making love, their tongues smacking together as they moaned. Futaba bounced on Ren’s cock a few more times, before she came. The young woman had been on the edge for so long, it didn’t take long for her pussy to squeeze down on her boyfriend’s shaft.

Ren came from the tight, warm walls and he filled her with his seed. Her pussy accepted the gift, cherishing it as the two continued to kiss, tears slowly trickling down Futaba’s face and onto his. 

She couldn’t have been happier.

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“W-wow, Futaba,” Rise mumbled, staring at the woman. “That…” The young idol wasn’t sure if she was more taken back by the amount of details Futaba shared, or how sweet Futaba and Ren’s relationship sounded. 

Fuuka, on the other hand, knew where she stood. “Awww! That’s so sweet! I think it’s beautiful that you two love each other so much!”

“I-I wanna marry him,” Futaba muttered, twiddling her fingers together. “I want to S-rank with him and have a baby with all of our best stats!” she confessed, closing her eyes and swooning at the fantasy. 

Rise got that. Well, not exactly, but she understood what her friend was saying. “I know what you mean,” she sighed, blushing. She looked at her two friends, internally debating something, before she spoke up. “I… have my own story if you don’t mind listening.”

“Ooh, I’d love to!” Fuuka grinned.

“Yeah! I wanna hear!” Futaba beamed. This is what normal girls did, right? Talk about their boyfriends? The orange-haired woman leaned forward in her chair, eager to hear every detail that her friend gave. 

“Alright, well, it was when I was filming this movie. Souji was visiting me and watching me work…”

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“And cut. Alright, everyone. Take ten. Risette, great work. Can someone make sure the explosions are ready for the next scene?” 

Rise let out a tired sigh as she walked over to her boyfriend. Souji handed her a bottle of water as she smiled at him.

“How’d I do?”

“Great,” he replied. “I thought you were amazing.” Rise grinned proudly at the compliment, before Souji frowned slightly. “Although…”

“Huh? What?”

Souji’s eyes traveled to one of Rise’s co-stars. The young man was talking to some friends, dressed in a ‘secret agent’ suit. Souji glared at him as Rise put two and two together.

“Senpai, I never took you for the jealous type,” she teased with a knowing grin.

“I guess I just don’t like the idea of you being romantic with anyone, but me…”

Rise giggled, before an idea struck her. She smiled as her cheeks gained a red hue. “Come on.”

“Huh?” She took his hand in hers and the two made a quick dash to her dressing room. 

“I’m going on break!” she shouted, closing the door behind Souji before anyone could object. She quickly locked the door as she turned to her boyfriend, smiling. He stared back at her, still confused as she walked towards him. 

The normally calm and cool silverette suddenly felt like a mouse trapped with a cat as Rise leaned forward and kissed his lips. His eyes widened, before he wrapped his arms around her, returning the kiss. He loved her soft, pillowy lips. He knew it, and she knew it.

Her pink lip gloss left a faint mark as she pulled back, smiling at him. “If you’re so jealous, let me remind you who my favorite man is. Who I love most. Of. All.” She was teasing, her fingers slowly crawling up his shirt, before she fell to her knees.

Souji realized what she was doing with shocked eyes, stepping back, only to step forward again as she caught his legs. She looked up at him with a pout, emphasizing her beautiful, soft lips. Her eyes gleamed with playful pain. Puppy dog eyes that begged for the chance to love Souji.

He crumbled under her stare with a laugh, nodding his head. Rise was certainly the more forward of the two of them, but that didn’t mean he was made of stone. If Rise wanted to give him a blowjob, he wasn’t going to fight it. 

The idol was stunning. Absolutely beautiful, and as she unzipped his pants and pulled them down, he was reminded of just how drop dead sexy Rise was. Her long, copper hair that flowed down her back like a waterfall, her shimmering, almond-colored eyes, her body, built and forged for the dancefloor. She was sleek, smooth, but with hips and an ass that left his throat dry.

She made sure to shake those hips as she sank down to her knees, licking her lips to make them glisten. “I love you, Senpai,” she whispered, her voice tickling his ears. 

Before he could reply, Rise pulled his pants open and helped released the cock hidden inside. It burst free, almost smacking her face as she gasped. 

“Someone’s happy to see me.” She nuzzled the cock with her nose, giving it cute, little eskimo kisses as she smiled. “And I’m happy to see you too.” She pecked the tip of his cock, a chaste, almost innocent kiss that made Souji shake.

Then she opened her mouth and took his cock into her mouth, and Souji almost melted. He wasn’t sure what it was, but Rise’s mouth just made him tremble. It was hot, and tight, and wet, and her tongue felt so perfect against his cock. She laid the tip of his dick on her tongue, letting it slowly slide into her mouth as she closed her eyes. 

Rise had sucked his cock many times. When they first started dating, when they went to the beach with their friends, after beating Adachi, Christmas, after New Years, and many other occasions. It was easy to accused them of being addicted, but the hard part was which one was addicted to the other more? 

Souji loved the feeling of rise’s tight throat sucking him off. The beautiful idol bobbed her head back and forth, feeling the cock stretch out her throat until his balls were bouncing against her chin. Souji placed a hand on her hand, stroking her soft, gorgeous locks as the sounds of her wet, choked facefucking filled the room. 

Rise was addicted to her boyfriend’s dick. Specifically, the taste of it. Yes, she loved being pumped full of his cum, but there was something so delicious about swallowing his load. Tasting his semen on her tongue, feeling it flow down her throat, and just feeling it fall into her tummy. It made her wet just thinking about it, and Rise quickly began to touch herself as she sucked Souji’s penis. 

One hand fell on her chest, squeezing and groping herself through the thin tank top she wore for the movie. The other hand went between her legs, slipping under the skirt and rubbing against her clit as she moaned. 

Souji took control of her rhythm, placing both of his hands on Rise’s head as he pulled her back and forth on his cock, fucking her mouth, making sure to poke against her cheek, along her tongue, and down her throat, fucking her sweet, tight throat every way he could.

Drips of drool went down Rise’s chin, falling onto her chest as she pinched and pulled at her own nipple. The idol gave herself to her boyfriend, loudly sucking on his cock as she moaned. Her voice reverberated through the dick, just adding to the pleasure as her eyes were squeezed tight. 

The silverette came, unable to hold back his orgasm any longer. His seed shot out of his cock like a flood, and Rise swallowed it without any hesitation. As cum fell down her throat, Rise pushed a finger into her pussy, fingering herself as quickly as possible. After only a couple of thrusts, she came, quivering like a leaf as her body was rocked with pleasure. 

Souji pulled his cock out of her mouth, and the last few strands he fired fell on Rise’s face. The jets of sperm splattered against her hair, cheeks, and pink lips. She frowned, glaring at her boyfriend as he chuckled.

“Sorry,” Souji apologized. 

Rise quickly smiled, giggling. “It’s okay. You marked me, just like I marked you.” At first, Souji had no idea what she meant, before the idol gently tapped a finger against his saliva-covered shaft. He followed her eyes, blushing as he saw the several, pink rings painted on his dick. The idol’s lip gloss was ruined, but it was a worthy sacrifice to mark his cock as hers. 

Souji looked at his girlfriend as she smiled, winking at him. “Love you, Souji-senpai,” she cooed, before licking a droplet of cum off of her bottom lip.

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Rise shuddered at the memory as Fuuka and Futaba gawked at her, mouths hanging open. For a moment, the idol feared that they’d think she was a freak, but her fears were quickly washed away as Futaba beamed.

“That was hot.”

“How exhilarating,” Fuuka added, nodding as she placed a hand to her hot cheek. She pressed her thighs together, shivering as arousal warmed her body. “I-I’ve never thought of oral pleasure as so… so…”

“Hot!” Futaba finished, before licking her lips. She blinked, before doing it again, before looking at Rise. “You got to teach me how to lick my lips all sexily like you, Rise!”

The idol giggled at the request, nodding her head, before she looked at Fuuka. “Well…?” She smiled, her almond shimmering with mischievous curiosity.

“W-well, what…?” the teal-haired girl quietly squeaked. 

“It’s your turn, Fuuka! Tell us about you and Minato!” 

“Yeah! We want to hear all the juicy details,” the orange-haired hacker agreed, nodding her head.

“O-oh.” The young woman wasn’t sure what to say at first. It was clear that neither of her friends were going to let the subject go, meaning the only way out was to just do as they requested and share something. 

Fuuka’s ears, neck, and cheeks were all red as she struggled to speak. She wasn’t even sure if she had a story as good as theirs. Of course she loved Minato, but Minato wasn’t the problem. She was. She lacked the beauty and seductive nature the other girls had.

“I-I don’t know, I’m not very exciting…”

“I don’t believe that for a second! I’ve seen how Minato stares at your behind when you’re not looking,” Rise teased. 

“R-really? He does?”

“Mmhm! Mmhm! I’ve seen it too!” Futaba agreed. “He’s totally checking you out. Undressing you with his eyes, totally wants to butt stuff with you!”  

Fuuka’s blush only grew at the idea, but there was a bit of joy in her eyes as she realized her boyfriend wanted her sexually. Of course they had done sexual stuff in the past together, but the young woman was naturally meek and shy, and she often feared she wasn’t a good girlfriend.

Her confidence boosted, Fuuka found just the memory to share with her friends. “I-I suppose I have one story I could tell…”

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Fuuka and Minato were in the latter’s room, arms wrapped around one each other as they kissed. Many saw Fuuka as a meek, shy girl, and they were partly right, but Fuuka had a secret side.

A perverted, horny, needy side that was hungry for the touch of a man. Her man.

The normally timid girl was wet with arousal, moaning as Minato’s tongue pushed into her mouth. He took her lips, using her for pleasure, and the thought made her moan once again. 

Minato came off as stoic, or even depressed to the rest of the world, but like Fuuka shared her secret side with him, he showed a hidden side to her. A dominating, passionate fire. He held her in his arms, forcing his tongue into her mouth and tasting her. 

He didn’t force her into anything. It was simply how they liked to play. He, the dominant master, and her, the submissive toy. It was like two puzzle pieces fitting perfectly together. 

“Ahh…!” Fuuka shivered as Minato groped her chest through her shirt. Well, really it was his shirt. A gift he gave her that she cherished since they started dating. It was big enough to cover most of her body, covering her panty-clad ass. 

“Where do you want it tonight?” he whispered, finally freeing her lips for a moment. 

She giggled, moving down to kiss his neck as she pondered the question. The two broke apart for a moment, just so Minato could take his own shirt off and drop it to the floor. 

The two stared into each other’s eyes as Fuuka blushed. The teal-haired woman wanted to look away, but she didn’t. She kept her eyes on Minato, staring into his soul and letting him stare into hers so he knew she meant it. “I-I want to try anal tonight.”

That surprised the young man, and he leaned his head back as he blinked in surprise. Fuuka knew what he was thinking, and she quickly tried to assure him of her desire.

“I-I’m sure of it! I want you to take me d-down there. Please, Minato? I-I’ll speak up if it hurts, but…”

He hesitated, but only for a moment. He leaned forward and kissed his girlfriend once more. It wasn’t like the last few kisses. It was chaste and innocent, but it melted all of Fuuka’s fears away.

When the two parted, Minato smiled at his girlfriend, nodding his head. “Alright. Let’s do it.” He grabbed the hem of her shirt and pulled at it. She lifted up her arms, taking the shirt off and revealing her nearly naked form. 

All Fuuka wore were a pair of panties, matching her hair color with some lace on it. She didn’t even bother wearing a bra under the shirt, letting him see her naked chest. Fuuka wasn’t the biggest girl, but that never bothered the young man. He thought she was gorgeous, and he made sure she knew how he felt as he kissed her lips once again. 

Their naked chests pressed against each other, her tongue meeting his in her mouth, before the two pulled apart. Fuuka pulled at her panties, pulling the underwear off of her body. In the dim light of the moon and stars, Minato saw her pussy juices clinging to the panties.

Fuuka dropped the underwear to the ground, before she placed a hand on her boyfriend’s chest and slowly brought it down, until her fingers brushed against the tent he was sporting under his shorts. 

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you too,” he replied, stealing one last kiss, before he began to take his shorts off. 

Fuuka stopped him, though. Their eyes met, and the teal-haired woman gave her boyfriend a half-lidded smile as she began to take the shorts off for him. Minato found himself blushing this time as his girlfriend took control, pulling the shorts and boxers off of him with one strong tug, revealing his hard dick.

“I should lube it up first,” Fuuka teased, and the seductive tone in her voice made Minato shudder. 

The woman leaned forward and pecked the tip of the cock, moaning with joy as her lips felt the hard flesh. Fuuka pulled on the foreskin, and licked the tip of Minato’s cock, tasting his savory precum as he quietly moaned. Then she opened her mouth and took the length of his dick into her mouth, a skill she had acquired after many nights along with the young man.

Fuuka wrapped her lips around the penis, placing her tongue on the underside of it so she could taste every inch she took. Her head began to bob up and down as she closed her eyes, lubing the shaft up with her own saliva as Minao moaned. 

The young woman couldn’t deny how arousing it was to listen to her boyfriend, and after a few times of bouncing her head on his shaft, she began to touch herself, rubbing her clit with one of her hands as the other stroked Minato’s leg.

She loved the taste, she adored the texture, but she knew that she had to stop. This was only the appetizer. No sense in gorging herself on these when there was a better meal to be had. Fuuka pulled her head off of her boyfriend’s cock, taking a deep breath once it was out.

Threads of saliva linked her mouth with his hard member, and it glistened in the moonlight as Fuuka quickly began to shift. They were both facing the same directions as she backed her ass up towards her boyfriend. 

Minato had always known what his girlfriend lacked in the breast department, she more than made up for it with her ass. The beautiful, heart-shaped butt was one of the biggest distractions the man faced in his life. It was so perfect, so firm, and so big. He had lost count of how many times he fantasized about it, though he’d never force his girlfriend to do anything she was uncomfortable with.

“P-please, take my ass virginity, Minato,” she begged, a smile on her beautiful face. Minato took a few deep breaths, trying to back away from the edge of orgasm his girlfriend brought him to. Once he was ready, he took her hips in his hands and helped bring her down, aiming his cock for her asshole.

She gasped at the tip poked her ass, before biting her lip to muffle her moans. Minato slowly pulled her down, letting his dick enter her inch by inch, slowly spreading her cheeks apart as Fuuka squeezed and groped her own chest. The sensation was new and different for both parties. 

Minato was shocked at how tight his lover’s ass was, and he found himself panting as her walls squeezed and massaged his shaft. Fuuka was trembling on his dick, shaking as she felt filled. It was like being fucked in her womanhood, but… different. Hard to describe, at first, before it suddenly felt like electrocution coursing through her veins. Minato had filled her with his dick, and the bulbous tip of his penis was pressing against her insides, awakening something in her.

“Ahhh…!” 

It was like her boyfriend had suddenly hit a cluster of nerves. A button inside of her that just made everything feel good. What little pain there was to losing her anal virginity was swept away as her mind was assaulted with sensations she wasn’t sure how to cope with. 

She bounced herself on his cock, crying out in pleasure as he held her hips. “I-it feels so good!”

Minato grinned at her excitement, before he spanked her ass, earning another cry as her flesh rippled from the blow. “You’re tight, Fuuka. I love how your ass feels around my dick.”

“It’s yours! It’s all yours! Ah, please, just keep fucking me! S-spank me more!” The pleasure was mind blowing. It drove the timid girl to bed and scream as the bed springs groaned. 

He spanked her ass again, switching between one cheek and the other as they moaned. Minato eventually moved his hands, wrapped them around her body and placing them on her tits. Her own hands were trapped between his and her supple, bouncing chest. The blue-haired man pinched her nipples, earning another cry.

“I-I love you!” she screamed. “I love you, Minato.”

“Love… ah… Love you too,” he replied, kissing the back of her neck as she fell against his chest. 

She gave up control, closing her eyes and simply letting him fuck her. It was amazing. It made her pussy quiver as her tongue fell out of her mouth. Her body bounced against his, his shaft tearing her ass in two as Fuuka dreamed of eternity with her lover. Nothing could keep them apart. If anything ever tried, she’d find a way back to him. 

That was their love. Pure, strong, and unstoppable.

“I’m going to cum soon, Fuuka.” He whispered into her ear, before gently kissing her neck. “Where do you want it?”

They both knew the answer, but both wanted to hear the woman admitted. It was part of their game. Part of the fun. “Inside,” she begged. “I want your cum inside of me. I want you to fill me with your seed.”

Minato grinned. He so loved hearing his girlfriend talk dirty. He sucked on her neck as he fucked her ass a few more times, before he lifted her up, almost off of his dick entirely. Fuuka whined quietly, only to scream as he slammed her down, pounding her sweet spot and making her cum.

Her muscles spasmed as Fuuka trembled, her pussy quivering as she felt one of the greatest orgasms of her life. Her butt squeezed down on Minato’s shaft, finally bringing him over the edge with her. He filled her with cum, unleashing a torrent of jizz into her plump, round ass. 

Both were left panting from the orgasm, but neither minded. Minato nuzzled his face against Fuuka’s back as she rode the aftershocks of pleasure. 

“M-Minato, I love you...”

“And I you, Fuuka. Forever.”

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By the end of Fuuka’s story, each girl felt the same way. Their breathing was faint, their faces red, and their pussies moist. Arousal consumed their bodies like a fire. Futaba swallowed down spit as she felt her cheeks burn red-hot. Fuuka nervously trembled in her seat, rubbing her ass against the cushion as her thighs pressed against each other. Rise licked her lips, biting her lower lip as a familiar craving overwhelmed her.

Each of the girls were horny, possessed by cherished memories and fantasies inspired by their friends’ stories. 

“T-that was a...a good story, Fuuka,” Rise commented, holding herself back from just touching herself. She maintained her composure well, even as lust burned at her mind.

“Super hot,” Futaba moaned, squeezing her legs together, as if to play hard to get for Akira’s the imaginary Akira she saw in her mind.

“T-thanks, girls.” Each of them felt it. A hunger, no, a need. A need to breed with the men they loved. Their leaders, saviors, and friends. As the three girls shared a look, they all knew what the other was thinking. 

They all felt that same need for their lover’s touch. 

The girls were about ready to stand up and go pursue their men, when a miracle happened. As if their needs were answered, the door to the small lounge opened and Souji walked in, with Ren and Minato by his side.

“There you all are. We were wondering where you were,” the silverette grinned. His smile was gone as his cheeks blushed. Rise was biting her lower lip, before licking it. She blew a kiss to him, and his dick began to harden and grow.

“You girls okay? Minato asked, only to freeze as he noticed how his girlfriend was looking at him. She shook her ass in her seat, fluttering her eyelashes as she motioned him over with a finger.

Even the Phantom Thief, Ren, was stunned as Futaba silently begged him to cover to her. She opened her legs, and placed a hand just over her pussy, massaging the skin as she gave him her best bedroom eyes.

Each of the boys felt it. Arousal going through their bodies as blood stopped pumping to their brains and went down between their legs. They had just walked into the lion’s den.