Chuu Can Do It All

You should never underestimate someone, read a book by its cover, assume anything, whatever life advice grabs you by the balls and tugs is the one you should listen to.

Regardless here, you didn't listen to any of them. Looked at Chuu and all of her eccentric cuteness and thought you had her figured out. It's not your fault per se, if a girl dresses cute, talks cute, smells cute, talks about 'liking other things' you'd probably assume like bird watching or something.

Or maybe you are just a colossal fucking dumbass.

Variety is the spice of life, so maybe Chuu blindfolded you for an hour and prepared her mischievous trinkets of sexual doom (trademarked) . Who cares? You're still going to get some action today albeit not quite what you've bargained for.

"Ta-da! Different right?" That is one apt way to put it, she's slightly rebarbative with all the stuff around her. There's a long ropey object, a pair of handcuffs, a vibrator, is that a fucking flamethrower?

"Maybe you could say that." You've been thrown out of your comfort zone and promptly dropkicked four times to push you as far away as possible, but you still feel strangely safe. Maybe Chuu can do it and you'll be just peachy.

"Before anything happens, just shout penguin if you want it to stop, okay? You've agreed to everything so far but I don't want to make you uncomfortable." Her tone is uncharacteristically formal though reassuring, no amount of being a penguin in a desert will stop you now.

You nod.

"Words, it's important to me I have your explicit consent."

"Okay, I'll say if I need to, don't worry."

"Good boy." Her words hit you straight in the heart and doubly in the dick, it catches her eye like she's found the needle in a haystack. "Get closer for me, yeah?"

You move into Chuu's grip, so close you can smell her perfume, it's so intoxicating and strong it makes your heart pound. She dances around, reaching back and grabbing the aforementioned handcuffs. Black and not padded, they click onto your left hand. Tight enough to hold, not to hurt.

"Tonight's a lot about listening, you were doing that for me so well during that date right? Keep it up and you'll see just how endearing this sorta thing can be." God her voice is sweet poison, it harms you to listen to but you'd die before you stopped. She points towards the bedpost, silently instructing you to get over there.

"Attach yourself to it, you aren't going anywhere." A click into place and you're in the eye of the storm, ready to receive whatever Chuu has in store. "Tell me, how badly do you want to see me out of these clothes? This stupid t-shirt that hides my tits you were entranced by earlier, or everything beneath that hides my sweet pussy. Say it all."

"So bad, please, just take it off."

"Awe, pathetic, you can do a bit better than that right?" She teases you nastily, her palm grinding against your clothed erection and it's fucking electric, Chuu's going to be the death of you. "Every. Last. Word."

"I need to see all of you, so fucking desperately. I want to feel every single inch, bury my cock in you until we both cry–"

"You'll be the only one crying, how fucking cute. Here." Chuu gives you what you want, grabbing the hem of her shirt and throwing it off her body. It's beautiful, she wasn't wearing a bra the entire time. Just beautiful, bountiful tits for your eyes. What candy, the strain in your pants is somehow even worse.

"Oh my god."

Then her shorts are pulled down, just her panties remain and it's a frustrating barricade to what you really want. Chuu has a glint in her eyes, moving close until she's on your stomach. "Time to see how much you want this. Open your mouth."

Already open wide, Chuu pushes herself forward. Her clothed pussy straight against your tongue, her arousal pushing through your nose completely and overpowering your senses. "Lick my fucking underwear, get every drop you can siphon out of it."

And oh fucking hell do you try, the taste of Chuu is tantalizing and even more so when she demands you to drink it. Fighting against the taste of cotton in your pursuit. "Desperate slut." She grinds herself against you, shoves her clothed cunt in your face as deep as possible while you emulate devouring her hungry as can be. Flicking your tongue indiscriminately as it's the only thing you can do.

"Fuck, eager aren't you? Starving for my pussy, trying to feast on it but you can't." There's a sinful little gasp on her words, a minor crack. "My, my."

Chuu's arousal is absolutely delightful in the most perverted of senses, all shame is rejected for erotic depravity and a need to get off. Even as oxygen runs out you keep going, sucking on the fabric while licking just for a chance to get an extra drop.

Right when you thought you were about to meet hell's gate and depart from this mortal world Chuu gets off your face, oxygen rushing back and the taste of fresh air returns alongside.

"Good, that's a good boy, you've earned a reward." Chuu descends back to her original post, making a quick haste of your clothes to let your cock finally unrestricted. "Awe, you look ready to burst, leaking so much."

Chuu's ass faces you, the biggest moon you'll ever see. The crescent becomes whole as she slowly unwraps it. Undresses as her abundantly wet folds come into frame, strings connect to her thighs and it's heaven sight perfected.

"Good view right? Bet you want to be balls deep in me right now, breed me, fill me up with your hot cum?That was what your plan earlier, to fuck me so hard. But no, you're not fucking me yet. That's not your reward, this is." You hardly get your words in with how precise she is, leaving no margin to edge in or say what you want to say.

She traps your cock in her underwear, wrapped around in the spit-arousal covered fabric with a firm grip. "All your handiwork has done such a good job, enjoy it."

Her assertive gaze locks eyes with yours while she strokes, pumping up and down as the ruined underwear is cotton euphoria on every inch it traps. Your eyes lose focus, looking around for any outlet to this pleasure.

Is that fucking Sackboy?!? The little fella hits a wave and runs away, closing the door behind him.

"What-"

"Hm?"

"Nothing…"

"You're throbbing so fucking hard, are my panties getting you off? So slutty of you." Chuu demeans yet shoves her nose straight into the base of your cock and breathes hard, her plump lips parting and swallowing your balls. The sucking and the feeling of her panties around your cock is overwhelming, in conjunction with the exhaled wind with her nose breathing in all of your scent just like you breathed hers.

"fuck…" The words are ripped away and Chuu is unrestrained, doubling her effort and licking your ballsack alongside everything else. So much happening and so little processing room, your breathing gets heavier and heavier. She's going to crush you, is this a test of endurance?

"Are you close already? Haha, pathetic, but don't let me stop you. Just cum all over my underwear, make a fat fucking mess for me." She didn't stop, sped up and the burning nearly painful comeuppance of your orgasm rushed through you.

It's a whole mess, shot after shot decorates the clothing and embeds itself, sticky white competing with the other bodily fluids adorned. Looks defiled and the best mess. Like you've filled in blanks with white, lazy ass artistry but it's pretty well painted…

"Wow, that's a lot. All pent up huh? Good job, I'm proud of you. But there's fire in your fucked out, horny eyes. And I can tell there's more to you than this."

After a bit of being forced to suck clean the fabric and getting ridden like your life depends on it, the things Chuu wanted were being realised. The cover you judged was definitely wrong, but there was a little bit of truth. You thought she'd want to let someone have the reins in the bedroom, now you're holding them.

Or more aptly, a leash. She's a dog in this case not a horse, though that may surprise any hypothetical passer-goers given you are fucking like bunnies. And everything here is absolutely not safe for work. The collar she adorned to pimp herself out alongside the leash tight around her neck? It's freaky, and friday.

"You're a lot fucking tighter like this, leashed up and pounded like some worthless animal. Something to tell me?" The script is a collaborative effort, most of this projection is demanded by the very happy horny girl underneath you but there's no denying the sadistic joy you can get from it.

"I am a worthless animal! Fuck, keep pounding me, I don't deserve to walk!" Chuu's leaning into it, arched so every thrust hits her in all the right spots. Trapped in the plains of pleasure as you yank the collar, forcing her head up so every single hiss catches in the air.

"Good pets don't bark orders." Your spare hand smacks Chuu's left cheek repetitively until it is red raw, leaving a mark that stings with sounds that reverberate. She's so wet it runs down her thighs and onto the floor, so tight it tries to milk your cock and stuff her with your cum.

"I'm not a good pet! Keep going." A swap of hands gives the leash a new owner while you swat her other cheek, leaving nothing but red blooming across her skin. You can tell she's close, that she needs to finish and you'll let her.

"No stopping until you are a defiled whore on the floor, that's what you should be."

"That's all I am!"

At least you two are on the same page, doggystyle is the best style and Chuu is about to learn that with the most mindblowing orgasm ever conceived. Your eyes are locked onto your cock battering in and out, disappearing between her pussy lips. Stretching her out and returning even more doused in Chuu's arousal, creamy white and clinging onto whatever it can. Another inductee of the Cream Team apparently.