The Right Touch

Me: It's been awhile since I've updated, so I wholeheartedly apologize! I've been very busy the last two months. Moving, settling into a new job, fixing up a few properties in the middle of a scorching summer…

But enough of that. I'm glad to be back! I'll try to update more frequently. Even better, I have a few other story ideas in the works, mostly standalone one-shots.

It's makes me wonder...I have so many different drafts of various ideas for stories it's more than a little overwhelming to figure out which one to focus on. Should I place brief descriptions of different fic ideas on my profile and have people vote on which they would like to see soon? Mostly, they are ideas for Naruto one-shots, but I am branching out into different fandoms.

Let me know. In a review or PM, I would like to know your thoughts.

This chapter features Natsuki! Enjoy!

Warnings: Sexual descriptions, language, lots of romantic fluff and dirty talk. You know, same old business. Don't like, don't read. Not old enough? Click away right now. Cool? Alright!

Disclaimer: I don't own Doki Doki Literature Club.

Chapter 2: The Baker

The warmth of hot coffee slid passionately down her throat. A euphoric rush tingled throughout Natsuki's body, spreading energy and radiance to her limbs. The dull throbbing of tired eyes dissipated, replaced by a vibrance which shoned deeply in her pretty pink orbs, and a smile played on her lips. Placing the steaming mug of tasteful caffeine, mixed with ample amounts of sugar and cream, the young woman's gaze shifted from the pale color of the table's surface over to the stove, where her lover/crush/favorite dummy busied himself with breakfast preparations.

"Feeling better?" Anon asked, amusement coloring his tone as he threw a mirthful glance over his shoulders. Her breathing hitched slightly. His mesmerizing eyes of golden quality always held a potent effect, rendering her incapable of speech for long periods of time as she pondered their beauty. While she would be hesitant to bare such a sentiment aloud to the handsome young man, she nonetheless expressed her appreciation through physical outlets, such as dreamily gazing into his eyes for as long as he offered or tenderly touching their foreheads together. Very intimate and sweet gestures typically unassociated with a brash and sarcastic young lady such as herself, but it was a side she only showed Anon. "I had a hard time getting you up this morning. Rough sleep?" He teased.

Natsuki shot him a heated glare. Of course he knew the reason for her tired and disheveled state...he was the one who caused it in the first place! "Perhaps I would have gotten some shut-eye if that thing," she pointed directly at the slight bulge in his sweatpants, plainly evident even through the thick, loose material and his flaccid state, "wasn't poking my butt the whole time! How can a girl sleep with that?"

Offering her a sheepish grin, Anon waved off her concerns and hurriedly removed the bacon off the frying pan, gingerly placing it on a nearby plate. "You weren't complaining last night," he replied haughtily, making her blush.

"That…" She felt her cheeks heat up. She supposed some fault rested with her, but he was equally to blame. How could she sleep when his enormous erection constantly throbbed against her ass? Or calmly doze off when he was completely bare, with a toned body just begging for her fingers and tongue to roam? Impossible. She was a hot-blooded female. Pressing her thighs together through her thin shorts, her intimate parts still tingled pleasurably and sorely from the merciless pounding she received hours prior. To think such a monstrous shaft of meat could fit inside her...she shivered in delight at the memory. "Fair enough," she conceded, mumbling curse words in her mug of coffee while Anon laughed.

She was always willing to back down when it was him, especially when he was wearing that ridiculous apron. He looked utterly adorable in blank sweatpants and a white t-shirt, dark hair marked with sleepy spikes and front covered by an apron bearing the phrase 'Kiss the Cook.' If he kept wantonly flashing the prominent bulge at the front of his pants to her teasingly, she would most certainly do more than just kiss the cook.

"Breakfast served!" He chirped, sliding a plate of bacon, toast and eggs in front of her, jostling her out of her inner reverence of his attractive features. "And a nice cup of orange juice to wash it down," he added, gently prying the now empty cup of coffee from her hands and replacing it with the mention juice.

Her stomach growled in approval at the sight of the tasty meal.

"You'd make a great house husband," Natsuki commented, happily digging into the prepared meal. Everything tasted wonderful.

"You think?" Smiling, Anon sat next to her and dug into his own plate. "I like cooking and cleaning. It passes the time and I get to see the immediate fruits of my labor. Not a bad deal, in my opinion."

He certainly got enough practice taking care of Sayori. Natsuki swore the girl would lose her head if it wasn't for Anon's attentive care. A tiny bit of jealousy stirred in her stomach. Sayori had the privilege of knowing him years before he joined the Literature Club. To wake up everyday and be taken care of by this handsome young man...Natsuki considered that the closest thing to heaven. Throw in the mindblowing sex and massages? Paradise.

"Keep showing off like this and I'll put a ring on your finger," she said, bumping her shoulder playfully against his. "And there won't be some tracking device in it like Monika's; it'll be a real engagement ring."

Anon chuckled. "Yeah. I'm always onguard whenever Monika buys me a gift. You never know with that girl, you know?" He chewed thoughtfully on a piece of toast. "But I love her all the same. So, if I'm the house husband, I imagine you would be the primary breadwinner?"

"Hmmm…" Hopping off her seat, the pink-haired baker made herself at home in his lap. She placed a kiss on his jawline. "Yep. I'd run my bakery business and you'd keep the house in order. Forewarning: I expect plenty of sex when I get home after a long day at work."

"I think I can live with that," he whispered huskily, tickling her skin when he dove his face into the nape of her neck. She shivered when his tongue lightly grazed her hot flesh, treating her pale skin to several coatings of his warm saliva. His hands ghosted down her sides, not stopping until that received the privilege of tracing the flair of her hips. Taking a few moments to caress her hypnotic lower curves, his hands eventually rested on her buttocks, gripping toned and supple cheeks in a worshipping manner and making her moan. "Any other requests?"

Gulping, she gripped his shirt and steadied herself. Lustfully, she ground her hips against his pelvis, biting her lip when she felt his solid erection graze against her most intimate part. "M-massages…" She breathed out. His massages were no joke. Whether it was her tired ankles from a long day of standing and baking or even her back aching from a pitiful night's sleep, Anon's magic fingers could remove every ounce of pain from her body. His massages were addictive, and she knew for a fact the other girls indulged in his golden touch. Yuri and Monika in particular, suffering from the drawbacks of having larger and supple chests, were obsessed with his back and shoulder massages, and Sayori would never turn down the opportunity to beg him for a nice foot rub or leg massage.

She felt his playful grin against her flesh. Teasingly, his hot tongue created saliva-streaked circles all over her pale flesh, applying little bouts of suction to blatantly leave his 'mark' on her neck. Barely suppressing a beautiful melody of soft moans, the pink-haired beauty closed her eyes in bliss. The ravishing sensation played upon her skin brought goosebumps across her flesh, leaving her in a state of euphoria while he worked feverishly to leaver her neck coated with nearly a dozen bright hickies. Oh, how she couldn't wait to strut herself in front of the other girls of the Literature Club and show off the ample markings, basking in the burning heat of their envious and jealous glares.

Such petty enjoyments were only temporary, however. All of the girls, including herself, had equal claim to the young man, set forth by the founding principles of the 'Anon Treaty.' Certain days were allotted to each girl, individual times were carved out, and the delicate balance of pace mostly held, save for a few minor instances of passion and jealousy briefly overwhelming logic.

Things had gotten much better since Anon's birthday. Since they had all been taken by the young man so passionately and pleasurably together during his aphrodisiac-induced state, Natsuki felt closer to her female friends than ever before. While that night may have been a lustful, foggy haze of orgasms and happiness, she remembered clearly the radiance of her friends as they were screwed senseless over and over again. The enthusiastic and wanton cries of Monika as she rode his long cock for hours on end, the excited and loud moans of Sayori while she was pounded against the soft cushions of a couch, and the beautiful blush which spread across Yuri's face and upper body when the young man lustfully slid his cock between her large breasts and thrust with all his might. And she remembered vividly the heated and aroused stares of her friends on her and Anon as he relentlessly used his enormous manhood to lavish her lithe body with countless, toe-curling orgasms. In the tender and loving embrace of the missionary position, they made love in front of all her friends.

Embarrassment should have followed the event, but there was none. Natsuki reasoned the Literature Club felt closer because all five of them had literally bared everything to each other. Granted, none of the girls had dare to venture into more...amorous interactions with each other during that night, instead choosing to focus solely on Anon and spend their free time recovering from his ceaseless lust. The very thought of doing something of that nature with her friends painted a healthy blush on Natsuki's face. She doubted the idea would ever come to the surface; she was exclusively heterosexual, yet she could not deny the beauty each of her female friends possessed.

For now, it was best to stay within the scheduled activities of the treaty. Better that than to make things more complicated than already existed.

"Massage where, Natsuki?" Anon asked, squeezing her lower cheeks and eliciting a moan of approval from her supple lips. "Right here?"

"I…" Her cheeks flushed red.

"Or…" One of his hands slid around her perfect waist, fingers diving without care underneath her pair of shorts. She shuddered when the tips of his long fingers touched her bare sex, lewdly gripping his dark locks and pulling his face flush against her neck when he began to gently prod her entrance with a curious finger. "...here? No panties, Natsuki? Very naughty of you."

Growling cutely, she tugged on his hair roughly.

"S-shut up…" Two of his finger plunged into her folds without warning, making her gasp. "Anon!" She groaned, bucking her hips heatedly against his palm.

"You're already dripping like crazy, Natsuki. Did my 'massage' turn you on that much?" Anon joked, working her lower lips expertly, plunging his finger in and out of her gushing entrance in rhythmic fashion. His ever-present, playful grin only widened when she tugged hard on his dark locks in retaliation for his teasing. "I'll take that as a resounding 'yes.' Don't worry, Natsuki. Your house husband will make you feel good." Placing a sweet kiss on her cheek, Anon buried his face in her brilliant pink locks and picked up the speed of his wonderful fingers.

Body shivering with delight, Natsuki's heart hammered against her chest as she was subjected to heaven. His lips and tongue placing warm kisses and licks on her neck, his talented fingers performing unparalleled pleasure on her womanhood, and-"Oh!" She cried out in ecstasy, finding it difficult to breath when his other hand slid underneath her shirt and cupped one of her breasts. With teasing ministrations, his finger caressed her hardened and erect nipple, groping the soft flesh of her breast with his palm and squeezing her tender bosom. Small her breasts may have been, but there was a perkiness and attractive quality, perfectly complimenting her lithe and short frame, which heavily aroused the young man. Just the right size to fit snugly in his hands and tipped with pretty pink nipples, Anon had lost count of the many hours he spent kissing and groping them.

Everything was quickly proving too much for the beautiful baker. Cheeks flushed red with arousal and breathing heavily from her lover's pleasurable ministrations, Natsuki knew her release was fast approaching. Anon was far too skilled, knew her weak points like the back of his hand, and decided to casually slip an extra digit between her lower lips. Three fingers maddeningly and relentlessly servicing her womanhood, stretching her inner walls in a spine-tingling fashion, were gradually eroding away what little self-control she held. Her mind idly processed the notion of school, focusing on the fact she needed to shower and change quickly to prevent themselves from being late, but…

Screw school. This was one of the handful of mornings when she wasn't busy baking sweets, and even rarer when Anon wasn't with her to solely focus on helping her with the business. Right now, it was just them, still basking in the afterglow of their passionate night of lovemaking, without worrying about orders or meeting quotas. One day of skipping wouldn't hurt (she knew for a fact Sayori and Monika quite often skipped during their allotted days with Anon).

When she felt herself ready to explode from the mind-numbing sensations assaulting her core, she was pleasantly surprised when Anon removed his face from her neck and kissed her deeply. Fisting his dark locks possessively, she poured everything she had into the kiss, battling her tongue against his in a war she was slowly losing. When his fingers plunged deeply between her folds and his thumb pressed against her engorged clit roughly, the floodgates were opened. Planting her firm rear flush into his crotch, moaning heavily against his lips when his cloth-covered erection made itself comfortable between her lower cheeks, Natsuki submitted herself fully to him as her release tore through her body without pause.

Cumming like a fountain, she completely covered his fingers and palm in ample amounts of her fluid arousal, drenching her shorts with glistening sweetness while his fingers continued to work their magic on her quivering womanhood. His tongue utterly dominated her, brushing past the meager defences she mustered and ravaging her mouth to his heart's content. His hand squeezed her breast lewdly, bringing her to the peak of pleasure with teasing pulls on her erect nipple. Finding her limbs rapidly losing strength, all Natsuki could do was cling to the young man as she rode out the passion of her powerful orgasm, letting him have his fill of her saliva through their lewd kissing and offering her body to his leisure.

She could barely even blink when he suddenly broke their kiss and bent her over the table in the middle of her potent release, pulling down her shorts and cupping her attractive rear while he pressed his face against her still gushing womanhood. The erotic, arousing sounds of him slurping indulgently on her fluids made her knees very weak, and she let out a breathless moan when his tongue threw away all semblance of gentleness and dove between her quivering folds to get a proper taste.

"Tastes so fucking good, Natsuki," he murmured, muffled by her dripping snatch and the lusciousness of her thighs. Yelping when he gave her ass a nice slap, she could not even muster the strength to throw a half-hearted glare over her shoulder while her body slowly came down from its euphoric high. The volume of her sex fluids shifted to mere drips, but Anon was insatiable. Much to her embarrassment, he continued to suck excitedly on her outer lips, topping off his pleasurable suction with probing gestures of his wet tongue.

"Ahhh...Anon…" She cooed, hugging herself. Her brain was overloaded with the addictive quality of his touch. With flushed cheeks and half-lidded pink eyes, topped off with bed hair, she knew she looked a slutty mess, but she didn't care. In front of him, she had been in just about every position you could imagine while naked. Bent over the kitchen table while he casually gobbled up every drop of her orgasmic release? It didn't even hit the top ten on her list of most kinky endeavors.

"All clean!" Anon declared, standing at full height and patting one of her lower cheeks. Glancing over her shoulder, she watched him lick his lips and she shivered. She never got tired of his...enthusiastic approach when it came to eating her out. He treated her nectar like a delicious meal: never leaving a single drop ignored. Gaze drifting from his face and down his torso, she eyed the throbbing erection straining against the front of his sweatpants with unveiled interest.

"Pull down your pants," Natsuki ordered, tiring of that glorious manhood being hidden from view.

Anon chuckled at her bossy attitude. Even bent over a kitchen table and half-naked, Natsuki still liked to boss him around. It was fine with him; he loved bossy Natsuki.

"Whatever you want, wifey." Grinning at the cute blush creeping up her face from the endearing nickname, Anon dutifully pulled down his sweatpants. Since he wasn't wearing any boxers, the large erection immediately sprung free from its tight confines, bouncing and throbbing madly as it rested between her ass cheeks. Humming to himself, he slowly thrust his length between them, enjoying the warm fullness engulfing the sides of his shaft and relishing the melodic moans escaping his lover's lips. "What now, Natsuki? What do you want your husband to do?"

Surprising him, the cheeky pink-haired minx sensually moved her rear over his crotch, making him groan in pleasure. Throwing a salacious wink over her shoulder, Natsuki pursed her lips and continued to tease his cock. "You know what I want, lover boy." She ran her ass over his length, shivering from the thickness and warmth grazing her most intimate regions. "Fuck me with that huge cock." Divesting herself of the rest of her clothing, Natsuki took off her shirt, leaving her entire body bare before his golden gaze. Much to her delight, she witnessed the normally unflappable young man blush. "Oh? Like what you see?" She teased. "Why are you acting like that? You've seen me naked at least a hundred times before."

"True, but…" The rays of the early morning sun filtered through the windows of the kitchen, bathing the pink-haired goddess in ethereal rays of brilliant sunshine which highlighted the pale beauty of her flesh. A flawless neck and back touched by locks of radiant pink. Her pretty face glancing over her hickey-marked shoulder, flushed with arousal and lust, and pink eyes glazed over with blatant affection directed solely at him. Irresistible lips set in a sultry pout, enticing him with the slight coy smile threatening to spread across her face.

A pair of hips flaring mesmerizingly into a set of luscious thighs, framed by an ample derriere which rubbed teasingly against his crotch, drew his gaze. His eyes roamed the perfect cheeks, his obsession emphasized by the worshipful squeezing of her flesh and driven wild by the appreciative moans erupting from the pink-haired goddess's lips.

Natsuki was perfect in his eyes; a delicate exterior which clashed heavily with her stubbornness and inner strength. Where Monika and Yuri boasted sizable chests, Natsuki's was lithe. Whereas Sayori flaunted a nice bubble butt, Natsuki's was toned and blended well with her wonderfully-shaped thighs.

Every girl was beautiful in their own way. Their personalities and quirks, emotions and obsessions...Anon loved every bit of their uniqueness. Did he have a favorite? No. No, he could never be forced to pick. He treasured their companionship and deeply reciprocated their feelings. However, finding himself so enthralled by the pink-haired minx before him, baring all to him and offering everything to him, he felt his very soul stir. An uncharacteristic blush crept up his neck and face. His pupils dilated as he focused all of his attention on her. By the heavens, she was breathtaking.

"Anon?" Natsuki asked quietly, breaking him out of his revere. She blushed deeply when his intense gaze shifted to meet her own, and she shyly avoided his knee-weakening stare by shifting her eyes to the side. "Y-You've been staring for awhile…"

"I have? Hmmm…"

"Something wrong?" She inquired, suddenly feeling very self-conscious. She knew her body wasn't as...developed as the other girl's. She often wondered if he mentally compared their different body types, but she persistently tried to ignore such thoughts. She understood she fell behind, and covered up her insecurities with harsh words and thoughtless actions. She highly doubted she could handle it if he suddenly voiced his deepest, most honest thoughts concerning her body.

Slowly, Anon shook his head. A loving, warm smile played at his lips, enrapturing Natsuki as she became powerless to utter a single word while fixated on his attractive expression. "Nothing is wrong, Natsuki. I just realized something." Leaning over her back and planting his hands on the table's surface close to her sides, he placed a tender, loving kiss on her lips, making her eyes widen from the unexpectedly affectionate gesture. Pulling away, he held her gaze firmly, treating his vision to a truly pleasant sight as her face remained inches from his own. "You're a goddess," he stated simply.

The blush which crept upon her cheeks was truly stunning.

"W-what?"

"You're beautiful."

"Don't...just say things like that…" She smiled shyly. "You'll...make a girl's heart burst."

"Just speaking the truth." He nuzzled the crook of her neck lovingly, breathing in her pleasant scent. "You're awe-inspiring."

"S-stop…"

"Talented, strong, beautiful, my perfect pink-haired goddes-" He was quickly silenced when her lips crashed against his in a desperate, heated kiss. He groaned, surprised by the force behind the sudden intrusion of her tongue between his lips, happily willing to engage her tongue in a lover's dance. Their oral appendages swirled around each other passionately, wordlessly sharing the depth of their love and respect for one another.

Gently, Natsuki's hand caressed the side of his face, brushing against the very subtle stubble growing along his jawline. The tips of her fingers touched the dark locks surrounding his ear, leaving burning trails of her touch up and down his cheek and neck. Their lips molded fervently together as the two lovers exchanged saliva, greedily drinking up and sampling what the other had to offer. Faintly, she could taste the lingering flavor of her sexual fluids on his lips and tongues, and the lithe beauty shivered at the erotic taste mixing lewdly with his own unique flavor.

Neither wanted to end the soul-searing liplock. With pink and golden gazes powerfully locked in a silent exchange of emotions, the world around them mattered little. Focused solely on each other, Natsuki and Anon basked in their shared kiss, one of such passion and affection both were staggered by its magnitude.

But to their annoyance, the need for sweet oxygen became overwhelming, and they were forced to pull away. However, their faces remained very close, lips nearly touching and tickling each other's skin with their frantic breaths. Loving, beaming smiles adorned their faces, and Anon's hand came up to brush a stray lock of brilliant pink away from her face. Happily, Natsuki nuzzled his palm, content to experience any measure of his wonderful and caring touch.

"Anon?" She whispered, leaning her face forward until their foreheads touched.

"Yeah?"

"You really make a girl think about marriage, you know?" Natsuki said with a coy smile, but there was a seriousness to her tone which gripped him. She placed a lingering kiss on the tip of his nose. "I love you, Anon."

"I love you, too." He kissed her, feeling his arousal heighten when he heard a soft, melodic moan escape her lips.

"Even though you're a dummy," she joked, giggling as he pulled away.

Laughing, Anon smiled widely.

"But your dummy, right?"

"Damn straight. Now…" Enticingly, she resumed wiggling her hips in earnest, brushing her soft lower cheeks against his hardened erection and making him groan. Playfully slapping his chest, she offered him a wink which was downright salacious. "...why don't we stop with all the lovey-dovey stuff and get right to the main course?" She suggested.

Anon's response was to extricate his erect cock from between her toned ass cheeks, place his tip between her luscious thighs and thrust. Eliciting a sinful moan from Natsuki's lips, his girth dug into her lower lips, stretching the entrance of her womanhood in a spine-tingling fashion and grazing her engorged clit with his throbbing member and engorged head. Pushing her thighs together and trapping his penis between her soft flesh, Anon began to eagerly thrust in and out of the makeshift pleasure gap, simultaneously teasing her dripping snatch and stimulating his sensitive glands amidst the tightness and warm flesh. Quickly coating his cock with her leaking fluids, accompanied by a slew of blush-inducing moans from his lover, his thrusts became faster and easier, bypassing barriers such as harmful friction and replacing them only with pleasurable sensations.

Gasping when his swollen tip pressed flush against her clit during a particularly powerful and lingering thrust, Natsuki struggled to maintain her composure, wantonly meeting his thrusts with vigorous pushes of her buttocks against his pelvis. "You tease," she whined, shivering as his thick shaft gave her gushing womanhood a preview of what was to come. She long ago came to terms with his ridiculous length and girth, but that didn't mean she was immune to be awe-stricken by his size. The fact his tip was able to sail past her belly button and keep going during his thrusts was a testament to his inhuman size, and her legs quivered in excitement and a little bit of fear of the destructive quality it held. A pummeling from her lover without reservations would leave her a limping, cumming and moaning mess for hours, but she was aching for his cock. Even though they coupled the night before, she still felt the craving for him; to experience orgasmic bliss with his powerful and unrelenting penis.

What had she become? An addict to his touch, a slave to the humongous meat he kept in his pants? Probably so, but she really didn't care. She was so damn horny and turned on at the moment, she wanted nothing more than for her lover to fuck her with reckless abandon and ruin her pussy. 'God, I've turned into such a slut…' She thought, struggling to fight back the moans which threatened to escape her lips. Her pale face, flushed with arousal and excitement, was no doubt set in an erotic and lewd expression, and she could only thank the heavens there existed no mirror in the kitchen. She would be far too embarrassed to see the downright slutty expression gracing her face. 'Hmmm...but if it's Anon's slut, I'm fine with that,' she reasoned, jumping when her lover stopped his frantic thrusting between her thighs and aimed his tip directly at her entrance.

"Ready?" Anon asked, massaging one of her lower cheeks as she glanced over her shoulder with an impatient, blushing visage. "Oh, that's a sexy look," he commented, making her cheeks inflame further.

"D-dummy," she muttered. "And I've been ready for the last five minutes. Stop teasing me."

"No more teasing. I promise. Just needed to get properly lubed up before we start because I definitely don't plan on stopping any time soon." She noticed a certain glint in his golden eyes. She shuddered with lustful anticipation. She recognized that little glimmer; it was similar to the one his eyes held moments before he went crazy during his birthday. However, much to her excitement, it was induced without Sayori's surprise dosage of aphrodisiac, meaning her and her alone caused him to reach such a high level of arousal. She swelled with pride. It certainly went a long way in helping her self-esteem. "Oh, and just one more thing…" Quickly, he took off his shirt and threw it on the kitchen counter. Blushing at the sight of his well-toned chest, Natsuki beheld a fully naked Anon. "That's better!" He chirped, eyes raking over her body with a wide grin. "Now we're both naked."

"I don't even know why we wear clothes around the house when it's just us," Natsuki said, shaking her head. "We just end up naked eventually anyway, and it's not like we mind being naked around each other." Her eyes stayed glued to his drool-worthy chest. "New rule of Natsuki's house: no clothes on when it's just us and we've finished baking. Sound like a plan?" Watching him prance around her house with his muscles and big cock bare for her to see was very appealing.

"Sounds perfect!" Anon concurred, emphasizing his approval with an appreciative squeeze of her ass. Natsuki rolled her eyes was always obsessed with her butt. During Literature Club meetings, when they were baking together, or even when they simply passed each other in the hallway he always managed to find time to give her butt a squeeze or pat. She never once minded. She rather liked his blatant appreciation for her body.

Natsuki barely had time to dwell upon the newfound arrangement before he surged forward and stretched her inner walls inch by delectable inch. Arching her back, the pink-haired beauty let out a slew of beautiful moans and struggled to stay coherent as her core became assaulted with the euphoric onslaught generated by his long, thick cock. It took little time for the grunting young man, gripping her lower cheeks hard to stabilize his endeavor, to sink over six inches into her quivering snatch. Once upon a time, it may have been an arduous task to manage five inches of his unfathomable length inside her velvety-slick walls, but the copious amounts of lovemaking the two lovers indulged in afforded Natsuki a certain level of endurance and adaptability.

Her pussy acclimated to his girth over the months of constant sex. It was only natural. She highly doubted any man could find pleasure from her after being thoroughly wrecked by his enormous penis, but she didn't care. For Natsuki, there would never be another man. All paled in comparison to Anon's shining personality and unmatched kindness. She knew the other girls agreed: Anon was their soulmate. She only cared about what Anon thought and, judging from the appreciative and pleasurable groans erupting from his lips as he shoved his cock deep into her pussy, he most definitely approved of what she had to offer.

"So fucking tight," she heard him murmur. "Damn, Natsuki."

She wanted to offer some cheeky or coy reply, but she was far too busy processing the pleasurable shockwaves coursing through her body. When the tip of his penis finally rested against her cervix, hitting the entrance to her womb with a noticeable bump and signaling the maximum amount of length he was able to shove inside her, she felt so full and complete she nearly came right there and then. The mad throbbing of his cock played wonderful tricks on her insides, making her inner walls coil and grasp around his thickness in a frantic attempt to adjust and milk him for everything he had. Her lips could only form a few, primitive words, a far cry from her normal articulation. "So...big!" She cooed, blushing brightly as she was hit with a sense of completion and content.

No condom separated their most sacred regions. Subscribing to regular usage of birth control, Natsuki would have it no other way. To feel every vein and throb of his cock against her sensitive flesh without hindrance was simply divine. The burning heat of his manhood penetrating deep inside her was so great and intense, the pink-haired baker felt as if her insides would melt.

Anon wasn't too far away in thoughts. Content to experience the entirety of her soft, slick, and warm pussy, the young man remained steady and patient, groaning while her insides did their best to bring him maximum pleasure. Though fully aware there was little room to press forward, his hips had a mind of their own, slowly and methodically pressing flush against her cervix in a mad bid to acquire another inch. A good bit of his penis went without the privilege of Natsuki's wonderful pussy, a true measure of his size, unconsciously instilling in him the instinct to continue a pleasurable plunge forward.

She was so tight and wet, he had to control himself from cumming immediately. Of all the girls, she was clearly the tightest, indicative of her lithe and tiny frame, and even the smallest of movements assaulted him with untold amounts of pleasure. Leaning over her back, Anon pressed his chest against her flesh as his hands wrapped around her torso and seized her perky breasts in a tight grip. The heightened state of arousal the pink-haired goddess currently experienced doubled her sensitivity, and the rough brushing of his large palms against her erect nipples left her gasping and on the edge of an orgasm.

"G-gentle!" Natsuki begged, losing herself to the torrent of euphoria. She was already a drooling mess, and the real sex hadn't even started! She valiantly attempted to keep her composure. "I'll cum-Anon!" She screamed, finding herself lifted clear from the table and pulled roughly into his chest. The sudden shift of angle lifted her off his cock for the briefest of moments, enough to leave only his swollen tip trapped between her warm folds, before she came crashing back down on the majority of his length and succumbed to the potent pleasure of his cock hammering against the barrier to her womb. Continuously crying out her lover's name in a near worshipping fashion, she clung to the hands roughly grabbing her breasts and hung on for dear life while her body was ravaged with orgasmic shocks.

"Cumming already?" Anon teased, tickling her flesh with his breath. Burying his face in the crook of her neck and sucking tenderly on her pale skin, the young man poured his moans and passion into pelting her neck and shoulder with kisses and sensual sucks. While a powerful orgasm tore through his goddess's body, her inner walls tightened unbearably around his cock, nearly bringing his frantic, upward thrusts to a halt as they attempted to coax out his own orgasm. Though practically begging to be seeded with his load of cum, he sought to hold out a little longer, challenging himself to the limits against the heavenly pussy she possessed. So beautiful and breathtaking pulled flushed against him, calling out his name in such ways it made him blush, only considerable willpower kept him from blowing his copious load immediately.

Daunted but not intimidated by her gripping insides, Anon proceeded to pound away to his heart's content. Her intoxicating scent filled his nostrils and soft locks of pink blinded his vision. The taste of her supple, pale flesh graced his tongue, and the tightness of her womanhood gripped his penis possessively. He immersed himself in everything she was, finding his heart soaring when her smaller, dainty hands interlocked with his own over her breasts. She gave them a squeeze, conveying emotions which could only be explained through touch alone.

His sexy minx wouldn't stay submissive forever. Recovering from aftermath of her spine-tingling release, Natsuki went on the offensive. Slapping his hands away from her breasts and breaking their intimate hand holding, she shifted her weight with power her deceptively small body shouldn't have possessed, turning their joined bodies until Anon's back faced the table. The young man, submersed in the pleasure of her quivering snatch, could hardly react fast enough when she suddenly and violently tossed her full weight against him and sent him tumbling to the table.

A solid wooden table with sturdy legs, the furniture barely buckled under their combined weight. Blinking confusedly as plates and silverware scattered to the floor from their tumble, Anon's world was turned upside-down when he realized the smiling girl was now sitting proudly atop him, having twisted her body to face him as his penis remained deep inside her. "Uh...I think I'm dizzy," he said, body still comprehending the sudden shift of positions.

Teasingly, she wagged a finger in front of his face.

"You got cocky, dummy," Natsuki informed him, slowly rocking her hips back and forth. The girlish moan her lover emitted made her giggle. A mortified blush adorned the handsome man's face, and he averted his gaze out of embarrassment. "Oh? Does this…" She wiggled her hips. His moaning was music to her ears. "...feel really good?"

"Y-yeah…" At this rate, he'd cum within a minute. Gravity pushed her insides flush against his cock in every possible direction, subjecting him to pleasure no man could endure.

"Do you want to cum?" She whispered softly, touching his cheek with a delicate hand. Gently, she caressed his cheek lovingly, pursing her lips in a sultry smile. "Do you want to fill me up with your cum? I can feel you throbbing like crazy. That's what you want, right?"

The upward thrust of his hips told her everything she needed to know. Moaning, Natsuki used a firm hand to keep his hips from moving. "Natsuki!" Anon whined, giving her an adorable, pleading expression.

She felt a thrill of excitement. Ah, to dominant him was a major turn on for her. Rarely explored since he normally took the initiative, Natsuki revelled in the power she held over him...for the moment.

"You're stronger than me," she admitted, staring down at him with a mischievous smile. "You could throw me down on this table and fuck me into submission, but…" She drew circles on his chest with a teasing finger. "...you don't. I think you like this. Does it turn you on? Being denied your hard-earned orgasm? I've already came twice." She rolled her hips over his.

"Natsuki," he breathed, placing his hands on her hips and gripping her soft flesh hard.

"Or do you want me to do all the work?" Picking herself off his pelvis, she shivered the entire way up, stopping when only his swollen tip remained trapped inside of her slick walls. "Fine. If that's what you want…" Steadying herself on his chest, she plunged downward and began bouncing off his pelvis in earnest, nearly making her eyes roll back into her skull as her body was hammered by his rock-hard erection. "...I'll fuck you until I can't think straight!" She exclaimed.

Watching the pink-haired beauty bounce off his cock like a wanton slut almost sent Anon over the edge. The sight was insanely hot. Her pink locks dancing around her face like a colorful halo and flushed cheeks looking ravishing against the pale backdrop of her flesh, combined with the coiling tightness of her divine pussy, proved too much for the young man. The aggressiveness and violent nature of her descents, her toned buttocks smacking flush against his thighs in a satisfying echoe of flesh on flesh, drove his arousal skyward.

"Are you gonna cum?" Natsuki moaned, ready to experience paradise herself. Rapidly, she was losing all semblance of control or decency, rationale glazed over by a thick fog of lust and excitement. "Go ahead and cum. Cum for me, Anon." Picking up her pace, the young beauty saw stars as her own orgasm approached. "Paint my insides white with your seed. Oh! I'm cumming!" She yelled, throwing her head back in pure ecstasy.

"Too much!" Anon groaned, using his grip on her hips to meet one of her descents and spear every inch he could fit. The mind-numbing collision of his swollen tip smashing into her cervix opened the floodgates. Literally. Feeling his balls stir and his heart ready to burst from his chest, his orgasm hit full-force, and he erupted inside her.

Pink eyes widening, Natsuki gasped from the sudden onslaught of hot semen flooding her womb. Pushed snug against her cervix, every blast of cum from his tip assaulted her barrier. With the absolutely tight fit of his cock in her pussy, stretching her insides to the limit and leaving no wiggle room, Anon's hot seed had only one place to go, and the young woman's mind ascended to paradise as her womb quickly swelled with the torrent of fresh cum.

Her insides responded accordingly. Sensing the rush of fertile semen, her inner walls massaged his cock encouragingly. Every drop was graciously accepted and coaxed out, prolonging Natsuki's own toe-curling release and lavishing his sensitive tip with extra attention. "This is heaven…" Anon groaned, offering small thrusts while continuing to fill her to the brim. Staring up at the beautiful woman, he gave her a lopsided grin. "My Suki."

Despite their very intimate joining and being flooded with his cum, the mention of his very private and affectionate nickname for her left Natsuki blushing heavily. A shyness uncharacteristic of the brash young man overcame her visage, conflicting greatly with the sight of her sexy, nude body riding him for everything he was worth. While they came down from their orgasmic highs, and Anon's cock fired the last drops of his potent seed amidst the ocean he filled her with, Natsuki stroked his torso with great affection and sweetness. "Anon…" Tearing up, she leaned forward and placed a loving kiss on his lips. She moaned when his arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her deep into his chest.

The shifting of her body allowed his still hard cock to gradually leave her tight confines, culminating in his tip slipping out of her quivering pussy with an audible pop. The lithe goddess shuddered against him as a voluminous amount of his cum poured out of her stretched womanhood, covering his cock and balls with a thick mixture of their fluids and pooling over his thighs. Mashing their bodies together, the duo exchanged a heated liplock.

A term of endearment born out of an especially long night of lovemaking months prior. Reserved solely for intimate moments, Natsuki could not adequately describe why the nickname triggered such a positive, emotional response. More of, it was the way he spoke the nickname with so much loving passion and affection which elicited her reaction. Never had it been spoken around another living soul. Everyone called her 'Natsuki,' but only Anon softly uttered 'Suki.'

"I love you so much," Natsuki murmured, tugging on his bottom lip with her teeth. "More than anything. I couldn't imagine life without you."

"I love you, Suki," he whispered. His hands trailed lower, cupping her buttocks and giving them a nice squeeze. She basked under his touch, pressing her thighs together and smothering his throbbing cock with the softness of her inner thighs. "You're perfect."

"Hmmm...so are you." She nipped at his neck, taking her turn to leave her mark. Territorially, she relished the idea of the other girls witnessing the bright hickies she placed upon every inch of skin she could claim. 'Who does he get next? Monika?' Inwardly, Natsuki smirked. Oh, yes. She would pay good money to see the irritated look on the always-smiling president's face when she caught sight of the myriad of hickies covering his neck and shoulder. "Mine," she growled, trailing kisses over his jawline.

Chuckling, Anon kissed the top of her head, tickling his face with her striking pink hair.

"You're adorable when you act possessive."

"Shut up. I'm trying to make you mine." She shot him a glare. It was the cutest thing he had ever seen. "And I'm 'sexy.' Not cute."

"Fair enough. Sexy Suki it is." Massaging her lower cheeks, he allowed her to do as she pleased, roaming his broad chest with kisses and licks, and groping his muscles with eager hands. While she maneuvered all over his upper body, the hardened tips of her nipples enticingly grazed across his flesh, digging gently into sensitive skin and making him shiver with untold arousal. Her lips placed soft kiss over his toned flesh, lingering deliberately on his abs before slowly descending lower. Sliding down his body, the grinning minx eventually came eye-to-eye with the monstrous shaft of meat and veins throbbing uncontrollably due to her sensual ministrations. Staring at the glorious piece of manhood in fascination, the blushing young woman dutifully stuck out her tongue and lavished the underside with a slow lick, starting from the base of his shaft where his massive balls rested and ending at the sweet, gushing head of his swollen tip. Shuddering as the bitter, sweet flavor of their mixed fluids coated her tongue, Natsuki gave her lover a salacious wink as she placed a suckling kiss on his engorged tip. "Damn," Anon groaned, appreciating both the pleasant sight and the feeling of her pleasurable tongue.

"You know, you don't truly appreciate the size of this monster until you get really close," she said, gripping his cock with both her hands and nuzzling it with her cheek. The strong scent of masculine arousal filled her nostrils, making her press her thighs together when excitement coursed through her quivering and stretched womanhood. Still gushing with torrents of his potent and thick semen, trails of the spunk still openly dripped out of her entrance, cascading down her thighs and immensely telling of the unfathomable amount he released inside her. The movement of his hot seed deep within her inner walls instilled in the pink-haired baker a sense of warmth and comfort. The only thing missing was the delectable girth of his cock parting the walls of her pussy to sweet destruction. "And this scent is...intoxicating," she breathed, pink eyes glazing over.

Without preamble, Natsuki captured the twitching head between her lips, moaning softly when several drops of clear pre-cum graced her taste buds for her efforts. Hearing her handsome lover moan from her actions, the emboldened young woman took a few more inches of his length. Swirling her tongue lewdly around the parts of his meat she could handle, she gripped the rest with her small hands and began rapidly pumping the majority of his length. Simultaneously, her head bobbed up and down his accessible length, treating a good four inches of his throbbing erection to the warm and euphoria-inducing quality of her oral cavity. Her tongue working into frantic overtime and hands aided greatly by the slick coating of arousal covering the entirety of his cock, the breathtaking beauty was truly an erotic sight to behold.

Curls of striking pink danced around the young woman's flushed and pale face as she increased the pace of her spine-tingling blowjob. The positive groans escaping his lips and the powerful bucks of her lover's hips in response to her ministrations greatly fueled her continued efforts. "Someone really wants to make me cum," Anon commented, running his hands through her soft pink locks while giving her a teasing smile. Her pink eyes were locked with his warm gaze, leaving him mesmerized as her brilliant-colored orbs refused to break their stare, which only served to emphasize the potency of her blowjob.

Watching her blushing face descending around his member, with pale cheeks hollowing out when she ventured further than his shaft and applied suction, left him in a neverending state of total bliss. His eyes widened when she stopped in mid-descent, holding four inches of his cock in her saliva-filled orifice and halting the rapid pace of her wonderful hands. Before he could voice his confusion, the young man let out a breathless moan when she hummed around his sensitive member and renewed her assault with quick swirls of her tongue. Focused primarily on the twitching tip of his cock, her tongue was relentless, pressing and licking the engorged head without pause and leaving him quickly approaching a speedy release.

Anon thought he could hold out. With considerable willpower, he struggled to hold back his impending orgasm. However, his beautiful lover appeared to take this as a challenge. Entrapping him with a heated stare of deep pink eyes, conveying strong lust and a desperate need for his cum, Natsuki applied powerful suction, pushing herself to the limit by taking another two inches of his cock, and redoubled the pleasurable movements of her tongue.

Too much. It all proved far too much for Anon. No matter how well-versed he was in the ways of the flesh, her blowjob simply felt too amazing. The familiar stirring in his balls alerted him to the arrival of his release, and he tugged gently on her hair to impart to her the warning. "Cumming," he groaned, verbally accentuating the approaching event.

Lost in lust, Anon barely registered Natsuki's quick movements. The moment his cock began to throb intensely, she hurriedly released his cock from her wondrous mouth. Before disappointment or confusion could color the young man's thoughts, the pink-haired beauty grabbed his twitching member, pressed the tip flush against her dripping entrance and speared as much as she could handle into her quivering pussy. His swollen head barely managed to mash against her cervix before the onslaught of cum rushed out of his cock and once again filled her fertile womb. "Oh god, yes!" She cried out, hugging herself as her insides were pumped with his thick seed.

Grabbing her perfectly-shaped hips and experiencing the foggy haze of a powerful orgasm, Anon began pummeling away at her tight snatch, quickly bringing the moaning beauty to her own release and desperately attempting to fill her with everything he had. Sitting up on the table and making it noticeably buckle from the sudden shift of weights, he gathered her in his lap, buried his face deep into her perky chest and trapped one of her pink nipples in his greedy mouth. Lavishing it with saliva-coated attention, his thrusts never ceased, not even after his orgasm subsided and her womb was filled to the brim with hot volumes of his seed.

"Don't stop!" Natsuki begged, biting at his neck as she cradled his face to her chest. "Don't ever stop! Make me yours and yours only!" Grinding her toned rear in his lap, she eagerly met his thrusts. When his hands descended her lower back, leaving their comfortable hold of her slim waist to venture toward the plumpness of her rear, she arched her back and shifted her body to allow him better access. Sighing in content when those large hands slid underneath her butt and dutifully gripped her lower cheeks, she rested her cheek happily against his dark locks and wrapped her arms lovingly around his shoulders. "I love you, Anon," she whispered, pressing a tender kiss to his temple.

He responded by removing his face from her breasts and kissing her passionately. It was a surprisingly tender moment for the lewd and powerful lovemaking they indulged in, with their combined pelvises becoming a blur and the poor table beneath them struggling to maintain the rapid coupling.

How many times did he cum inside her? Natsuki lost track during the countless hours they spent fucking. The contraceptive she took was arduously put to the test while Anon made it his personal mission to continuously leave her womanhood stuffed with his cock or semen. How many times did he bring her to climax, leaving her a quivering mess desperately clinging to his muscular torso as he ravaged her to his heart's content? She lost count around the tenth time. Eventually, the duo moved on from the kitchen, continuing to screw each other senseless wherever they chose in the house.

Night approached. Inside the dimly lit living room, sitting at the edge of the couch and completely naked, with flushed skin and an embarrassed blush coloring her cheeks, Natsuki spread her legs wide as her lover kneeled before her. Feeling the soft caress of his hands on her luscious thighs, she averted her gaze shyly. His hungry roamed her bare body, focusing intently on the dripping entrance of her battered and worn womanhood. After hours of constant fucking, she was more than a little sore, but the burning need for more of his wonderful touch and thick cock outweighed the negatives. "A-Anon…"

"Spread them."

A thrill of excitement coursed through her upon hearing his deep, commanding voice. Obligingly, she traced the outline of her lower lips and parted them before his very eyes. She gasped when a flood of semen escaped her pussy, covering the cushion with the fresh load he filled her with only minutes prior. Still thick and boiling, it left hot trails of arousal trailing around her entrance. "So much," she mumbled, watching his spunk leave her with fascination.

"Now that's a hot sight," Anon commented, touching her gushing entrance with an inquisitive finger. Hearing her soft moan, he gave her a grin and began teasing her engorged clit with casual brushes of his thumb. "You okay, Suki? You look a little overwhelmed." Indeed. With a blushing face, weak limbs which could barely support her weight, glazed over pink eyes and a panting expression, Natsuki's demeanor perfectly described the term 'fucked senseless.' He placed a soft kiss on her stomach. "Perhaps we should stop?"

Natsuki's eyes widened.

"No!" She answered hurriedly. She arched for more of his cock. What had he done to her? All she could think about was his huge cock. All of the pleasure he bestowed upon her left her temporarily incapable of mentally processing anything other than him and his talented manhood. "Please, Anon," she moaned, grinding her gushing entrance against his palm. "Keep going."

"Hmmm...tempting, but I think you need to be more convincing," he teased. "Let me know how much you want this."

She blushed deeply. Beg him? Oh, the gall of the dummy. If she wasn't so dazed and cock-hungry, she would have conked him over the head, but at the moment…

"Anon…" Smiling coyly, she ran her fingers through his dark locks. "Can you please fuck my pussy and fill me up with more cum? Pretty please?" She blew him a kiss. "I want your fat cock. I can't live without it."

"..." Anon's cock twitched. Yeah, this was definitely turning him on. "Go on."

She resisted the urge to roll her eyes playfully. Ah, the things that turned him on. She couldn't judge, however; she had her own quirks and fetishes he acquiesced.

"I love you with all my heart and soul, Anon, but…" Biting her lower lip in a sinful passion, she tilted his chin upward so he could look directly in her eyes. "...my body belongs to that wonderful cock. It owns me. Can you forgive me for being so naughty? For being such a slut? Please?" Cupping the sides of his face, she guided his head upward, pulling his body flush against her own with the gentlest of gestures. Feeling the swollen tip of his arousal touch her entrance, she fought back a delightful shiver. "Will you punish this little slut by pounding my pussy until I can't walk? Fill me until I can't talk? Love me until…" She kissed the corner of his mouth. "...the world ends? Will you do that for me?"

"I think I can do that," Anon replied, giving her a warm smile. "I love you, Natsuki."

"You better," she warned, but the pretty smile playing on her lips ruined any bite to her words. "Now be a good dummy and fuck me," she growled, slapping his ass.

Laughing, he obliged, spearing most of his length into her and eliciting a melodic moan from the blushing beauty.

"Whatever you want, Suki."

Me: Hope you enjoyed! I'll try to update quickly. Next up is Yuri!