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Hotel Chaldea Ep. Mashu 2
🕑 Added 2024-12-02 04:03:16 +0000 UTCChaldea had many different gymnasiums, workout rooms and rooms designed to practice certain sports, but more important than that, there was a particular gym that was used for certain high-powered individuals to work out.
You found yourself there. It was a relatively plain and spartan room, with a surprisingly soft, shock absorbing floor, walls lined with many weights and accessories, and five different kinds of weight lifting machines working different muscle groups as well as an open space to use certain workout implements that required more space.
"Purely out of curiosity, do you train in this outfit for any particular reason?"
Spotting a servant while she was lifting was not what you expected to be doing during your free day. While Mashu was only partially a servant and was almost entirely, mostly, kind of, human, she still had strength sufficient to lift weights that were far beyond what you could do.
That said, unlike most servants, she could turn off her magical super strength and actually work out her human muscles. This gave her the capacity of growth that most servants lacked as their muscles could never develop the way hers could.
Even so, you wouldn't expect to see Mashu breaking heavyweight records and matching your magically enhanced strength with just her own muscles alone. She didn't even look like she had the muscles to lift the huge weights she was bench pressing.
She lifted the weights with only a bit of effort, and you accompanied the movement, helping her along when she finally put the bar to rest, the click of the magical effect locking the weights in place reassuring the both of you that it was safe and secure. Mashu then let her breath out and slid from under the bar, sitting up on the bench and stretching, which inadvertently showed off her entire body.
Mashu was as beautiful as any legendary beauty after all. She definitely was good looking enough to tempt men into sin.
Especially with the vague air of innocence and purity that clung to her, you could look at her and immediately assume from her expressions, her demeanor, her every movement, that she was a pure girl... at least until anybody looked under the surface.
Someone who didn't know her might even be fooled that she didn't know what her outfit did to people around her.
She was wearing the leotard that served as the bottom layer of her usual armor, a black highleg leotard designed for a woman several years younger than she was now, which exposed almost the entirety of her breasts as they covreed the underboob but let the sideboob and cleavage wide open, she had an opening that went from just over her crotch, where her womb would be, up to just under her breasts, belly windows shaped like three interlocking rhombus shapes.
Combine that with the purple accent over her thighs and the purple and black thigh highs, as well as elbow gloves with the same pastel purple as the other details on her outfit, and Mashu was a walking sex bomb.
"I suppose you could say so?" she said, after being in quiet and thoughtful silence for a few moments. "I just sort of kept up the habit, back... many years ago," she said, "I used to be much more shy and timid," she explained, chuckling as she stretched her arms and legs, arching her back and pushing her breasts out to look even bigger, "my love, my Ritsuka, she pushed me to come out of my shell until I started enjoying the stares on me... It's a bit strange, isn't it?"
You raised an eyebrow. "What is?"
"I... really like people looking at me, but the thought of being sexually touched like that is more disgusting than ever," she said, bringing her hands down in front of her face. "Even before when I was still experimenting, even though I enjoyed doing things with men, I... didn't like when any of them touched me," she said. "Even girls felt a little icky sometimes."
"Icky?" you snorted. She really was sounding incredibly childish.
She stuck her tongue out, making a silly, childish face as she did. "But strangely, I've not minded at all. Even when I sometimes get jealous when my love is spending her time with someone else, it just feels... good now. Even when I'm feeling bad about it I just go play with the babies and everything's right with the world again."
"That's good, isn't it?"
Mashu nodded. "And it's all thanks to you, you know?"
"Me?" It was surprising to hear it. "I mean- I guess I did technically take your first time with a man, but-"
Mashu shook her head. "That experience was invaluable to me, it helped me contextualize things... It's like when you finally put the puzzle piece in the correct way and it all starts to fit together."
"That's deep," you said, raising a hand in a half shrug, "but how does all this relate to you working out in an outfit that's making me work hard to not get hard?"
She laughed. "I told you! My love made me into a naughty pervert so I could get over being shy and timid," she responded, "or maybe she just brought out the naughty girl that was always in me," she said with a shrug. "Either way I'm happier the way I am now."
"That doesn't help the situation in my pants," you pointed out.
"Well, maybe so," she said, reaching to you and moving you in front of her on the bench, "but after a workout, I could really use a salty protein shake to recover my electrolytes," she said, licking her lips as you were dragged along, stopping in front of her as she began fiddling with the string holding your pants firmly in place.
"That was corny as hell," you said.
Mashu worked the knot loose, giggling as she hooked her fingers around the elastic of your workout shorts and the tight underpants keeping everything in place, and pulled them down at once.
You looked down at her ridiculously sexy body. From above, her leotard was even sexier, and covered almost nothing. Beads of sweat were rolling between the heavy and extremely well shaped mountains of her bosom, her shoulders and even her cheeks. The little flush from exertion made her body almost glow pink, and her thighs and waist and butt were so thick that they stood out, and even they had a wonderfully lovely sweaty sheen to them.
You swallowed as Mashu lowered your pants under your knees and let loose your cock, which immediately sprung up, already half mast.
Mashu's scent had become increasingly stronger in the closed room the more she worked up a sweat, and between that and her irresponsibly sexy workout gear, you had developed an almost full mast erection.
One of her gloved hands reached under your junk to start fondling your balls, the other, caressed its way down your shaft starting by palming your glans and then sliding her hand, wet with your plentiful precum, along the shaft, not quite wet enough to not feel the delicious friction of her smooth glove sliding along your length, especially as she added pressure with her fingers.
She opened her mouth, pink lips parting leaving strings of saliva connecting them, and then engulfed your cock with it, unceremoniously sucking your cock, at first slowly and gracefully, but soon letting all pretenses drop and using all her skill and ability to vacuum suck your cockhead while stroking the shaft, her cheeks hollowing out.
Her other hand applied light but important pressure to your sack, her fingers playing around with it while she supported your inflated testicles with her palm to make you produce even more semen, stimulating them to increase cum production.
Clenching your fists and hissing as the pleasure struck you all at once, you were forced to endure while standing. Mashu was a very good blowjobber, an expert cocksucker, and it was hard to be surprised, Ritsuka did love a naughty girl, and you couldn't help but agree.
Biting your lip and moaning out loud, you didn't resist the urge anymore, taking Mashu's head in your hands and looking down to see her eyes through her lilac hair, looking up at you with a pleading gaze, not to let go, but instead, to cut loose and fuck her throat.
And if the lady asked for it, then that's what she'd get!
She moved her hands from your cock and balls to your hips, grabbing onto them firmly, nodding at you as you firmed your grip on the sides of her head, hands treading her hair and grabbing onto her scalp, and planted your feet on the ground.
You held her in place and pulled your hips back until the widest part of your glans bumped against her lips, which she had sealed tight enough that they offered resistance, and then, while pulling her towards you, you thrust forward at strength, slamming her head onto your crotch and immediately invading her throat.
She moaned but it was muffled by your invading cock and it turned into just delicious vibrations deep in her throat.
And then you were moving, fucking her throat directly without restraint, not even wasting your time with being soft and gentle. Mashu didn't need that, she needed a thick protein shake to recover after a workout and you would give her one!
Pumping your hips back and forth, enjoying the heavenly pressure, warmth and wet tightness and most important of all, the sounds and faces of pleasure that Ritsuka's wife was making as you fucked her throat, you thought about how much things had changed.
Once upon a time, Ritsuka would've chopped your dick off if you had even dared to touch Mashu while she wasn't around.
And yet there you were, fucking Mashu's throat like an onahole, delighting in every choking, gagging noise she made, in all her moans, in the way her eyes rolled to the back of her head.
She was getting even more flushed, and looking down, you saw her crotch overflowing, her cunt juice so plentiful she was getting the bench underneath her positively soaked.
The naughty demi-servant simply enjoyed what you were doing to her too much.
So you rewarded her, by going even harder, fucking her throat with all your strength, tightening up every muscle and even trying to think unsexy thoughts, nearly impossible when you couldn't tear your eyes from her impossibly sexy form.
"Fuck, here it comes, my cum is- it's coming!!"
Mashu's hands let go of your hips, and she placed them around your crotch.
The message was clear, and you immediately let go of her head and allowed her to pull back. A ray of worry cut through the excitement, but Mashu swallowed, pulled back and raised her arms, crossing her wrists over her head, spreading her legs and arching her back to show off the entirety of her body, from the tips of her toes up through her sexy calves and shins, her thick thighs, her soaked crotch and wide hips, the muscles of her abdominal region and of course, her plentiful and marshmallowy breasts, not to mention her perfectly shaved, yet sweaty and dirty armpits, and even her neck, chin, nose and her arms.
Every part of her was incredibly sexy, and you could absolutely understand why she was Ritsuka's favorite, even beyond their emotional bond.
"Cum all over me!" she demanded. "I want it to soak into my clothes, and into my skin!" she begged, breathing heavily, "cum on me please!"
Taking matters in hand, you used both hands, and let the restraint on your cock a little bit loose, she would appreciate a heavy and plentiful ejaculation, so you would give her that, stroking yourself furiously, not that you needed to go for more than a couple seconds, Mashu's tight throat had left you at the cliff, so you just had to stroke yourself past the edge.
"I'm cumming!!"
"Yess!!!" she hissed, arching her back a little more to stick out her chest.
With a roar that came rumbling from deep within your chest, and your heartbeat thumping in your ear, the tip of your dick exploded in a shotgun blast of semen, which immediately spread and glazed all of Mashu's body.
But that was just the first, and like an automatic cannon, every stroke produced another massive cumshot, this time mostly focused on her tits, covering the black of her outfit in white, then another, all over her tummy on the open skin revealed by the tummy window, then her thighs, and then the sides of her torso, then her face and hair, and more...
The pleasure of your orgasm was almost as great as if you had cum right in her pussy, and it left you panting and trembling a little when the explosive waves of pleasure finally settled.
You looked at her.
She was overwhelmingly beautiful, especially as she luxuriated in the feeling of being covered in semen.
"Mhm... I guess I never did stop loving bukkake," Mashu giggled, a little drunkenly. "I came a little just from that, incredible," she said, shuddering as she hugged her own torso. "Your cum smells, tastes and feels the best!"
Chuckling and shaking your head. "Well, can't complain about how you dealt with the erection you caused. Thanks for that!"
Laughing, the lilac haired girl shook her head.
"But what about the protein shake you wanted to drink?" you asked.
Mashu licked her lips, and the tips of her gloved fingers, which she had collected some of your cum on. "Are you going to tell me you can only cum one time?"
Your cock was still hard, because a refractory period was for people who didn't have an unbelievably sexy bitch desperate for their semen in front of them.
"I'll give you a double serving since you've worked up even more of a sweat now," you replied with a wink.
"Ohh, I think you might be my new favorite workout partner," Mashu said, licking her lips.
Shaking your head, you could only wonder how a woman that naughty could ever have been a timid and shy girl.
Luckily, you'd still have enough time to get your own workout in, and Mashu was more than happy to spot you while you benched.
