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“Thank you again for helping me pack it in for the night…”
Ting An’s smile was as radiant as it ever was, as she directed it right at her beloved Commander—who matched her smile with one of his own.
“…it would have taken a long time without you, Commander …”
Commander Richard nodded bashfully. He eagerly jumped at the chance to assist his shipgirls, showing neither hesitation nor reluctance. If he could make things easier for them as their commander, then it was all the sweeter.
Moreover, he considered his usual reward—a thumbs-up, a thank you, a hug, and sometimes even a kiss on the cheek—to be rejuvenating in its own right. Typically, anything the Kansen wanted was better than the paperwork that piled up on his desk.
The Commander put the last of the boxes in their proper place, and with that, Ting An was able to close for the night at last. Her shipment had been larger than usual to prepare for the turn of the season, and so there was more work than was typical even for the munition ship.
“Just happy I could lend a hand,” said the Commander.
Ting An kept her radiant smile, and she leaned up against a large box behind her. “I’m not keeping you from doing anything important, am I, Commander?”
“Not at all,” said the Commander, running a hand through his golden locks of hair. He sighed out of relief, mimicking the shipgirl’s movement. Frankly, he wouldn’t mind lying down for a good, long while. “Nothing I couldn’t take care of at a later date.”
“Oh? So even after this…?” Ting An trailed off, tilting her head a little with her inquiry.
The Commander nodded. “After this? I should just be heading back to my quarters. I’ll take a nice, long, hot shower… get into some comfortable clothes, and then rest up for tomorrow.”
Ting An emitted a low hum, and she put her finger to her chin. “I see, I see…”
“What are you thinking, Ting An?”
“Me? Oh…”
She couldn’t hide her true feelings. She was up to something—but what? Surely not something so mischievous. Ting An was not the type of girl to opt for pranks or misdeeds. Rather, she always seemed to think about business, or the economy, or such things. Profit was the name of the game, and it was a game that Ting An relished to win.
“Come to think of it,” said the Commander, grabbing Ting An’s attention, “maybe I should head back to the office after all. I could stand to finish a few more documents.”
“Oh, that won’t do,” said Ting An. “That won’t do at all! You’ve spent the past who-knows-how-long helping me, Commander—you deserve a moment to unwind! To get all your stress out!”
“To get all my stress out?” The man chuckled. “You sound like you have something in mind, Ting An. I just wonder—what’s it gonna cost me?”
“Nothing but some more of your time,” said Ting An, keeping her sweet smile as she pressed her hands together. That smile, the Commander knew, was one that signified her knowing something you didn’t.
“Come on, Ting An!” The Commander chuckled playfully. “Tell me what you’re really thinking.”
“Oh, very well. I can’t get anything past you, Commander,” said Ting An. With that, she closed the distance between them, and the Commander noted the obvious sway to her hips. A curiously sauntering movement—dare he say, seductive?
But Ting An was devilishly attractive, and she knew it. The violet-eyed shipgirl’s outfit left damn near nothing to the imagination; she even said so herself. Her thighs and backside were almost completely exposed to anyone who turned her way, to say nothing of how her blue-hued dress hardly had the means to holster those boulders of hers. She may have carried herself with purpose, but she carried something a hell of a lot heavier than her disposition. Two things, in fact, that the Commander struggled to look away from in his more vulnerable moments.
Was there any man who could resist her influences? Her charms and her looks? He didn’t think such a man existed. If he did, it sure as hell wasn’t him. He was the type of Commander who had to remind himself to look away when he got too close, lest he lose his resolve before long. He also had to remind himself not to stare so overtly at the Kansen’s backside; her titillating form, her tantalizing body. It was inappropriate to do so.
All this to say that the Commander tried to put his focus somewhere else entirely when Ting An approached him. He made a concerted effort not to look at her ass, nor her breasts.
Her thighs, though. The way she sashayed them when she walked. The way they peeked out from the gap in her dress, looking chunkier and wobblier by the second. How the flesh might give beneath his fingertips, promising something sweet and supple in spades. How warm she’d be underneath his touch, and underneath his body. The soft sigh that might slip from her serene, sexy lips, shifting salaciously, begging, wanting, needing, whispering for her shikikan.
N… No! Look away! Turn from the oncoming disaster!
But it was too late.
Ting An was right up in his face now, and she smiled as she put her hands on her Commander’s shoulders. Commander Richard arched an eyebrow as he looked at her, and he was already blushing from the sheer proximity between them. At this closeness, it was impossible not to look at her. Hell, it was impossible not to smell her. The scent of something floral that escaped him. It was warm and soothing and drew him even closer to her. Cinnamon and rosemary, too. It was an enchanting aroma he didn’t want to lose track of.
“Com~man~der~” Ting An sang.
“Y-Yes?” he asked.
“We are alone, you know. And you have worked so hard for me… perhaps, if you’re willing… mm, how about letting me be the one to relieve your pent-up stress?”
And before Commander Richard could even think to ask what she meant by that, she put her hand right on the man’s crotch, palming his bulge right through his trousers. The Commander gulped in surprise, and his eyes went wide with shock as he let Ting An’s words sink into his head. Did he even hear that right?
“W-What?” he asked dumbly, much to Ting An’s amusement.
“Oh, come now, Commander… you heard me! You certainly feel what I’m doing to you, don’t you?” As the question left her lips, she gave his cock a stern squeeze through his pants, drawing a soft grunt from the man she was teasing.
No two ways about it. She wanted something, and she wanted it badly.
“Why so f-forward all of a sudden?” he asked, smirking.
“Forward?” She tutted her tongue. “Consider it just another business transaction, dear… a thank-you for being such a big help…”
“Well,” the Commander said coolly, “I’m not one to turn down such a lucrative business opportunity… is this a back-alley deal of yours?”
Ting An’s smile grew. “It doesn’t have to be under-the-table, so to speak. As I said… we are the only ones here, in my shop. Away from prying eyes…”
She was definitely getting up in his face now. He needed to take some control of himself in this situation.
That was the rationale behind the way he grabbed Ting An by the arms and turned her around to push her against the wall, drawing a soft gasp from the shipgirl as he closed the distance between them down to nothing.
Thus, the transaction began. Saliva was the first thing they traded, and they did so by locking lips while Ting An pulled her Commander closer to her body, her moans spilling into his mouth while their lips locked together lustfully.
He put his hands on her shoulders, sliding them down her smooth skin while he kept his mouth pressed up against her own. Her scent, her taste, her feel… everything was wholly exceptional, for if Ting An was nothing else—nothing else at all—then she was truly a feast for the senses. To gaze upon her, for the Commander, meant to gaze upon beauty. He cherished the fact he could put her hands on her like this, wholly unimpeded, and that she welcomed his advances and begged for more.
Ting An wrapped her arms around the Commander’s neck, draping her extremities over his shoulders to hold him even closer. She tilted her head as she deepened the kiss between them, relishing the way the man put his hands on her; how he rubbed her shoulders, slid his hands down the length of her arms, and then rested his palms on her hips. Truth be told, she’d been a little sore tonight. Thus, she let him know she wanted him. She wanted to be massaged by him in any manner they deemed fit.
“Touch me,” she breathed, letting their lips part just to beg for him. “Please, Commander… put your hands on me… don’t be shy now… hah, one must be b-bold in transactions like this…”
“You’re right,” the Commander said, chuckling. “What was I thinking?”
“Don’t think,” Ting An whispered. “Trust in the process… and trust your instincts… give me anything you want to trade, Commander, please…”
Another moan spilled out of her mouth when the Commander reached out and groped her tits, losing his inhibitions the more he touched that tempting body of hers.
“Fuck,” the Commander breathed. “That body of yours… I can’t believe I’m doing this with someone as beautiful as you…”
“What a charmer!” Ting An giggled. “Touch all you like, Commander. It’s all yours tonight, so f-feel free to s-sample the goods—ngh!”
Ting An moaned again and bit her lip to suppress the embarrassing sounds that were coming out from between those hot lips of hers. She looked down; she could see exactly what the Commander was doing to her, and it turned her on immensely. The way he groped her massive chest through her dress, how he manhandled her body like she was just another sort of commodity, not unlike the ones she sold in her shop.
She loved to feel this way for one such as him. She could hardly wait for their fun and games to continue.
“Let me know if there’s anything you don’t like,” said the Commander.
“Oh, Commander,” said Ting An, blushing beet red, “you can do anything you like. Consider it a perk for my favorite customer, and my, mm, business partner…”
Her moans were much more audible than usual, on account of the way the Commander groped her enormous tits. They must have been her weak spot, the Commander realized. She mewled and moaned with reckless abandon now, hardly keeping her voice under control while her Commander kneaded the flesh of her breasts and pinched her nipples through her dress.
“You really like this, don’t you?” the Commander asked, even if he knew damn well what the answer was. He found he really loved teasing Ting An like this, and he smiled with amusement and pleasure as he put his hands on her like this.
Ting An moaned and nodded desperately, opting to silence herself by pressing her face up against her Commander’s neck and suckling against his skin, leaving a sweet and obvious hickey on his flesh. The Commander grunted as he snaked an arm around Ting An’s body, holding her even closer as they made out against the wall.
They were consumed by an insatiable desire for each other’s touch. Even as Ting An led the Commander into the next room beyond her shop—something like a dorm for the business savvy shipgirl; a place for her to get her rest whenever it was well-warranted. She couldn’t keep her hands off him even before she slammed the door shut and locked it behind them, practically pouncing on him as she ripped the scrambled to get the rest of his clothes off.
“I,” she said, breathlessly, “have another proposal for you.”
“Oh, yeah?” The Commander chuckled. “I’m all ears, let’s hear it…”
And thus, she told him. She told him with the utmost lust dripping from her words and coursing through her veins, her hot breath washing over his face as she whispered it up against his ear. Let him feel the idea as it entered his head. To her apparent glee, the Commander grinned. He clearly loved all of Ting An’s business plans.
“You know what a sixty-nine is, yes, Commander?” she asked. “Whoever can last the longest… may request absolutely anything from the loser…”
How could he decline something so tantalizing as that? He couldn’t resist the prospect of putting his tongue to good use, just as Ting An couldn’t wait to show her beloved Commander what she could do with her mouth.
With all their pesky clothes out of the way, they made it to the couch, radiating great expectation. Commander Richard lay on his back, and Ting An joined him after some careful maneuvering, getting on top of him after turning herself around. Seconds later, Ting An was pushing her bare ass up against her Commander’s face, her cheeks tinted a deep red color from the embarrassment and excitement she felt at this moment. She’d never been this naked with anyone else before, least of all her own Commander!
“W-What do you think?” she asked, turning her head as she posed her question. “About my body, Commander? Does it… suit your tastes?”
“Oh, it suits my tastes alright,” said the Commander, licking his lips as he squeezed Ting An’s ass cheeks. “Taste is a damn good word to use here…”
He didn’t waste another second before diving right in, putting his tongue to Ting An’s sweet and sodden pussy. Ting An shuddered and moaned, the blush deepening on her face as she felt a surge of elation.
Truthfully, she didn’t know why she posed her question. Of course, the Commander loved and lusted after that body of hers. His staring wasn’t exactly subtle, was it?
No, Ting An asked out of a growing sense of dread.
Despite the fun and games between them, this was a bold new step she was taking with her Commander—a man who had quite a few other shipgirls to look after. Hell, it wouldn’t have surprised Ting An if the Commander had done this before with someone else he needed to contend with. It was just as likely that the Commander had a date tomorrow, with another Kansen that would have been vying for his attention, just like Ting An was doing now.
Thenceforth, her uncertainty was replaced by a niggling sense of jealousy.
She didn’t want him going anywhere.
Ting An wanted him right here, with her, by her side. Her sole business partner… and, if she was lucky, her partner in other respects, too.
She wrapped her lips around his cock and moaned as she started blowing him. She would use her body and her wiles to convince him to stay. Indeed, Ting An would prove that she was the best woman for the job. Any job, dang it!
Thus, she moaned while she sucked his cock, and she relished the feeling of her Commander’s cock pulsing between her lips. The Commander moaned as well, grunting softly and with ecstasy as he savored Ting An’s titillating taste. Her pussy juices continued to trickle out of her hot, wet snatch, and he pushed his tongue past her folds to savor the fresh taste on his tongue.
Meanwhile, Ting An bobbed her head up and down, back and forth, over and over again. She was the one who’d proposed this game, and she suspected she’d feel great shame if she lost!
Then again… she didn’t mind the prospect of doing anything the Commander asked of her. She already followed his orders whenever he deemed them necessary… but following any of his sexual orders; his desires…
It made her mouth water just thinking about it, though she double-timed her sucking. She didn’t want to slack off, after all!
“Fuck,” the Commander groaned. “Your mouth and throat… feel so good, Ting An…”
“Mmf… mmm… mm-hmm!” She smiled with glee as she sucked him off, moving her head back and forth against his crotch while she felt his thick dick pulse against the inside of her mouth and tongue. She could already taste his pre-cum, savoring the way it leaked from his dick head and melted against her tongue.
Meanwhile, the Commander continued to savor Ting An’s hot juices as they leaked out of her drooling snatch. He slurped happily, pressing his face deeply against the shipgirl’s musky muff, practically breathing her in as he stayed buried right where he wanted to be.
Just as well, he worked his tongue with reckless abandon, flicking it this way and that; flicking it against her clitoris and drawing more moans of pleasure from her. At the same time, the Commander pumped his hips in and out to bury himself deeper in that hot, wet mouth of hers; the mouth he was loving far too much to stop invading with his deep, impassioned thrusts.
They filled the living space with the sounds of their own grunts and groans, their wet slurps and sucking, and their moans and mewling of unadulterated pleasure. The Commander shuddered beneath Ting An’s touch, and Ting and trembled as she realized she was dealing with a true professional. The Commander seemed to know exactly what he was doing, and she whined softly as he attacked her pussy with wet, sloppy kisses, slowly realizing that she was going to be the first to come undone on top of him.
She made sure even the score by paying close attention to his balls—not just his thick and manly cock. She fondled his testicles gently, careful not to prod or pull, instead massaging his sack with all the love and care she could summon. Then she dragged her hot, wet tongue up and down the length of his dick, and she peppered his shaft with quick and fiery kisses, getting his entire package dripping wet with her warm saliva.
But two could play at that game! The Commander started fingering her pussy while he licked and lapped at her clit, moaning as he paid extra special attention to the woman’s nethers. He dunked two fingers in and out of her dripping wet pussy, watching them vanish with a wet squelch every time he pumped them inward; watching the pair of lips between Ting An’s legs swallow his digits whole.
Alas, all good things had to end at some point, and for poor Ting An, that time was now! She reached her peak suddenly, shaking all the while as she let herself go, and she squealed joyously as she soaked her beloved Commander’s face in her girlcum. The Commander gulped down as much of that tantalizing juice as he could get down his throat, humming happily as he swallowed the mess that his precious Ting An made.
Most of it went into his mouth and down his throat, indeed. Some of it splashed against his face; soaked his forehead, nose, and cheeks. Even so, Ting An couldn’t stop trembling as she came on her Commander’s face, panting and groaning and arching her back; her tummy undulating from the sheer force of her peak.
“Ahhh!! AAH! Nngh!! C-Commanderrrr!”
The Commander chuckled as he squeezed Ting An’s ass cheeks, relishing the give of her flesh beneath his fingertips. She was heaven in his hands, and he didn’t want to let go of her for anything. Then she collapsed on top of him, spent for the moment, panting and trying to catch her breath, but grinning madly nonetheless.
“You… hah… you did it,” she uttered, panting. “You did it, Commander… mm… th-that was… s-simply marvelous… a five-star climax!”
“I can tell you loved it,” the Commander remarked, giving her a playful spank on the ass, and making her squeak from the strike.
“A deal is a deal,” said Ting An, wiggling her ass in his face. “And as you know… I honor all my deals and proposals. What would you like me to do for you, Commander? Absolutely everything is on the table, mmm… so don’t hesitate, and let me tend to your whims…”
The Commander smirked, then licked the mess from his lips. His cock twitched in Ting An’s face, and he knew exactly what he wanted from the busty shipgirl.
“Get up for a moment,” he told her, allowing her the chance to shift. “I want to enjoy that chest of yours some more…”
Ting An smiled then. She knew exactly what the Commander meant by that, and it took her just a few seconds for them to switch positions, with Ting An lying supine on the couch and the Commander straddling her with ease. He wasn’t terribly heavy—and even if he was, Ting An, as a Kansen, could handle him with ease—and he put his cock between her massive tits.
Ting An immediately sandwiched the Commander’s dick between her giant breasts, and she giggled sweetly as she started to move her boobs up and down against the Commander’s thick and meaty cock.
But truthfully, she hardly had to move at all! The Commander did most of the work with his eager thrusts, grunting and groaning with pleasure as he pumped his hips in and out, back and forth, over and over again. He speared Ting An’s succulent breasts with that fat cock of his, emitting more sounds of pleasure while the sexy and obedient shipgirl kept her tits squeezed together, watching the Commander’s penis plunge between her glorious mounds.
“Goodness, Commander… you can hardly contain yourself, hm? You’re thrusting so rapidly, you’re like a wild animal!” she teased.
“Hah… fuck… I can’t help it,” the Commander groaned, putting his hands on Ting An’s shoulders for leverage while he thrust himself back and forth, fucking her tits like a madman. He watched his own cock glide through the enormous valley between her tits, and Ting An bit her lip to suppress the sounds of pure jubilation that escaped her from being used like this.
“Aww, Commander is thrusting so haphazardly now… it’s like he can hardly contain himself,” she teased again. “There aren’t many Kansen like me, right, Commander? I know you like to stare at my chest a lot… I wonder if you should have just asked to fuck them like a wild animal beforehand?”
The Commander grunted with pleasure and surprise from Ting An’s dirty talk. It was true, he’d fantasized about doing this for oh-so long, and now he was finally making his fantasy a reality. There were few gifts and pleasures greater than this, and he released another moan while pre-cum oozed from the head of his thick dick, lubricating the valley he was presently penetrating.
But Ting An didn’t stop. There was a fire in her eyes, and a lust inside her that spurred her to keep going. To continue taunting and treating that lovely and revered Commander of hers, the most handsome man she’d ever met.
“Do you know how big these are?” she asked, giggling lewdly. “Would you care to guess, Commander? Just how enormous my chest is?”
The Commander could not even hazard a guess. All he knew was that the shipgirl’s chest was humongous; no doubt the envy of smaller shipgirls he knew and loved.
Ting An took a moment to let the question sink in. A moment for the Commander to really think about it. She licked her lips again before she thought of something even more enticing for her to lick, and she flicked her hot little tongue against the tip of the Commander’s cock. Every time he pushed forward, she would have her tongue ready to flick against the slit of his cock head, lapping up the growing pre-cum that the Commander’s thick, healthy cock leaked out.
“You took too long to guess!” Ting An giggled sweetly, and her eyes seemed to glow with a radiant lust. “They’re M-cups, Commander! You’re fucking my massive M-cup tits! 109 cm of big, fat—!”
“Fuck!” The Commander cursed again, and he picked up the pace with his feverish thrusts. “G-Gonna cum! Finally, c-cumming!”
“Cum all over my tits!” Ting An begged aloud, grinning. “Cum all over my face, and my big, fat tits, Commander!!”
She stuck her tongue out just then, and not a moment too soon! The Commander reached his climax right then and there, groaning lustfully as he let himself go, blasting thick, hot ropes of cum all over Ting An’s giggling face, and the massive globes that sandwiched his cock.
“Yes, Commander, yes!” Ting An cried gleefully as the Commander really let her have it; plastered her face with white splashes while making a mess all over those enormous mounds of hers. The pleasure was unlike anything the Commander had ever felt before, and more moans spilled out of his mouth while he spilled all over his busty shipgirl.
In the end, he left Ting An absolutely drenched with his seed, and Ting An licked her lips clean before she reached up to scoop more of that snow white mess into that greedy mouth of hers.
“You painted me!” she exclaimed. “You painted me! The Commander really defiled his business partner!”
The Commander moaned again, staring down at the mess he made with disbelief. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d cum so hard, and he was still rock hard to boot. His cock twitched in front of Ting An’s face, and she gave his cock head a happy little kiss as it pulsed against her lips.
“Delicious,” she purred. “Simply delicious, Commander!”
* * *
Cleaning up Ting An hadn’t taken too long, but it did make her exceptionally horny.
Just like before, she was content to lace her arms around her Commander’s shoulders and pull him into a sloppy, unchaste kiss.
They collapsed into the bed before long, and the Commander made himself at home by parting her folds and penetrating her against the bedsheets. Missionary position—one they were quick to initiate—and Ting An purred lustfully as she kept her arms wrapped around the Commander’s shoulders, embracing him with all the intimacy she could muster while the man thrust in and out against her dripping wet snatch.
His cock vanished past her folds with every inward pump, only for Ting An’s hot, tight pussy to grip him before he could fully recoil. It was like her body didn’t want him going anywhere; as though the shipgirl’s physical form was wholly incomplete without him.
“Fuck me,” she grunted, blushing bright red while she kept her thighs spread for him, relishing the way he took her over and over again. “Fuck me, Commander… nngh, yes… yes! Just like that!”
“T-Ting An!” The Commander groaned, face pressed up against her neck while he worked his hips in tandem with her own. She gripped him just right; being inside of her brought forth an ecstasy unlike anything else.
“You’re so big,” she praised, keeping her blush as she peppered his face with loving kisses. “Oh, Commander, I’m s-so happy you could unwind with me like this… it flees so good to have you inside me, ooh… I don’t w-want you going anywhere else!”
He chuckled at that, thrusting faster, harder, deeper than he was before, grunting and groaning with pleasure while he railed her against the squeaking mattress. “I’m not going anywhere,” he promised her. “I’m not going anywhere at all, Ting An… I just want to be inside you, that’s all… ngh, I wanna be inside you all night long…”
“That, ngh, can be arranged,” she promised sweetly, kissing his nose and holding his face while he rutted against her, adoring the way his hips slapped against her own, and the wet plap plap plaps that echoed out from between their pressed-together bodies.
“Fuck, you feel so good!”
“You too, Commander… you feel so much b-better than I imagined…!”
“Hah, did you imagine this a lot?” he taunted.
“P-Perhaps I have… spent a lot of nights imagining, mm… how you would f-feel in my pussy,” she added quietly, almost like she was embarrassed to admit such a thing—even while they were mid coitus. The Commander found it endearing. He found a lot of things about her endearing, in fact, and this was just another point of love for her.
“I f-feel like I’m going to c-cum again,” Ting An warned, her face contorting into one of pure pleasure and unadulterated bliss. She arched her back again as she posed her warning, tilting her head back against the pillow as the Commander pressed her into the bed, willing to do whatever it took to breed her. “C-Cumming already…!”
“I don’t mind, let it out!” The Commander grunted as he picked up the pace, railing Ting An even faster and deeper, plunging into her depths while his balls struck against her body over and over again. Eventually, however, the pleasure was simply too much for Ting An to bear, and she locked her legs around her Commander’s waist like she was worried he would scurry away from her. She had nothing to fear, but that didn’t matter. She wanted every last drop of cum deep inside her womb, and she screamed with pleasure as she came undone beneath him, sweating all over the sheets as her pussy clenched around the man’s cock, milking him for all he could give her.
The Commander came right with her. He was pushed over the edge by the sheer splendor of Ting An’s orgasm, and he grunted lustfully as he came deep inside her, pumping her pussy full of his hot, sticky, virile load. His balls tensed as he let himself go; as he stuffed Ting An’s snatch with his tremendous load, emptying himself right where she wanted him.
Ting An clutched around him desperately, making damn sure that every last drop of the Commander’s load ended up inside of her. She sighed with relief; she’d never felt such bliss in all her life.
And then, just like that, she collapsed on the bedsheets beneath him, with the Commander holding himself up before he crushed her beneath his form. He stirred her pussy with his cock—gyrating his hips and shifting to prolong those blissful sensations, getting more of those pleasurable coos out of her. Eventually, however, he was spent, and he pulled out of his beloved shipgirl’s wet and messy snatch, watching the cum drip out of her well-fucked pussy.
He collapsed on the bed next to her, panting along with her. One minute turned to two minutes. Two minutes turned to five. Then, after seven minutes of heavenly silence…
“…do you want to go again?” he offered.
Ting An giggled, nodded, and straddled his lap.
They were tired, sure, but their potent lust for one another was stronger than even their exhaustion. Ting An wanted to continue, as did her Commander. It only made sense that they would enjoy each other like this well into the night, with the Commander’s hands on the woman’s hips while he pumped himself up and down, back and forth, over and over again.
Penetrating her was easier now than it was last time, what with how wet and messy she was to be inside of. Still, she clutched his shoulders with her hands and his cock with her pussy, bouncing up and down with ease and crying out his name every time she came down for another bounce. “Commander!” she cried. “Oh, Commander, yes! I’m yours! I’m all yours!”
He’d groped her chest during the missionary position, and he was groping her chest now, too. He reached up and palmed those glorious globes of hers, squeezing and tweaking her nipples to really set her off; to make her arch her back while she felt up his chest, admired his pectorals, and rode him cowgirl style in her hot and messy bed.
“Your chest feels so good,” she cooed breathlessly. “So handsome, aha… I’m so glad I get this all to myself… I feel so greedy as your b-business partner…”
“As my woman,” the Commander corrected.
“Fuck, that’s really setting me off!” Ting An cried, bouncing even harder and faster than she was before. Her massive chest wobbled and swayed with every motion; it was clear she was about to reach another spine-tingling, toe-curling climax atop the man she admired more than anything else.
Just like before, it felt as if she was enveloping herself around him, clinging to his presence. Like she couldn’t bear to have him leave her. He put his hands all over her, exploring the body was becoming intimately familiar with, running his palms along her bulbous tits and her plump thighs, relishing the give of her flesh beneath his fingertips. Oh, how giving she was…
It wasn’t long before their bodies raced toward another orgasm, with the Commander squeezing Ting An’s hips as he thrust faster, deeper, harder against her dripping wet pussy, spearing her juicy cunt like it was the last thing he would ever do.
Meanwhile, Ting An clutched him as she arched her back and threw her head back in another long and lustful moan, reaching her peak before long and squeezing him tightly amid her ultimate climax. Hands on his chest, Ting An spilled over her Commander’s crotch, at the same time that he pumped her pussy full of hot and gooey cum, giving his precious Ting An another hearty creampie.
Fully satisfied and coasting through a heavenly afterglow unlike anything else, Ting An cuddled up to her Commander’s chest with a sigh of utmost serenity and calm, with the Commander’s cock eventually falling out of his shipgirl’s well-taken snatch, leaking more of their mixed fluids into the bedsheets beneath them.
What followed was calm breathing; their chests rising and falling as they experienced their shared bliss. Ting An hummed softly as she graced the Commander’s chest with her fingers, drawing invisible shapes over his form while she snuggled up to him, happily and cozily.
“That was amazing,” she praised. “I’ve never experienced anything like that before…”
“Took the words right out of my mouth,” the Commander said, chuckling.
“You make an amazing business partner, Commander,” Ting An added. “I’m so happy that I could help you unwind like this… mm…”
The Commander moved some of Ting An’s hair from her mouth. Between her disheveled locks to the way she was sweating, to the lust that was still in those hazy violet eyes of hers…
…she looked thoroughly fucked out, much to the Commander’s pleasure.
“Ah! Speaking of business,” said Ting An, snapping her fingers. “I just came up with a new idea.”
The Commander chuckled. Of course, even immediately after sex, Ting An would want to talk about such things. Business taking precedence over pleasure? “What is it?” he asked. “You’ve got my emotional and financial support—always.”
Ting An beamed. “Chinese New Year is around the corner,” she reminded. “The other Dragon Empery Kansen and I may need some more funding—to ensure a smooth celebration. You understand?”
“I do,” said the Commander. “And I’ll give you that funding… on one condition.”
“Oh? What condition might that be, Commander?”
The man smirked knowingly. “The condition is that I want to be the taste tester for whatever exquisite delicacies the Dragon Empery Kansen cook up. Especially if you’re going to be making something,” he added smoothly. “Anything you want me to put my lips around… just say the word, and I’ll be there. In fact, I’m making it a requirement!”
Ting An giggled sweetly, and she leaned in to kiss her beloved Commander on the cheek.
“Pleasure doing business with you, my Commander…” ❤️