Meeting Hoshoka Ch 13

Hello again readers! Thank you as always for sticking around for another installment of Hoshoka's story. This one ran a little long and took a bit more time than I'd wanted; I hurt my back and sitting down in my comfortable writing chair wasn't happening for a week. But I'm better now, and I think this is a fun chapter.

CW: BBW, Monsterfucking (oni on human male, oni on human female), futanari play, pegging, creampie eating, a whole fucking lot of emotional tenderness.

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"You think you can defeat Emily the Oni and steal her man? Bring it on, you cow, and I'll add

you

to my harem!"

I was flat on my back on Emily's bed, naked, handcuffed to the bedframe with fluffy pink cuffs. There was a towel under me. Emily was standing over me, nude save for a headband with little plush horns on it and a pair of snug tiger-striped panties that really emphasized how big her ass had already gotten in the few weeks since she moved in. She emphasized her words with a few emphatic gestures, armed with a floppy, translucent-blue dildo whose knobby texture made it a passable stand-in for an oni's iron club.

"Who are you calling a cow, you tasty little piglet? Submit to me or I'll turn you and your man into fuckmeat faster than you can speak the name of Hoshoka of the Iron Belly!"

Hoshoka, standing in the doorway of the room, pointed a long-nailed finger dramatically at Emily, her eyes flashing like fire. She was fully nude, her hair fluffed out and unruly, and I think she'd lengthened her tusks for a wilder effect. Her breasts and belly swung with each overly-exaggerated movement like she was a one-woman Kabuki porno.

Hoshoka stalked into the room slowly, like a lioness sizing up her prey. Emily stepped down off her bed, confident to the point of pridefulness.

"Oh? You're approaching me? Instead of running away, you're coming right to me?" Emily sneered.

"I can't fuck your fat little cunt without getting closer," Hoshoka retorted.

"Then by all means, get as close as you want," Emily replied, lunging with the dildo and playfully tapping the head of it against the valley between Hoshoka's breasts.

Hoshoka cackled and stepped forward, sweeping Emily up in her arms and throwing her over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. The dildo fell from Emily's hands, bouncing across the floor, and the headband went flying.

"Now I've got you, you little false oni!" she cried out, "And you'll pay for your deception!"

Curling one powerful arm around Emily's waist to hold her steady, Hoshoka began spanking her with the open palm of her other hand. With each resounding slap against her jiggling ass cheeks, Emily yelped, pretending to struggle against Hoshoka's irresistable embrace.

"And now your punishment really begins, little slut!" Hoshoka howled, hooking her thumb in the waistband of Emily's panties and stripping them off her in one smooth motion. She paused long enough to hold them up to her nose and take a joyful sniff before artfully tossing them on to my face. My nose was full of the sweet smell of Emily's soaked pussy, and I could feel the dampness of the fabric on my skin. My cock throbbed; thankfully I had one eye uncovered so I could still watch the show.

"What a delicious-looking ass you've got, my little cupcake," Hoshoka chuckled as she playfully spread Emily's ass cheeks. "And this pussy of yours...so nice and fat...and such a lovely little nest of curls you've started to grow..."

After their initial hookup, with Emily's blessing, Hoshoka had begun regrowing her luxuriously thick underarm and pubic hair; shortly thereafter, Emily stopped shaving as well. Her own bush was much thinner than Hoshoka's, a neat patch of sparse, mousy-brown curls that didn't even try to hide the plumpness of her mound.

Shifting her grip, Hoshoka neatly repositioned Emily into a standing 69 position, the smaller woman's chubby legs hooked over the oni's shoulders. Given their difference in size, however, Emily's face wasn't anywhere close to Hoshoka's pussy; she could kiss and play with Hoshoka's soft, round belly, but that was as far as she could reach, and her own heavy breasts were almost hanging in the way of that.

"Emily, my love," Hoshoka said sweetly but firmly, "I need you to promise me you'll tap out when you start feeling dizzy or light-headed. You and Dave can't

both

be dumbasses with zero sense of self-preservation in this relationship." Her tusks shrank down and tucked themselves under her lower lip as she spoke.

Emily lifted her face from the crease in Hoshoka's belly rolls where she'd already planted herself, and said, "Don't worry, I'll tap out if I need to!"

"Good," Hoshoka said, shaking some stray hair out of her face before launching an all-out oral attack on Emily's pussy. She dove right in, slurping and lips smacking, eliciting a startled squeak from her mortal lover. Hoshoka moaned, a low, guttural sound, deep into Emily's wet folds, pressing her face into the smaller woman's pale, plump butt.

Slowly, Hoshoka lifted her face out of Emily's ass, strings of drool and slickness linking them for a moment.

"Who gave you permission to taste so fucking good?" she asked, rhetorically, her voice husky with lust. Before Emily could respond, Hoshoka's face was pressed into her ass again as the oni lapped hungrily at her pussy.

I tossed my head a bit to get Emily's panties out of my face so I could enjoy the show better. A droplet of precum was already beading on the head of my hard cock just from watching.

Hoshoka lifted her head again, mouth agape, her sinuous python of a tongue slithering over Emily's pussy lips before easing them apart and plunging into her. Emily gasped and squirmed as inch after inch of Hoshoka's powerful tongue pushed inside her, probing deeper and deeper, but the oni held her tightly, ensuring she she wasn't going to squirm out of her tongue-fucking.

Before long, I guessed Emily had eight or nine inches of tongue inside her, and from what I could see of Hoshoka's face I didn't think it was a straight insertion. No, her tongue was definitely exploring, coiling and uncoiling inside Emily's pussy, and Emily was loving it.

"Ohhh, fuck, Mama, fuck! Fuck me with your tongue, Mama, please, please

please

put it all the way in!" Emily moaned desperately.

Hoshoka chuckled around her own tongue and began bobbing her head, pushing her tongue in deeper still. Emily squealed and begged for more, but before long she was reduced to wordless moans of pleasure.

"Gonna...cum..." she managed finally, struggling to catch her breath enough to put two words together.

Hoshoka tried to say something in response, but her tongue was in the way, and she was in no mood to reel it in just to speak. Instead she just growled, deep in her throat, thrusting her tongue more aggressively into Emily's sopping, shuddering pussy.

With a long moan pitching up into a scream of pleasure, half-muffled in Hoshoka's plush belly, Emily came, a gush of slickness splashing against Hoshoka's face and spilling over Emily's delicious ass. Hoshoka held her steady until the last trembling ripples of her orgasm subsided, and then slowly eased her tongue out of Emily's pussy.

"Fuck," she growled finally, "You taste so. Fucking. Good."

She carefully turned Emily rightside up and lowered her on to the bed next to me; dazed, Emily flopped back against the mattress, her head coming to rest on my bicep. She looked over at me, eyes not really focusing.

"That tongue is too good, Dave," she said dreamily. Hoshoka chuckled.

"Poor Dave," the oni said, sitting next to us and wiping her mouth. "You thought this was going to be a sexy game where you're taken hostage and used for pleasure, and we kind of fucked that idea up, didn't we? Your poor cock must be so hard and so desperate right now, isn't it?"

All I could do was nod. Hoshoka idly teased the head of my cock with one finger tip, playing with my oozing precum.

"So what can I do for my sweet boy? Should I suck his fat, sexy cock until he explodes in my mouth? Or maybe...maybe I should ride him, take him balls deep in Mama's fat, greedy cunt, and empty his balls that way? Or...maybe...

maybe

...Mama should get her cock out and fuck her sweet boy and make him cum all over himself?"

Emily giggled. "I vote for number three," she said, tweaking one of my nipples.

"So that's one vote for Mama getting her fat, hard, throbbing cock out, lubing it up really good and sliding it into my sweet boy's tight little ass," Hoshoka purred. "And how would my sweet, sweet boy like to vote? It

is

his aching, full balls and sexy, thick cock that're begging for release, after all..."

My cock twitched, precum running down the length of it, just from Hoshoka's sultry, smoky tones.

"Take me however you want, Mama," I told her earnestly. "But I might cum at the first touch."

"Mmmmm," Hoshoka hummed, running her tongue over her lips eagerly. "Making love to your tender ass it is, then. I've been teasing about it so long, I wouldn't want to keep you waiting another moment."

She gave Emily a look.

"Cupcake, my love, I want you to promise me you won't try sucking his cock while I'm fucking him. I don't want you choking on an unexpected blast of cum again. I'm expecting him to cum like a fountain, between the teasing and me hitting his prostate."

Emily pouted slightly. "I promise," she said.

"Good girl," Hoshoka replied, reaching out to tousle her hair. "Now go get Mama the lube from her bedroom, okay?"

Emily rolled off the bed and toddled off to our bedroom. Hoshoka lowered herself smoothly to her knees and hoisted my legs up over her shoulders.

"I've been waiting for this for so long, sweet boy," she purred, "thank you for giving Mama the gift of your ass."

"Be gentle," I managed.

"I promise," she replied, gently kissing her way down the length of my cock and over my balls before beginning to lavish attention on my asshole. Her tongue swirled over me, caressing and tender as it probed me open.

"Fuck, that's hot," I heard Emily say as she reentered the room. "You sure you don't want me sucking his cock for this?"

Hoshoka paused in her licking and chuckled. "You really are gunning for onihood, aren't you, cupcake? Yes, I'm sure, and I'd sit on you to make you behave if I wasn't about to be up on my feet. You just enjoy the show, please."

Emily plopped herself, still nude, in a chair, throwing one leg over its arm as she made herself comfortable. Hoshoka gave her a sly smirk, and then turned her attention back to me. Her tongue uncoiled, spilling out past her lips, the tip flicking back and forth before gently pushing into me.

Rimjobs, both giving and receiving, had become a commonplace act for Hoshoka and I over the past few months since we'd started it; Emily enjoyed watching Hoshoka rim me, but hadn't yet steeled herself for performing the act herself. Even the thought of receiming a rimming made her old shyness flare up again.

I gasped and moaned as she slid into me, and she gave a low moan as well. Astonishingly, her tongue somehow managed to avoid my prostate; I could feel it moving inside of me, deftly resisting the urge to press and make me cum instantly. But this rimjob wasn't aimed at giving an orgasm, just relaxing me and opening me up. Her tongue moved in and out of me with a slow, steady rhythm, encouraging me to let myself sink into the experience and focus on being pleasured.

I don't know how long Hoshoka was at it, but eventually she slowly, sloowly pulled her tongue out of me ass. Wiping the spit off her chin with the back of her hand, the oni stood up, revealing her freshly-grown cock, erect and eager. She'd opted for a smaller than usual penis today out of recognition I'd never gotten fucked before. It stood out almost ramrod straight, featuring only the gentlest of upward curvature; no foreskin, and fully erect it probably stood at around 7 or 8 inches in length. The shaft was the same bright red as her skin, with the head shading into the same purplish tone of her nipples. Beneath it hung a pair of huge, heavy balls, each the size of an orange - while she'd opted for a smaller penis today, she hadn't given herself a commensurately smaller set of testicles. Was it a power move on her part?

"My eyes are up here, sweet boy," she said with a grin, tilting my chin up with a finger to make eye contact.

I blushed. "It looks good on you, Mama," I said.

"I hope it feels even better than it looks," she said with a bright smile. She squeezed a generous dollop of lube out over her erect cock, and gave another squirt to my ass for good measure. As she massaged it into a slippery coating over her entire cock, she bit her lower lip gently.

"I've been aching for this, sweet boy," she said softly. "I want to share every sexual pleasure in this world and the next with you. I mean it - thank you for this gift."

She lined herself up with my hole and very gently began pressing in. My ass opened to welcome her, drawing matching gasps from both of us.

"O-Oh! Somebody's body is ready for this," Hoshoka giggled. My attention was focused up on her - her radiant face, framed in waves of ink-black hair, her warm, honey-colored eyes and bright smile; her heavy breasts almost hanging into my lap as she held my legs up and wide; her soft, wobbling belly pressing into my thighs. She looked amazing, and I felt so right and so ready with her cock easing into my ass.

Out of the corner of my eye I saw Emily leaning forward in her chair, enjoying the show Hoshoka and I were putting on. Her own hand was drifting down towards her pussy as she watched, her eyes locked on us.

"That's it, sweet boy," Hoshoka cooed, "you're nice and relaxed and you feel so nice to Mama..."

"Y-you feel so good in me," I stammered; the heat of her body seemed extra concentrated in her cock, and that heat radiated through me in a way that was incredibly soothing and relaxing. She was taking her time entering me, gently pushing in an inch at a time and watching my reaction, ensuring she wasn't hurting me and that I was continuing to enjoy it.

She very slowly began to thrust in me, rocking her hips back and forth. Her balls slapped lightly against my ass cheeks, like a slow clap for what we were doing. Very quickly her head tilted back, eyes drifting shut in pleasure. I'm not sure whose breathing was coming more raggedly, hers or mine.

"This...this is the best ass I've ever fucked," Hoshoka murmured, half to me and half to herself. "Nice and snug fitting, not too tight or too loose...Hells, sweet boy, I might cum too fast if I'm not careful! You feel that good!"

"I'm - ohhhh - I'm glad, Mama," I managed. "If you thrust any faster I'm go-gonna cum instantly...ta-take your time..."

"I want to see this last too..." Emily added softly, her breathing coming faster as she started to rub herself. "Fuck, Dave, you look so hot like this..."

"He does, doesn't he?" Hoshoka replied, pausing with her cock buried balls deep in me. I couldn't help but whimper and squirm at the sense of pressure she was making me feel.

"That's it, sweet boy, doesn't that feel good?" Hoshoka asked, her voice almost sing-song. "Just relax and savor that nice, deep, full feeling...Just like how I love having you balls deep in my fat ass..."

She slowly pulled back, easing almost all the way out of me, and held herself there for a few heartbeats as well, making me aware of the empty sensation in my guts without her cock buried deep.

"How are you feeling, Dave?" Hoshoka asked softly. "Are you ready for a faster rhythm?"

"I..." I paused, forcing myself to pay attention to how my body was feeling. Even with lube and her reduced size, it was still a lot of cock to be taking my first time. But I felt safe with Hoshoka, knew she'd stop in an instant if it got uncomfortable. I trusted her completely.

"Let's try it," I said, smiling up at her. She grinned back and blew me a kiss, then adjusted the angle she was holding my hips at and began to thrust more energetically.

"Oh! Oh fuck, that feels so good..." she moaned softly.

All I could respond with was a low, drawn out "Oh fuckkkkkkk Mamaaaaaaaa..."

My cock throbbed with each thrust, my balls tight and desperate to empty themselves. I was struggling to hold back, wanting to make sure Hoshoka could go as long as she wanted in me. I could feel her cock twitching inside me, beating against the insides of my guts, and I knew she was facing the struggle of not cumming too quickly as well.

"Oh, Dave! Dave Dave Dave Dave Dave..." Hoshoka murmured as she rolled her hips against mine. "I want to fill you up so bad..."

"Do it Mama, cum in me, cum in your sweet boy," I moaned.

"Cum in himmmmm!" Emily echoed needily.

"You two!" Hoshoka said joyously, "Both of you are such hot little sluts, I love it! I love it!"

She began to thrust faster, her slick cock pistoning in and out of my ass. I gasped and moaned as my cock throbbed harder, precum pouring from the head like a faucet from the feeling of her cock head sliding back and forth against my prostate. My legs were shaking in Hoshoka's embrace, and it felt like she was trembling too.

"Let me try something," she groaned, and spread my legs a little wider. She leaned forward, allowing her breasts to spill into my lap, Instantly my cock was engulfed in a mountain of warm boobage, trapped between them and her belly, my precum smearing across them as they rubbed against me.

"This might help control the mess you're going to make," she grunted with a smile, still thrusting.

"Hiding my view of Dave's cock," Emily pouted, despite her fingers massaging her clit.

"If you want a better view, get into bed with us," Hoshoka grunted.

"Don't make him cum until I'm settled," Emily said, getting up off the chair and climbing into bed next to my head. I felt her run her fingers through my hair.

"It's so hot that you're taking it up the ass," Emily purred to me.

"Are you settled?" Hoshoka asked.

"Give it to him, Mama," Emily replied, rubbing slick fingers against my lips for me to taste.

Hoshoka picked up her pace, her wide hips rolling in a figure-8 as she made love to me, her huge balls tight against my ass as she drove her shaft deep inside. Her breasts jiggled and bounced against my own cock with each thrust, giving me a warm, tender massage.

"Dave," Hoshoka moaned softly. "Fuckkkk...my sweet boy...I fucking love you..."

I'm not sure which one of us came first. Maybe it was simultaneous. Just suddenly a long blast of my cum arced upwards from Hoshoka's cleavage, raining down on my chest and stomach, the last few spurts spilling slowly out from between her breasts and running in lazy rivulets over her nipples. At the same (or close enough) time, Hoshoka groaned deep in the back of her throat, a guttural, almost bestial sound as her cock throbbed inside of me. Each flex of her shaft felt like it was on the verge of lifting me off the bed, and the hot rush of her cum flooding me was like nothing I'd ever felt before.

We stayed like that, her cock buried deep inside me, for a few moments after we both finished cumming, just breathing hard and staring at each other. Hoshoka blushed, her cheeks shading a deeper red.

"That...that was amazing..." she breathed softly.

"Y-yeah..." I managed, my eyes wide and my legs still shaking.

"That was fucking hot you two," Emily added, shifting position so she could kneel, getting down on her hands and knees to lick the cooling cum off my chest.

Slowly, I felt Hoshoka's erection soften, her cock falling out of my ass with a little bit of a wet "pop" noise. She sat back on her haunches, gently lowering my hips back down on to the towel.

"Clench for me for a minute?" She asked, softly. I nodded, squeezing my ass cheeks together.