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Astrologist Mona Megistus was prideful, and had rules she lived by. Day-in, and day-out, she studied and perfected her astrology, researching things with all manner of equipment and esoteric texts that she ravenously went through the moment she got her hands on them and devoured any information she could glean and put to practical - instead of theoretical - use. She loved her hydromancy and her astrology, and she considered herself a master - by her reckoning, at least.
It was a good reckoning, though, in her not-so-humble opinion.
Unfortunately, it led her to her single problem: research was expensive. Living in Mondstadt was expensive. It took a pretty penny to keep up her work, and by the time she realized just how much she was spending it was often too late - and that put her in a bit of a troubled spot month after month. Troubles that kept on compiling, since she refused to take on debt and refused with an ironclad will to ever pervert her Astronomy by using it for money. She would never sell her skills; she was prideful, and she lived by rules. That was her pride, and those were her rules.
However, she was scraping by. Really scraping by. She wasn’t even sure if she was going to make rent that month, in fact, and though she was pretty sure she would manage… there was a lot of risk. Risk that involved her not getting her lab equipment for the next month, or not getting fed that week, or not getting her books from Liyue that she kinda-sorta- really wanted. But she would not, under any circumstance, use her skills to make money. That would not happen; even if she was starving on the street, she would not pervert her skills and love for it.
But after some consideration, Mona also came to the conclusion that using her fortune-telling and fate-deducing skills to see what her future might be. Technically, as far as she was concerned, she was staying true to her rules that she wasn’t going to use her skills for making money. Instead, all she did was peer just a little bit into the future to see if she would make her rent that month, if she would scrape by, if she might end up in a slightly better spot than starving and on the streets again.
It was just to assure herself, was what she thought. And, surprisingly, reassured she was: she saw, by months end, her with no bills to be paid, no rent to be posted, and a table laden with not only new books from across the land, but also some nice, fine meals. In fact, her vision was more of a dream than it was some sort of future she could conceive, especially in just a few scant weeks from then; it didn’t seem possible, but any idea in the world that her vision was wrong was immediately thrown out the window.
She was simply too good to make mistakes, she knew that. As surreal as the situation was, she knew it had to be true. She just didn’t know how it was true, and so Mona very, very simply decided to look into the method of how she managed to obtain all that money. Still secure in the knowledge that she wasn’t breaking her own rules and wasn’t using her talents to make money, just seeing herself make said money, she tried to figure out where and how she obtained it.
That was how Mona Megistus found herself walking down the dockside of Mondstadt, just stepping along the rough cobblestone and across the wooden sections of the pier. The harbour was a big place, but down below the terraces and past the proper upper areas with gorgeous red-painted wood was the standard, utilitarian dwellings and constructions, and it wasn’t the kind of place she normally wanted to be in.
For sure, the place wasn’t exactly seedy, but neither was it all that nice: it was just a calm mixture between average and rough, with wood a bit worn, stone a bit chipped, and people of a generally sly-looking and lazy appearance. Clothing was a bit threadbare, but the majority were just sailors and warehouse workers of various varieties and nationalities, tied together by fishermen and deck-hands.
And lots of women, Mona found. She didn’t expect to see any girls there beyond the sailors, and the sailors she saw walking in and out of the pubs were rowdy; rougher, tougher girls than she expected by every measure, and she wasn’t quite sure she liked how she saw them look at her. She definitely didn’t like how the men looked at her: scanning her over with rather, visibly lustful eyes as if they were trying to feast on her, and the small mage scowled and frowned at them all.
The women she really noticed and was really annoyed by were prostitutes. Ladies of the night - or, well, day, she realized. They were practically falling out of the bars in the arms of big, burly men, wrapped up and tugged into alleys, or carried up off the streets with hands tinkling with Mora; mouth-watering Mora, which Mona needed. More than one of them solicited the passing fishermen and workers, and several, even, were tugged forward by the hips by sailor-women in loose blouses, low-riding leathers, and deep cleavage windows - sights that bothered Mona to no end.
Maybe it was seeing the Mora being exchanged so freely that disturbed her, but she pointedly turned her nose up to see money changing hands or girls just being groped in public. At least three times she was sure she saw girls being accosted right in the alleys, pinned to walls by bigger, bolder bodies; once, she saw one on her knees, and another time she saw a buxom woman with her breasts hanging right out be bent over, and the brunette mage could only flush in shame at the sight.
Hell, they even accosted her; twice moving over to her with sweet words as if to lure her, but were quickly shooed away by the sharp-tongued, prideful mage.
She almost understood why they did, though. Her gorgeous black hair was done up in two twin tails, her head tucked under a mage’s hat, and her body tucked into her astrologist’s outfit; a tight-fitting leotard of black and purple that was lined with gold ornamentation, hugging the curves of her smooth, slender body, leaving not a curve of it disguised. The gold banding that rode high on her hips revealed the width of them, their broad sweeps and downward rolls, and left bare her patterned, skintight stockings. She looked like someone that could afford their services, she was sure.
She took pride in her appearance, though, and Mona didn’t care about how she looked to them or what they thought. She walked along the docks simply because her vision indicated that was where she’d make her money, and she moved without clear aim - things had been fuzzy on that account. She didn’t know how any money could be found there at the docks, unless she stumbled over some buried treasure; a possibility, she acknowledged, because some of the ships looked like they belonged to pirates, and not respectable sailors.
Some of the ships were fancy, though. There were some from Liyue, some from Mondstadt, ranging between sailing vessels and whaling boats of modest sizes to larger warships laden with heavy equipment and trailing magnificent standards. Some looked like they could definitely hold the kind of money that Mona was expecting, but she doubted very much that she’d be on board any of them any time soon. Certainly, not to make a buck - she wasn’t ‘sailor’ material.
Mona -
“Now you are the hottest piece of ass I’ve seen all day!” A voice exclaimed; not quite boisterous but neither subdued, it was a perfectly self-assured and womanly. “Very nice. Love the outfit, too. You from a brothel or something?”
It took Mona a long moment to realize what was being said, then an even longer moment to realize it was being said to her. Face red and eyes wide, she turned around slowly, hesitantly, and with perfect confusion. Her lips were parted indignantly as she faced the woman standing right behind her at that very moment, abusing her significantly taller height to stare down at her - with her one good eye: a crimson-and-gold lace pupil that was all intensity and rapacious hunger, almost eye-fucking her straight through her leotard.
Mona had to sensitively avoid the urge to cover up from that alone.
The one red eye that stared down at her was bright, as if to make up for the lack of its pair. A red eyepatch covered it, and covering that was a sweep of dark brown hair that looked immaculately sculpted. Her hair was waist-length and flowing, all of it arranged like a rolling wave, and it seemed to flow gently in the dockside breeze. So, too, did the length of her crimson qipao, though the slits in the dress and the sleeveless nature of it really didn’t do much to preserve her modesty. The front of it looked more like a loincloth as it flipped around firm-looking sailor’s legs, and only a tight leotard beneath preserved the woman’s modesty.
There was no denying that the woman was both breathtakingly beautiful and dangerous-looking beyond measure. She also looked rich. Wealthy, in a strange sort of way. Her dress was in an immaculate Liyue style, and decorated with rich ornamentation, jewelry, and gold banding, from earrings to tassels to jewels, some hanging from thigh-length leathers and others from links around her more than modest bust. Mona had never seen a woman like that before, but now that she did, she really didn’t want to.
She could deduce a person’s intentions at a glance and could see if they were lying at a single look. What she saw was a woman whose intentions were not nice in the least, and with a firmness behind them that bothered Mona. Nothing violent or dangerous, but there was a palpable wave of desire pouring off the taller woman in waves. Her intention was purely sexual, and it was oh-so-clear to Mona that the strange woman wanted nothing more in that moment than to fuck her like any of the prostitutes she saw lining the harbour.
For a long moment, Mona was incensed. With her jaw dropped, she stared up at the taller woman with anger and upset, not at all happy with what she saw in the woman’s fate and not at all content with how rudely she’d approached her. Hands balled into fists at her side and jaw firmly setting itself a moment later, she glowered.
“W-who do you think you are?!” Mona stammered, anger rising in her voice.
The one-eyed woman just raised a fine eyebrow at her while lips flicked up in amusement. “What, need my name or something? That’s a first for a Mondstadt whore.’
Mona’s lips flapped. “W-wha - ?!”
“I’m Beidou, Captain of that fine ship over there.” The tall woman threw her hand over her shoulder and jutted a thumb at the distant shape of an extremely large warship of Liyue origin, and Mona realized in that moment that the red-dressed woman wasn’t just some sort of traveller or mercenary - she was a big wig. “That enough for you?”
Mona blinked, realizing just how much Beidou was misunderstanding their interaction. “No, I don’t actually care - ”
“So, how much?” Beidou asked, talking right over her.
“How - what?”
“How much,” Beidou repeated, looking her up and down with that same overwhelming sexual intent. Just like the others, she was practically eye-fucking Mona - and the Astrologist wasn’t happy with it. “For you?”
“You - you think - !” Mona let out an indignant squeak. “Do you know who I am?!”
“...What, you one of those whores from the fancier places?” Beidou threw her head back and laughed boisterously. “Look, girl, I’ve got money, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“That’s not what I- !” She started, but her words choked in her mouth when Beidou, rather abruptly, brought out a bag from a pouch around her waist. A small bag to be sure, but it was utterly filled with Mora. It was bustling around from the parted ends, and as the strange woman loosened the lip to show how full it was, Mona’s mouth went dry.
“I’m perfectly prepared to pay whatever the hell you want,” Beidou told her, waving the bag and chuckling. “And from the look on your face, I bet this more than covers it, yeah?”
Mona flapped her mouth to see all that Mora. It was a lot. Enough to almost leave her salivating. It was a tidy enough sum to leave her well off for the next month for sure, probably. Not rich at all, sure, but certainly enough to afford all of her stuff and to pay her rent for sure.
“You’re easily the hottest piece of ass I’ve seen all trip, and it’s been a long fucking trip, ” Beidou continued. “Sailing and trade meetings… I’m not leaving until I’ve properly emptied out my balls, and you’ll get all this -” she waved the bag “-in exchange for your services. Deal?”
“Deal?” Mona frowned up at her. “You - you want to -”
“Deal? Perfect,” Beidou replied, and Mona flushed. “You got a place, room, some shit? Specific brothel or somethin’?”
“I’m not - I’m not saying -” Mona shook her head. “I’m not going to sleep with you!”
Beidou blinked. “...Yeah, I don’t want to sleep with you, slut. I just want to fuck the shit out of you and get back to my ship to keep schedule, right?”
“I’m not - I don’t do that,” Mona stammered, face red and eyes awkwardly looking around. She tried not to look at Beidou’s cash, but kept on staring anyhow as it was waved around: a full, heavy bag of Mora, being offered right to her. “I’m not…”
“What, you from some big, fancy place, or something?” Beidou shook her head. “Must be, with a hot little outfit like that - but whatever, your body is way too fucking fine not to have a go at. That ass…” She whistled. “...But I don’t have time to negotiate, and I’m not going to waste the time going through your pimp or madam or whatnot. Take it or leave it.”
Mona opened her mouth to tell the woman to fuck off and leave. She really, really did. The words never left her lips as she stared at the bag of money, and instead, she licked her lips. Her mind turned to her fate, the sum that she’d foreseen for herself at the docks, and she very quickly put two and two together to understand just how she got it. With that realization, her spine shuddered and her teeth dug into her lower lip. She wasn’t some whore and she wasn’t some prostitute that would fuck their way to a paycheck; that wasn’t her.
Likewise, she wasn’t someone who had money - at all. Oftentimes making it through on the skin of her teeth, what she saw was exactly what she wanted and what she needed. It was being offered to her in the worst way possible, but… she was the great Mona, right? If a silly girl could please a woman for a few coins, she could surely do far better in a far easier way. It wouldn’t be hard for her to earn the money, she figured. Easy, probably. It was shameful, though, and there was a certain indignity in -
“Right, guess that’s a no, ” Beidou sighed, and pushed the coin bag back into her belt. “I’ll look for someone else. A shame I can’t tap someone as fine as you, but -”
“W-wait,” Mona stammered instantly, her tongue almost speaking for her. On instinct, she flushed when Beidou flicked an eyebrow up at her, but with her stomach twisting anxiously, she spoke. “I mean, uh, I - I guess. F-for a bit. For all of that Mora.”
Beidou smirked. “Take every last coin, that’s pocket change to me - but I’m taking every last bit of you, girl, you get me?”
“U-uh… Y-yeah…” Mona gulped. “Y-yeah.”
“Perfect,” Beidou chuckled. “You got a room, a place?”
“Ye - no,” Mona answered stiffly, face still red and her mind whirling at the thought of what she was doing. “U-uh… it’s far?”
Beidou shrugged and sent her breasts bouncing. “Fine. We’ll take it to that inn; I’ll get the room, too. Follow - actually, walk in front of me; I wanna see that gorgeous ass bouncing, slut.”
Mona shuddered at her clearly callous words and her casual treatment of her, as if it was all a businesslike transaction and a simple negotiation. She got it, took it, and then pushed Mona forward with a tap to the small of her back, and the black-haired girl could only squeak as she walked toward the tavern just down the street. Her mind swirled with the idea that she had just said yes to whoring herself out for a woman like Beidou, that she would take money to sexually please her - but the money was so much, and she needed it.
“Fuck, you look fine, ” Beidou told her, hand smooth against her back. “And your ass… oh, this is gonna be the best trip to Mondstadt I’ve had in a while, I bet.”
Mona shuddered again, and bit her lip hard. I’ll just get it done with fast, and then leave. Easy as that. Easy money.
...Yeah…
Beidou led Mona onto the tavern, threw some coins at the bartender, and rented herself out a room all for the express purpose of fucking Mona. Though the Astrologist knew that and found it unsettling, she went along with it solely for the promise of her big payout. It was the only thing on her mind as she was pushed into the room and found the door closed behind her, and was left shuddering as -
A big, meaty thwap echoed out through the air, and Mona positivity squeaked as her ass was suddenly and brutally slammed against by a harsh palm. It was a heavy slap that sent the leotard-and-stocking covered mound rippling outward, and feeling that left her shivering. She could not believe that anyone would sp her ass like that, and she instinctively spun on her heel to face the taller woman - only to have herself snack against her chest and hands circle her curvy waistline all of a sudden.
"Don't have much in the way of a chest, but this ass is grade-A," Beidou told her, hands reaching around to grab at the flashiness of her ass right then and there. There was, quite literally, no shame in it, and the captain moved as she wanted to. She very simply squeezed, digging fingers into the skintight black of her stockings, and pressed down with shocking force. She drew out another squeak as she cupped the fat flesh, and sank against her all at once. "A real Mora-maker, I bet."
Mona flushed. Her normally spiteful and proud tongue was at a loss for words, and she just had no idea what to say or do as Beidou dug her fingers into her fat ass and squeezed away like it was a ball of Baker's dough - and she treated it exactly as such, with her hands rolling, pressing, and kneading, applying pressure to the flesh and making her tights bulge as all her groped flesh wobbled. The brunette woman let out a hum as she squeezed with a grip hard enough to make Mona whimper, then hefted the cheeks up by their heavy undersides to watch it bounce.
"T-That's not - none of your business," she retorted sharply, if somewhat weakly, and Beidou laughed.
"Love that tongue," the one-eyed beauty remarked. "Hard to find a girl with a backbone…"
The next moment saw her hand pulled back and slap Mona's ass sharply, drawing out another weak, mewling whine as the doughy rump was smashed into by a greedy palm. Her eyes almost watered at the power behind the blow, and she bit her lip to feel her backside bouncing like some common street whore. She knew her ass was great, she heard the catcalls often and the praises from partners on occasion, but she could not remember anyone that just slapped her like a doll.
"...Or an ass this fantastic," Beidou told her. She slapped her ass again and filled the room with the meat sound of clapping skin on skin contact, then dug her fingers into the soft, fleshy hemisphere to knead it like dough. "I've been all across the region, and fucked tail in every port around; so trust me when I say yours is one of the best."
Mona flushed, not at all pleased. There was… something gratifying, perhaps, in being told her ass was the best, because Mona was superior, but she dismissed it with red cheeks and a shake of her head. "I don't want to hear s-something so crude. I just w-want to get this over with, Beidou, nothing more."
"Man, you are adorable!" Beidou laughed, and Mona flushed all the more. She flushed even harder when the taller, stronger woman slapped her ass again, making her squeak. "And that look on your face… so hot. Girl after my own heart, I bet."
"I doubt it," Mona huffed, not at all sure how to take the degrading words and insinuations. Luckily, she did not have to when Beidou pulled back with a final squeeze and walked around Mona, quickly plopping herself on the edge of a bed that had seen better days a hundred years ago and spreading her thighs as if that was that.
Mona blinked.
"Down to business," Beidou drawled, arousal thickening her words. "So get down on those knees, slut, and put that sharp tongue to good use."
From there, Mona's eyes went wide and her mouth went dry.
There was no way it could not, not when Beidou tugged her dress aside and pulled on the shorts of her leotard beneath, hiking them along just far enough to extract what she had tucked away beneath it all - and nothing but shocked filled Mona as she stared at a manhood. A thick, throbbing girlcock, a veritable pillar of dickmeat as thick as a wrist and long as her forearm, suddenly lifted into life from the junction of her thighs like some illegally concealed weapon.
It looked like one, such was its size. It was a big, meaty length of cock that seemed impossible to contain inside a dress or under a leotard, but Mona wouldn’t have even known what to look for had she realized Beidou was packing something like that. It had to be at least nine inches in length, and the skin was a perfect shade of cream like the rest of her - a powerful, thick length that moved beyond the descriptor of ‘big’ and well into ‘bitchbreaker’ territory. It was massive, and any attempt at understanding it left Mona dizzy and weak.
Oh, fuck, she thought weakly. She’s massive. She’s - she’s so big.
“Big,” was all her suddenly stupefied brain could offer.
“I get that a lot,” Beidou laughed smugly, clearly safe in the knowledge of her superiority. She sat calmly on the edge of the bed and left plenty of room between her legs for Mona to get to work. “Now, down on your knees, slut. Get that mouth to work lubing me up - oh, and don’t forget to stick that ass out. Too many whores do, and yours is so fantastic I want to see it bouncing.”
Mona flapped her mouth. She was still flapping her mouth as she fell to her knees between Beidou’s legs, her trepidation warring with her desire for money. She really wanted the Mora, but what she saw was utterly astounding. Her dick was huge, massive, and large enough to leave her stunned. She’d never seen something so big before in her entire life, and every partner that she’d ever been with in her life failed to match Beidou’s size. She’d never seen something so big before, and that left her mind numb.
“Y-you want me to…” Mona trailed off as she knelt before Beidou and took in the full scope of her massive cock. It cast a genuine shadow over her face, and she could only swallow numbly at the sight.
“Fuck, is this your first time with a big dick?” Beidou laughed. “Yeah, I want you to wrap those lips around it and get me nice and ready, slut. Take your time with it if it’s too big for you, but I’m not paying you to just sit there and look pretty.”
Mona flushed. She did so indignantly and with embarrassment, but there was no denying that Beidou told the truth - she was paying Mona to fuck, and she clearly wasn’t the type to let her girls just sit around. The brunette girl could only tentatively kneel there and set her hands against it, pushing fluttering fingers into place around the bottom of it, holding it steady - and then flinching as she felt the sheer, throbbing weight of it. It was massive, and the throbbing that came from deep within left her jaw feeling weak.
So big, Mona squeaked internally. Maybe, uh - maybe I shouldn’t be doing this…
“Come on,” Beidou said all at once, her hand flicking Mona’s hat right off of her head and tossing it breezily onto a bedpost. “Lean in and give that cock a kiss, whore. You must know how to do that, at least.”
“K-Kiss?” Mona could only stare at the cock. “Y-yeah… Yeah, right…”
She trailed off. She swallowed thickly as she leaned in, staring at the shadow cast over her face, and bit her lip. She tentatively set her face under the heaving underside of the cock in front of her while her hands held it tightly, and she gulped again as the daunting length towered over her like an obelisk of pure cockmeat. It was daunting in every possible way, but with the idea of Mora on her mind, she just went in and set herself against the vascular underside.
Without knowing what else to do, she settled for the kiss that Beidou wanted out of her. It was just an attempt to ease her way into the daunting task she’d been assigned, that she was being paid such an incredible sum for, and the touch of her mouth was quick and furtive. It was barely a kiss, but the quick contact sent a shiver through her mouth all at once. The taste of it was significant, and it made her taste buds act up all at once. Beidou did nothing more than flick a brown brow up at her and watch intently, as if Mona was expected to do all the work.
Mona, without really understanding what it was that she was doing, pressed her lips in against the underside in a quick, fleeting kiss, not letting it linger for long and not keeping it deep at all. It was just a soft press, and Beidou shuffled above her without a care; as if it was nothing yet, nothing worth noting, and waited for Mona to really get into it. All of that was subconscious on the air, discerned from a glance by the astrologist. She knew that Beidou wanted more out of her, and she could only try and offer more.
With her hands holding it tightly, struggling to surround the entire girth with her fingers, she pressed her mouth against the hard underside. Her lips fluttered against it in an inexpert kiss, showing her clumsiness; but Beidou didn’t seem to notice that, or otherwise mistook it for her trepidation. Mona swallowed thickly as she moved in against it, kissing at the underside with her lips, tentatively running her mouth against the same place twice in a row before rising up a little higher. She rolled her lips against the velvety skin, taking note of its sheer smoothness with something like awe, and fidgeted there on her knees.
“Get into it, girl,” Beidou said all at once, and Mona shuddered at her tone of voice. It was thick and hungry, waiting for action that she was expecting, and Mona could only pretend to be the well-trained whore she’d indicated - or was mistaken for. Her mouth pressed against it in a firmer kiss, lips gently squishing down against the underside, and that drew a tiny grunt out of the gorgeous pirate woman.
Not enough of a reaction, though, and she clearly wanted more. Mona could only struggle to offer it as she ran her lips against the underside, mouth fluttering across the few meaty inches casting a shadow over her. Her lips rolled in a soft massaging motion that had it throb oh-so-gently, and her mouth pressed in firmly to kiss at the white cockmeat. She pulled at it with a soft roll of her mouth, stroking pale flesh between smooth lips, and then leaned in a little more firmly. Her hands held it tightly by the underside and squeezed at the same time, drawing out a pulsation from the thick mast.
“Get in there,” Beidou stated flatly. “There’s too much cock for you to just touch it, slut.”
Mona prickled at her words, but there wasn’t any room to comment on it. There was only the task she was forced to perform, and what she had to do. Her lips pressed against the meat of the turgid shaft with just a little more force as fingers curled against it, and her mouth sank down as firmly as she could manage. She pressed in, mouth sliding, and kissed at it; then, she kissed it again, letting her lips mould to the shape of it for a few brief moments before drawing back with a velvety roll. It was clumsy, but surprisingly smooth for it. The cock was like silk, and it was easy for her to kiss it.
Her lips pressed down against the hardness a little more, and she leaned forward to make her spine dip. Curving, she kissed it with her rolling mouth, drawing backward with just a little wet noise. Pulling back, her lips rolled against it with a soft noise, then dove in with a dip of her black head of hair to squish against the stiffness. Her mouth sank against the thick, throbbing meat in one strong kiss, then another, making her beast of it as she shifted gently on her knees and inclined her head to better mould to it.
Her hands curled against the bottommost inches, holding it steady and firmly. She used that grip to move her mouth against the hardness, her lips kissing and tugging with a little more force each time, caressing the throbbing meat with the softness of her lips. There was just so much cockmeat that she struggled to make any gains along the towering shaft, but she rose as best as she could while Beidou stared at her and tried to pleasure her thick cock to her best abilities. It was a struggle for sure, and layering hot kisses against the throbbing flank of the cock with hesitance, but she went for more with each passing moment.
“Not bad,” Beidou husked down at her, just watching. “But you can do better. Far better. So get to it, whore.”
Mona wasn’t a whore, but she was being paid as one. She had no choice but to do exactly what Beidou wanted her to do. She ran her mouth along it with increasingly smooth movements, caressing the hardened shaft of cockmeat with the smoothness of her mouth, while hands pulled up in their tight grip. Her palms moulded to the dick, and the silky smooth palms rubbed across the cock in time with her moving mouth. Pressing in against it, she kissed and touched the shaft, squeezing gently and kissing firmly.
Her mouth rolled against the hardness of a flank and down across a thick, vascular underside, her lips kissing at the white flesh there. She breathed heavily against it as she kissed, her mouth sliding across it then moving in a little harder. Lips parted, bathing it with a gentle, firm heat, and Beidou groaned up above. It didn’t quite fill her with a tingle, but something ran through Mona as she settled there on her knees, kissing the massive girlcock with her lustful lips and wrapping it up with her small hands, gently rising up to stroke it and pleasure it.
She worked at it a little harder with each movement she made, and built herself up into something more intense. She kissed the cock again and again as she rose, almost nuzzling into the stiff meat, nose brushing and lips squishing down. They parted more frequently as she layered smooth kisses against it, and a slick heat washed out from between them to bathe the throbbing pillar of meat in warmth. Moving against it, she rolled and sank down in increasingly lustful kisses, getting into more and more.
It wasn’t exactly easy, and Mona’s senses prickled at the thought of what she was doing, but she settled into it more and more. Her mouth kissed and ran across the throbbing underside of it as she leaned in, and her nose brushed up against it as she got in close. Despite herself, her hands pulled and stroked at the same time, moving across the meaty girth to pump and caress. They worked at the bottom half of it as her mouth worked at the top half, doing her best to somehow please Beidou - all for some Mora.
It wasn’t something that was dignified, and Mona could scarcely believe what she was trying to do just for money, but it was a lot of money. It was what she wanted, and the indignity of it was something she felt like she could live through just for the reward - so lips kissed at it, caressing the dense girth with hot, hungry intensity, moving in against it with her mouth squishing down and bathing it with the heat from beyond. She planted the wet marks all up and down the side of the cock, moving against it so closely that her cheek was practically rubbing at one point, and then moving around and before swapping sides.
She almost messily made out with it as she moved along, sweeping in to kiss away at the hardness with silky-smooth movements and a soft, rubbing mouth. As lips pushed down she tugged at it, then rolling back with a wet, sticky noise. She left patches of wetness in her wake, and it steadily marked up the length of her pillar as she applied her mouth to every creamy inch of cockmeat that she could. She breathed and panted just a bit more and more with each press, her nose grinding against it and her cheek sliding into it, her hands rising and tugging to squeeze the dense girth.
“There you go,” Beidou husked, pleasure lacing her tone. “Just needed the slut coaxed outta you… but I’m still waiting for that tongue, whore.”
Mona prickled at the words, but instead of doing anything about it, she just did what Beidou wanted. She rolled her tongue out of her mouth as she rose up the stiff cockmeat, and her tongue was sent slapping against the dense girth right then and there. It immediately ruled across it, the flat of it sliding, and her nose turned up at the sudden barrage of taste mingled in with her own saliva - and then pressed in harder for it, knowing that what she was doing would earn her the hefty paycheck.
It was what she wanted: the money. That was why she did it all, and she did so with firm determination. She ran the flat of it up along the meaty shaft, stroking it off with the softness of the muscle, and felt Beidou groan above her. She felt her red eye staring down firmly, blazing with warmth, and she ignored it as she just focused on her task. She knew she must have been a silly sight there on her knees, huddled in front of a cock bigger than her head and her hands struggling to wrap around it, and made every attempt to work at it.
“That’s it, slut,” Beidou huffed. “Just like that…”
She licked the cock with her small, dainty tongue, barely capable of covering more than just a third of it at a time. It was an awkward struggle to even try and bring her tongue along, and the flat of it rubbed awkwardly along. It was dripping saliva, though, and as the shaft grew slick, it became easier to bring it up toward the bulbous head. She dragged it along before rolling her head and nuzzling into it, bringing her head along and aligned with the meaty flank. Her tongue curled and pressed in against it, sliding in a vague circular rubbing motion, then pressed down in a strangely sloppy kiss.
She slurped on the throbbing side to the moan of Beidou, then slurped back with a smooth rubbing movement. She pulled back with a wet noise before sinking down again in another kiss, then another, layering saliva into patches of white flesh before swiping through all of that with her lapping tongue. The pink length moved across the girlcock in thorough sweeps that sent it throbbing, and the shaft pulsated against her mouth as she got more and more into it all. Drool ran down it in gentle lines, moving from the midsection of the colossal pillar to squelch underneath of her tightly-gripping fingers, which awkwardly worked at it with wet noises.
As much as she didn’t like the idea of what she was doing, without hesitation, she applied the wetness of her tongue to the pulsating underside of the cock in long, lapping licks, the flat of it dragging along, rolling against it, then curling back. Wet noises rang out as she licked across the sides of the heaving shaft like a cat at a saucer of milk, struggling with the sheer size of the dick, and at the same time, tugged her hands up and down with increasingly wet noises as she squelched through her own saliva matting.
“Thaaat’s it, slut,” Beidou grunted. She had yet to touch her, and simply watched as Mona degraded herself on her knees. “You look amazing with my cock resting against your face like that…”
It was awkward, but she worked at it to the best of her abilities. She licked up and down with her tongue and kissed with hot, squishy lips, and pulled away with wet, sticky noises. She dove down to rub her mouth against it and nuzzle into the hardness before pulling back and messily making out with it, then ran her tongue along to caress the turgid meat. Hot, saliva-dripping licks sent drool dripping down, and soft, fluttering touches had it throbbing, all of which made Beidou groan happily.
“And I bet that mouth is going to be amazing around my dick,” Beidou continued, and that started Mona into action.
It wasn’t because she wanted to, and not because it was a good idea, but because it made sense to her. Beidou wanted to be pleased, and she wanted the cock in her mouth. It was entirely economical - or so she convinced herself - to rise up, tongue sliding across it in a long, lavish lick, and went straight up to the tip. Her mouth rolled against it as she set herself into place, moving on pure instinct and not out of any eagerness; making her best effort to please the woman paying for her.
She treated it as something she had to do, and as she left the creamy cock glistening like it was freshly buttered, she lapped her tongue against the head. Beidou groaned happily, and Mona, nose wrinkling, tried to push her lips around it. She paused briefly against it, but only for a brief moment before sinking down upon the thick rod, rolling her lips against it and pushing her mouth on top of it. Lips wrapped around it for a moment, sliding across the bulbous tip to quickly start pulling it inside. She did so with a wince of her eyes, but didn’t pause - she kept at her new lewd task with odd vigour.
Her mouth went wide as she descended on the towering cock she held so awkwardly between both small hands, struggling to keep it upright in any way. It was heavy and it was big, which was a daunting thing for a small girl like her - but she stoically kept at it as she pressed down upon it, lips rolling over silky-smooth cockmeat and her jaw stretching out in accommodation for it. Her tongue fluttered as the head slid over it, then undulated as the inches beyond thrust past it, rubbing across the flat pink expanse such that it squished down almost at once.
Maybe she should have taken it easy and not tried to please a woman who had a cock as big as her forearm, but Mona was obsessed with the payout. The money was thick on her mind as she pushed her head down and buried the first few inches of hard cockmeat into her small mouth all at once, then instantaneously struggled with it. It was too big, too thick, and it squished her tongue down awkwardly. She made a wet noise around it as she rolled her head and tried to adjust it within her, and failed to manage it.
“Damn, you look hot like that,” Beidou laughed, and she sounded eager. “Get that mouth alllll stretched out, slut; let me hear you gurgle on that cock.”
She didn’t recognize Mona’s struggle with the cock, and even if she did, she likely did not care. Mona could only move to please, and she struggled to do just that as she clamped her lips down snugly, embracing the hard shaft, and rolled down with an awkward gurgling noise. She pushed onto the thick rod of cockmeat, lips sliding, and sputtered messily as she swallowed up the thickness of the dick. Her mouth clamped down as tightly as her hands did, which squeezed firmly as she tried to keep it all braced up.
“That’s it,” Beidou groaned, and Mona’s mouth made a wet noise as it swept down. Her mouth squished against the meaty pillar and her fingers curled into it powerfully, and the powerful throbs surged through her mouth. Down she went, her tongue sliding over smooth flesh, barely managing to curl against it. The size was immense, the weight of it incredible, and Mona’s mind was totally bemused that something could feel so big inside of her mouth. She barely managed to handle it, and all she could do was put every bit of her power to it.
Her face was tense and tight as she tried to sink down, and gurgled wetly around the thick midsection of cockmeat. She made a wet, thick noise that echoed out into the air, marvelling at just how much the hard dick filled up her mouth so suddenly. Her tongue struggled around it and her cheeks swelled out as the hardness worked at the insides of her mouth, straining everything all at once and making her jaw ache - so she held herself there, holding steady, and making thicker, sloppier noises, all of which slurped around inside of her.
Mona tried to go down deeper, then pulled back to gurgle violently. She coughed around the cock, spitting up saliva around wide-spread lips, then winced down. She pulled up as the weight of the girldick totally strained her, and rolled her lips across the big, thick girth. It throbbed pleasantly, and her fingers tightened around it; squeezing down and drawing out stronger pulsations. She slurped as she pulled up toward the tip, tongue fluttering gratefully as the many heavy inches were lifted from it, and flicked her eyes up.
Beidou stared down at her with such smugness that it made Mona’s pride sensibilities prickle, and she sputtered - but that was entirely because of the cock, and the hand suddenly on her head pushing her down. Not hard, not at all, but firm enough to make it so that she was gliding right back down onto the cock with a wet, messy gurgle, lodging a good four inches inside in a sweep of motion then going for more. Her hands tightened instinctively, gripping even tighter, but Beidou only moaned happily at the combined sensations.
“Fuck, that’s it, whore,” Beidou groaned. “Suck that cock for me, like a good little slut -”
Mona could only gurgle around the big, hard dick as she rolled right back up, eyes wincing down as she dragged along the smooth wetness. It was glistening with her own spit and saliva, and that had wet squelches ringing out as she rose. The wet noises filled her ears just as much as her own sputters and liquidy coughs, which came out frequently as she moved along the big, thick cock, rising up to the tip with saliva bubbling from between her lips.
She went down again with another wet, thick gurgling, pushing down and making her dark, almost blue hair bobbing, and eyes winced down. Tears ran from the corners of her eyes and down her cheeks as she filled her mouth with the dense slab of cockmeat, taking it in until the bulbous head pressed against the entrance of her throat. She groaned around it as she held herself there, gurgling on nothing but hard dick, then pulling back again at the feeling of Beidou’s fingers running through her hair.
“Fuck, your ass looks good from up here,” Beidou said without shame. “Sticking out like that - fuck, I can’t wait to see that thing bouncing.”
Mona didn’t like the degrading words while she was choking on cock - quite literally choking, because it was so damned big. However, her spine tingled to hear Beidou praising her body so easily, showing no respect for a woman like herself and just complimenting her crudely. Maybe it was the praise, maybe it was something else, but Mona didn’t hate it; and through it all she kept on rising and falling, her twin tails of hair bobbing lewdly as she sucked on thick dickmeat.
She groaned around it again and again as her head bobbed so awkwardly, struggling to work around the hard, thick dick. It was so massive that she didn’t know how to handle it, and she struggled to rise and fall along the thickness. Her cheeks swelled with each descent and her tongue fluttered as it was flattened beneath the weight of it, while her saliva bubbled up around it in wet heaps. It all slurped out from around her tightly-clamping lips and ran down her chin in wet waves, which, in turn, had eyes watering and running down her cheeks.
Strain rocked her as she slurped away at dickmeat, taking it into her mouth and between her lips with wet tugs and gurgles. She descended on the many engorged inches of cockmeat with awkward rolls of her head and difficult bobs, and the wet noises she made became increasingly lewd and sloppy by the moment. Saliva roiled around her mouth and down from her lips with each slutty descent, the head poking at the entrance of her throat to the sensation of prickling eyes, and as they watered and wetted her cheeks, she rose again - and again, and again, sputtering around the cock constantly.
Beidou groaned with approval, and that made Mona’s brain tingle. She was not sure why, but the way that Beidou expressed her gratification made Mona feel… oddly okay. It might have been a superiority complex or a praise kink, but something in it delighted her in spite of herself, and it all got more intense with each whorish descent of her head and sloppy suckling of the nine-inch girlcock. Her hands became slick with her own drool, gloves and skin all becoming thoroughly soaked, and all of that squelched out each time she moved and stroked.
“Fuck,” Beidou groaned. “Fuck - I ain’t waiting another second. Get up, cockslut - time for your ride.”
Beidou patted her lap, and Mona flicked eyes up. She didn’t have to ask; she saw what Beidou wanted with a glance, and it didn’t take Astrology to divine it. She wanted her to fuck her, ride her dick, and stroke it off with her insides. She wanted sex, and Mona, paid like some common street walking slut, had to do it. And, as much as she hated the idea of paying for her life with sex, the black-haired hydromancer pulled off the dick with a sloppy slurp, strings of drool hanging from her mouth in long lines, and moved to do exactly that.
She stroked the cock for a long moment and lathered her drool into the stiff cockflesh, and rose up hesitantly - only for Beidou to roughly grab her hips, spin her around like a toy, and slam her hand into the fat curve of her ass with a smack so loud it filled the entire room. Mona, eyes wide, instantly yelped, and the powerful woman behind her just laughed thickly as she swatted the flesh curve. She did it again, callously treating her ass like a plaything, and sent the flesh all rippling around like gelatin.
“Amazing,” she husked, groping the fat curves and bouncing it in front of her. “Ride me so I can see it bounce.”
“Y-yeah,” Mona stammered thickly, barely sure of what she was doing. “Uh, let me, uh, t-take this-”
“Don’t take this slutty getup off,” Beidou scoffed at once. “You’re like a bunny outta a gambling den; leave it on.”
Mona flushed. “But - but there are no -”
She yelped again as Beidou, without a care in the world, grabbed her skintight stockings and yanked, ripping a hole across them that revealed the white flesh of her ass in one single instant of tearing. She whined indignantly as she turned to look over her shoulder with fury in her eyes, then only squeaked as the brown-haired woman smashed her palm into the fleshy curve and sent it all bouncing upward.
“I’ll pay for replacements,” Beidou promised, and that shut Mona up quickly. Hands were set against her hips again to steady her, and the pirate husked. “Now, get riding, slut.”
Mona panted heavily as she was brought back and over Biedou’s lap, with the fat cock standing up tall and proud from between toned white thighs. She bit her lip and grabbed it with her now-wet hand and tried to keep it braced as she straddled the woman’s lap, making every possible effort to avoid thinking about the lewdness of what she was committing and attempting to just focus of the Mora she would be making. Neither, did she try to think about the massive, daunting pillar she would have to take, figuring it might break her open if she tried - and pushing that aside every time it came up.
“Y-yeah,” she stammered, lowering herself at Beidou’s strong dictation. “S-sure..”
The head poked against the length of her slit, and as the woman behind her groaned, Mona squeaked. She was wet, and was almost surprised by just how much she was; but she pushed that aside, too, as she settled herself above the big, meaty pillar. Staring down at the massive, daunting length, she bit her lip and held it tightly in her gloved hand, holding it steady as she prepared to dive down. A deep breath didn’t do much to steady her, and as Biedou’s hands squeezed, the Astrologist only had one course of action.
She sank down, and gasped immediately as the head pressed against her soft petals and shoved them along almost at once, peeling them apart with a slick wet noise. It rubbed against the pink before dragging into the tunnel beyond, attempting to peel apart the vivid, spongey folds. Mona whimpered at the feeling of it, and was shocked by just how big it felt - bigger than any cockhead she’d ever taken, that was for sure. She didn’t have much to do other than take it, however, and her hips dove down in Beidou’s grip just to satiate her.
Gritting her teeth, she squeezed eyes down as she settled on top of the massive, meaty pillar of cockmeat. She winced and gasped as the head of it pushed aside slick folds and started to jam into the tight tunnel beyond, spreading the pink all at once and wedging into the tight tunnel like the tip of a thrusting sword. The impaling length was shoved into her by the drop of her hips, and just an inch inside of her made her gasp powerfully; strain rocking through her to her very core, leaving her shuddering all at once. It was so damned big that it blew her mind, but Beidou just grunted happily and squeezed her hips demandingly.
“That’s it, cockwhore,” Beidou husked. “Fuck yourself on my dick.”
Mona could not even spare the thought of protesting her words as strain rocked her. She gasped and wheezed in the same breath as she was forced down, taking the cock into her too-tight, too-narrow insides in a rush of movement. An inch pushed through her, then another, the meaty girth spreading through the tightness of glistening folds and through the tunnel beyond. It felt like a veritable forearm inside of her, and her mind could only squeak at the intensity of it. Her spine shuddered and shoulders rolled as it continued by the inch, peeling out her insides and pushing into her at a determined, steady pace, leaving her feeling weak.
“F-fuck,” she squeaked under her breath, her entire body shuddering. She bit down on her lip strong enough to draw blood and shuddered again as her hips dropped, taking the cock into her at Beidou’s behest. Her hands gripped tightly and squeezed powerfully, solely to fight off the strain suddenly filling her insides. Struggling to brace the hard cock with her hands and take it inside of her, she groaned lewdly as her curvy waistline descended, sinking onto white cockmeat without pausing.
She couldn’t stop, not with Biedou holding her and groaning behind her. The woman wanted pussy, and Mona could only provide - even as it felt like she was being split open by it, her cunt stretched out so wide that it left her eyes watering. She groaned as she pressed down, wide, curvy hips descending onto the throbbing pillar of dickmeat, taking every eye-watering inch into her as steadily as she could. Mona was thoroughly stretched out around it in mere seconds, and as it kept on going, she felt so stuffed with dick that she did not even think it was possible.
“You are fucking tight, ” Beidou chuckled breathlessly. She grabbed her hips firmly and held steady as Mona descended, forcing herself onto the thick, turgid girth below her, stretching herself out to ludicrous degrees that left her whining. Tears collected in her eyes as she watched it enter her, filling her up like nothing more than a cocksheath. Her jaw felt weak as she forcefully fed dick into her pussy, and wide hips descended onto it at a pace that her mind simply could not keep up with. “Man, almost hard to think a whore as hot as you hasn’t been stretched out yet!”
Mona squeaked internally. “I’m - I’m -”
I’m not a whore, was what she wanted to say, but the feeling of the cock inside of her took control of her mind and made it hard to think. It was even harder to think when one of Beidou’s strong hands pulled back and smashed into the curve of her ass, sending it bounding off like a fleshy heap that left Mona groaning. Her hips spasmed and bucked accordingly, and insides tightened instinctively; Beidou groaned pleasurably to feel it, and the Astrologist whimpered.
“Fuck, now you’re even tighter, ” Beidou remarked with a laugh. “Like that, slut?
Mona, without answering, pushed her hips down even faster as Beidou laughed, and the cock was swallowed up by her slick insides. She shoved herself onto the hard slab of dickmeat simply because Beidou urged her to do it, and she gasped every single inch of the way; her snatch almost greedily eating it up simply because it had to, but it sent pleasant tingles rushing through her. It was just so big that she did not know what to do with it, and watering eyes left her cheeks wet and shining.
Another slap to her ass left her hips spasming, and Mona whined. She stopped all movement as intense trembles ran through her, and Beidou used that moment to tug on her curvy waistline. She urged her up, and like a pliant slut, Mona followed along with it. She didn’t know what else to do or how to move other than that, and she groaned as she rose up the eye-watering cockmeat, her insides flexing and grinding against it instinctively. Her hand squeezed down against the base she so pointlessly kept propped up, and feeling it almost glide past her fingers left her whimpering all the more.
“So big,” she groaned out, her mind utterly shocked into stillness by the feeling of it. It stretched her out so much she wheezed with each inch that was shifted through her, making flesh ripple with each slight movement. Rising up filled her with a strain that was almost numbing, and the petite girl could do little more than moan for it. “F-fuck…”
“That’s it, slut,” Beidou just huffed. “Stretch that tight pussy out. ”
Mona could not do much more than shove herself right back down, her ass waving and her hips falling as her cunt gobbled up girthy girlmeat. It was so hard and fat that it left her eyes watering, and with her pink walls swelling out, she groaned weaky. Her spine shuddered as insides squeezed down and clamped down hard, hugging the shaft so tightly that Beidou huffed with each movement. Her body tingled and her lips gasped as hardness drove through her surprisingly sopping depths, and with her pussy all filled up by meaty cock, she was left mind-numbed.
It was just too big, and moving down on it stretched her out more than she’d ever been in her life - and that was significant. She’d never taken anything like it in her entire life, and as Beidou groaned happily, she made a mewling sound of strain. Her spine shuddered and insides squelched wetly as she descended upon it, and groaned at the feeling of cock pressing against every wall all at once. She rolled her hips to just try and work off that stress, but it only made her moan all the harder - and with it, so did Beidou.
“Move those hips,” the dark-haired woman husked, and her hand roughly slammed against Mona’s ass once more. She squeaked as flesh quivered, and her elastic walls spasmed around the thick dick - an intense sensation that sent her mind shuddering. She’d never felt something like it before, and she groaned aloud to feel it. “Bounce on my cock, you pretty little slut.”
Mona did exactly that. It was entirely instinctive, her mind not knowing what else to do with such a big dick and a powerful woman behind it, and the sheer strain of it kept her head numb. She groaned out as she rose up and shifted herself along the many girthy inches, then dove back down with her wide hips and gobbled it all right back up with a wet slurping. She did not know how to move her waist in such a manner, but Beidou kept her under control and urged her along with her powerful hand - and Mona went with it.
She gasped, lips parted, and eyes wide, as she pushed herself back down on the thick, meaty dick. She could barely manage it, but she moved along as Beidou’s hand tugged, pulling on the wide berth of her hips. She was brought up the throbbing pillar, and wetness decorated the length below. Her hand left the shaft to set itself on her thigh and squeeze, attempting to do something as she rolled her stomach and shoved her insides full of stiff dick, roughly bouncing along it all for the sake of Mora.
She whined as she pushed herself down, taking cock into her tight pussy and utterly stuffing her folds full of it - then dragging up, leaving her insides fluttering and squeezing, and was shoved right back down by Beidou. She wanted an up and down bouncing sex session, a nice reverse cowgirl, and that was exactly what Mona did. It was without much thought, and it was almost natural for her. Awkward though it was, it was oh-so-easy to roll her hips and slam down on the many girthy inches with harsh drops, then pull up with wet, sticky sounds of her shifting cunt.
“Feels great,” Beidou groaned hoarsely. “Fuck - that’s it, slut -”
Beidou slammed her hand against her ass again, and Mona squealed powerfully, eyes watering. The flesh all rippled out from the point of impact and was all sent bouncing outward, one single fleshy cheek undulating with lewd movement, and the Astrologist could only squeak. Her insides tightened instinctively, and the captain let out a laugh to feel it - and the black-haired girl just dropped down even still, forcing herself onto the throbbing, meaty cock to the unmistakable approval of her temporary sugar-momma.
“Such a hot fucking ass,” Beidou grunted, and slapped it again. Mona groaned aloud to feel her flesh sent clapping so roughly, bouncing up in a high, harsh arc of rippling movement that left her spine tingling and eyes almost rolling. Her insides got painfully tight around it as she was forced to shove herself down, and gobbling up the many girthy inches had her partner moaning loudly and happily. “Nnnnghh… hard to find a girl with a good backside anymore…”
Mona should have felt degrading and insulted, but she wasn’t. Her mind was just too busy thinking as she slammed herself down on the big, thick dick, taking it into the tightness of her snatch at a thoroughly messy, awkward pace. She couldn’t just slam herself down on something so big, and there was lots of cock left between her legs to take into her. She didn’t think she could, but she kept on going, jamming herself down and feeding inch after inch into her tight, clinging depths.
She whimpered as she was forced to bounce in her lap reverse-style, and her eyes rolled more and more as she crashed down upon it. She could not believe the sheer hardness of it, let alone the incredible size. It was almost too intense to understand, and throwing herself down upon it, slamming it into her hot, clinging pussy again and again, left her almost feeling dizzy. She groaned and whined as she shoved herself down, her small body not at all capable of withstanding the harsh pace or the big dick, but forced to all the same.
She couldn’t do anything about it, either. She forced herself down upon the thickness at the behest of Beidou, and slammed herself onto the meaty shaft with broad sweeps of her wide hips. She gasped as the shaft pierced through her lush tunnel again and again, reaming out walls and forcing them out wide to eye-watering degrees. Hips rose and fell in rough arcs, taking the shaft into her pussy simply to please Beidou, moving solely because Mora was on offer and she would be paid for it - but with each moment that passed, she was left to whine more and more at the feeling of it.
“Bounce that ass,” Beidou almost growled, voice soaked with arousal. “Fuck, get all that moving - ”
She slapped Mona’s ass again, sending the flesh rocking out in a series of fleshy jiggles. The girl moaned at her touch and the sharp, stinging impact of her palm, and shuddered as it happened again. Despite herself, her insides got tighter with the heavy blows to her fat, jutting ass, all the skin rocking and wobbling as the woman behind her got into it - really into it. Strange thrills ran through Mona at each rough touch, and she bit her lip as her spine began to curve inward. Her downward descents became a little faster as a result, her drops a little headier, and moans filled the air.
“S-so big,” Mona whined to herself as she forced herself down on the thick, throbbing cock, eyes watering as it pierced her up. Her walls stretched around the dick as it was sent thrusting into her pussy of her own volition, hips dropped deeper and deeper. Her insides gobbled up the many hard inches with each movement her waist made, and it got deeper as Beidou slammed her palm into the white flesh and made it clap. “F-fuck…”
“That’s it, slut,” Beidou husked, speaking as if she liked the sound of her own voice. “Ride that cock; let me hear that ass clap. ”
They weren’t commands, nothing solid, just degrading, slutty words from a woman getting her rocks off with a slut. Nonetheless, the dizzy Mona slammed herself down hard and fast and did exactly that - ramming her ass down into her lap as her pussy was impaled on every last throbbing inch of creamy dickmeat, and her fat backside was sent ramming down into Beidou’s strong lap with sudden and muffled thumps of impact. The black-haired girl whined all the harder as strong, jarring shudders were sent rolling along her spine, leaving eyes watering and lips gasping.
“Just like that, you slutty little cockwhore,” the captain grunted, fingers digging into the purple of her leotard and slapping the fatness of her ass. Mona whined out at her strong touch and bent her spine whorishly as skin was clapped, and despite herself, enjoyed it. “Just like that -”
Mona, gasping, threw herself down again and again with almost needy intensity, ramming her ass down into Beidou’s lap. The flesh all squished down as a thick thwap filled the room, and her spine tingled fiercely to feel it. She whined with parted lips as she drew up the meaty pillar of cockmeat, then rammed right back down upon it to impale her entire sodden cunt on all nine inches at once. Her assflesh thumped against her lap as she hammered down, and it all visibly shuddered with each heady impact.
Her head felt dizzy as she threw herself onto the meaty dick, and her eyes watered fiercely. She didn’t think she’d ever felt anything like that before, and she wasn’t sure she ever would again - it was so big and thick and dense that it rocked her world, and her body drank it up. She didn’t think it would, but as she brought her ass down into Beidou’s lap with little gasps and groans, that was exactly what happened. Her spine curved more and her ass stuck out further as she dropped herself, hammering her latex-covered body onto the captain, and fucked her cock with her own sopping pussy.
“Love a whore that knows how to ride cock properly,” Beidou told her, and smacked her ass so hard it all wobbled in a frenzy - and Mona shuddered with satisfaction. She wasn't sure why, but something about it all filled her with a strange pleasure that was undeniable. Gasping, she let Beidou slap her ass as she continued to drop down, slapping her doughy assflesh against the firmness of toned thighs and impaling her sodden core with the wrist-thick dick without pause.
Panting, Mona kept at it - sharp descents, harsh drops, powerful rises, and the consistent application of powerful swats and smacks. It made her gasp all the more even as her skin clapped in sharp contacts, with the white skin forming a pillow for each brief moment she slammed down. As it rippled she was pulling herself right back up, tugging the cock out of her grasping tunnel, and then ramming it all back inside with a powerful wobbling of skin.
“Watching this all bounce is…” Beidou trailed off with a growl as she smacked her hand into the fat mass of assflesh, then used the other to do the same to the other cheek. She squished into it powerfully, fingers clenching down and just squeezing, digging in so deep that the skin all bent and bulged out around her palms. All of that squished out around her as groped, and the resulting steady, kneading movements left Mona feeling dizzy. “...Fucking fantastic.”
The rippling, jiggling flesh hammered down with soft, meaty impacts, the squishy flesh all pillowing out as she rammed into her lap, and Beidou grunted happily. As Mona rose she slapped it with a powerful sweep of her hand, and it all rippled even more violently for it. Loud, breathy gasps left the black-haired mage’s lips as she was manhandled, and her eyes watered fiercely at the combined assault. Her body felt hot and warm because of it all, and with each slap making her spine curve even more, each powerful descent making her core tingle all the harder, she was a gasping mess.
“Bounce it,” she was told, and Mona did just that - bouncing along again and again, dancing atop the thick, meaty pillar, her fat ass wobbling and rippling with every single movement. Though her small body lacked the strength for any of it, she threw herself onto the cock all the same; her hips working, rolling, and flicking, causing inner walls to bend, flex, and squish against the hardness of the dick, and juices bubbled up from between lower lip.
Her ass was mashed tightly again and again as she rammed down, and all of it quivered like a sponge. Gasps rose into the air loud and thick, and most were her own. She never thought she’d make such noises, but the feeling of her ass smacking against her toned thighs sent pleasant shudders through her spasming cunt and along her hot core. Each slap sent intoxicating surges along her stomach and up into her head, drawing out further mewls as she rolled and thrust backward; taking it inside of herself and making her backside bounce lewdly.
She didn’t know why she did it, but she did - again and again, to Beidou’s groaning delight. She was happy and content through it all, laughing and grunting with pleasure as her cock was stroked, and Mona kept at it. Her cunt was filled by hard cockmeat each time she moved, her ass clapping with each heady descent, and she felt like every inch the whore that Beidou told her she was. She was riding purely of her own volition, and each moment sent strange rushes through her body; and Beidou, somehow, knew it.
“You’re loving this,” she remarked as she slapped her ass. “Shit, do I love a slut that knows how to get off on a good cock.”
She grunted as hands returned to her waist, and Mona could only truly gasp as she was suddenly hiked up into the air by Beidou’s awesome strength. It was as easy as that, and her eyes went wide as she was lifted, pulled, straight up into the air as if it was a trivial thing, and then spun around. The cock was lodged inside of her the entire time, and Mona whined loudly as the walls of her cunt were all squished out by the rough grinding that came with such movement.
“But now it’s time for me to really get off, and I need to see this ass clap properly, ” Beidou husked into her ear, then, all at once, dumped her onto the bed on her hands and knees, forcing her down into a doggystyle position. Mona squeaked at the suddenness of it and her face flushed with heat, leaving her dizzy - and at the same time, the captain tore her cock free of her clamping insides and rammed her hand into one fleshy asscheek, almost as if she tried to use all of her strength for it.
Mona cried out, because she could do nothing more. The rough swat made her eyes water, and the flesh went red rather quickly. That was only a prelude, because when Beidou sunk her fingers deep into the squishy skin, her cock went ramming right back down - and it did so hard. She squealed as Beidou crudely slammed her cock into her tight pussy all at once, impaling her with all nine inches in one single instant, and the astrologist was left a squeaking mess. Eyes watered as her head tossed back, and the captain merely chuckled.
“Shit, you’re still tight,” Beidou said, hips sinking down. Rolling, her waistline flexed and sent her vascular slab grinding across her pink walls before brutally tearing it out, ripping it free in a single motion that dribbled with her arousal. “This is some grade-A pussy for real. ”
Roughly and brutally, Beidou rammed down again, instantaneously hammering nine throbbing inches of wrist-thick dickmeat into her sopping pussy. Her fingers curled into the threadbare bedsheets and her toes curled as her cunt was utterly, remorselessly impaled, and a squeal left her lips as she was stretched out. Beidou made it seem so easy, even when she was roughly tugging all of herself out to the sound of churning juices and rolling her bitchbreaker into a position to thrust forward again.
“Worth every Mora,” Beidou told her, ramming right back down again in a single thrusting movement that left Mona groaning. Her spine dipped and curved inward almost violently, her ass pushing up receptively, all as if her body wanted the rough, hard sex. “Best pussy I’ve had in a while, and this ass - ”
She slapped her ass hard, and as the flesh bounced, she hammered her many girthy inches inside with a solid, mind-numbing movement. Mona could swear she felt the dick’s head hitting her very womb, and the sensation sent a powerful electric surge through every nerve ending all at once - a sensation more intense than anything she’d felt in a long, long while. Feeling every vascular inch inside of her was dizzying, and then feeling it all tugged out with a powerful sweep left her practically drooling.
Mona was enjoying the way that Beidou was fucking her like a whore, turning her out like some common slut, and there was no denying it. The way that her cock rammed down into her tight pussy with a broad sweep of her hips sent strange gratification soaking into her brain, and her body instinctively offered itself up for more - and she got more with brutal downward swings and strong thrusts, filling her up to the very brim. Her spongey folds were quite literally smashed aside by the vascular shaft, and the sensation was so unlike anything she’d ever felt that she was hopelessly hooked on it.
“ Fuck. Fuck, yes.”
Beidou’s harsh growled were met with brutal swings of her hips, which sent her pelvis slamming against the fat ass in front of her with meaty claps and fleshy thwaps. Mona rocked forward from the strength of the blows, and it left her reeling - head spinning, spine shuddering, eyes rolling. She gasped as the plump curve of her backside was squished down into a flat, doughy heap, and whimpered as the head of a hard cock rubbed insistently against her womb. Her toes curled and fingers clenched down in the bedsheets, and every bit of her shuddered.
She was fucked with sharp, brutal impacts, the hard dick ramming into her at full force and hitting her ass with a fleshy clap. The pillowy flesh was mauled all for Beidou’s perverse enjoyment, and the forward slams left her whining through parted lips. She practically drooled as the cock reamed her out, her body not able to handle the never-ending forward slams that sent her backside clapping - the soft cushions of her butt quite literally bouncing time and time again.
“Too much!” Mona wheezed. “Too big!”
“That’s it, slut,” Beidou spoke right over her, barely listening. She slapped her ass and drew out another loud squeal, and groped the fat curve with powerful fingers. She kneaded it as she clenched down on the flesh, and the white skin pillowed out around her for a few eye-watering moments before another slap was delivered to the red skin. Whimpering, Mona’s eyes rolled up with strain while she was sent rocking forward, unable to handle any of it. “Moan for me.”
Mona squeaked and groaned more and more as the dick slammed forward, sloshing through her sopping, juice-strewn depths, fucking her harder than anything in her entire life possibly could. She’d never felt anything like it before, and the steady pounding of the meaty prick left her dizzy and numb in the best possible way. She gasped and drooled as her ass was used like a cushion, the skin clapping and bouncing at a constant, unending pace, all of which had her eyes rolling.
“Tell me how much you love my cock,” Beidou demanded in the next moment, and all Mona did was squeak and moan as she was utterly slammed full of cockmeat, pussy stuffed to the brim -
Then she squealed fiercely as Beidou, without a care in the world, grabbed hold of both tails of bluish-black hair, then brutally tugged. She hauled on her head as if her hair were the reins of a horse, yanked her neck into a painful curve that drew out a guttural groan. Eyes watered so hard she couldn’t see the ceiling she was suddenly staring at, and that set her off harder than she could ever have expected: insides clamping down and rhythmically milking the shaft, rippling against the hardness of a cock that was pounding her brains out.
“F-fuck!” Mona gasped, but that wasn’t what Beidou wanted to hear. She tugged on her hair like leashes and dragged her head back, and that set the girl off harder. Her insides tightened and gushed wetly, but all that thick, rushing arousal was churned by the rapidly pumping slab of cockmeat that hammered into her sopping slit.
“Tell me how much you like my cock, you little pig-tailed slut,” Beidou huffed, hips ramming forward into the perfect, heart-shaped ass, hitting it so hard that Mona’s wide hips nearly collapsed. Her entire body rocked on her knees violently, and she didn’t think she could remain upright through it.
“I - f-fuck,” Mona groaned, eyes watering and rolling while drool leaked from the corners of her mouth. She didn’t understand how any could move that fast with something so big, but Beidou did it easily. “I - I love y-your c-cock - “
“Of course you do,” the woman laughed, content and smug. Hips collided with her ass, sending it all shaking as she manhandled her head through the use of her convenient handholds of hair. “All you sluts do.”
“So b-big,” she groaned out lowly, breath misting out from between her lips. “S-so thick - !”
“That’s what I like to hear!” Mona’s ass rang like a gong as Beidou hammered into it, cock plunging through her tight pussy again and again. Juices bubbled up from over-stuffed folds as she jammed her up tightly, and the head of her shaft hit her womb like a punching bag. “Cute voice, hot ass, banging body, tight pussy - you’re worth every last Mora, babe.”
None of that should have been reassuring, but the objectification only set Mona off harder. She panted and whined as she was fucked absolutely silly by the hung captain from Liyue, and her body shuddered with each balls-deep impact that left her feeling dazed. Words washed over her and had her insides tightened, and that fueled Beidou’s pleasure. She happily rammed into her hot pussy again and again, almost making the bed rock from the sheer intensity of her thrusts -and rocking her even more violently still.
“Fuck, this is good pussy,” Beidou grunted, her words spilling out faster as she hammered down more and more and more, speed picking up violently. Her hands pulled on both tails of hair and kept Mona staring at the ceiling, and her eyes watered violently from the sheer strain of it. Whimpering and wheezing, the girl’s spine formed an even more violent inward curve to fold her nearly in half and take the brutal fuck-session. “Best I’ve had in a while. Fuck -”
“So deep!” Mona squeaked as the cock hit her cervix in the most mind-numbing strokes possible, and the constant pounding against her ass left it ringing like a gong. “So - so fucking big!”
“That’s it - moan for me like the little cockslut you are,” she husked, hips working hard and fast. Her dick slammed through her gushing core and impaled her slick pink insides over and over, forcing her pussy into a sheath for her cock alone. Everything sloshed and gushed, and everything was fucked totally silly with each machine-like thrust. “You’re a - shit, fuck, you’re so fucking tight around me -”
The one-eyed captain growled all the more feral as she sent her pelvis crashing into the fleshy curve of her ass in colossal, heady thumps, and the steady sounds of thwaps and plaps of bouncing assflesh filled the room - along with Mona’s slutty squeals, which were drawn out by the rough tugging of hair. They were pulled harder and harder, and her head was bent so far back she didn’t think it would ever bounce back into the same shape as before - and that honestly delighted her.
All of it was, against all sense. The feeling of being utterly pounded into mush, her head dizzy and dazed, and the thick sounds of gushing, slurping juices intoxicated her. She drooled as the dick hammered away at her pussy like a hammer in search of a nail and the ramming of hips rocked her like a doll, and eyes watered as her scalp stretched painfully by the harsh tugging. All of it filled her with a sexual bliss she’d never felt before, and Mona had no idea what to do but moan like a street slut.
“-Fuck, I can’t last in a pussy this tight,” Biedou moaned, and hips rammed hard. “Shit, I’m gonna enjoy painting this womb in white -!”
“W-what?” Was the only word Mona could offer, her brain so lost in a haze that formulating coherent sentences was nearly impossible. “I-Inside? Y-you - I - In - ah! ”
“Huh?” Beidou almost snarled as she smashed down into her with full, awesome force. “What, is cumming inside extra?”
“I-n - hah! - side?!”
“... Nngh… ” Beidou’s face clenched as she shoved her throbbing, spasming girldick into her pussy. “...Fuck, I can’t pull out of a pussy this fine. W-whatever, I’ll pay extra, but I’m dumping every last drop inside!”
Mona was barely coherent by that point. She was a wheezing mess, face teary and messy, skin flushed and red from friction, and the steady downward slamming left her utterly senseless; the words barely took hold except in the vaguest of senses, she squeaked and moaned like a whore - while Beidou grunted and fucked her, forcing herself balls-deep into the damp heat of her wet pussy with more and more pronounced strokes until she finally just rammed in for one final time.
Suddenly, intense heat bloomed in her pussy - heat so intense that it numbed Mona’s head even more. She didn’t think it was possible, but all of a sudden she had thick strikes of hot, gooey seed slamming into her cunt at high speeds, blasted forth from the heavy shaft that reamed her senseless. Immediately, she whined at the top of her lungs and shivered like a whore in heat as she was filled up by piping hot, virile Liyue cum, her pink folds washed through by the voluminous load.
“Fuck!” Beidou grunted, pleasure in every words. She held herself down all the way, burying every last meaty inch inside, and yanked on hair to the best of her abilities. “Take it, whore!”
Gooey cum washed through fluttering, spasming insides, bathing every slick inch in wet, virile heat. Wheezing, Mona shivered as she felt the hot seed wash against her cervix and spatter across the pink lining of her pussy, staining it all in the most intense of ways possible. Her pussy clenched down in turn as she was filled to the very brim in baby-batter, and she almost could swear she felt the thickness bombarding her womb, drowning the slender cavern in waves of hot, sticky warmth.
Mona’s mind was blank. Totally, utterly blank. There was nothing else there but cock-drunk sensation, and she swore her brain was melting out from between her ears as the swollen slab of cockmeat sent cum pumping into her at a rapid-fire pace; rope after rope of hot baby-batter stuffing her totally full. She cried out at the top of her lungs as she was utterly taken, and could do nothing but let the captain ride it all out; and she was happy to, in fact, her body loving every last moment of lewdness like it was as intoxicating as alcohol.
As she gasped and panted, she was stuffed up with baby-batter until the last powerful drop was pumped into her - and then Beidou was releasing her hair and slapping her ass, drawing out another strained whimper and sending Mona collapsing onto the bed. She panted there, breath misting out in front of her, as the cock pulled out of her pussy with an obscenely wet slurp, and cum was sent rushing down her thighs and onto the bed. The feeling of being empty was almost worse than being filled, but Mona could barely form a coherent thought. She was just a gasping, panting mess, and that was that.
“That was great, slut,” Beidou huffed, moving back from the bed all at once. The bag of coins was dropped down on the dresser, and Mona blinked lazily at it through tear-stained eyes. A few more Mora were dropped beside it, tinkling from her hand like rain. “Payment, and a few coins for the, uh, raw sex and the ripped tights.”
Mona just gasped weakly. “H-huh?”
“You really were worth every Mora,” Beidou told her, hands working on tucking her cock back under the outfit she’d made no effort to remove. She barely looked winded, and compared to the mess that was Mona, she looked pristine. “Definitely, one of the best lays I’ve had around these parts.” She chuckled. “Shit, if I wasn’t on a schedule…”
Biedou shook her head as she started to leave - truly started to leave. Mona stared, lips flapping, at the retreating form of the captain; her flushed, sore body panting there on the bed, unable to muster up a hint of strength either physical or magical. She was fucked utterly out of her mind, and every other thought she had was about cock. She still felt Beidou fucking her, slamming away at her, almost having imprinted the shape and brutal size of her dick into her body, and the young astrologist felt… hooked.
“Y-you’re leaving?” She stammered thickly, struggling to just speak.
Beidou laughed. It wasn’t cruel or cold, just amused. “Yep. Told you I’ve got places to be… what was your name? Mo- Mona, something? Whatever. I got places to be, slut.”
Mona stared. She wasn’t sure why, but she didn’t want Beidou to leave. In fact, she kinda wanted her to -
“But you were a good fuck, and that’ll definitely tide me over for a while,” the captain said, looking over her shoulder as she pulled on the door. “And, hey, next time I’m in Mondstadt, I might find you to tap that ass again.”
Beidou flashed a grin before she was gone in a wave of dark hair, and Mona was left staring at the freshly closed door. She could only stare, and her body couldn’t muster up the strength to move. She laid there, panting and drooling, cheeks a mess of tears and her hips quivering from the brutal bounding, and could only muse on how good it had felt. Better than any sex she’d ever felt, and if it had kept going, she might have felt really good. She didn't feel disgusted with herself, didn’t feel utterly objectified, and was only oddly satisfied with what she’d gone through.
She swallowed thickly and looked toward the Mora on the dresser. It was a lot, and that appealed to her - every shining, gold coin. Licking her lips, Mona slumped there, cheek flat against a messy bedsheet and her hazy eyes counting money with a lazy contentment, and she groaned entirely to herself.
Well, that was something, she thought. Good payout. And…. at least she got me this room to rest in. I don’t think I can walk at all…
She bit her lip. She didn’t know if it was normal for a prostitute to enjoy the sex, but she could not say it was bad. She couldn’t say that whatsoever, and seeing her payment for her ‘services’ was chased closely by how good it had felt to be pounded senseless.
...Damnit. I kinda wish she didn’t have to go...