Anon x Marina and Pearl (NSFW) (WIP)

“Humans … are amazing!” Marina moaned. I watched her with a grin, feeling sweat pour down my face. She furiously fumbled her hands behind her, trying to hold on to the edge of her record table for balance as my cock slammed into her time and again, pushing her body and making her huge, plump tits bounce with each thrust. The sight of those massive, dark-skinned breasts moving back and forth thanks to my force made my cock become more erect inside of her, and she could obviously feel this–her moans turned into a gasp of pleasure and surprise before returning to moans, begging me using single words. “Faster! Harder! Please!”

As I continued to pump my cock inside the overly-excited Octoling, I glanced over from the sound of a loud slurp. Pearl stood in the corner, watching us with a look of annoyance on her face. In one hand was a drink cup with a bended straw that she tried to drink from, but the loud noise said that she was just making noise for the sake of it. Her other hand was stuffed down her pink leggings, obviously teasing herself with two fingers–the thin spandex gave that away without leaving anything to the imagination.

“S-Stop looking at Pearlie! You’re fucking me right now!” Marina’s protest snapped me back to focusing on her, seeing the smile on her face. She bit her bottom lip as she looked into my eyes; the look she gave me was the single most seductive thing I had seen in ages. As much as I wanted to watch her tits bounce, I couldn’t look away from those eyes. When I felt her pussy begin to clench and tighten around me, I felt my orgasm start to build up–I sped up my thrusts and reached out with my right hand, grabbing one of Marina’s breasts and giving it a firm squeeze.

The soft, warm skin in my hand was as if I was squeezing a bouncing marshmellow; it felt as soft as a pillow. When I brushed my thumb over the nipple, Marina shivered; it was hard from excitement, and I could easily flick it by just moving my thumb back and forth. Her pussy clenched tighter around my dick as I teased the brown bud on her chest; I had no idea her nipples were so sensitive, but I could definitely use it to my advantage next time. If I had any say in it, there would definitely be a ‘next time,’ too. I may not know what I’m doing in Inkopolis, but if fucking Marina is something I can regularly partake in, I have no desire whatsoever to leave.

When Marina closed her eyes, I assume to focus on only pleasure and to ignore the world around her, I took the chance to once again look over at Pearl. The short Inkling had sat down in the corner, with her leggings pushed down to her ankles. She wore no panties that I could see, and with her legs slightly spread, Pearl was masturbating while watching the show I was putting on with her co-host. Pearl’s eyes locked with mine and she licked her lips as her hips started bucking. I brought my gaze to the floor, seeing a damp spot in front of her; she had cum once, and judging by the heaving breathing and very content look on her face, she was about to go for a second round.

“Yo! What you lookin’ at?!”

The sound of Pearl’s voice snapped me out of staring at the floor and back to her eyes. She gave me a stern look, raising an eyebrow.

“You gonna just watch, or you gonna fuck me too?” Pearl asked, snapping at me. While I had been watching her, I absentmindedly continued to fuck Marina; I looked over to see that the tall Octoling had passed out from the pleasure and lay down on her turntable, her breasts heaving and Marina breathing heavy from exhaustion. I pulled my cock out of her, seeing a light neon green color on the head; her cum, or to be more precise, her ink.

While I was looking down at myself, wondering if I should clean off as soon as possible, Pearl had made her way over to me. Luckily for me (and apparently frustrating for Pearl,) she didn’t have to bend down to reach my cock; it was at her eye-level. She leaned up and trailed her tongue up my cock’s underside, licking Marina’s ink from my shaft.