Wilheim Wilhelms Fantastically Erotic Adventures: Sat On Rin and Satorin Anonybody !Pr17GXUZvo 2013/07/12 (Fri) 03:06 No. 31579 ▼ File 13735983754.jpg - (831.29KB, 1257x980 , Satori is being eaten.jpg)
You are Wilheim Wilhelm, a mighty fine young man with some mighty problems. Your life was flip turned upside down when your father came back into your life and convinced you and your mother that he wanted you. Your mother encouraged and insisted you go with him and so you came to the New Continent. To make a long story short your father never actually loved you and apparently sold you to powerful touhoumon. Two of them in particular, as you found out recently.
It isn't all bad though, you've made some good friends who care about you in their own way...even if they do take sexual liberties with you. A lot of them.
Speaking of nice people taking sexual liberties with you, the Orin finally gave up milking you eventually and you were allowed to go and clean yourself, thankfully having the shower to yourself without having a round two in it. The Orin apparently isn't a big fan of showers. You cleansed and then dried yourself, dressing in new clean clothes before exiting the bathroom in search of Orin. You were supposed to go and meet your other owner, you might as well get on that.
And to that end, the Orin is standing next to a wheelbarrow and fully expecting you to get in. Granted, it's big enough to accommodate a couple people comfortably, but still. Wheelbarrow. "All ready to go~?" Also, is it just you or do mons seem to get really cheery after they milk you?
"...Yeah sure." You end up agreeing. You're not going to complain about a chance to ride and not have to march through a labyrinth of subterranean networks. You crawl a bit nervously into the wheelbarrow and shift around, trying to find a comfortable place to sit for the ride. You've seen weirder things than this really.
Yet ironically enough the inside is pretty comfy. A lot comfier than your love seat, that's for sure, and that's even after that Reisen fucked you upon it repeatedly. "Alrighty then!" You're given no further opportunity to think about it, given that the Orin pushing the cart is suddenly going a lot faster than you think is safe... Then she somehow vaults in with you to enjoy the ride right alongside you.
You squirm as much as you think is safe to as the Orin suddenly lands in the wheelbarrow with you and can't help but voice a question, "Uh...is this safe?" You asks nervously, snuggling up into the Orin for the comfort she provides you.
"Completely! It may not look like it, but this ol' cart's on a track now. That leaves me plenty of time to snuggle ya since this'll be my last chance before Lady Satori wants her share of ya~"
"...Oh." You respond as you wrap an arm around her and cuddle into her a bit more. Well, if it's safe and she wants to cuddle, you won't say no. It makes you feel better about going so fast at least.
She wraps her arms and tails around you just to make sure you stay nice and safe, and even gently nibbles your ear! Wait what.
"Hwawa-wa-wait a second...!" You squirm as she nibbles on your ears, now far less mindful of the danger as she tickles you terribly. Also it feels really nice.
"I'm sensitive there, so..!" You plead with her as you squirm around, rubbing your body against hers.
She just hugs you against her tighter, using her legs to trap you in place as she gleefully continues her gentle nibbling~
"N-nooooo..!" No matter how much you beg and plead she refuses to give up on your weak spot. You're like a turtle trapped on his back as a cat takes advantage of its situation. You hands reach and grope blindly, rubbing and squeezing her legs that she's using to keep you pinned back against her.
That just makes her want to tease you more. She releases your ear for a moment to talk. "Man, for all that moanin' you're sure enjoyin' this~ Maybe I ought to go one further..." She resumes nibbling your ear and you quickly find a long, hot, fluffy tail wrapping around your shaft...
"That's not-I'm not enyaaaaaaah~..." Your attempts to argue with her break off into a moan as her tail skillfully twines up around your shaft, snaking up from the base to the tip. Instincts kick in as you almost immediately submit, relaxing back into the Orin and ceasing your struggles, now squirming almost entirely in pleasure as she teases you. Your hands, for lack of anything else to do continue to rest on and squeeze her thighs.
Which is comically interrupted by a rather reserved, pink-haired girl with a bored expression on her face. The cart slammed to an abrupt halt when she stuck her foot out to act as a barricade, and peers at the both of you. Her eyes, however, shift to the Orin. "You've had your fill of him already. Isn't this being a little greedy?"
"But he's just so cute, I can't help it!" Her tail continues to pleasure you for the time being, but it starts to slow down as you see the pink-haired girl pull out a water bottle. "Aw, c'mon, is that really necessary?"
"Apparently." She spritzes the kasha mon, which causes her to scramble away from you like she had tasted Super Repel on your skin.
You come back to your senses reasonably quickly, rolling to the side to try and conceal your shame as you tuck and reset your pants into their proper position. Maybe it won't matter for long, but you still need to hang onto some of your pride. If you didn't have that, then...
You haul yourself shakily out of the wheelbarrow and up to your feet proper. You still use the wheelbarrow to steady yourself as you raise your hand in greeting to the somewhat intimidating touhoumon, "Ah...hello ma'am. It's a pleasure to meet you, and I wish it was under better circumstances."
The pinkette looks you over and nods once. "As do I. Truthfully I was looking forward to having you to myself, but it seems like that won't be completely possible." She takes your hand and leads you into the rather impressive mansion she owns. ...It seems she might not be showing all there is to her though, since if this place was designed by her and those huge stained-glass windows here her idea... "You were sold to a Last Word Reisen as well. Troublesome." She has her third eye trained on you, and it hits her that she's missed a rather crucial step. "My apologies, I am a Satori, and your people would designate me as a 'Last Word' evolution. Other mons around here merely refer to me as Lady Satori though. You are free to refer to me as you please."
"Yes ma'am." You agree with her as she pulls you along by your hand, a bit distracted by the sheer size and scale of this place. Geez, it reminds you of some of the pictures you've seen of the the weirder mysterious places in the world. Then again, this is a proper Underground so it's probably one too. A beautiful and grand structure like this kinda fits its Mistress, you guess.
She looks at you with her pink eyes, and spares you a small smile. "There's no need to be so uptight. I've seen into your heart enough to know you won't offend me." She continues to lead you along, past a surprisingly large group of other, more animal-themed mons. Sure, there's stuff like that Orin and a Chen hanging around, but then there's stuff like a Reimu with cat ears and tail and a Ran that looks like she's made entirely out of clear, purple goo. They all stare, but none of them dare jump you. "The scenario you're in is... hideously complex. I will not lie. The man who claimed he was your father has sold you twice, placing your ownership in the hands of two mons of relatively similar power. This can't go on."
"I desire you, as does that Reisen. I understand her feelings, yet..." She places her free hand over her heart. "I don't want to give you up now that I've seen into your heart myself." She continues to lead you along, taking you into a long hallway. "A compromise will have to be reached, but more importantly, your father still roams free. It's entirely possible that he may attempt to sell you more times than just twice." She closes the eyes on her head as she continues to think. "He is fortunate that he stumbled on me first. Had he attempted to sell you to me after selling you to that Reisen, he would not have lived long enough to return home."
"...I see." You don't really know how to respond to that fact. You know what your father's done and you're not happy about it but...he's your father. You're a horrible child if you don't care about them, aren't you? "Then, what is going to be done?"
You have to wonder what's going to happen to you. It sounds like there's going to be a compromise made, so...that's good, right? You don't want anyone to be upset or hurt because they couldn't have you.
"Yes, as much as it kills me to admit it, a compromise has to be made. As for your father... I know it is difficult, but the man is actively destabilizing the balance of power by writing checks he cannot cash, so to speak." Eventually she stops in front of a door that has her name on it, on a small gold plaque. She looks to you with a blush on her face. "You may not understand it, but you are a natural treasure to us. A pure gemstone among humans, despite the man who sired you. We would fight over you if it came to that."
You flush a bit at that and rub the back of your head nervously as you look away, not quite able to meet her eyes when she goes and says something like that, "Ah...geez. I'm not really anything all that special. I'm just a guy...except for my cooking." You admit. Your cooking is pretty special.
...Speaking of cooking, will they have weird ingredients down here that you don't have access to? Maybe whole new recipes!
...actually considering you never got around ot actually doing a full check of the underground storehouse, maybe you actually already have some in there? Hell spices, maybe.
The Satori smiles at your response. "It's fine if you don't understand. I can hardly claim to know all there is about humans either." She opens the door and pulls you in... before shooting a glowing energy bolt at the gooey Ran who apparently followed you up here. She ducked out of the way, but still looks rather hurt. "Later." Is all the Satori says.
The moment you saw the SlRan you immediately moved away from the area, spinning around the Satori and effectively putting her between you and it. You're from Metrocity. You know what that is. You know what they do. Slimes are bad news. Like, Skull and crossbones signs bad news.
...As the Ran disappears you realize you're currently crouched down behind the Satori, hands on her shoulders and peering out from behind her. You just...you guess she just felt safe and nice, so you kinda figured you should hide behind her skirts in the heat of the moment.
"Don't worry. She's actually perfectly safe to be around, she's just not good at holding herself back. A trait that's made the Ran species as a whole rather notorious." She shuts the door to her room and locks it, and makes sure that a rather specialized door sweep is in the way to stop the gooey Ran from intruding. "I will concede that she knows her stuff, though she doesn't understand the concept of letting her partner go. I've had to pry my Utsuho from her more than once and..." She blushes at this. "I've had to be rescued a couple times myself. She has no desire to dissolve us, just pleasure us."
"Yeah, okay...sure." You agree, feeling skeptical but not wanting to show it. You remember how close you came to it though. You'll never forget how that chase ended for them, and almost ended for you. Wait you...
...You're in a girls room. This is completely different from anything you've experienced before. Usually they just take sexual liberties with you in your room, or the kitchen, or the woods, or your basement or...
...anywhere but a girls room.
You can't really help yourself and you look around curiously. Are the legends of these 'girls rooms' true? Are they really entirely pink and frilly?
It seems that there's a brief flash of a frown on her face as an old trauma breaks through to your mind's surface, but she dismisses it for the moment. She wants to make it so you can't evade her. As for her room, it seems that it's actually relatively normal, if not loaded with bookcases and books. She even has a desk complete with blank paper, a set of pens, and a desk lamp. Is she a writer?
"Wilheim." Not that the mon gives you a chance to investigate too closely. She grabs you and pins you down on the bed, and trains her third eye on you. "You're hiding a great deal. Normally I would not bother with this, but your reaction to the Slime variant Ran was an unusual exception to your usual treatment of our kind."
"I suppose I am curious now. But at the same time, I suspect that you have never truly laid your heart bare to anyone."
She keeps you pinned with her whole body, and keeps all three of her eyes trained on you as she listens for what's beneath that cheery exterior of yours.
You bite your lip nervously as thought and memories bubble underneath your calm surface, wanting to surface as you shove them back down. She asked you a question though, you need to answer her properly. "Metro City is really industrialized, and that attracts, or creates some people say, certain kinds of touhoumon. We had a lot of slimes in the city, mostly on the outskirts or in the bad parts of town where police and trainers tended to not go so much. Sometimes you'd hear about someone going missing, usually a worker in the plants or someone fixing a sewer. Not everyday, but...not rare." You explain the situation to her, "So, we were always told every day in school how dangerous slimes were, and how we should always stay away from anywhere we knew or thought they might be." Hopefully, that explanation should be enough. You don't want...
Satori raises an eyebrow at that explaination. It feels like you skirted away from the truth, and more or less admitted it at the end. "You can't hide things from me, you know. I can read your heart like a book." She casually takes a length of one of the tentacles that leads from her third eye to her body, and slips that into your pants and meticulously wraps your cock up in it.
Your hips jerk up as she does that to you, "Ah! I, ah, okay okay, I'm sorry!" You plead with her, "I was playing chase-being chased by some boys from my neighborhood that were always up to no good and I was trying to get away before they caught me so I cut through an industrial area and they kept following me and we were attacked by a pack of SlChen! I saw them all get grabbed and completely take into the the mass of slimes but I managed to get away with losing a shoe and ran as fast as I could but they shot me with a poison sting and I kept running and...then I woke up in the hospital a week or so later." You admit it all in one big rush as she starts to tease you, trained in instincts telling you to give her whatever she wants from you.
There. You admitted it, to her. So now she's got no cause to push into any other stuff, right?
You have to admit though that her tentacle actually feels kinda nice, if weird. Almost leathery?
Warm as well. She starts to snake the tentacle around your cock almost as if she can't quite decide what to do about it. "Survivor's guilt. I could understand that, though I suspect that the victims may have been kept rather than killed. The vast majority of Slime variant mons are far more interested in keeping their food sources alive and comfortable than dissolving them. That sort of thing is reserved for... Less reputable mons." She doesn't let you escape her eye though, and she begins to read you again.
You shift nervously underneath her when you're not squirming in pleasure of her teasing you with those odd trailing tentacles of hers. "Ah, I see..." You're kind of a bit uncertain what to do right about now, because your hands are currently pinned so you can't nervously grope the mon taking sexual liberties with you.
The Satori keeps staring at you, unearthing piece after piece of trauma you've endured... "Your mother was unkind to you as well. Distant, piled her problems upon you, and treated you as a tool to be discarded." She frowns upon seeing those memories, and tightens her tentacle on your cock. It's not hurting you, but it's making the heat and texture apparent.
"Nnnhrah..." You try to speak as she tighten around you but you just can't manage it immediately as she robs you of your ability to speak, "I'm...she wasn't that bad." You try to defend her, "She just had circumstances, is all." She never hit you.
...Not when you hadn't been acting in a way that made you earn it.
"I don't think you're telling the truth." She starts to stroke your cock proper with the tentacle in question while narrowing her eyes. She doesn't believe your defending of your mother, and even less that you truly believe that you want to defend her.
You groan in pleasure as she starts her ministrations, savoring the feeling of her warm, rough tentacle pumping slowly up and down your shaft. You don't think you've had something like this done to you before, at least not exactly. "I don't know what you're talking about." You try to insist as firmly as you can, which isn't very much at all really. Between the Satori's masterful prodding and stroking and your own state you've been in lately, you're not exactly up to the task of denying things very well.
The Satori leans down and starts to lick the tip of your cock in addition to the stroking, clearly not content with your dishonesty.
It becomes quickly obvious that the Satori's skillful tongue is good for more than just cutting to the heart of the matter with words as she licks you into an obedient mess, the trained instincts in your mind warring with other, older thought patterns as her tongue wipes them all away. You pant softly as you feel an orgasm coming on, "He-hey, I'm going to..." You try to warn the Satori before she gets a face full of sticky white stuff from you.
The Satori responds by taking your tip into her mouth and sucking down your cum, taking the time to clean you most of the way but allowing her spit, a little of your cum, and most of your precum to remain so any movements after this would be quite... Noticeable. "I'm not sure if you're trying to lie to me so much as you're trying to lie to yourself at this point."
You breathe heavily as you lie on your back, exhausted from running mental circles around yourself as she worked your over and broke down your resistance. "...what do you want from me?" You croak finally, feeling miserable despite how good you feel physically. Why can't she just be like the other touhoumon and take her liberties with you and then eat a meal and then take more liberties and then go on her way or pass you off to another one.
"For you to be honest with yourself." She then lays on you and hugs you to her, though she doesn't stop kneading your cock, so to speak. "And why? Because I can help you like no one else can. You won't lower your guard for anyone else, but you can't even raise it against me. I care about you, whether you believe me or not."
You bite your cheek, the pain blocking you the response to wrap your arms around the girl and give her what she wants for the moment, "...I never asked for this." You try to sound firm and tough, but it doesn't really work very well when she knows she's got you wrapped around her pinky finger, does it.
"People never ask for what they need, only what they want." She whispers into your ear.
"...F-fine!" You try to choke it back, "They never loved me! My mother never loved me! My father never loved me! I wasn't wanted by the people who gave birth to me and shouldn't have been born! Are you happy now!?" Repressed emotions, primarily fury and pain, come swarming up out of your heart after the dam bursts.
That's when she places one finger on your lips to silence you. "Yes. You finally said it to yourself." She then kisses you on the cheek. "But you're wrong on one count. You should have been born. I never would have met you otherwise." What must be the most painful about hearing her say that is that she's sincere.
"Th...that's..." You're trying not to tear up now but that's...that's...that's just not a fair thing to say to you like this! Your arms burst free from their position pinned and wrap around the Satori, hugging her against you fiercely as you bury your face in her neck, trying to not show just how much she managed to affect you with that one sentence. This girl is just...what did you do to meet so many nice people?
Of course, she only needs to turn her third eye on you to know how much of an affect she had, and she simply pets your hair while you let all those feeling out. She knows that she isn't the only one who feels the way she does, but you needed to hear it from her because she was perhaps the only one who could break down the wall you kept up around your heart. "Some people say that karma has a way of setting things right in the end. I'm not sure I believe it myself, but I do know that I will work with that Reisen to ensure that you're only treated with kindness from now on."
But there's one more odd thing. Out of all the things she's doing, she's not taking any further sexual liberties with you. In fact, she's slipped her now wet tentacle off you and is just snuggling you. No molestation, no sex, just pure feelings.
Maybe, just maybe there's one last thing she's trying to get you to do.
In fact, she uses her superior strength to do something unprecidented to you. She puts herself on the bottom and you on top. Her grip on you is loose, and you could slip away if you wanted. But she's right there, you're still hard...
"I did see one other thing. You're not sure about how my kind really feel about you, are you?" She smiles at you, continuing to blush that sweet blush of hers. "All my kind has done is force ourselves on you, never giving you a choice." She pets your head once more. "So Wilheim. What will you do?"
"..." You're...not really sure what to do here. I mean, you know what you think you want to do and you also know what your body wants you to do, so you...
You reach up and start to pet her head like she did to you. "You are a nice lady." You tell her, a bit unnecessarily since she can read your heart and all that apparently.
You scratch around her headband especially. She's such a nice lady you...well, you guess you want to make her feel good herself, really.
She smiles in response. "You're getting there." She's having to fight back against her urges quite hard now, considering you're being so dense and cute at the same time. "Isn't there anything you want to try, though?"
...Well, I mean...she is offering and you've never really been able to do it before...so...
Your hand slides off of her head and slowly moves down her body as your other hands to join it over your chest, coming to rest on her breasts as you give them an experimental, gentle squeeze. They're nice and soft, and you can feel something with a different texture pressing into the palm of your hands as you move them in slow circles.
...You know, this is kinda fun.
You can tell the Satori's having to hold herself back now, but she's content to close her eyes and moan as you rub her breasts. You can feel her nipples perk up and poke your hands as you work.
You notice her response to your actions is a positive one and try to adapt them, changing how you treat them based off of her reactions and trying to see just what gets the best response out of her. This really is fun, isn't it? It's kinda weird to not be on your back being made into her toy though. Curiously, you try something on the nipples since they seem to be the most sensitive and give them both a little pinch and tweak.
She squeaks when you do that. Squeaks and moans and squirms under you, enduring a rather torturously large desire to fuck your brains out for the sake of proving to you that her kind aren't just using you.
A thought occurs to you, one that almost certainly sends thrills and chills as it reaches the Satori.
...You have to wonder what she tastes like. Driven by this urge and your instincts responding oddly to the situation, you bend down and give the Satori a kiss before slowly moving down her body, showering her with kisses as you make your way down her chest, her abdomen and slowly move your face into position over her groin, your lips hovering just an inch from her dripping wet entrance. Your tongue pokes out interestedly, and runs up her entire slit. This taste...
Is it...
...strawberries, but also something else.
Intrigued, you press your lips against her slit in a sort of kiss as your tongue snakes out of your mouth and moves in circles, teasing her exterior before you locate that odd little nub and suckle on it eagerly, wrapping your arms around her thighs to keep you in place.
She continues to moan and squirm about until you finally reach her slit, at which point she practically bucks her soft, wet womanhood into your face in approval as you start to lick her. She wraps her legs around your head, gently mind, to hold you there because you're doing such a nice job with this and she really needs you to keep doing that. Especially that clit-sucking thing. And that pussy-kissing thing. Both are really nice and she gets even wetter when you do them.
You take her actions as the signs of approval that they are and continue to suck, kiss and lick her sensitive slit and clit, eagerly lapping up any juice she spills as you work her over. But it seems like you won't figure out the taste from just the outside, so...
You shift your head as much as you can manage to realign your mouth and your tongue snakes out against, sliding out and finding her entrance. You probe gently a few times to gain traction before you push forward, sliding into her easily and wiggling your tongue about in a way that's gotten good responses before. You delve deep and eagerly into her, savoring her sweet taste as you gulp it down again and again.
That practically causes her to melt, as she's no longer putting up any real effort to hold you to her pussy, meaning her long, soft, warm legs are just kinda hanging on your shoulders as you explore her insides with your tongue. She's practically drooling at the sensation as well, and seems to be putting out plenty of nectar for you to lap up.
You keep working her over, enjoying how she obviously is enjoying your actions. Also, you're getting to drink in more and more of that delicious tasting nectar. You're certain that it's strawberries, but you just can't get the other part of the equation down. So you delve deeper and faster, twisting your tongue around and rubbing up against every part of her insides as the tip of your tongue finds and teases a rough patch in her pussy.
She can't take too much more of that, and her pussy starts to quiver and shake as she feels an orgasm well up inside of her. It doesn't take her too much longer before she cums, practically drenching you with her nectar before relaxing completely.
You eagerly lap down the nectar she spills out for you, sucking happily on her dripping cunt and swallowing it down. There, that's the flavor!
She tastes like strawberries and cream!
You set about cleaning her up helpfully, with your tongue. Eventually you're satisfied with your job and pull back, feeling a bit bashful for once in your life. You're expecting it any moment now, but...
"...Thank you." Speak up, managing to look Satori in the eyes despite how embarrassed you feel. It was...nice. This was a good change.
She's gripping the sheets even as you say so, and while she's calmed down a bit you know full well she's still having to fight back some very strong urges. "You're welcome~ I knew you needed a chance to do things on your own, though if I may be frank you should go further than that next time. I'm not sure I can hold myself back like that twice." She sounds a bit apologetic at least.
"...Further? Oh!" You become even more embarrassed. You hadn't even thought about that, and how she would want you to, ah, come inside of her. "I'm sorry...do you...still want to do it?" You ask shyly, revealing that you are, in fact, still completely erect and you enjoyed what you did almost as much as she did.
"More than you can imagine~" She's even spread her legs for you, and her sweet-smelling sex is just inviting you to dive in proper.
......
Someone send help I got my drama mixed with my smut.