06: Beast Bang I: Tiger & Phoenix [BB, Hiroto]
BB wasn’t in the best mood as she returned to her hotel room, as was always the case whenever she found herself being forced to do more work as a field agent for GLYPH. With the past few days’ missions done, she was now essentially free to go back home to Breaker Bay, though as much as she wanted to fly back ASAP, she was pretty tired, and also in the mood to get fucked – both good reasons to return to the hotel.
Her chosen partner to get fucked by tonight was Hiroto – a fellow field agent who’d just started working for GLYPH a few weeks ago. She’d largely ignored him while working, too caught up in her annoyance at the field agent work to pay attention to anything other than getting the job done so she could go home, but once she’d settled on finding a guy to sleep with, she realized he was a pretty good pick. Tall, fit as hell, handsome. He was a bit of an annoying goody-goody dumbass, but she could ignore that. After all, this wasn’t a date, it was just a fuck. His personality didn’t really matter much.
The second BB stepped through the doorway into the hotel room, her hands were peeling away at her clothes – tie, jacket, button-up, slacks, all of it. It wasn’t her style and she never felt comfortable wearing it, but that was the GLYPH uniform.
Hiroto, walking in behind her, had his eyes immediately drawn first to the white tiger tattoo emblazoned on her muscled back, and then down to the fat, round booty right beneath it. “Holy hell…”
BB glanced over her shoulder at him. While she always enjoyed having people drool over her perfect booty, she wasn’t in a good enough mood to really revel in it now. “Oi. Hurry up and strip already, dumbass. I don’t got all fuckin’ day.”
“Ah, right!” There was a flash of annoyance in his eyes at her harsh words, but he tried to hide them with a cute, enthusiastic smile. BB had caught a few moments like that while they’d worked together, and figured he was probably faking the annoying positivity. Lame.
When his jacket and shirt came off, she did find herself biting down on her lip, admiring the juicy pair of pecs and the well-sculpted abs that greeted her. Yeah, he was a good pick to get the job done, it seemed.
She impatiently pushed him onto the bed, and reached down to unbutton and unzip his pants. “Damn, yer slow.”
“Heh, my bad!” he replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “I was just tryna build up to it nice and slow or whatever, heheh. I know a lotta girls prefer it that way.”
“Well I don’t,” she said, gripping his pants and underwear in her fingers and tugging them down harshly. “So don’t- WHOA, BABY!”
As soon as the clothes were peeled down to Hiroto’s thighs, the longest, fattest, prettiest cock BB had ever laid eyes on sprang up, the meaty underside of the shaft slapping firmly against her tummy.
BB’s eyes went wide, and her jaw dropped. “Hot fuckin’ damn, bro, why didn’t you tell me you were packin’ a fuckin’ baseball bat down here?!”
Hiroto raised a brow, and glanced down at his underwear and pants. “Huh? There was a baseball bat in there?”
BB was too transfixed by the himbo horsedick in front of her to even process the stupid-ass question he’d just genuinely asked. She tried closing her mouth, but the amount of drool spilling out prevented that from happening.
With a manic little giggle, she reached down and grabbed two firm handfuls of cock meat. Her hands looked so tiny wrapped around his dick, and there was so much more of it left untouched.
“Ooooh, baby, this is gonna be a fun-ass night after all!” she squealed, lifting her body up and positioning her pussy over the tip of his dick.
“Uh, you don’t wanna, like, warm-up with foreplay or somethin’ like that?” Hiroto asked.
“Psssh, I don’t need yer mouth – I need this fat fuckin’ cock in me, goddammit!” She began to slide down, her pussy wrapping itself around his dick one inch at a time. BB rarely struggled to take dick, even without getting especially aroused beforehand, but this thick titan was proving to be a formidable foe. As much as she wanted to swallow it all in one go, that just wasn’t going to happen.
But getting to enjoy the sensation of it pushing into her nice and slow was a pleasant change of pace. She let out a long, slow groan as she did, her teeth pinching into her bottom lip as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.
Hiroto, meanwhile, was finding the slow insertion agonizing. As committed as he was to his new fake good boy hero persona, he was finding it more and more difficult to keep the facade up. For one, BB had been pretty rude and obnoxious inviting him over, which bugged him. But even worse than that – she was one of the hottest women he’d ever seen, and he wanted nothing more than to destroy her. He wanted to drive his cock into her and break every one of her holes, he wanted to sink his teeth into her juicy tits, and most of all, he wanted to bite, squeeze, and slap the shit out of her amazing ass. He wanted to dominate her, tell her off for her attitude, and treat her like a fucktoy.
But he did his best to fight off those urges. It would be one thing to drop his hero act around a one-night stand every now and then – he was going to be frequently working alongside BB for the foreseeable future. While the two hadn’t known each other long enough to get a strong bearing on the other’s personality, even a moron like Hiroto could tell that she would absolutely spill the beans if he were to show her his real personality, and that would probably kill his whole chance at changing.
“Fuuuuck…” he hissed through gritted teeth, fingers digging into the bedsheets so tightly that he tore holes in the fabric. She was still sinking down his cock, her skin was starting to blush, and her breathing was getting ragged enough to have her chest heaving, making her tits look even more delicious and fuckable than they already were. This was gonna be a tough night…
Finally, BB made it all the way down, and her ass returned to his thighs. Both of them let out a satisfied groan in unison.
BB reached up and ran her hands through her hair, wiggling her hips around to manipulate his cock into digging around inside of her a bit. “Ooooh, tiger, this is the best goddamn dick ever!”
“Heh…You feel amazin’ too, Beeb,” Hiroto replied.
With a big toothy grin, BB set her palms against his abs, and slowly leaned forward, pushing her hands up along his torso to feel every curve of every muscle. Her tits soon followed, pressing down onto his body, earning a hungry twitch from his dick.
She planted her face against his chest, taking one of his nipples in between her teeth. He hissed as she tugged on it, and one of his hands shot down, grabbing her ponytail. Just as he began to tug harshly on it, however, he caught himself, and tried to turn the gesture into some kind of gentle caress.
BB caught it, though, slithering up until her face was right above his.
“You still tryna act like a boy scout around me, tiger?”
“Uhhh…Whaddaya mean?”
Smirking, she settled her hands on his shoulders, pushing her torso up. “When I fuck, I like to fuck hard, and rough. And especially when I get to fuck a dick like yers, I got no interest in doin’ it slow and polite, ya got that?”
Before he could answer, she began riding him, throwing her ass up along his shaft forcefully, and slamming it back down into his lap even more so. In between her moans, she smiled at him like a savage animal toying with its prey. “I don’t care if ya wanna keep pretendin’ yer nice, but yer gonna fuck me like a goddamn animal, ya got that, tiger?!”
Hiroto’s hands instantly flew up and clasped around BB’s tits, squeezing them roughly in their grip. While he didn’t answer her verbally, that was enough for her. She cackled and bucked her hips along his cock even harder, glad to see he got the memo.
After thoroughly squeezing and tugging the fuck out of her soft boobs, Hiroto’s hands then reached around to her backside. Each hand grabbed as much booty meat as they could – but even they couldn’t claim all of that territory.
Hiroto’s left eye began to twitch as he took in the amazing feeling of BB’s butt in his hands. Both cheeks were so goddamn big, so goddamn round, so goddamn firm, and so goddamn soft. He’d never felt anything like it. And while it was pretty much impossible to hold onto them both, he made do, turning her butt into handles he could use to pull her body down onto him with. At the same time, he thrust his hips up, intent on driving the full length of his meat into her pussy with each stroke.
“FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” BB screamed, throwing her head back. Her walls clamped tightly around her new favorite dick as her first orgasm of the night came. Her entire body trembled and quaked as she rode through what might have been the strongest climax of her life thus far.
Hiroto followed suit not long after, pumping the fattest load of cum his balls had produced in his life thus far into her, burying it so deep there was no chance any of it could even leak back out of her.
But neither stopped there. While they might have with any other partner, both seemed to have this sixth sense that it was okay – no, mandatory – to keep going and not let up for a second.
BB reached up with one of her hands, taking one of her breasts into its grip. As she resumed bouncing up and down Hiroto’s dick, she pushed her nipple in between her lips, maintaining eye contact with her partner as she slurped on her own tit.
“Holy hell…” Hiroto groaned at the sight. He took his hands off of her butt and moved them up to her back, tugging on it until she was leaning over him. He grabbed her other boob and brought it into his own mouth, sinking his sharp teeth into the flesh, prompting a pleasured hiss from BB.
He took the reins on the sex for the next few minutes, thrusting so hard up into her that his balls were slamming into her like a hammer. BB giggled into her boob as she enjoyed the frantic fucking, before releasing her nipple from her mouth to say to him, “Attaboy, tiger~ Fill me up again! I can feel how heavy yer balls still are – I know ya got another hot load for me!”
And that he did. A second full stream of jizz flooded inside BB’s pussy, as if the first one hadn’t happened at all. BB mewled as she felt the warmth, nibbling on Hiroto’s ear as he held her in a tight embrace.
Once he was finished, his huge hog flopped out from her pussy, slapping against the inside of her thigh. There was so much fluid coating it that it left a thick wet splotch against her skin as the two made contact.
“Heheh,” BB giggled, looking down at Hiroto’s face as he gasped for air. “Not bad, tiger~ Ya lasted a lot longer than most gu-”
Before she could finish, she caught a strange sight out of the corner of her eye – the red bird tattoo on the back of his right hand began to glow bright crimson. She could also feel a very prominent heat bubble up within his body from head to toe, and with her lying on top of him, that warmth spread to her as well. She was about to ask what that was about, when his cock, now just as rock-hard as it had been before they started fucking rose up, standing tall and proud between her thighs.
It was now Hiroto’s turn to smirk. “Hey, we’re not done yet, are we?” His hands smacked down onto her big bubbly buttcheeks, fingers spreading them apart until she could feel her asshole exposed to the air of the room. “Still got another hole to fill, right?”
That night, BB learned of Hiroto’s special power – the himbo hunk somehow had the ability to rejuvenate himself after every single orgasm, his dick returning to full hardness each time. Not only that – his balls seemed to refill with a full load of cum, too. No matter how many times he came, he was able to spray an insane amount of jizz, whether it was in her asshole, across her abs, over her pretty face, or down her throat.
And Hiroto learned that BB was the real fucking deal. She talked a big game, and lived up to every braggadocious claim. Never before had he fucked a girl who could handle getting drilled by his horsecock as many times as she did, and one who could even physically wrestle control from him and take charge every now and then.
And that was how the two were still fucking hours later, long after BB originally planned to be asleep to get enough rest for her flight the following morning, long after they’d broken the hotel bed and left cracks in the floors and walls, and long after their neighbors in the adjacent hotel rooms had gotten turned on and masturbated to the sounds of the sex.
The eventual final round found the two once again in prone, which had proven to be both of their favorite positions. BB was completely sprawled across the bed, having lost the strength in her body to keep herself propped up on her hands and knees. Her hands clawed at the ripped-up hotel bed sheets, and drool spewed from her wide-open jaws with each thrust.
Hiroto still had enough energy to keep himself up and pump his dick into her, but he found himself fading, momentarily blacking out for a few seconds every now and then. The only thing keeping him awake was getting to see BB’s butt ripple as he fucked her – somehow, that never got old.
“Fuuuuuuck, tiger, you have the best goddamn dick ever…” BB groaned, her voice muffled from the pillow her face was buried into.
“Heh, th-thanks…” Hiroto responded, his voice as hoarse as his dick. “Yer ass is fuckin’ amazin’…”
“Mnnnngh…Spank it, again…”
He slapped his hand against her buttcheek, though it was admittedly a pretty limp one.
BB looked back into his eyes. “Ha…harder than that…c’mon ya…little…bitch…”
Irritated at the insult, he grit his teeth and called forth whatever strength he had left in his arms, channeling it into his open palm. “Fine…Take it, Beeb…!”
He brought his hand down one final time, with a clap loud enough to sound like a gunshot to every other guest sharing the hall. BB screamed in pleasure, feeling her final climax of the night hit her in sync with Hiroto’s hand.
Hiroto’s arms gave out then, and his torso fell onto her back. He couldn’t really even thrust his hips anymore, both from exhaustion and the awkwardness of the position he found himself in. But that didn’t seem to matter, as the suckling and slurping of BB’s pussy walls was enough stimulation to milk one final burst of cum from his balls.
After calming down from her orgasm, BB mumbled something at him, but it just came out as a tangled mess of guttural grunts. Hiroto laughed at the silliness of the way it sounded, but he passed out before he could say anything back.
The next morning, as she scrambled to shower and get ready to head to the airport, BB took a second crack at the final words she’d told him the night before, making it clear that she wasn’t interested in a relationship, and just wanted to be fuckbuddies.
Hiroto was fine with that (who wouldn’t be satisfied with the prospect of getting to regularly fuck BB, after all?). She sucked him off one last time as a little memento before hurriedly leaving for the airport. Hiroto, now having to go back to embodying his faux good boy persona after the enjoyable reprieve the night before, sighed, cleaned up, and got to work repairing the damage the two had done to the hotel room.
And so, both beasts left that first sex session satisfied and in a much better mood, as they realized they’d finally found someone who could actually keep up with them in bed.
