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"Excellent work today, très bien."
Mitsuru, wealthy industrialist and leader of the Kirijo Group, looked over her sea of Shadow Operatives. Each of them are elite agents, tasked with hunting down Shadows and dealing with Persona-related incidents. They had completed yet another successful operation, suppressing the Shadows before the public could become aware that there was an incident at all.
She looked down upon them with pride and a firm resolve. With her tactical acumen and their combat skills, there was no mission they could not accomplish. While the former members of S.E.E.S. were the upper echelon of the group, the rank and file members were no slouches. They could pull their weight and then some. Which meant that those who stood out either did so exceptionally, or as sore thumbs. Case in point...
"Amamiya!" she shouted at her assembled troops. The man in question snapped to attention.
"Ma'am!" Ren shouted back, alert and ready for address.
"We need to discuss your performance today." Her eyes were cold. Her voice was colder. "My office. Five minutes." She turned her gaze back to the rest of her operatives. "The rest of you: Dismissed!"
A resounding, "MA'AM!" boomed from the assembled troops. With a flourish of her fur coat, she marched away. The operatives all relaxed, most of them talking amongst themselves and filing out of the assembly hall. A handful stuck around for some playful ribbing at Ren's expense.
"Tough luck there, rookie!" One man said, clapping him on the back.
"Don't sweat it," said another. "You're not the first of us she's chewed out and you won't be the last."
"Just try not to take anything personal," one of the women said. "I've been on the receiving end of a tongue-lashing from the Ice Queen, and let me tell you, she does not hold back."
"Oh yeah?" laughed a third man. "Tell us more about her tongue!"
"Fuck off, Kurusu," the woman shot back.
Ren took their jabs in stride. "I'll see you guys on the other side then," he said, walking towards Mitsuru's office. "If I survive." That earned him a hearty round of laughter from his coworkers and peers. They waved him off, wishing him luck.
But the former leader of the Phantom Thieves didn't need luck.
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Mitsuru grunted softly, her body arching into the rhythm as Ren's thick cock thrust in and out of her tight pussy. His hands gripped her hips tightly, holding her steady while he pounded into her. Her long red hair cascaded down onto her desk, swaying with each powerful thrust. Her breathing was labored, punctuated by moans and gasps of pleasure. Despite her best efforts to maintain composure, there was something about Ren's touch that always managed to bring out the animalistic side of her.
"More... Harder..." she moaned, her voice trembling with desire. Her eyes were half-closed, lost in the euphoric haze of their intimate connection. Mitsuru felt alive, alive in a way she hasn't felt since her father's passing. She loved these moments... these stolen moments of release from her responsibilities and duties.
She hadn't planned on falling for anyone in particular, let alone one of her subordinates, but Ren... he was different. Something about him made her heart race, and her insides melt. Despite knowing better, she couldn't resist him.
Ren smirked, his eyes flashing with a mix of lust and triumph as he slammed into Mitsuru harder. He loved this, loved the feeling of owning her, possessing her. She was his boss, the one who was always so uptight and in control, but here, in his arms, she was nothing but a trembling mess of desire.
"You like that, don't you, Ma'am?" he growled, thrusting deep into her. "You love having my cock inside you."
Mitsuru gasped, her pussy tightening around him. She tried to deny it, but the truth was clear on her flushed face. She did love it, loved feeling so out of control, dominated by this younger man.
"Yes... I love it," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. "Fuck me, Ren... please, don't stop."
He laughed softly, continuing his relentless pace. He could see the tension building within her, knew she was close to her release. And he intended to make sure she got there.
Ren's thrusts became more urgent, his hips pumping faster as he felt Mitsuru's inner muscles clamp down on his cock. She was close, so close... and so was he. He couldn't resist any longer, the need to claim her completely overwhelming him.
With a loud groan, he thrust one last time, burying himself deep inside her. His cock pulsed, filling her with his seed as he held her tight, their bodies shuddering in unison. For a moment, they were locked together, the only sounds in the room being their heavy breaths and the beating of their hearts.
As they recovered, he ran his hands down her soft curves. Despite topping her, Ren was fully aware of the rules in play. He could touch her, squeeze her, feel every inch of her incredible body. But if he ever struck her, whether across the face or the ass, he would never see the light of day again. No matter how much she gave herself over to him, she was always the one in charge.
He pulled out, watching his seed flow out of her. Impregnating one of the most powerful women in Japan gave him no end of thrills, but she had already informed him of her protections in place against that. Still, it was nice to dream.
Cleaning himself up with a tissue, he looked down at his boss, still lounging on her desk. Pulling up his pants, he asked, "How much longer am I supposed to be one of your rank and file?" It was the biggest point of conflict between them. He was the leader of a group that had felled gods. Being tasked with cleaning up shadows in dumpsters felt insulting.
"Until your next performance review," Mitsuru said, sliding off her desk onto her feet. She made no effort to dress herself. "If I go throwing promotions around due to nepotism, I'll lose the trust of the board."
"It's not nepotism!" Ren argued. "You barely knew me before I joined. I should be higher up than the basic infantry."
Mitsuru crossed her arms, thinking for a moment. Ren made no mention of how the unintentional push made her tits look even more fantastic. "I could pull some strings, fast track a promotion for you," she said, running the numbers in her mind.
"Really?" Ren's eyes lit up. He didn't think she would actually do something like this for him.
"Of course," Mitsuru smiled. "Naturally, in order for this to happen, you and I would have to stop fucking." The conversation froze, both parties glaring at each other. Neither was willing to give in, but push had come to shove.
Ren averted his gaze. Looking at the floor, he asked, "How long until my review?"
"Three months," Mitsuru's smile only widened.
"I can wait," Ren said, defeated.
Mitsuru patted him on the cheek, "Good boy." She ended their argument with a quick kiss. She sat at her desk, still nude, and rearranged the scattered papers. But even as diligent as she was, she couldn't avoid staring at the lean muscles in Ren's back as he put his shirt back on.
She didn't have time for another round. Fighting the renewed heat that burned inside her, she tore her eyes away and planted them back on her paperwork. "Any plans this weekend, Amamiya?"
"I'm meeting up with Niijima," he said, still facing away from her. "She's been dealing with some rough cases lately, so I figured she deserved a little wining and dining." Mitsuru had to put her pen down at the young man's audacity. "Are you really telling me about other women?"
"What?" Ren asked, straightening his tie. "We aren't exclusive. And you're married."
The redhead waved off the accusation. "That was for political and business purposes. We mean nothing to each other."
"Okay, what about your boxer?" Ren was perfectly happy to verbally spar with his boss. He was one of the few subordinates she would allow the opportunity, and he took full advantage whenever he could. "You've told me plenty about him."
Mitsuru fought a blush as memories of her longest lasting relationship flashed through her mind. "Akihiko is special, yes," she admitted. "But he has left my organization. Thanks to his travels and my continued work here, we no longer have much time for each other, if at all."
"Alright, so you aren't getting any aside from me," Ren conceded. "What, do you want to join us?" he asked, half-jokingly.
"Niijima..." She tapped her pen against her chin as she thought. "Is she the policewoman or the prosecutor?"
"She's a defense attorney now, actually," Ren informed her.
"Good for her," Mitsuru smiled. She flipped through her upcoming schedule. "I have an opening this weekend. Yes, I would like to join the two of you."
Ren blinked. He hadn't actually expected her to agree. "Uh, okay," he said, clearing his throat to cover the surprise. "I'll have to ask, but I'm sure it would be fine." "Of course," Mitsuru said, returning to her paperwork. "Don't keep me waiting, Amamiya."
He took a step towards the door, but paused when he noticed her continued lack of desire to put her clothes back on. "You might want to get dressed," he said and glanced down at her schedule. "You've got a meeting with Senior Chairman Satou in five minutes." He looked closer at the schedule. "And Senior is heavily emphasized. Double underline."
Mitsuru shrugged, "If he has a heart attack, it will be easier to make him retire. Everyone wins."
Ren knew he had a hard time tearing himself away from his boss's incredible chest. He said a quiet prayer for Satou's health and left Mitsuru to her machinations.
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Conversation bubbled around the two of them like champagne in their glasses. He had convinced her to dress up that night, a slinky black dress that hugged her tight curves. She was in the middle of complaining about one of her cases, "Was I this much of a dick when I was a prosecutor?"
"I'm not going to ruin our night by answering that," Ren said, unsubtly dodging the question.
Sae buried her face in her hands, "Ugh, I was awful, wasn't I?"
"The important thing is that you recognized your faults and worked to change yourself," Ren held her hands in his. "Nobody's perfect."
"Except you, right?" Sae cocked an eyebrow.
"I'm hurt," Ren feigned offense. Sae rolled her eyes, but smiled.
"So," she said, her eyes filling with lust. "What else did you have planned for tonight?"
This was the moment. Do or die. "Before we get to that," he said after taking a breath. "Hypothetically speaking, how open would you be to having someone else join us tonight?"
Sae's eyes narrowed. "And just how hypothetical is this scenario?"
"My boss is waiting for us in a hotel room as we speak," Ren said breathlessly.
His date sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. "I thought you were better than this..." she muttered.
"Better than what?" Ren asked, a pit forming in his stomach.
"I'm not fucking some old man so you can get a promotion," Sae spat.
"Old man?" Ren asked. "What are you talking about? You know who my boss is."
"Of course I-" Sae snapped, but caught herself. She did know who Ren's boss was. She groaned and hid her face in her hands. "I'm sorry," she said, unable to look at him. "I thought- You're not the first guy to ask me that and I had a kneejerk reaction."
"Oh," said Ren. "I'm sorry that happened to you. Or, hopefully it didn't?" he added with a hopeful tone.
In answer, Sae took a long drink of her champagne, a far away look in her eyes. "We all make mistakes when we're young."
"Oh god," Ren felt a wave of guilt. "I'm so sorry."
"It's in the past," Sae waved off his concerns. She chose to focus on the present. And the near future. "Your boss..." she mused, running through the possibilities. "The head of the Kirijo Group..." Press photos of a gorgeous redhead floated through her mind. "I suppose I could be persuaded."
"I'm glad to hear it," said Ren, keeping his poker face to cover up the relief and excitement in his heart. "She's a busy woman, so I think it would be in our best interest to get there as quickly as possible."
"I agree," said Sae, collecting her purse. After settling their bill, the attractive couple left the restaurant, arm in arm. This was going to be a night to remember.
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A taxi ride later and the pair arrived at the most luxurious hotel in Tokyo. Mitsuru never spared expenses, least of all for herself. Ren and Sae rode the elevator to the penthouse suite, excitement sparking between the two of them. The elevator doors opened and they stepped straight out into the penthouse.
Mitsuru was lounging on a loveseat, idly swiping through emails on a tablet. Even when she was about to have sex, the work never stopped. Her hair was immaculate; clearly she had stopped by her hairdresser before arriving. Her red locks were thick and voluminous. She wore an untied silk robe over a set of lacy, deep green lingerie. She had come ready to impress, and she did not disappoint.
The head of the Kirijo Group glanced at the new arrivals out of the corner of her eye. She set down her tablet and said, "You're late."
"That's my fault," said Ren. "I took too long at the date before bringing this up."
Mitsuru walked towards them, her steps languid and unhurried. She looked the two of them up and down. Her expression remained unchanged, which Ren at least knew meant she didn't disapprove. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she planted a tender kiss upon his lips.
"Come," she said, taking him by the hand. He followed behind her like a good subordinate did. She led him to a chair, presenting it to him. "Take a seat," she commanded. Ren sat.
"You do understand that you must be punished for your tardiness," Mitsuru said, her arms crossed, her gaze firm.
"Yes, Ma'am," Ren fell into his role instantly.
"Good," Mitsuru did not smile, but he heard it in her voice. "For the first round, you are only permitted to watch."
"Yes, Ma'am."
Mitsuru returned to Sae, giving her a more direct appraisal. The brunette extended her hand, which the redhead shook with a firm grip. "Sae Niijima, Attorney at Law," she introduced herself.
"I've heard great things about you, Niijima," Mitsuru said. "You have single-handedly reduced Japan's 99% conviction rate to 98%. For one person, that is truly impressive." "I do what I can," Sae said humbly. "Someone as young as you leading a multinational trading company is much more impressive."
Mitsuru waved off the compliment, "I've had industry connections since I was a child. This position came to me earlier than expected, but it was inevitable." The pair of high-powered women smiled at each other, a friendship born of common ground having formed near instantaneously.
"Now, take that dress off and get on the bed," Mitsuru commanded. "I am going to eat your pussy."
"Yes, Ma'am," Sae saluted jokingly. She lowered the straps of her dress and let it drop. It fell to the floor with a whisper of fabric, revealing the woman beneath. Mitsuru was entranced by the sight of her, the curves and contours that stood before her. Her heart raced, anticipation building within her.
"It's been a long time since I was with another woman," Mitsuru admitted.
Sae smirked, her body tingling as the other woman took in the sight of her. "Oh, the halcyon days of youth."
"Shall we make up for lost time?" the redhead asked, offering her hand. The brunette took it graciously, and followed her to the bed. They crossed in front of Ren, Mitsuru giving him a look devoid of affection.
He was in the process of unbuckling his belt when she smacked his hand. "I believe your punishment was to only watch," she said, her voice stern. "We don't want further punishments, do we?"
"No, Ma'am," Ren said, leaning back in the chair. If all he was getting for now was a show, then he would have to enjoy it as comfortably as possible.
Mitsuru gently pushed Sae down onto the bed, her eyes locked on the lawyer's exposed thighs. Slowly, she crawled between her legs, her tongue darting out to tease the smooth skin just below her thick bush. She took her time, savoring the taste of Sae's aroused flesh, tracing circles around her entrance before finally parting her lips and sinking her tongue inside.
The sound of their combined moans filled the room as Mitsuru began to feast on Sae's wetness, her tongue flicking and probing, finding all the sensitive spots that drove her wild. Meanwhile, Ren sat nearby, his cock throbbing in anticipation, his hands struggling to stay away from his pants.
Desire burned in Ren's eyes as he watched Mitsuru pleasure Sae, his own need growing with each tantalizing stroke of her tongue. Unable to resist any longer, he reached for his erection, his hand sliding over the fabric of his pants as he gave in to the overwhelming urge to join in the intoxicating experience before them. His hand moved faster, the fabric becoming slick with his pre-cum as he continued to stroke himself, his gaze fixed on the erotic scene unfolding in front of him. A low groan escaped his lips, a mixture of longing and desperation, as he yearned to be a part of the pleasure that consumed Mitsuru and Sae.
As Mitsuru continued her assault on Sae's pussy, she reached up to pull down her lacy green bra, revealing her heavy breasts. Her pink nipples stood erect, hardening further under the combined attention. She cupped them in her hands, massaging them gently, teasing herself while she worked on Sae. Mitsuru's own desire was rising steadily, adding to the heat between them. With each passing moment, the intensity of their shared passion grew, fueling them both as they lost themselves in the sensations coursing through their bodies.
"Mitsuru... oh god... you're so good..." Sae moaned, arching her back into Mitsuru's mouth. Her hips bucked upward, seeking more contact.
Mitsuru continued to ravage Sae's pussy, her passion growing with each moan and gasp from the defense attorney. She knew this was what they both wanted, and she wouldn't stop until they were both writhing in pleasure.
Sae's fingers clutched at the sheets, her body twisting and turning under Mitsuru's skilled tongue. Her breaths were shallow, her voice hoarse from the constant moaning. Ren watched, his cock aching, wanting more than anything to join in.
Mitsuru's tongue flicked faster, her mouth moving in a perfect rhythm that left Sae breathless. She was close, so close to her peak, and Mitsuru intended to make sure she got there. Sae's body quivered as she succumbed to the waves of pleasure, gasping and trembling beneath Mitsuru's skillful touch. Ren's longing gaze lingered on the scene, aching to be a part of the intimate moment unfolding before him.
"Oh, god... Mitsuru... I'm... I'm gonna..." Sae gasped, her voice breaking as she reached her climax. Her body shook, her orgasm radiating through her entire being. Mitsuru licked her lips, satisfied with her work. She crawled up Sae's body, capturing her lips in a deep kiss. Their tongues danced, mingling the flavors of passion and lust. Finally, Mitsuru broke the kiss, turning to look at Ren. "Your turn," she whispered, her eyes glinting with desire.
Ren stepped closer to the bed, his eyes devouring the sight before him. Mitsuru and Sae were lying side by side, their faces flushed and their eyes filled with desire. His cock twitched at the thought of their mouths on him.
Slowly, he removed his clothes, revealing his hardened flesh. He stepped between them, guiding them to his erection. They didn't hesitate, their lips wrapping around him in unison. Ren moaned, his eyes rolling back as their tongues danced around him, their hands gripping his ass. The sensation was overwhelming, and he could feel himself growing closer to release. The prior show had been too hot for his own good.
"Slow down, you two," he breathed out, trying to maintain control. "I want this to last."
Mitsuru and Sae released him, their eyes flashing with disappointment. But they obeyed, instead running their hands up and down his body, teasing his nipples and tracing their fingers along the contours of his lean muscles. He let out a low moan, his body quivering under their touch. The anticipation built as they continued to explore every inch of his skin, their fingers igniting a fire within him that he desperately wanted to savor.
Ren took a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He reached down, grabbing Sae's face and pulling her in for a kiss. She responded eagerly, their tongues entwining as he caressed her breasts. He felt the heat of her body pressing against his, the urgency of their desire growing with every passing second. As their kiss deepened, Ren lost himself in the intoxicating taste of her, his hands roaming over her curves with a desperation that mirrored her own.
"You're both so beautiful," he murmurs, pulling her closer. He grunted in surprise as his cock was suddenly swallowed by Mitsuru's mouth. Sae ducked down to wrap her lips around the base.
"Fuck..." he groaned, closing his eyes and leaning back. The sensation of two sets of lips and tongues working in tandem was overwhelming, sending shivers down his spine. Mitsuru and Sae looked at each other, their eyes locked in a silent agreement. They continued to suck him off, their hands roaming over each other's bodies, fingers trailing across the curves and valleys of their skin.
"Oh, fuck..." Ren moaned again, his hips bucking slightly. "You're driving me insane."
Mitsuru pulled back, looking up at him with a smirk. "Would that be a problem, Amamiya?"
He shook his head, laughing softly. "Not at all. Keep going..."
Ren watched as Mitsuru and Sae continued their assault on his cock, their mouths moving in perfect unison. He ran his hands through their hair, holding them in place as he thrust into their mouths.
"Oh, fuck..." he groaned, his body trembling. The sensation of their tongues and lips working together was too much, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. Mitsuru looked up at him, her eyes gleaming with desire. "Are you close, Amamiya?" she asked, her voice husky with arousal.
He nodded, barely able to form words. "So close..."
Sae took this as her cue, increasing the intensity of her sucking, her tongue dancing around the head of his cock. Mitsuru, in turn, sucked on his balls, her tongue latherthing at his expanding sack. Ren was close now, so close to the edge. He felt the familiar sensation building up in his balls, the urge to release growing stronger with each passing second.
Mitsuru pulled back, her eyes locked on his. "Come for us, Ren," she whispers, her voice throaty and seductive. And with that, Ren came, his cock pulsing as he fired piping hot cum over their gorgeous faces and into their waiting mouths.
Mitsuru and Sae caught his release on their tongues, swallowing his cum with relish. They glanced at each other, their eyes filled with lust and satisfaction. Slowly, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss, exchanging the taste of Ren's cum. Their tongues danced, swapping the flavor of his essence between them.
Ren watched, his breath coming in shuddered gasps, his cock still twitching from the aftershocks of his orgasm. He reached out, running his fingers through their hair, loving the sight of them together.
"I think it's time to continue, don't you?" Mitsuru asked, licking her fingers clean, one by one.
Sae's face was red, her body rocked as she ground her thighs together. She had gotten off once already, but she didn't often have time for liaisons like this. Whenever she had the opportunity, she always tried to go all out.
Mitsuru caught on to this immediately and smiled. "Oh, alright," she feigned begrudging acquiescence. "Go ahead." Even though she was the only one of the three to not have an orgasm yet. Such a giving boss.
The brunette slid to the edge of the bed, spreading her legs for Ren. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with innocent need. He shuddered as memories spiked in his mind. "Don't look at me like your sister did," he grumbled.
"Oh?" Sae coquettishly placed her finger on her chin, trying to match as many of Makoto's mannerisms as she could. Ren and Makoto's relationship hadn't ended on the best of terms, a fact that her sister liked to use to rile her ex up in bed. But before he could unleash that pent up frustration upon her, Mitsuru shoved the brunette onto her back. She straddled Sae's face, her pussy inches away from her mouth. She looked down at her, their eyes locked in a heated gaze. "Eat me, Sae," she commanded, her voice low and deep.
Sae nodded, her eyes gleaming with lust. She reached up, pulling Mitsuru down to plant herself on her face. Parting the redhead's firm cheeks, Sae dove in, her tongue licking and flicking at her clit.
Ren stepped between Sae's legs, his cock already hard again. He lined up with Sae's entrance, pushing in slowly, her pussy clenching around him. Mitsuru looked up at him, their lips meeting in a passionate kiss as he began to thrust. Their tongues danced, tasting each other's desire and passion. Their bodies moved in rhythmic harmony, the intensity of their pleasure growing with every thrust. Moans filled the air as they lost themselves in the intoxicating ecstasy, craving more with each passing moment.
His cock pounded into Sae, his thrusts growing more frenzied as their desire built, a never-ending fever pitch of crazed delight. Mitsuru rode Sae's face, her hips moving in time with his, their bodies creating a perfect harmony. He kissed Mitsuru deeply, their tongues entwined as they fucked the same woman. Their passion was palpable, filling the surrounding air. Sae licked and sucked at Mitsuru's pussy, her fingers gripping her firm ass as she neared her own climax. Mitsuru's moans filled the room, her body trembling with pleasure.
"Fuck, Amamiya," she gasped, her voice thick with lust. "I'm close..."
Ren nodded, feeling his release approaching. "I know," he whispers, his hips moving faster. "You've been waiting for this all night."
Mitsuru closed her eyes, her orgasm building within her. She could feel it, the pleasure surging through her body, threatening to consume her. Sae felt it too, her own climax rushing towards her. She knew she was about to come, her pussy clenching around Ren's cock.
The three of them continued their frantic lovemaking, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony. Ren thrust into Sae, his cock sliding in and out of her pussy, each stroke sending waves of pleasure throughout her body.
Mitsuru hips rocked atop Sae's face, her clit being expertly licked and sucked by her talented tongue. She grabbed Ren once more, their eyes locked, their lips locked, their bodies locked; they were a perfect storm of lust and desire.
"Almost there!" Mitsuru moaned, her voice filled with need.
Ren's thrusts grew harder, his balls slapping against Sae's ass with each stroke. "Me too," he growled, his body trembling with desire.
Sae could barely think, the orgasm building within her had her body burning. Her tongue worked faster, harder, trying to shove Mitsuru off the cliff. She knew they were all close, on the brink of falling over the edge together.
Mitsuru's orgasm hit first, her thighs clenching around Sae's face, her hips bucking wildly. "Oh, fuck..." she breathes, her legs shaking.
Ren watched her climax, his own orgasm climbing ever closer. He thrust one last time, his cock pulsing deep within Sae. "Fuck, I'm coming," he groaned, his body trembling. Sae felt his release, the heat pumping and scorching her from the inside. Her tongue never stopped, doing everything she could to prolong Mitsuru's climax for as long as possible. She moaned between Mitsuru's cheeks, her body trembling with release as she succumbed to the burst of heat within her.
The three of them collapsed together, their bodies still intertwined, their hearts pounding. They laid there, panting heavily, their bodies slick with sweat and cum. Mitsuru slumped to the side, her body weakened after finally receiving her first climax of the night. She would normally get on someone's case for delaying her release for so long, but seeing how out of it Sae was, she was willing to be lenient.
The attorney was gasping for air, her eyes glassy and her body still shuddering. She felt small twitches, signaling the aftershocks that struck her sensitive body. She jerked when Ren pulled out, body bouncing as he braced himself on the bed.
Mitsuru was the first to break the silence, her voice soft and filled with desire. "That was incredible," she whispers, her eyes locked on Ren's. "But I'm nowhere near finished yet."
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," Sae said weakly. "You two go ahead. I need a minute."
"You heard the lady," Ren said, a smile spreading across his face. "Permission to penetrate, Ma'am?"
"God, don't say it like that!" Mitsuru threw a pillow at him. The couple giggled, the privacy allowing them to get playful. Mitsuru's laughter was cut short when, with a growl, Ren grabbed her legs and yanked her over to him. Her yelp melted away into a sultry purr when she felt his rigid cock pressing against her. "Permission granted," she tried to sound commanding but couldn't hide the laughter still in her voice.
He entered her slowly, his cock sliding into her wetness with ease. She moaned, her hands gripping his shoulders. Sae watched, her breath coming in short gasps. Despite her rest, her pussy still throbbed with pleasure. As Ren began to thrust, Mitsuru's moans filled the room. Her hips rocked in time with his, their bodies moving in perfect harmony. "So good," she breathed, her eyes locked on his. "I love feeling you inside me."
Ren nodded, his thrusts growing faster, harder. "Fuck, you feel amazing," he growled, driving himself forward, chasing yet another release. He thrust into Mitsuru, his cock pounding in and out of her snug pussy. She moaned, her body trembling with pleasure.
"Oh, god," she breathed, her hips bucking against him. "That feels so good."
Their bodies moved in perfect synchrony, their lips locked in a passionate kiss. Ren's thrusts become more urgent, more forceful. Mitsuru felt her body tremble, her eyes locked onto the sight of Sae's lips, glistening with her juices. The beautiful attorney's chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, her eyes closed in pleasure. The pleasure was driving Mitsuru to a new level of ecstasy, the feeling of Ren's stiff cock pumping in and out of her. She moaned softly, allowing herself to enjoy the moment, her thoughts drifting away from the responsibilities that usually weighed her down.
She almost jumped when Sae came into her field of view, so focused she was on Ren pumping away above her. She melted into the kiss when the brunette's soft lips pressed against hers, her tongue tracing the edge of her mouth. The defense attorney's touch sent a ripple of pleasure through Mitsuru's body, heightening the sensations she experienced from Ren's thrusts.
Mitsuru's breath hitched, her body arching into Sae's as their kiss deepened. She could feel the heat emanating from Ren's body, the three of them locked in a passionate embrace. The room was filled with the sounds of their moans and the rhythmic thrusting of Ren's hips. Mitsuru's eyes fluttered shut, her mind lost in the intensity of the moment.
Sae turned her attention to Ren, her lips meeting his in a passionate kiss. The brunette's hands wound around his neck, pulling him closer as their tongues danced. Mitsuru watched the scene unfold, her body still being rocked by Ren's thrusts. The sight of Sae and Ren together added a new layer of excitement, her pleasure building with every kiss and touch. Mitsuru's breath quickened, her nails digging into the sheets as she struggled to hold on to the edge of control.
Sae's kisses bounced between Ren and Mitsuru, her hands roaming over both of their bodies, touching, caressing, and pulling them closer. Mitsuru's breath hitched, her mind fogging with desire as her two lovers kissed and caressed. The room was filled with the sound of their moans and the slap of bodies coming together. Mitsuru's orgasm was nearing, her body trembling with anticipation.
As Sae's lips met hers once more, Mitsuru's control shattered. She cried out, her body tensing as waves of pleasure washed over her. Ren's thrusts matched the intensity of her climax, driving her even higher. In that moment, all that mattered was the connection between them, the heat of their bodies, and the passion they shared.
Ren's thrusts grew more desperate, his hips bucking as he reached his own climax. Mitsuru felt him fill her, the warmth of his release mixing with her own satisfaction. She panted heavily, her body still trembling from her own orgasm. The three of them lay tangled together, the room filled with the aftermath of their passion.
He pulled out of his boss, her eyes weary, her body coated with sweat. His thick load trickled out of her. Her hair was a mess. Her face was as red as her hair. "You look so beautiful right now," Ren said, his words pulled straight from his heart.
"Flatterer," Mitsuru panted, her body still aching from his treatment.
"Part of me wants us to be exclusive," he said, gently rubbing her thigh.
"I believe my husband would have something to say about that," she let out a weak laugh. She eyed the brunette squirming next to her. "Besides, didn't you bring a date tonight?"
"Where have my manners gone?" Ren asked. He slid over to Sae's half of the bed. She was pouting. "Oh, come on," he said, cupping her chin. "Don't be like that. I got caught up in the moment, that's all."
Her arms still crossed, she deigned to look him in the eye. Then she sighed, her shoulders slumping. "I suppose we can call this even for the sister teasing earlier." Ren smiled at her. They kissed. Light and quick.
"I've still got one more round in me if you're up for it," Ren suggested, gently stroking his cock.
"That sounds like a great idea," Sae said, rolling over onto her hands and knees. Her firm round ass wiggled in the air. Ren got into position behind her, lining up his cock for their final round. He rubbed his length along her pussy, feeling her aroused heat burning into him.
He lined himself up and Sae froze. "Um, Ren?" she stammered, feeling him pressing against her tight rim. "That's the wrong ho-"
He slammed himself inside her tight ass. Sae screamed. It wasn't their first time doing anal, but she always felt he was just too big to go back there. With his entire length inside, he whispered in her ear, "Now we're even for the sister teasing."
"Just shut up and fuck me!" she cried, bucking her hips back against him.
"Glady!" Ren pumped away, slamming his cock into Sae's rim. Her hands gripped the sheets, her breath hitching as Ren began to thrust. Mitsuru watched, her eyes locked on the scene unfolding before her, a sense of arousal still lingering within her.
Sae's moans filled the room, her body arching with each thrust. Mitsuru's eyes never left the sight of Ren thrusting into Sae's tight ass. Her own body still hummed with a lingering arousal, the sight of her two lovers together igniting a fresh wave of desire.
Sae moaned, her eyes locked onto Mitsuru's as she met Ren's powerful thrusts. Mitsuru reached out, gently tracing the curves of Sae's hips, her fingers lingering on the soft skin. Her eyes locked onto the pair, her breath hitching as the sight of Ren and Sae together pushed her to the edge of arousal once more.
As Ren and Sae continued, Mitsuru couldn't resist the urge to touch herself. She reached between her legs, her fingers finding the warmth and wetness that still lingered from their previous encounter. Her eyes never left the sight of Ren's thrusts, the pleasure she experienced from their prior lovemaking building once more. Her breath quickened, her touch becoming more forceful as her desire grew. The room was filled with the sounds of Sae's moans, the slap of bodies coming together, and Mitsuru's own soft whispers of pleasure.
Sae's cries echoed through the room, her body trembling with each powerful thrust. Ren's movements drove her closer and closer to her own climax, their lovemaking chaotic and raw. Mitsuru stroked herself faster, her arousal reaching a fever pitch as she watched Sae take it hard from behind. Her own climax was imminent, the intensity of the scene driving her higher.
Ren thrust one last time, his cock pulsing within Sae. "Fuck, I'm coming," he growled, his body trembling. He fired his load, a thick batch of piping hot cum, straight up Sae's ass.
Sae felt his release, her orgasm hitting at the same time. Her ass squeezed tight, almost crushing his cock. Her pussy clenched around the nothing within it, her body trembling with pleasure.
"Oh, fuck," she breathed, her legs shaking.
Mitsuru's hips bucked as she unexpectedly triggered another climax. She had only been planning on idly pleasuring herself, she hadn't thought she would actually cum from it. The show was just too good, she supposed.
Their bodies moved together, their passion growing with each thrust, each lick, each kiss. They were a perfect trifecta of lust and desire, and they were not afraid to explore it. Their climaxes were intense, the three of them trembling with pleasure. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat and desire.
"I think..." Sae panted. "I think that's it for me tonight." She curled up against Ren's side, feeling the warmth of his body radiating into hers.
"Agreed," agreed Mitsuru. She planted herself on Ren's opposite side, her curvaceous body pressed tight against him. "We can think about some more fun in the morning. I'm exhausted."
"Let me sleep in," Ren said. "You two can start without me." He snaked his arms down, grabbing both of their pert rears while they cuddled in post-coital bliss. Mitsuru and Sae both rolled their eyes, but allowed the younger man to feel as much as he wanted. He had thoroughly satisfied two women that night. He had earned whatever ego-inflating actions he wanted.
"When should we do this again?" Sae asked, burying her head into the crook of Ren's arm.
"The two of us have busy schedules," Mitsuru said, resting her head as well. "We'll talk later and coordinate."
"Do I not have a say in it?" Ren asked, knowing full well both of his arms were going to be aching the next morning.
"I control your schedule," Mitsuru reminded him. "You fuck me at my leisure."
"That I do, Ma'am," Ren said, settling in for the night. "That I do."