All right, let's try this again. I didn't mean to release this story early and hopefully nobody was too bothered by my dumb mistake lol. That being said it's time for a bit of classic futa on futa/femboy/NB action with a kinky twist. As usual all the typical warnings about futa apply lol
Fireworks exploded across the starry night sky in a riot of thundering colors and yet for all their beauty they paled in comparison to the rest of the Harvest Festival. Beyond the explosions of light filling the heavens above strings of lanterns and beautifully festive colors shining out from every booth lit the entire marketplace in a hundred different hues. Yet instead of contrasting and conflicting with one another the flood of sparkling lights and warmth only seemed accentuated by the impossible breadth of the glow all around everyone in attendance. Every booth and stall and open air stretch of road had their own lights but they were all perfectly blended and beautifully aligned in an almost hypnotic shimmer nobody could resist.
Even the families that'd attended the Harvest Festival every year since it was started in 1901 never failed to be awestruck. Of course their eyes were far from the only senses feasting as folks roamed the seemingly meandering paths running through every stretch of the once nondescript basin. Food from nearly a dozen cultures sizzled and smoked and crackled, their enticing scents carried on a gentle breeze to all the hungriest of visitors. Even visitors already full were tempted to return for one more bite. Or at the very least a little something sweet!
A twelve person band at the very heart of festival filled the air with a softly energetic music all at once exciting and comforting. Though punctuated by fireworks and nearly lost amidst the chatter of hundreds of people no corner of the area was without those cheerful tunes. And anyone lucky enough to find their way through the maze of enticing distractions, the gauntlet of games and treats fo every imaginable sort, could sit on the grass and watch best musicians around play together. Though few had the fortitude to resist the allure of the festival around them for long. A near constant stream of people trickled away from the grassy hill as countless more trickled in to replace them. Which left any stall or booth along the ring of that little theater almost perfectly aligned to catch the eye. Be it food, candy, clothes, carnival games, or anything else the vendors surrounding the band were endlessly surrounded by eager visitors and endlessly hawking their wares in a constant exchange.
And yet as coveted as those spots might've been not everyone at the Harvest Festival sought out the limelight. Or rather one woman didn't seek it out. She was perfectly content to exist on far flung fringes of the entire festival. To set up her little kissing booth just out of sight and yet perfectly available to anyone who knew where to look.
“Come again!” She giggled, slowly leaning back into her cozy little booth while the young woman she'd just kissed swaying unsteadily on her feet, “You know where to find me!”
“Yeah...” The girl nodded. Her cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red as her glassy blue eyes finally focused on the woman in front of her. Still looking about ready to collapse she nervously pawed at her dress, fidgeting and pulling on the fabric as if she didn't know what do with her hands, before shyly whispering, “Th-Thank you!”
“You're welcome darling!”
Her twelfth 'customer' of the night staggered off like all the others and she watched her go with an ear to ear grin. It was hard not to when the frazzled young girl's knees threatened to give out at any moment while she continued to mindlessly fumble with her clothes. And her smile only persisted even as she sat back down on the comfy little stool she'd brought, her dark eyes scanning the mostly empty path around her.
After a few more moments of waiting she slid off her seat and subtly adjusted her elegant red and white kimono. Pulling it down just the tiniest bit to reveal a little more of her alabaster shoulders and give a tiny glimpse of her rather impressive cleavage she couldn't help but bite her lip. Even if she didn't enjoy the company of a single other person for the rest of the night the looks she earned from the those passing her by were well worth the effort. Watching and feeling their eyes roam her curvaceous figure, tracing her shapely silhouette with unmistakable desire, never failed to send shivers down her spine and goosebumps dotting her skin. Especially when they were bold enough to look into her eyes for even a moment before averting their gaze once again. Those lingering little glances lit a fire in her belly like few things could and she all but lived for every last one!
So of course she plucked a few strands of jet black hair from the ornate look her stylist had taken hours to bring about. And she didn't think twice about curling that coquettish lock about her finger before letting it fall down over one eye in one more dose of knowing temptation. It was impossible to say if her teasing earned her any more looks than before but the ones she earned from men and women alike certainly lasted longer. How could they not when her deep crimson lips were curled into a knowing smile as the faintest blush crept into her porcelain cheeks? A few even veered towards her while they walked by only to be pulled away by whoever they were with. Often alongside a chastising comment or scandalized look. Even though those same partners inevitably stole a glance at her too! More than once she was half tempted to invite them both over. Or even the entire group they traveled with. Like the gaggle of sorority girls or the handful of shy, nerdy boys soon after them. But she held her tongue and bided her time, eager for someone to approach entirely of their own volition.
Luckily she didn't have to wait long. Barely twenty minutes after her last companion departed another shyly approached. Though her newest friend was somehow even more embarrassed, “H-How m-m-much?” They asked, “F-For a k-kiss?”
Smiling at her guest with a look that could've melted a glacier she slowly leaned forward, resting her elbows against the polished wood of her booth and none too subtly letting her kimono sink even further down her shoulders. Much to the delight of the nervous little thing standing before her in a state of unabashed awe, “Five dollars.” She giggled.
Her companion's cheeks darkened and they fumbled with their cute little purse for a moment, pulling out an even cuter wallet and fumbling with the money inside. “I-I'm Yasmina!”
“It's a pleasure to meet you Yasmina.”
With shaking fingers they pulled out a few crumpled bills and awkwardly smoothed them out on their jean skirt, “What's y-y-your name?”
“You can call me Sakura...” Those words hung in the air for a moment before she cheekily added, “For now...”
Yasmina's already flushed cheeks darkened, their face practically radiating heat. Goosebumps erupted across their soft brown skin and they almost seemed to shrink into themselves even as they quietly handed Sakura the money. Taking it with a delighted little giggle she tucked it away in the sash of her kimono without ever breaking eye contact. Though to her surprise and delight Yasmina somehow managed to hold that same eye contact the entire time. They might've been squirming and shivering like they'd been caught out in a blizzard but they didn't look away. Not even when they took a clumsy step forward for the kiss they'd just bought.
But instead of simply leaning in and giving her newest friend what they wanted Sakura decided to tease them just a little bit longer. Partly for the love of the game, partly to watch them squirm, and partly to size them up for just a moment. After all, it'd been a long time since she had the pleasure of kissing someone like Yasmina.
Almost exaggeratedly feminine their shimmering black hair was tucked behind their ears to perfectly frame their strong, girly face almost perfectly. Their dark brown eyes and full, plump lips were accentuated with just enough makeup to make both pop without completely overshadowing the natural beauty of their face. Or detracting from the cute earrings and glittering necklace around their slender yet not so slender throat. And all of it perfectly matched the rest of their ensemble so perfectly they looked like they'd walked off the set of a movie.
From the loose fitting, shoulder baring blouse that left just enough to the imagination without actually being revealing to the almost knee length jean skirt they were positively gorgeous in what Sakura could only describe as the most calculated way possible. From how their long, smooth legs were teased and left bare yet covered enough to not be too eye catching to the bangles around their wrists and the comfortably sexy heels on their feet they were perfectly manicured and presented. Unlike everyone else around them. Not even she could match the strangely perfect presentation being offered! And it all sent her finely honed intuition into overdrive, though she was tactful enough to avoid outright saying anything. At least right away...
Leaning in even closer and biting her like Sakura finally stopped teasing her companion, instead reaching out to take their hand when they took another step closer. “Don't be nervous darling... it's only a kiss after all!”
Fireworks punctuated her words and Yasmina actually jumped at the sound of them. Though they didn't pull too far away as they recoiled, not even when Sakura straightened and pulled them back in with a teasing laugh. But they did go almost completely stiff as her hands brushed across their face and cupped their burning cheeks. Only a nervous little whimper escaped their trembling lips as they finally looked away. When it was entirely too late to avoid Sakura's wild affections and single minded passions. Yasmina tried to suck in another breath before Sakura leaned in, no doubt trying to steady themselves before the kiss. So of course that was exactly when she finally made her move. When she bridged that tiny distance between them and their lips met in a swell of pure delight. Sakura didn't hold anything back, she couldn't even if she'd wanted to, she swept her newest companion up in their embrace like all the others.
“Mmmm!”
All at once melting against her and seizing up even more Yasmina let out an adorable little moan, instantly covering Sakura's hands with their own. But while Sakura only leaned in a but further, coaxing her companion deeper into their sweet embrace, Yasmina stayed almost entirely passive. Or as passive as one could be with a gorgeous woman kissing them like they were lifelong lovers finally reunited after years apart. No one had ever been able to resist such an unabashed swell of desire and her delightfully awkward friend was no exception. It only took them a few seconds longer to succumb to their base instincts and finally start kissing her back. Maybe two or three at the very most. Just long enough for Sakura's lips to part and her tongue emerge, gently pushing into Yasmina's mouth without a moment's hesitation. But as soon as she found Yasmina's tongue whatever wall of restraint or nerves or simple inexperience had been blocking them came crashing down. It started with a beautifully visceral shiver but that was far, far, far from where it ended.
Their hands clumsily jumped to Sakura's face, awkwardly brushing against her cheeks like they were trying to be just as sexy as her. But an instant later they were back to nervously covering her hands while shivers coursed through their body in constant waves. Her tongue coiled around theirs with an adorable earnestness only someone utterly unfamiliar with kissing could manage and the way they leaned against her was like someone trying to push their way through a crowd. Yet without missing so much as a beat Sakura smiled even wider and quietly matched her passion. Tenderly took control as simply as possible, one hand sliding through their hair while the other drifted down their face. They might've tried to respond in kind but she matched them without quite overwhelming them, deepening their kiss and coaxing her friend into something even better.
Only for Yasmina to suddenly bring their kiss to an end, withdrawing after a nervous whimper and even turning away. Though they didn't actually step back or retreat entirely. Instead they clung to Sakura as much as they could while looking anywhere else. All the while softly panting like they'd just sprinted across the festival. Sakura couldn't help but giggle at that reaction and bite her lower lip, absolutely delight by how adorable her companion was. And she made no secret of her delight as she gently turned Yasmina's head. Though she couldn't quite force them to look at her, at least not until she spoke in that same sultry voice that'd melted and broken so many hearts.
“You didn't get your money's worth,” She whispered, “And I've never let a customer down before...”
“I-I'm not—”
Whatever excuse or justification they were about to offer ended in another moan as their lips reunited in a newfound swell of passion. But rather than starting all over again like it was their first time Sakura gleefully picked up right where they'd left off. As if they'd never stopped. And she felt her adorable little companion melting against her all the more. Whatever walls they'd tried to throw up came crumbling down like cardboard before they could even try to resist.
Her tongue slipped back into Yasmina's mouth and coaxed hers out to play while their lips pressed so tightly together and the rest of their bodies slowly followed suit. Sakura's booth might've kept them both separated from each other but she didn't mind. Feeling her companion shiver and lean in, squirming with unmistakable angst, as they leaned hard against the polished wood was a treat all it's own. One she reveled in for so much longer than she expected. Though nowhere near as much as the oh so tantalizing pleasure of Yasmina's hands roaming more and more of her body. Of those trembling fingers drifting down and across her bare shoulders, almost as if they wanted to go even further. One managed to slip around to her back after a few more seconds while the other hovered beside her throat and shook more uncontrollably than ever. Like they were trying to find the courage to act and completely unable to do anything else.
Sakura even felt Yasmina's lips falter. Felt her tongue slow it's once excited movements as their mind was no doubt lost to whatever courage they were trying to find. Of course that only made her kiss them all the more ferociously. How could she not take advantage of their shyness to absolutely ravish them in an even greater passion than before? After a few seconds she was all but pulling Yasmina off their feet and over the booth entirely! Under different circumstances she very well could've but she knew better than to push someone as timid and unsure of themselves as her newest guest. Unless they completely lost their nerve and fled she'd have plenty of time to coax them into something a little more fun than simple kissing!
But not before Yasmina withdrew yet again, this time barely even managing to break their kiss as they stayed so tantalizingly close Sakura could've kissed them again whenever she wanted. “I-I-I think I got m-my money's worth...”
“I'd say so!” Sakura teased, staring into their eyes for a few seconds before looking down to confirm what she already knew.
Yasmina followed her gaze an instant later and immediately pulled back with a yelp, frantically covering their groin and stammering out what they probably meant as an apology, “I-I'm so—th-this isn't what it—I d-d-didn't mean to—p-please don't t-tell anyone—oh my G-God!” Looking about ready to die they pushed down their unmistakable bulge and finally muttered, “I'm s-s-sorry!”
“For what?” Sakura asked, leaning over her booth with a coquettish smile, “I've always thought it was a compliment!”
“What do-do you—that's n-not—you're not—what?”
Very deliberately not responding Sakura looked her companion up and down for a few moments. Just long enough to leave them absolutely squirming as they tried and failed to play it cool. All the while covering their groan about as well as she'd covered her shoulders. And after just long enough to nearly break the Geneva convention she spoke.
“It's flattering.” She teased. Slowly pushing herself upright and glancing at the conveniently empty path around them she took a step back and softly added, “Very flattering!”
Instantly forgetting all about their 'shameful' arousal Yasmina clapped both hands over their mouth and barely managed to stifled a surprised gasp as their eyes drifted lower. Drifted down to the almost shockingly massive bulge between her legs, straining against her kimono and lifting up the soft, silken fabric with every slightest twitch and pulse. A shiver rippled through their body as their own excitement visibly swelled too and for a moment they were left staring in stunned silence. But they managed to find their voice soon enough.
“I-It's true?! Y-Y-You really—you really h-have—you're r-really—you—”
“I have a cock.” Sakura boldly replied, “A nice... thick... cock...”
Letting her hands seductively slide down her body as she spoke she none too subtly let her fingers drift across her cock. But even more tantalizing than that she pressed the loose, flowing fabric of her kimono down around her length, showing off every throbbing inch as clearly as if she'd been naked. And earning herself another stunned gasp from her adorable companion. Especially as her prick throbbed against and between her fingers and her swollen tip strained against the wonderfully thin cloth. All the while watching Yasmina's face darken as her eyes widened and her mouth fell open. Though she did eventually look down at their cock with a lascivious grin. One they almost certainly couldn't have missed in the handful of seconds she lingered. Even if nothing quite compared to the thrill of locking eyes with them once again as her hands finally moved away.
“I-I-I can't believe it... I-I thought it w-was just a crazy rumor... I d-didn't think you r-r-really... oh my God...”
An air of stunned excitement and earnest delight radiated from Yasmina as they stared into Sakura's eyes and she couldn't help being swept up in that thrill, “Oh I can assure, everything you've heard about me is true...”
Yasmina's eyes widened and they sucked in a ragged little breath, “Really?”
“Of course, I'm the one who started all those rumors.” She laughed. Once again stepping to the edge of her booth and bending over to hide her arousal she leaned towards Yasmina and beckoned her closer with a slowly curling finger, “And something tells me you didn't come here just to find out if I have a cock too...”
“N-No... I-I-I didn't...”
“Mmmm, I didn't think so.” Biting her lower lip and pretending to consider what she'd already decided as soon as her suspicions about Yasmina were confirmed Sakura continued with an ear to ear smile lighting up her face, “Now why don't you tell me what you really want? I'm sure we can arrange a few... special kisses for such a special customer!”
“Come on bro, are you serious?”
“Of course I'm serious man!”
“You know she's got a dick right?”
“I don't care if she's got the fattest dick in the world!”
“God you're so gay bro!”
“Hey man, if wanting to kiss the hottest chick at the festival is gay then I'm the biggest homo in the world!”
“No arguments here!”
“Yeah!”
Brad's friends might've laughed and shoved him as their little group left the concert area but he didn't care. He'd been thinking about kissing Sakura since they'd arrived and there was no way in hell he was gonna miss his chance because of them. Especially not when they all wanted to kiss her just as badly as he did! They were just too scared to admit. And they all knew it too. No matter how much his buddies joked and laughed and horsed around they still followed him across the entire festival without any hesitation. Just like they lingered a few feet away from the booth as he walked up, every single one of them staying close enough to ogle her but far enough away that they could act like they weren't.
Not that Brad was paying them much attention. He was far to busy admiring Sakura, his mouth almost falling open as soon as he saw her again. Her kimuno-thing was even lower down her shoulders, so much of her massive tits on display they were practically spilling out as she leaned over her booth. And her back was arched so seductively she looked like a pinup girl as she stood there smiling at him with a look no other woman could ever hope to match. He barely even noticed the subtle shifting of the silky fabric around her legs, like she was fidgeting or moving from one foot to the other or something. He definitely didn't notice the way she every so slightly tensed at seemingly random intervals. Even if the soft jiggle of her breasts and soft flush creeping into her cheeks still made his heart skip a beat. More than anything he was just disappointed he couldn't actually see any hint of her cock. Unlike the last time he'd visited her. The way she was bent over kept most of her lower half hidden behind her booth in an ever so slightly awkward position.
Of course there was hardly any time to think about that as he finished a five dollar bill out of his pocket and set it down on the booth, “Is it still five bucks for a kiss?”
“Absolutely,” She purred, taking his money and tucking it away without ever shifting into a different position, “I was wondering when you'd come back to see me handsome!” Her eyes darted to his friends trying to act like they weren't watching and she teasingly added, “Or if I'd see you again!”
Glancing at his friends Brad rubbed the back of his neck and blushed a little, “Yeah sorry about them, but I was gonna miss seeing you! Even if I had to drag myself here!”
“Good,” Sakura whispered, grabbing the front of his Letterman jacket and pulling him down towards her, “That's what I like to hear!”
Barely stifling the violent, retching shudder spreading through their body like wildfire Yasmina choked on Sakura's fat cock with an ear to ear smile. Or as much of one as they could manage with their lips stretched taut around a prick more than twice the size of theirs. All while desperately stroking their own as fast as possible as they hid from everyone beneath their lover's kimono. It took everything they had to stay quiet and Sakura certainly wasn't making it any easier!
Not that Yasmina had any complaints. As hard as it might've been to keep their voice down while frantically lurching back and forth along her massive dick they absolutely loved the feel of it throbbing so hard against their inner walls. Feeling all that precum oozing into their stomach and filling them with a toe curling warmth more addicting than anything else in the world. Particularly while she was kissing someone else. Yasmina felt like the biggest slut in existence as they throated that unbelievably thick, gorgeously long shaft while the woman they were sucking off made out with someone else. It was like something straight out of their favorite hentai. Which only excited them all the more as seconds slipped by and they swallowed what felt like gallons of precum. To say nothing of the precum they squirted all over their legs and Sakura's kimono. How her newest customer couldn't smell them both was a mystery Yasmina didn't have any chance of answering.
Though there wasn't much time to ask any questions or think about much of anything! Between the constant thrill of getting caught, the simple joy of sucking a fat girl cock, and the unimaginable ecstasy of stroking themselves throughout it all they were totally overwhelmed. Even if someone had figured everything out it would've been nearly impossible to stop. Especially as Sakura's hips started moving in the smallest bursts. Nowhere near enough to face fuck them properly but after staying remarkably still for so much longer than Yasmina could've managed even the tiniest difference felt incredible. And it absolutely ruined them more than words could describe, their hand moving so fast it was a blur as wave after wave of pleasure crashed down on them.
So much sooner than they'd expected, so much sooner than they'd wanted, they were pushed to the edge and left on the verge of tumbling over. What'd seemed like the beginning of their pleasure had suddenly turned into the end before Yasmina could even fathom the ecstasy crashing through them. It was all so beautifully overwhelming and completely all encompassing it was impossible to hold back or control themselves. Sakura could've been as still as a statue and somehow throating her gorgeously fat cock still would've sent Yasmina spiraling like few things could.
And they were so completely entranced with the pleasure ravishing their body they didn't even realize their companion was nowhere near finished. They were too busy wallowing in their own ecstasy the thought never even occurred to them. Like the greedy cock hungry slut they were they just stroked their madly twitching length and slobbered all over the fat dick in front of them.
All the while their gorgeous companion happily made out with a complete stranger. Yasmina didn't know who she was kissing or if anyone else was around but their mind went absolutely wild with fantasies and ideas as they teetered on the edge of a mind numbing swell of pleasure. They imagined dozens of people all gathered around waiting for their turn. An entire line stretching down the lane filled with eager customers watching her every move as she passionately kissed her newest guest. None of them even the slightest bit aware someone was lurking just out of sight. Someone was desperately slurping and sucking on her fat cock with everything they had and trying to stay completely silent despite their wanton passion. And that oh so sweet thought only helped send them tumbling down into that churning sea of pure bliss all the faster.
After what could've been minutes or hours for all they knew Yasmina finally succumbed to the pleasure rippling through their body. With one final, barely suppressed gurgle they inhaled every last centimeter of Yasmina's cock and held themselves against the base as it swelled against and inside them. They grabbed a handful of her plump, jiggling ass and held on for dear life while their other hand was a blur across their cock. For a few more seconds at least. Not long after that their hand went completely still at the base of their cock while their back arched, their eyes disappeared into the back of their head, and a tidal wave of pleasure crashed down on them.
Wildly bucking their hips and gurgling as loudly as they could get away with Yasmina was absolutely consumed by pleasure. It washed over their senses and absolutely ruined them in the most breathtaking ways imaginable, radiating to the very tips of their fingers and toes as their body was completely overcome. And through it all thick jets of arousal squirted from their painfully sensitive tip so hard and so fast they splattered across the inside of Sakura's kimono in a gooey shower. Every single twitch or spasm or weakly uncontrollable thrust sent another jet streaking through the heady air around them with such an amazing ferocity Yasmina was drenching themselves in their own warmth. Thick rivulets of spunk rolled down the inside of Sakura's elegant dress, the fabric constantly shifting and rippling amidst the barrage of jizz hitting it, while even more rolled across Yasmina's goosebump riddled skin as they just continued to squirt. All while a fat cock was distending their throat and cutting off every scrap of oxygen they were trying to suck in.
Yet no matter how easy it would've been Yasmina didn't pull away. Even as a whole different sort of shudder rippled through their body and their lungs screamed for a reprieve. The toe curling joy of quite literally choking on a fat cock while cumming hard enough to make their head spin was too addicting to give up. At least as long as they were still gushing like a broken fire hydrant. As soon as those fountains turned to dribbles they could pull back. Or at least that was the intention.
“Are you sure you don't want another kiss?” Sakura whispered, her eyes locked with her companion's as she pulled just far enough away to deny him, her lips still brushing against his while she subtly pushed even more tightly against the little slut between her legs, “One more for the road?”
“I can't...” He replied in a voice filled with disappointment. “I only had ten bucks left... I need the rest to get home...”
“I understand.” Pushing herself upright and withdrawing from him Sakura leaned back and pressed her cock back into her lover's throat just as they tried to pull back. She pinned their head against the edge of the booth and even rolled her hips just the tiniest bit as she did, taking full advantage of her softly flowing kimono to hide everything, “You'll have to bring a little more money next time!”
“Yeah!” Nodding along and smiling he glanced at his companions for a second, as if suddenly remembering they were there, before continuing, “Definitely!”
Still quietly and subtly facefucking her little plaything Sakura beamed up at him for a few seconds before looking to his friends. Nearly all of them looked away as soon as she did and she couldn't help but giggle while she turned back to her guest, “Although...”
“Although?” Perking up like a puppy hearing the sound of a treat bag he leaned in and watched her with a slowly widening smile.
“I suppose I could give such a generous customer a little reward before you go...” She remarked, teasingly biting her lip as she reached out to grab the front of his jacket once more, “A little taste of what you'll get next time...”
Before he could say anything she'd pulled him down into another, much shorter kiss. Though she didn't think twice about absolutely ruining him with all the unbridled passion he'd no doubt come to expect already. If anything she may have been even more wild in her embrace, it was hard to control herself as she felt Yasmina squirming and shaking beneath her. To say nothing of her throat spasming and tightening so ferociously around her cock. She could feel her lover growing more frantic by the second but she didn't relent. Not until she was done ruining all other women for her handsome young companion and leaving him completely dumbfounded.
Pulling away from him and finally letting her plaything breath Sakura delighted in the dopey grin plastered across his face as he stood there smiling while she giggled. At least until the sloppy sounds of Yasmina gasping for breath filled the momentary quiet, perfectly arriving between another batch of fireworks and sending a rush of adrenaline through Sakura's body. Though even when her giddy friend didn't seem to notice she still spoke up in a casual attempt to drown out her partner.
“Don't expect any more free kisses!” She laughed, “At least, not unless you're ready to spend a little more money!”
“Really?” He asked, his voice filled with delight and his smile growing even wider.
“I like a man who's not afraid to go after what he wants.” Sakura whispered. She deliberately looked at his visibly jealous friends and spoke in a slightly louder voice, “Confidence is sexy... and you've got more than enough to go around!”
“Th-Thanks...” Nervously rubbing the back of his head and blushing he stared at her for a few more seconds before sheepishly sliding his hands into his pockets and awkwardly saying, “I guess I-I-I'll see you soon?”
“I certainly hope so!” Sakura replied.
Flashing that same dopey smile he gave a quick little nod before turning away. His buddies immediately fell in line behind him as he walked past and Sakura heard them teasing him even over the sound of the fireworks. Though she was delighted to hear him rebuking them and even more delighted to hear some fishing for information about the kiss. Including why he'd gotten a third for free.
But her attention was rather quickly pulled down to her companion as she heard them let out a sigh and felt their breath against her still wildly twitching cock, “You can come out now if you'd like, no one's around to see you.”
There was a short, exhilarating pause before Yasmina asked perhaps the most exciting question they could've, “Do I have to?”
A wild shiver rippled through her body as those three simple words excited her beyond reason. Her cock twitched so hard it actually smacked against Yasmina's cheek with enough force to send an audible slap filling the air. If only for a moment or two before it was completely drowned out by the rest of the festival. And after glancing up and down the road for a moment to make sure no new companions were about to approach she flattened her hands against the table and took a long, deep breath before responding.
“Of course not. We'll just have to be careful and avoid any—”
Interrupting their lover with a soft giggle and a clumsy, if exuberant, bit of fumbling, Yasmina quickly and quietly scrambled into a whole new position. As much as they wanted to keep throating her cock until she erupted their poor jaw couldn't handle such a massive dick for that long. Not without some serious discomfort and plenty of regret down the line. Thankfully there was one part of them that wouldn't have any trouble with such a fat dick. A place they'd been training for literal years. And while it might've been a bit ungainly they weren't about to resist what felt like a once in a lifetime chance to satisfy their kinky side. Even if they nearly knocked Sakura over scrambling into the perfect position as they flipped themselves ass over elbow.
“What on earth are you doing down there?!”
“Just give me a few seconds!” Yasmina grunted, rolling up their skirt and wriggling up against the wall of the booth as they pulled their knees towards their chest, “It'll be worth it, I promise!”
“I don't doubt that!” Sakura laughed, “But it feels like you're trying to—”
Yasmina could almost picture the look of surprise on their companion's face as the swollen, precum and spit slathered tip of her cock pressed against their asshole. Though their own smile immediately faltered as they were rewarded with a fresh spurt of precum against their puffy, trembling ring. And it all but vanished when Sakura's hands found their legs soon after!
Clutching them through her kimono and pulling them into an even better position they moved fast and precisely. Like time was of the essence and more customers were bearing down on them as they tried to indulge their abject depravity. It was a thought Yasmina couldn't help but revel in as they clung to Sakura's legs and wrapped their hands around her ankles. Even if it was almost certainly nothing more than a thought as Sakura continued to adjust them both for the best possible position. Although they didn't have to waste too much time wondering and fantasizing...
“I hope you can keep your voice down!” Sakura moaned, “I hope I can keep my voice down!” She softly added.
No doubt in the middle of opening their mouth to respond Yasmina was immediately cut off by a single, ferocious thrust. Without so much as a moment's hesitation Sakura buried every last inch of her cock inside the tight little asshole waiting for her. Confident her wonderfully slutty lover was more than experienced enough to handle it all she didn't hold anything back. And neither did Yasmina, their beautifully throaty squeal filling the air and all but punctuating the wet smack of their bodies colliding so nicely. It took everything she had to not cry out in pleasure too, those indescribably tight inner walls clamping down so hard around her cock it was downright maddening. She never expected her slutty companion to have such a beautifully tight ass! She might've hoped but no matter how much she'd hoped Sakura was still absolutely floored by the intensity of it. By how hard they trembled and contracted around her dick just after that first pump!
So of course she immediately pulled out as fast as humanly possible. It was hard to keep her movements even the tiniest bit subtle but with no one around to really see she didn't even bother trying all that hard. She just grabbed the edges of her booth and leaned over while her cock absolutely flew out of Yasmina's greedy little hole. And as soon as she'd pulled out as far as she could Sakura didn't think twice about slamming balls deep inside them all over again.
Gleefully taking advantage of every second she had Sakura instantly launched into a wild, ball slapping frenzy of pure lust. Her eyes might've been open and endlessly scanning the area around her but her mind was almost completely lost in pleasure. Lost to the overwhelming ecstasy of the sloppily quivering ring tightening so ferociously around her cock. And the endless thrill of hearing her newest and most adorable plaything gasping and whimpering and grunting with every stroke. She couldn't see what was happening underneath her kimono but she didn't care. Just feeling Yasmina's ass trembling around her was all the motivation she could ever want.
Although she still reveled in everything else assailing her senses as she hammered away like she was in the raunchiest pornographic film imaginable. From the way their nails dug into her skin to the madly tightening pulse of their sack as her own smacked against them anything and everything they did ravished Sakura with toe curling pleasure. Especially after the thrill of kissing a handsome young stud while getting a nice, sloppy blowjob just out of sight! And with the heady smell of sex, and cum, slowly clouding the air around her she couldn't have focused on anything else. Her every ragged breath was filled with that intoxicating mixture and the longer she thrusted the more overwhelming it was. A beautifully hypnotic cycle she couldn't hope to escape from and never would've wanted to. Not while her cock was still so unbearably hard!
Sakura only slowed down when other people arrived to wander down the street and lazily meander past her booth. The very moment she spotted any sign of someone she buried her cock in Yasmina's ass with a thunderous stroke and leaned forward like she always did. There was no hiding her blushing face nor the beads of sweat rolling down her alabaster skin but at the very least she could keep her little minx a secret from anyone walking by. Though she could never resist the temptation to slowly grind against them in small, rhythmic motions despite how easily both of them could've been caught. And she certainly didn't restrain herself when someone actually approached her booth. Customers were few and far between but every single one was met with the same lascivious smile and tantalizing offer. Almost like she wasn't balls deep in some mewling little slut desperately trying to keep their voice down and no doubt soaking themselves in precum. Of course she remained the picture of professionalism in spite of all that!
“Now that was a wonderful kiss!”
“Mmm I should be paying you for a kiss like that!”
“Are you sure you don't want another darling?”
“Oh I wouldn't mind doing that again, especially with you handsome!”
And through it all her fat cock stayed buried so deep inside Yasmina's ass it was making their stomach bulge and all but forcing the air out of their lungs. Every ragged breath they sucked in was more labored than the last while she wasn't moving and it was almost a relief when she started pounding them again. For all of a second or two before she started hitting their prostate with ferocious abandon and absolutely soaking their guts in thick strands of precum. After that Yasmina was left all but begging for someone else to come by for a kiss. If only to stop themselves from absolutely painting their face in even more cum than they already had and exploding much, much too fast! Their face was already dripping in precum and their hair was an absolutely mess as jizz rolled down their cheeks and there was no telling what kind of mess they'd make if they actually came. Not that any part of them was annoyed by the ecstasy ravishing their senses and building ever higher inside their body.
How could they be? It didn't matter what Sakura was doing or even how long it lasted. So long as her massive cock was deep inside their ass and her fat balls were completely smothering their own everything felt perfect. And they were even rewarded with more gooey jets of precum every single time someone interrupted the madness to make use of her services. After a few minutes, or a few hours for all they they knew, they were so full to bursting they couldn't take another drop. Not that they had much of a choice in the matter. Nor did they really want it. Feeling her pumping all that precum even deeper into their ass was a pleasure they'd never felt before and a pleasure they couldn't stop basking in no matter how great the pressure was.
And thanks to how completely her cock stuffed up their ass that maddening pressure only continued to build and build and build. Before long it truly felt like they were about to pop like a water balloon if something didn't come along to save them. Especially after a maddeningly long stretch of Sakura kissing what felt like hundreds of other people. Like the entire festival had shown up for two or three kisses each. By the time she started moving again after that ordeal Yasmina was actually clutching their stomach and groaning like some enormous beached whale.
Luckily for Yasmina nothing quite so dramatic happened. Instead they were left grunting and groaning in a mindless stupor for a few more seconds before the issue just about solved itself. In the most depraved and over the top way imaginable of course. And in a way they couldn't have stopped even if their life depended on it. They were simply left awash in a whole new kind of pleasure as all that gooey precum finally came rushing back out again amidst their shuddering ecstasy.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh F-FUCK!”
Completely forgetting about how quiet they needed to be, completely forgetting about damn near everything, they were overwhelmed within seconds. Barely two pumps after Sakura started again she felt their asshole tighten and heard them cry out. An instant after that she was pinning them against the booth and holding them there while they shuddered and spasmed in abject bliss.
Cum squirted out of their cock in massive, gooey jets while torrents of jizz sputtered and squelched out of their madly trembling asshole. Thick rivulets of Sakura's jizz rolled down their skin and seeped into their already soaking wet skirt while they busily painted themselves in arousal. The mess already panting their face and seeping into their hair was almost instantly covered up by the deluge of warmth erupting from their cock with every passing second. With every convulsive shudder and spasmodic burst of quivering.
The already unimaginable depravity that was their moment to moment existence grew even more unbelievable in the toe curling ecstasy that ravished Yasmina for nearly a minute straight. There was no end to the insanity as Sakura's fat cock pulsed and throbbed against their inner walls while they were practically drowning in their cum. While they were wracked with all consuming waves of pure delight so overwhelming and all encompassing it was truly impossible to function. At least as anything beyond a human cock sleeve. Not at all helped, or very much helped, by Sakura wickedly rolling her hips and grinding against Yasmina's g-spot while they were lost in their madness. Much to their agonizing and altogether incoherent delight.
Pushed even further down the seemingly never ending spiral of madness and ecstasy assailing them Yasmina was all but screaming for a release by the time their pleasure started to diminish. After they'd completely soaked their chest, face, hair, and even parts of Sakura's legs in gooey strands of jizz. And even more spunk was coating their madly quivering ass as thick strands of precum continued to ooze out of their sloppily trembling hole even after they'd gone almost entirely limp. All the while those smooth, measured thrusts and gentle grinding continued to send cum leaking out of their dick in a near constant stream. One almost perfectly unbroken strand dribbling from their cock even while it started to soften and go completely limp between their legs. Only when Sakura finally stopped did both flows finally stop too, an all at once welcome relief and a frustrating stop. Once they realized their enigmatic companion still hadn't cum yet.
“You... you didn't... cum... yet...” They groaned.
“No I didn't.” Sakura replied, her voice betraying the smile spread across her face even as she whispered so gently Yasmina could scarcely hear her.
“Why... not...”
“Perhaps I'm enjoying myself too much to bring things to an end?”
“Really...”
Sakura giggled and her cock swelled just a little bit more. Yasmina groaned at the stimulation and squirmed, shakily clinging to their lover's legs as they asked, “What if I... what if I wanted you... to cum... i-inside me?”
Another bout of shuddering pleasure ravished Yasmina as the fat dick buried inside them throbbed even harder while Sakura replied, “Then I'd say we might be here a while longer...”
“H-How much longer?”
“I'm not sure the festival will still be open.” She laughed.
Simultaneously amazed and terrified by that thought Yasmina tried to think fo something or respond with some witty remark. Maybe say something sexy and fun like out of a move. But it was impossible to form a coherent thought with such a massive dick in their ass. And even harder to speak with so many gooey strands of cum splattered across their lips. Even after they'd licked up most of the bittersweet goodness they could get and swallowed it down with a noisily little gulp that earned them even more delicious throbbing from the cock stuffed so deep in their ass.
But after a few more seconds of weighty, uncertain silence Yasmina finally came to their senses, or at least as much as that was possible, and wriggled out from under Sakura. Her cock slipped out of their ass with a wet pop and they all but collapsed onto the ground in a messy heap. A few seconds later they were crawling out from under her kimono with a mixture of embarrassment and amusement.
Blushing hard enough to give the fireworks above them a run for their money Yasmina shakily rolled their skirt back down before standing up. Sakura turned to face them with a knowing smile and they could only smile back as they tried and failed to do something about the gooey mess that was their clothes. Neither of them said anything as she simply watched them try to clean up some of it with a few woefully inadequate napkins from their purse. But those were hardly enough to deal with the countless stains that'd already set in and they didn't even think about the strands still dripping off their face. Let alone the ones soaking into their hair. Not until they instinctively brushed it back behind their ears and felt the mess first hand.
“I think it might be a lost cause.” Sakura remarked.
“Yeah... you don't have any moist towelettes or anything, do you?”
“Sadly no, I used the last of them cleaning up the previous lover I hid beneath my kimono.”
Despite their growing fear of doing an unintentional cumwalk back to their car Yasmina couldn't help but smile at that quip. “I guess I should've sopped by sooner!”
“Yes you should've!” Sakura agreed. They shared a smile before she took a step closer and comfortably draped her hands on her companion's waist, moving in close despite the cum splattering their face, “But I think we'll have enough time to make up for it.”
“We w-w-will?” Yasmina stammered, immediately, if nervously, sliding their hands around Sakura's waist too.
“Of course...” Slowly leaning in with a lascivious smile Sakura swept Yasmina up in another passionate kiss. Their lips reunited in a swell of giddy delight and their tongues coiled around one another with wild abandon. She even tasted some of the cum still lingering in their mouth for a few heady moments before pulling away and simply asking, “Did you think I wasn't going to cum too?”
“O-Of course not!” Yasmina whispered, blushing harder than ever, “But how are we—”
Their question was interrupted by a brief, wonderful kiss and Sakura simply, mischievously, replying, “Why would I spoil the surprise?”