บท 98: 'Big' Hiro's Sex [ 3 ]
The birds were chirping, the sky was clear, and Aunt Cass turned her closed sign around to open. Almost immediately the rush of people into the café put her a little off. She needed back-up… Hiro was still asleep but soon Wasabi, Honey Lemon, Gogo, and Fred all entered the café as well.
"Oh wow, it's really busy today." Honey Lemon looked around concerned. "I don't think we can get a table.
"OH! Kids! Thank goodness. Can you guys help me with the morning rush?" Aunt Cass asked, giving them all puppy dog eyes as Gogo blew a big bubble of gum… pop.
"…Sure Aunt Cass." She said politely.
Immediately Wasabi, Fred, and Honey Lemon looked at her somewhat surprised. She looked back, scowled, and arms crossed indignantly on her breasts. "…What? I help Aunt Cass all the time."
...Recently.
"She really does." Aunt Cass smiled, "Seriously I'll pay you. Plus tips."
"Oh don't be silly!" Honey Lemon said, taking Aunt Cass's trey, only to have Gogo take it instead. "You don't have to pay us, we're family." Aunt Cass smiled sweetly at the near innocent perfection that was Honey Lemon.
"Just put the sign-up Aunt Cass." Gogo said almost as an afterthought as she went around the counter and, oddly, put on a black apron covered in skulls.
"Fred, Wasabi. Food-prep and register." Aunt Cass said practically, the boys saluted as they went to work. "Honey Lemon. Coffee." She smiled and promptly went to the counter. "And Gogo. I'll put the sign-up." She smiled at the tough as nails but the heart of gold girl as she went behind the counter and took an odd cardboard sign out. Hanging it on the counter for all to see.
Gogo had been helping out Aunt Cass when she had a little time, not only for the work but… well… because it's Aunt Cass… Hiro lived right upstairs… seemed like a good idea to get into her good graces. Or at least deeper into her good graces. But ever since Gogo started helping out there, an obvious crowd started coming in. They behaved well enough when she wasn't there, but Aunt Cass quickly had to deter any… 'idiots'. As Gogo put it.
Hence the sign
'Touch the waitress and you WILL be hurt.' Frowny angry face.
Gogo went about the crowd of people like lightning, taking orders and names before delivering food prepared by Aunt Cass and Fred, who was surprisingly good at cooking despite the fact that he was waited on hand and foot by a butler during most of his off time. Honey Lemon, thanks to her sciency brilliance was amazing at preparing the mochaccinos and cappuccinos and all the -chinos. And Wasabi was so talented with the money he didn't even really need the register, adding everything up almost instantly in his head.
One by one, table by table, everyone was served and fed. Then the morning rush lessened, and an average amount of people soon entered and left the café. No longer needing her surrogate nieces and nephews, they finally got their own table. Gogo handed Aunt Cass her skull apron and sat down with the others…
"I can't believe Hiro isn't up yet." Honey Lemon noted as her smiley face pancakes slowly disappeared.
"Well he was up late last night at the base repairing Baymax." Wasabi said softly, inhaling his coffee before sipping it daintily. "I don't think he went home until two in the morning."
Gogo drank her own coffee, trying to hide a rather smug smile as the memory of last night quickly returned. Baymax had taken some big hits from the dancing duo High Voltage trying to protect Hiro. He had spent the remainder of the fight twitching and stuttering comically until they got him back to the base to recharge properly and allow Hiro to repair what he could. The day saved, everyone else went home… except for Gogo…
…And not to let up a particular opportunity…
A few hours earlier.
"Gogo! Gogo!!" Hiro groaned, wearing only his helmet and a condom as he rammed into Gogo from behind. She was wearing her yellow armor, but not the black suit normally beneath it. Her body pressed against the wall as she moaned softly, feeling his eager length plunge in and out of her as her ass rippled against his thrusts. "AH. Ahh…" he sighed softly, smacking his hips loudly against her ass as his hands caressed her waist.
"MMm! Ah-aaah…" she moaned, breathing heavily on her mask, steaming it erotically as her eyes rolled up into her head. "Emm! MMM! YEAH…" she sneered as her pussy tightened and she came, her hands clawing the wall as her boots scrapped on the floor. The forehead of her helmet hit the wall as her body shivered erotically, her ass reflexively twerking as Hiro's relentless thrusts sent her further over the edge as her back arched and she climaxed even harder. "Ah! GOD!!"
"EEMm!! GOGO!!" he pushed deep and she felt the condom fill like a rapid balloon inside her, her vaginal wall stretching around it as he slowly pulled out, he breathed heavily. The condom stretching her trembling labia as her lower body shook, her pussy drooling a trail of arousal onto the floor. He slipped the condom off, tied it, and let it drop to the floor with a sickening wet smack.
"MMmn." She moaned, turning her head to look over her shoulder at him as he mechanically reached for another condom, put it on, and immediately shoved it back into her pussy. "Aooh…! MMM!!" his arms wrapped around her waist as her head rolled back, tapping against his helmet as he began again in earnest, breathing heavily as he pounded her from behind, her pussy sloshing and clenching around his condom covered cock. He gazed down at her rippling ass, how it bounced and jiggled on his pounding hips.
"Make me cum Hiro." She growled, eyes rolling in her sockets as she gazed at the base ceiling, "Come on… come on… deeper Hiro. Get deep inside me. Ah! Ah…"
Hiro eagerly obeyed, deeper, harder, tighter! Chanting her name like a prayer mantra. "Gogo! Gogo! Gogo!-"
"Gogo? GOGO?!"
POW!
She reacted instinctively, suddenly lashing out and smacked Fred across the face and he fell dramatically to the floor.
"OOOOOOOOW." He moaned, lying still on the floor as she blinked down at him. Apparently, she had been staring blankly for a few minutes now, Fred had decided to ask why.
"…Sorry, Fred." She said, unable to deny that it was completely her fault.
"So-kay…" he moaned, rubbing his cheek. "I totally should've dodged it… with my... lizardy reflexes..." he mumbled as Gogo glanced at a staring Wasabi and Honey Lemon.
"Are you alright Gogo?" Honey Lemon asked with curious concern as Gogo stretched… inadvertently drawing a few stares.
"Yeah… guess I'm still a bit tired. Sorry again Fred." She noted, then sighed, "…Buy yourself a donut, my treat."
"Sweet! Worth it." he grinned, already going off to the counter for the said donut.
"…You know what? I'm going upstairs to the apartment." Gogo said, yawning broadly. Hiro had spent a good couple hours with her before they finally ran out of condoms… they had been running low a lot. "See if Hiro's up… and if not, I'm going to take a nap. That alright Aunt Cass?"
"Sure Gogo." Aunt Cass said as Fred chewed his donut.
"You sure?" Honey Lemon asked.
"Yeah we weren't going to do much today anyway right? Just go to the mall?"
"I do need more scented candles." Wasabi noted rather wistfully. "MMmn…" a smile stretched on his face.
"Comics!" Fred cheered.
"I was just going to keep them company." Honey Lemon replied sweetly as she fiddled with the last of her pancakes.
"Well alright then. Nap it is. See you guys later." She waved them off and headed out and up to the apartment above. She stepped casually up the steps, used the spare hidden key that Hiro had hidden in a camouflage compartment in the door frame, she entered. Shutting and locking the door behind her.
She then ignored the couch and began walking up the stairs. Slowly climbing the steps as she soon reached Hiro's room. She opened the door stepping silently with ninja-like grace inside. The curtains were shut, the room was dark, and Hiro snored adorably on top of his blankets and futon cover, Baymax had been moved into Tadashi's room. Even though he spent most of the time there in his charger, it somehow only seemed fitting. Gogo, silent as a ninja, shut the door. Before stepping casually towards Hiro's futon.
"MMn…" he moaned softly, rolling over and stretching out… then promptly began to snore, and drool…
Almost as an afterthought, she blew a big bubble of gum. And POP!
"MMMm… Gogo…" he smiled blissfully, wrapping his arms around a pillow and squeezing tightly. She smirked, that was almost adorable. She stood upright, watching him sleep for a minute, then he rolled over again and his boxers had a more noticeable bulge… ah… morning wood. The bane and the blessing of many a young man.
Pop. Went her gum as a few dozen thoughts went through her mind… but she shrugged, taking his chair from his computer desk. spinning it around and sitting on it reverse. Resting her chin on the back of the chair and, stretching her legs forward. Letting her big, soft, majestic ass face Hiro as the chair further enhanced her shapely lower body. She bounced it up and down slightly, trying to get comfortable, and promptly turned on his computer, turning the sound all the way down. She then found a few of his games and promptly ruined his high scores in about half of them. Well the ones that had high scores.
"Hmm…" he mumbled, sitting up blearily as the repetitive flickering lights woke him in the darkened room. "Wha-Gogo? What are you-" his mind broke at the perfect shape of her ass on his chair, she wiggled slightly, rapidly flicking her fingers on his controller as she achieved yet another high score. His cock jumped out of his boxers, and blushing, covered himself up.
"Bout time you work up Hiro." She mumbled, glancing over her shoulder and blowing a bubble. Pop "You missed the morning rush…"
"Oh man…" he mumbled, "And it's the busiest day to…" he checked his clock, "Ugh…"
"Don't worry we covered for you… we needed to after all the LONG. HARD. WORK you went through last night…"
"That was you!" he said, blushing furiously "You did that!"
"We did that…" she noted as she finally died, her little starship exploding and Game OVER appearing on the screen. "I didn't hear you complaining at the time." Hiro didn't meet her eyes.
"…You started it." he said reluctantly, as she smirked, blowing another bubble. Pop.
"Woman up Hiro. Drink some coffee. We both had fun." She noted, not realizing his determined look as she picked another game, classic Puckman. "I'm just giving you sh-IIIIIT!!" she jumped as she gasped, "Ooh!" she jerked her head around, and glared at him. Shivering slightly as he pressed down on her back. He had tugged down her bike shorts and underwear just enough to get access to her tight rear hole. And promptly injected himself right up her tight ass. "Ah! You! LITTLE!..." she hissed, "Ah. Ahhhh…" she began to moan as he thrust slowly in and out of her ass, the chair rocking roughly back and forth as she bit her bottom lip and the 'wag-ga wag-ga' sounds of her puckman quickly dying.
Her feet scraped the floor, her toes curling as he smacked his hips against her bouncy rear again and again. His favorite past time as of recently. The closest he could get to 'smackin dat ass' without being knocked out cold afterward.
"Gogo. Gogo…" he moaned lovingly into her ear from behind, her rear hole spasmed and clenched around his firm morning wood. His tongue swirled along her earlobe and down her neck as he put his full weight onto her back, his hips pumping mechanically behind her as she clawed at the back of the chair. "OOoh you feel so good…" he praised as she shuddered in response.
"Ooh-ahh…" her mouth opened her gum dangling back and forth on her teeth as she sucked in air. "Ah! AH! Ah!" her panting, erotic moans joining his smacking hips as her ass rippled from his blows and ass cheeks tightened around his plunging and retreating cock. Her tight rim stretching and collapsing on him as she gasped, "H-Hiro. OH! FUCK!"
SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!
Hiro's hips rapidly slammed in and out of her ass as his feet slipped back on the carpet, his voice undulating over her oncoming orgasm as she tightened like a vice around his cock. "Ahh-!! GO-MMNH?!" flexibly she turned silencing him with a wet sloppy kiss, moaning into his mouth as her eyes rolled up in pleasure. A thick, plentiful torrent of her younger lover's cum shot into her bowels, warming and filling her instantly as her ass hole spasmed around his trembling, eager length.
His hands slid up her ass cheeks to her chest, squeezing her breasts as she moaned into his mouth, both breathing heavily through their noses as they violently made out. "MMn…mwah… mmm!" his tongue wrestled hers, her gum swirling around both of them as he finally pulled away… she gasped for breath… then promptly slapped him across the cheek. But not very hard.
"Little dick…" she whispered coyly, scowling at him but a little red-faced. He kissed her again, she groaned impatiently but let him have his fun.
"Ah… that was the best yet…" he moaned into her soft lips as he slipped her gum playfully back into her slightly open mouth. His hands still squeezing and caressing her breasts.
"Good for you." She said condescendingly, he frowned, looking at her with puppy dog eyes.
"Come on Gogo, you liked it too… how many times did you cum?" he said, more out of curiosity then pride. Not that she was going to tell him… besides she lost count of all the little ones.
"Just pull out Hiro… Slowly!" she quickly added with a hiss as her tight little ass hole got briefly confused at the sudden quick motion of its new favorite treat. Send an emergency signal of exciting pleasure throughout the rest of her body that said, 'battle station incoming another volley!'…
The fact of the matter was, ever since their first anal session Hiro had quickly gotten attached… and while Gogo wasn't really an anal sort of girl… at first. She did see the appeal after five or… six more times…
They certainly used a lot fewer condoms… but there was the cleanup that was the problem. After a good Hiro pounding, which essentially to her was EVERY Hiro pounding, she was leaking for hours unless she immediately took a shower. The last thing she needed was an embarrassing stain on her pants. Both excuses she could use for said stains were terrible in the long run.
"Ugh I need to use your shower…" she mumbled, trembling slightly as she got to her feet, using the chair to steady herself as she slowly got the feeling back into her shapely legs.
"…But I wanted… to do it again." Hiro said sheepishly, as she glared at him.
"One surprise butt sex wasn't enough?" she said rather flatly as he smirked that stupid grin and didn't meet her eyes. "You're horn dogging again. Do you want a repeat of what happened at the Yoga place?"
"…Kinda?" he said, a little more confused than anything. "Other than the fact that Baymax and Honey Lemon were there, it wasn't so… awful…" he finished lamely, as he got a good look at her stern 'you're pushing your luck Hiro' face.
"Oh? So you like the idea of me sexually torturing you, you pervert?" she said, strutting slowly to his bathroom… glancing over her sexy shoulders, and pushing her biker shorts down. She pushed her ass cheeks firmly together, shaking her hips slowly. "…Come here…" she said as he excitedly followed her into the shower. She pushed him onto the toilet. "Stay." She purred as he grinned watching her eagerly as slowly, she pulled off her jacket, slowly she wiggled her hips in place. More for movement than any sort of dancing… she tossed the jacket on him, the shoulders hooking onto his as he smiled at her, she leaned forward… and kissed him.
It made him feel warm and complete when she kissed him. And they both were enjoying it… she was still enjoying it as she took the sleeves of her jacket and tied them tightly behind Hiro. "Eerp!? Gogo?" he squeaked, "That's kinda…" his cock throbbed as she stepped away, leaving him trapped in her quickly jury-rigged straight jacket as she slowly removed her shirt, tossing that onto his twitching cock. Off came the bra that she used to further bind his hands, and finally she turned on the shower…
She stood outside the shower as the water heated up, and with a playful, but cruel, wink… she stepped into it. "MMmnn…" she moaned, her voice echoing acoustically around the shower. Hiro's cock twitched excitedly as he watched her slowly and deliberately rub her sexy, curvy body under the cascade of water from the showerhead. "Oooooh…" she moaned, cupping her hands before her so it pooled on her chest. She pulled them away as water splashed loudly on the floor, swirling down the drain as she adjusted the removable head from its holder, getting her purple streaked hair soaked as much as the rest of her shapely body.
For the record. Hiro liked the idea of Gogo modeling just for him, but the way she went about it in the store was cruel.... This time was equally as cruel as teasing him in front of Honey Lemon. Gogo watched sultrily from the shower, her eyes twinkling mischievously as she licked her lips and approached the glass… "Ah…" she moaned, slowly rising up on her tiptoes, and lowering, pressing her body firmly against the glass as her breasts and legs squeaked and rubbed up against it. Her tongue licking her lips seductively as she ran it slowly on the glass… "AHhhh…" she sighed letting the water splash against her rear, she opened her cheeks, letting the showerhead shoot off excess Hiro juice as she continued to grind her soft body against the glass, leaving streaks of her shape upon it as she kept rubbing herself up and down against it.
Then… her hand slid down the stall, and she slipped her fingers into her soaked, wet, pussy. "Ahhh…" he moaned opened, her eyes sultry and inviting, she bit her bottom lip as the back of her hand pressed against the glass… and she began to thrust her lower body forward on it. "Ah… ooh… yeah…" she moaned, visibly fucking her own hand as she pressed her chest against the glass. "Mmmn. MMMM!!" she shuddered, smiling blissfully as her head rolled back, her breast heavily rapidly as her lower body shook and trembled. "Ahh!" her mouth opened, her crotch drooled arousal down her shapely thighs as she came. Her other hand clawed the glass as her whole body shivered beautifully. Her knees wobbling as her delectable body jiggled… Hiro was going to explode.
"Ha… ha-ha-ha…" she laughed, smirking at him before she pushed away from the glass, letting it fog up as she lathered and rinsed. Feeling more than proud of herself… also remarkably satisfied. Teasing Hiro and rubbing one out was oddly gratifying… in fact… if she thought about it a little harder than 'serves him right'. She'd find that she rather LIKED the idea of Hiro watching her intently as she masturbated.
Just for him.
…She was in the shower, so she didn't notice quite how much that idea made her wet.
She stepped seductively out of the shower. Pop. Blowing another bubble as she reached for Hiro's towel she swayed a little, swinging it behind her back as she rubbed it back and forth, glancing at him coyly as she 'danced' like a bellydancer with a sash, drying herself off as she jerked it back and forth, up and down her body. Then wrapped the towel around her, rubbing it firmly up and down against her silky clean skin. If Hiro washed his own towel, a task Aunt Cass did weekly, he would consider never washing it again as he watched Gogo use it.
She hung it back up, and stepping towards her shorts, she bent forward, ass facing Hiro as it wobbled, he moaned as he stared at it. she slipped one leg, then the other, into her shorts before promptly pulling them up her body… as if to say. The show's over.
She took her shirt and pulled it on… then her jacket. Freeing the rather demoralized Hiro as his cock throbbed. "And that's me teasing you." She noted almost as an afterthought. "Put on some pants Hiro… actually, take a shower." She then undid her bra knot, freeing his hands before tossing her jacket over her shoulder and walking out like the queen that she was. "Might want to take care of that first…" she noted with a smug grin as he glanced down at his twitching length.
About five minutes of furious annoyed fapping later Hiro dried off and put his clothes on before heading back into his room to find Gogo beating his high scores again. But unlike before when she left herself open, she was using the chair properly, she blew a bubble with another signature 'Pop'.
"Hey you got any two-player games?"
"Yeah." He said, hesitantly, "A couple."
She held the controller out, "Got another one of these?"
"…Sort off." He said. With less enthusiasm than you'd expect...
"Want to play with me?" she said, 'innocently'. Or at least as Innocently as Hiro was going to let himself believe.
"…Sure." He said and walked past her into Tadashi's old room. Retrieved the second player control from a drawer. And returned, plugging it in and spending a good deal of time playing whatever with Gogo…
A couple of hours later.
"How did you get so good?!" He asked as she shrugged.
"That weird kid that Fred hates makes me play his stupid games when we go ask him for information." She noted as she took down the boss with barely anything constituting help from Hiro. Not that he didn't try. "…Richardson. He won't let me play the same game twice… He's tolerable When he's not looking at my butt and calling me 'dream girl'."
"Why does he make you play games?" Hiro asked, wondering how much virus-laden spam he could send to Richardson.
"That's his price. If I beat his scores, he does what we ask and if I ever lose, I have to go on a date with him. Something something, I'm never going to do it. And not just because I'll never lose." She added as they beat the game. "Cause he's a weird little perv that likes watching me lean over his arcade machines." She then eyed a rather annoyed looking Hiro. Pop, when her gum and her lips stretched into a smirk. "Ooooh? Feeling a little jealous."
"…I'm feeling annoyed that you're so good… Let's bot fight instead." He noted, in a rather surly tone.
"…Nah." She replied, already picking another game from his extensive list. "This is much more fun." She said blowing another bubble. "How about this one. Highway Warrior Turbo V Plus Hyper Turbo IV… does this game have two numbers in it?" she mumbled thoroughly confused.
"It's a fighting game. 1 V 1." He said…
"Alright surly boy, how about this…" she wiggled the control back and forth, watching him intently. "…If I win. We keep playing and I keep emasculating you." He sighed, "If you win…" she cooed softly, huskily, "I drop my pants. Lie down on my back, and let you have your way with me." His face went red, staring intently at his screen and not looking at her smug, smug, but incredibly seductive face.
POP went her gum in the palpable silence.
"…Press start." He said…
One thorough beatdown later.
"How?! How is that possible!?" he squeaked indignantly as the sexy Chinese fighter with the Gogo legs and ass got a flawless victory on him. "You've never even played the game before!"
"Well I played Highway Warrior IV at Richardson's arcade… he had the same response." She said smugly, "Now… ready for more emasculating?"
"No! No, I am not!" he declared frustratingly, "Just… anything else Gogo. Come on, please?" Gogo watched him and smirked.
"I don't know Hiro, I like beating you…" she said as he sighed, got on his knees.
"Please. Stop…" he sighed, as she laughed.
"Oh come on its not that bad." She turned the game off and stood up, stretching. "…Alright. Grab your toolbox." Hiro blinked at her curiously, "Come on. Grab your box and follow me. We're going for a walk." Hiro watched her slip her gloved hands into her pockets and watched her beautiful body strut out. "Hurry up!"
Hiro reached under his futon and grabbed the toolbox and quickly followed Gogo.
She went out of the house, and up the street. Together they walked for about thirty minutes until finally, they reached a storage center. Gogo walked right in with him behind her and together they moved through dozens of containers. She finally stopped at one before she unlocked it with a key. She lifted the shutter door open, inside was a small workbench, a raggedy looking couch and Hiro smiled at the sight of a beautiful, black, motorcycle… mostly unfinished.
"Wow… Look at that…" he said, the shiny black luster almost blinding as she pulled him in and shut the rattling shutter door. "Where did you get it?"
"Here. There. Everywhere… I've been working on it in my off time." She said, "Engine still needs work. But tires, seat, chassis. That's all good."
Hiro gazed at it amazed before kneeling and inspecting the engines. "What are you going to do when it's done?"
"Well I'm going to ride it." she said practically, "Then I'm going to sell it, and find another one to work on. Repeat" She tossed him a wrench, pop went her gum as he caught it and she smiled. "Come on, you can help boy genius." He grinned happily back…
After about an hour of hard work later, Gogo stretched, watching Hiro turning a few more bolts and wiping his forehead. "O-Kay…" he said, grinning at her as she smiled prettily back. "I think its good, battery and electrical is all hooked up… so… should we start it?"
"Hold on." She said, taking a tiny gas can and filling the tank a little. "Let's see if she'll turn over. Open up the door a bit so we don't choke on its exhaust." He lifted the shutter door a bit and she swung a shapely leg over it, straddling the powerful machine as she put her foot on the starter and-
VROOOOM!! It roared to life as Hiro cheered Gogo grinned and let it roar a little more, revving it loudly and proudly as she finally turned it off.
"That was awesome!" Hiro smiled as Gogo smiled at him, popping another bubble. "When can we go for a ride?"
…Gogo's eyes twinkled mischievously as she wiggled on the bike. "Oh… I don't know Hiro… do you have any protection?"
"Ah… no I forgot my helmet at home." he mumbled, scratching his moppy hair, "Ah well… maybe next… time…" Gogo smiled sultrily at him, blowing another bubble. Slowly… the air filling it up and-POP… she watched him as his eyes slowly widened. "Uh… actually Gogo." He said, kneeling by his toolbox and opening it. "…I think I might have something." He pulled out the condom packet, the very last one from that giant box she had given him weeks ago. He had stored it in his toolbox for just such an emergency.
"How about this?"
"Oh I think that will work Hiro…" she said, getting slowly off the bike before just as slowly pushing her biker shorts down. Naked from the waist down he watched as she straddled the bike again, leaning far forward so that her wonderful body molded upon it, her bouncy shapely rear rubbing her crotch on the leather seat as she wiggled it. "Hop on." Her hands held onto the handlebars as her upper body leaned over the middle of it.
Hiro's pants were on the floor without a second thought, his cock hard and ready as he tore the condom packet open, applying the condom with practiced ease before rubbing his hands on her back, and wonderful ass before tossing a leg over the bike. She felt his cock press between her ass cheeks as she wobbled that fleshy rear left and right, jerking and rubbing it as she wiggled it. His hands rested carefully on her ass cheeks as she moaned, spreading her apart as her pussy drooled a wet spot on the leather seat.
They groaned, shivering together as they connected, his length pushing deep into her body as she pushed back against him. Her hands still firmly on the handlebars but her upper body was pressed against the cool engine. She felt him enter completely inside her, his cock twitching against her inner walls as she moaned. Mouth open and eyes quivering in pleasure as his hands clutched to her tiny waist and began to pump her back and forth.
"Uh… ha… uh…" he went slow, and determinedly on. Steady and repetitive he enjoyed every inch of her body, as much as she enjoyed every inch of his length. And what a view he had, he would never get tired of watching her booty ripple as it bounced back against his thrusting waist, his gaze locked firmly onto her bouncing ass cheeks as they smacked back against him.
"Gogo… how do you always feel so gooooood…" he groaned eagerly, slowly speeding up as their echoing smacks filled the storage locker.
"Ha! Hahaha!" she laughed, biting her lower lip eagerly as she felt her own climax building, riding and rubbing her bike as he rode and rubbed her body. She shivered excitedly, her womanhood twitching around her younger lover's cock as she gasped, "Ahh... Ahh! I'm going to cum!" she moaned, her voice echoing like crazy around the storage locker as Hiro hissed, feeling her clench around him as his hands sunk firmly into her waist like they were glued there. "Oh my god! OH MY GOD!!"
She shuddered, head rolling back along with her eyes as her mouth opened and she screamed, "AhhhaAHHH!!!" she shuddered in pleasure as her lips stretched into a loving grin as Hiro trembled behind her, slamming his hips against her rippling ass as his arms suddenly wrapped around her waist. Slipping around them as her body writhed and shook on the bike.
Her orgasming body registered him speeding up, his hips smacking loudly against her fleshy ass as it rippled and shook with his constant deep motions, his cock throbbing and pulsating against her tight tunnel walls as she bit her bottom lip firmly, trying to stop the rapturous screaming of pleasure as he rode her, "Uh! AH! Ahh-Sh-it!!" she groaned, "Oh my GOD!"
"Ahh! Ahh!!..." Hiro went still, his hips pressed firmly against her ass as he held her tight, dropping onto her back as her fingers clawed the clutch of the bike, holding the handlebars tightly as her muscles disobeyed her and clenched tightly like a massive body-wide muscle cramp.
"NNNGHHH!" she tasted blood as the mind-blowing orgasm ripped through her. She felt the condom expand as it struggled to contain every drop of Hiro's eager seed, she felt it so deep inside her that the entrance of her womb kissed the bulging balloon of cum…
As if VERY eager to take it.
"Ha… ha…"
"MMN… Gogo…" he moaned lovingly, slowly he pulled himself upright. His body was limp and weak, exhausted. He slowly pulled out of her, the balloon of cum scrapping her inner walls as she struggled to contain her body's desire for more as her lower lips spread open and vomited out his cock, her arousal drooling onto the seat. "Oh… crap is… is that bad for the sale price?" he said, fairly certain that was going to stain.
Her lower body quivered before his eyes, her various holes 'winking' at him as her bouncy booty twitched ever so slightly at his exit. "No… no it will not be bad for the sale price." She breathed heavily, licking her lips of drool and blood before she recovered herself. "…That was great…" she sighed, sitting up and groaned, "…Wow…" she smirked at him over her shoulder as POP went another bubble. "Somebody really likes biker chicks…" she teased.
But Hiro smiled cheerfully at her, "…You said I was great." She went red, and scowled at him, smacking him lightly on the cheek. "Ow!"
"Come on get your pants on." She said, cutely scowling as he cutely pouted. It was a smorgasbord of cute. If Honey Lemon was here right now a cute-plosion would happen. Gogo swiped up her pants and put them on one leg at a time as Hiro tied off the condom bag and put his own pants back on.
"Uh… what should I do with… this?"
"Trash can right over there." She noted dismissively to the small steel bin filled with a plastic trash bag, old food wrappers, and the occasional packing peanut... "Or hell I don't know, toss it over a fence outside." The bulging thing already looked like an overfilled water balloon, but Hiro decided to toss it into the bin. It caught on something and exploded as Gogo sighed. "Well… now we can't just leave it there it'll stink up the place."
Taking the bag and locking up Gogo and Hiro walked out of the storage area, "So… when are we going for a REAL ride?"
She blew a bubble and sighed, not looking at him. "…I don't know… how about next week? We do have to make sure it runs before I put it up for sale."
"We can run to the store." He said proudly. "We've run out of condoms…" suddenly she felt his hand on her big, wonderful ass and he squeezed it fondly. "…Or you know. We could just not use them…"
She glared at him fiercely, but amazingly he didn't remove his hand. She finally smirked as his confident look changed into the nervously little horny rabbit he was, "…Fine. We'll go get more condoms… but you're buying them this time." Hiro frowned, blushing at the thought of buying a huge pack of condoms… But as he continued to get a handful of Gogo's wonderful ass, he realized that almost any amount of embarrassment would be worth it… He'd rather ride Gogo than a cool motorcycle any day of the week.
"Alright that's enough of that…" she noted, brushing his hand away from her tight rear. As they walked together back towards Hiro's home. "Horn dog…" she teased. He sighed, but silently walking back home together was still pretty good. Even if she wouldn't let him touch her in public.
"Hey Gogo. Hey Hiro." Aunt Cass greeted them, stroking Mochi absently on the couch and watching TV. What did you two do today?" Gogo blew a bubble of gum, ruffling Hiro's moppy hair almost lazily.
"Hiro helped me with my engine…" she said, smirking as Hiro went red. "Unsurprisingly he's REAL GOOD with his hands."
"That's cool." Aunt Cass smiled, "…It's getting pretty late Gogo, how about you stay for dinner?"
"…Sure…" Gogo replied as Aunt Cass put Mochi on the couch, stood up, stretched, and went to the kitchen.
"Alright! Three meals coming up!"
Hiro smiled weakly, turning to Gogo with a mixture of horror and 'are you serious'. "Really?" he squeaked, "You are evil." Gogo just smiled, POP went her gum, and she followed Aunt Cass into the kitchen to help.
"But you love me." She said teasingly, his gaze on her beautiful, tight rear…
"…I really do…" he mumbled with a reluctant, but lovestruck sigh. Burning her body into his mind before smirking happily to himself. "...She said I was great..."
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