Thes: Rough Sex, Futa Sex, Virgin Sex
Summary: Bocchi finds herself helping Kikuri ho for the first ti after a late night with lots of drinking.
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"Ah… mm… Bocchi…"
Hitori Gotoh, aka Bocchi, flushes a little bit as her friend nuzzles her neck while they make their way back to the other girl's apartnt. Kikuri Hiroi had a bit of a reputation as a lush… and she'd definitely gotten way too drunk tonight.
Normally, Bocchi would not have found herself in this situation though. She would have bowed out of the social gathering early enough that it would have been one of their other friends who escorted Kikuri ho. Alas, she'd uncharacteristically stuck it out tonight, defeating her shyness for once.
… And this was her reward. Letting out a sigh, Bocchi shifts Kikuri in her grip as they arrive at the other girl's apartnt door. She fumbles with the keys for a mont, even as Kikuri continues to be just a little bit… handsy.
"C'mon Kikuri… just a little further…"
They enter Kikuri's apartnt and Bocchi doesn't bother with locking the door, just kicking it shut behind her. She'll make sure to lock up before she leaves after all, which she'll be doing as soon as she gets Kikuri into bed. Together, the two girls make their way past the living room and kitchen and down the hall to Kikuri's bedroom.
Feeling a little bit better now that they're almost at the finish line of this incredibly awkward social interaction, Bocchi pulls back the covers and helps Kikuri lay down in bed. A slight smile even begins to spread across her face. She'd done a good deed tonight, after all. She'd-!"
"Bocchi~"
Bocchi's eyes widen as she's suddenly grabbed by the wrist and dragged onto the bed with Kikuri. Her drunken friend suddenly shows a LOT more strength than she had previously and before Bocchi knows it, she's on her back and pinned down with Kikuri on top of her.
"K-Kikuri, what are you-mmph?!"
Cut off by Kikuri's lips crashing into hers, Bocchi squeals as she has her first kiss stolen by her lush of a friend. Kikuri's lips taste of beer, her breath reeks of alcohol, and ultimately it's a terrible kiss… but it IS a kiss and seeing as Bocchi has never had one before, it's not like she has anything to compare it too.
The young, autistic guitarist imdiately goes red as a tomato, whimpering and squirming under Kikuri's assault as the other woman just… goes to town on her, drunkenly ravishing her with her mouth and tongue. Bocchi whines, but that whine is swallowed up by Kikuri's mouth.
Her arms are trapped on either side of her head by Kikuri's hands on her wrists, and while she could maybe escape if she kneed Kikuri in the stomach or sothing, Bocchi isn't willing to harm her friend even as she's being sexually assaulted BY said friend.
In the end, she's forced to simply endure it… while trying to ignore the warm, fuzzy feelings that Kikuri's drunken, haphazard kissing are creating in her lower core. It doesn't help that Bocchi herself had had a couple of beers as well tonight, leaving her just past tipsy into slightly drunk.
This makes it even harder to process things than usual for the pink-haired young woman… which is why it takes a couple of minutes before she realizes that sothing isn't just poking her down below… sothing from Kikuri is poking her.
As the lip lock FINALLY ends on account of both of them needing to breathe, Bocchi is left blinking rapidly as Kikuri leans back and stares down at her with wide eyes and panting lips.
"K-Kikuri?"
Slowly, Bocchi's eyes slide down to between their bodies, where she can still feel sothing poking at her even now. There, poking out from under Kikuri's dress, is sothing Bocchi definitely wasn't expecting to see…
"Is that a dick?!"
Kikuri looks down as well in a bit of a drunken daze. After a mont, she giggles.
"Oops~ Bocchi saw sothing she wasn't supposed to… hic!"
With that, Kikuri leans back on her knees, letting go of Bocchi for just a mont to reach down, grab hold of her dress, and shuck it off over her head in one fell swoop.
Bocchi squeaks, too caught up in her surprise and shock to really take the opportunity to escape like she probably should have. As such, she just sort of lies there and stares… at the massive futa cock that Kikuri is sporting between her legs. Rock hard and throbbing with need despite Kikuri's drunkenness, it points directly at Bocchi with unerring anger, like it NEEDS to ravage her imdiately.
There's certainly no case of 'whiskey dick' as the Aricans would say HERE, that's for sure.
"Kikuri, I-!"
"Shhhh… no more talky. Just… fun~"
With that, Kikuri proceeds to rip open Bocchi's tracksuit jacket, yank up her band tee, and with a bit of fumbling and so difficulty, unclasp her bra and drag it off of her. Bocchi squirms and struggles a little bit throughout this, but not nearly enough to stop Kikuri from getting her way… as seems to be rapidly becoming the the of this night.
And so Bocchi's massive tits, which she usually did her best to conceal with a tight sports bra and her loose tracksuit jacket, co spilling forth. Bocchi squeaks in dismay and imdiately tries to cover herself up, but Kikuri isn't having it. The drunken lush grabs hold of her friend's wrists again and drags her arms away with startling strength, pinning them to either side of Bocchi's head once more.
Then, she slides her way up Bocchi's body, her fat futa cock dragging along the pinned pink-haired guitarist's belly before gliding right up into the warmth of her cleavage. Bocchi yelps as Kikuri's fat futa prick protrudes from the top of her cleavage a mont later, nearly clipping her on the chin.
"Bocchi~ Ah, Bocchi!"
Kikuri groans out her na as she begins to fuck Bocchi's bare breasts right then and there. The forced paizuri has Bocchi groaning in distress… and moaning in reluctant pleasure as she's held down and ravaged senselessly. She shouldn't be enjoying this… this was r-rape, after all… and yet, it was also Kikuri. But that didn't make it right… that didn't make it better… did it?
Fucking Bocchi's tits ceaselessly to her heart's content, Kikuri tosses her head back and moans happily, her own smaller breasts bouncing and jiggling with every movent. Bocchi, anwhile, finds herself staring down the barrel so to speak, her chin tucked in as she stares at Kikuri's cock pushing in and out of her massive breasts over and over again.
The only warning she gets of what's about to happen next is when a bead of pearly white seed appears from the tip of Kikuri's cock. Even then, it takes another dozen thrusts before Kikuri lets out a drunken yell and suddenly shudders, spasming atop Bocchi before proceeding to splooge all over her face and tits.
The majority of Kikuri's cum strikes Bocchi directly in the face, causing the pink-haired guitarist to flinch back and shut her eyes. Much of it splashes back off of her chin and cheeks and lands on her breasts instead, coating her tits just as much.
By the ti it's done, Bocchi has never felt ssier. She whimpers, feeling unaccountably dirty and defiled. She needs a washcloth… fuck, she needs a shower. But of course, getting either of those things would require Kikuri to let her up. Or at least, they would require Kikuri to pass out so Bocchi could escape.
… That doesn't happen, unfortunately. After finishing with her titfuck, Kikuri pauses for a mont, looking down at Bocchi with a strange, lidded gaze that makes it seem like she might be about to topple over into unconsciousness at any mont.
But then her eyes snap fully open and she seems to get a second wind, a raunchy and wicked grin spreading across her face as she slides her cock out of Bocchi's breasts, using her cleavage as a bit of a towel to clean herself off as she goes.
"Bocchi~"
"Eep! Kikuri… c-can we please stop now?!"
But Kikuri just shakes her head, moving down until she can plant the head of her throbbing futanari fuck stick against Bocchi's virgin pussy lips.
"Nooope… not done yet~"
"W-Wait… Kikuri please, you can't-nngh!"
Bocchi never gets the chance to say what Kikuri can't do. She'd have been wrong anyways of course, because as it turns out, Kikuri very much CAN take Bocchi's virginity and fuck her silly. In fact, that's precisely what the extrely drunken futa intends to do!
"Take it, Bocchi! Take my fat futa cock!"
Bocchi squeals under Kikuri as her friend begins to fuck her hard and fast right from the start. The loss of her virginity is a source of considerable discomfort, as is the rough, uneven pace that the drunken young woman takes in plowing into her.
However, everything else that has happened so far has… had its own effects on Bocchi's body and makes the experience more pleasurable than it should be. It hurts, but it also feels good, and that strange juxtaposition is enough to leave the socially anxious young woman completely and utterly overwheld.
"P-Please… I can't… I-mmph!"
Of course, it doesn't help when Bocchi's protests are officially overridden by Kikuri leaning forward and forcibly making out with her again. Just like last ti, Kikuri wastes no ti at all in introducing Bocchi to tongue kissing, pushing deep into Bocchi's mouth even as her own cum is still drying on Bocchi's face and tits.
"Mmph! Nnngh!"
Bocchi squirms and struggles… but to no avail. She can't escape Kikuri's cock and she can't escape Kikuri's tongue either. It's a dual assault from which there is no running, her entire body pinned to the bed by the futa dick plowing away at her pussy as though there's no tomorrow.
In and out Kikuri's prick goes, driving deeper and deeper into Bocchi's depths than the forrly virgin young woman would have thought possible. Her inner walls clench and flex around Kikuri's cock involuntarily, causing the drunken futanari to moan into Bocchi's mouth.
Bocchi moans right back, her eyes fluttering as the sensations overwhelm her like nothing else. She knows she should fight it; she knows she should be trying to get away even harder at this point… but the more Kikuri fucks and kisses her, the more Bocchi finds herself giving in.
Until finally, with a muffled squeal, Bocchi tips over the edge and experiences her very first orgasm. Not just her first orgasm provided by another person, nor just her first orgasm upon a fat fucking cock either. No, this is Bocchi's first orgasm EVER.
She's never masturbated before… too embarrassed to touch herself even in private. She's never done anything like any of this before, really. She sort of knows it's wrong, she knows this shouldn't be happening, and she knows she shouldn't be enjoying it… but none of what Bocchi KNOWS seems to an a single thing in the face of what is actually happening to her right now.
Indeed, in the end she shudders and bucks under Kikuri, the last resistance going out of her as her first orgasm races through her body. Kikuri just moans into Bocchi's mouth in response, seeming to delight in having made her cum, but she doesn't actually comnt on it or anything like that.
No, she just keeps fucking Bocchi, pounding away at her pussy as hard and fast as she can, groaning and moaning all the while as she holds Bocchi's head in place to continue to makeout with her and wrestle their tongues together.
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
Until finally, amidst the sound of flesh slapping against flesh and muffled moans and whimpers and groans… it happens. Kikuri drives her futa prick deeper into Bocchi's clenching cunt then ever before… and tips over the edge a second ti. She lets out a hot, thick load directly into Bocchi's tight ex-virgin pussy, filling her to the brim and then so.
And THEN she passes out on top of the autistic guitarist with her arms still holding Bocchi down and pinning her in place as their tongues continue to intertwine.
Despite her unconscious state, Kikuri continues to hold onto Bocchi tightly enough that the girl can't even hope to escape, leaving her stuck French Kissing her blacked out alcoholic friend even as she herself is used as a cock warr and body pillow by the fat dicked futa.
A muffled whimper leaves Bocchi's lips as she nevertheless accepts her new fate after a bit. If there's one thing she's good at, it's accepting poor conditions when the alternative would be to make a fuss…
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