Ain't Nothing Wrong With This
AnimeVore,GTS,GT,Shrink,Unbirth,AnalVore
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Once more, Shinji was spending his evening sitting on the couch inattentively watching the television, only this time he was not alone. Misato had decided not to go out that night, preferring a quiet evening at home, which included a six-pack of her favourite beer. Shinji had sat idly beside the older woman as she downed beer after beer, growing steadily drunker with every can. As her cheeks became redder and her gaze unfocused, Shinji had mustered up the courage to give the beautiful woman a few lewd looks, checking out parts of her he had always tried to avoid looking at.
He stared at her tiny black tank top, which clearly showed that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath as her nipples clearly poked out of the fabric. She had on a pair of daisy dukes that left her long, sleek legs clearing exposed. Her silky thighs shifted as Misato moved for another can, oblivious to Shinji’s perverted gaze.
Since last night nothing had happened, Misato never mentioned anything happening or showed any signs that she had even the foggiest memory of screwing her ward. Knowing that last night brought no consequences or even embarrassment left Shinji with some mixed feelings. He felt guilty that he hadn’t done more to stop Misato, but he couldn’t argue that last night had been the single greatest moment of his life. Any attempt to convince himself that he would have done something different fell flat as memories of Misato on top of him wafted through his hormonal teenage mind.
He watched her now, big goofy grin on her face as she bent down to grab her sixth beer off the table, her big breasts falling forward as she lowered her body. Right now she wasn’t in her right mind, her inhibitions gone along with her short-term memory. All it would take would be the smallest thing to get a repeat of last night. Shinji shivered at the memory, licking his dry lips at the thought of doing it again. If he did it again with Misato when she was drunk what was really the issue? She seemed to enjoy it as she took the initiative both times and he certainly loved it. Maybe he even deserved it, he did save the world multiple times, maybe letting Misato have her way with him when she was drunk was his reward? He kept justifying it to himself until he was convinced, what Misato did with him was alright.
“Misato,” Shinji said softly to the drunk woman beside her. She looked at him, swaying slightly as she tried to focus on his face. Gulping nervously, Shinji reached down and lifted the waist band of his shorts up, pulling it over his hardened cock. He blushed as he exposed himself, considering his actions might have been wrong until Misato asked in a slurred voice, “Is that for me?”
Shinji nodded curtly and Misato giggled loudly, clearly amused by Shinji’s antics. Then she leaned over, her inebriated mind knowing what to do. Her hand reached out and Shinji let out a grunt as she grabbed his cock again. She smiled deviously at him as she felt his shaft pulsing in her grasp as her thumb lightly pressed on his sensitive tip. Keeping her eyes locked on him, she was pleased to see the dazed look on his cute face. She leaned her face in, her warm breath hitting the side of his shaft. Suddenly, the young Evangelion pilot bucked his hips in surprise and let out a small moan as he felt something warm and wet wrap around the head of his cock.
“Yum, yum, yum,” Misato purred as teased Shinji’s cock at her own leisure. Misato wrapped her tongue around him, massaging his cock as she slowly took more of it into her mouth. Shinji began to make low and long growls from the depths of his throat as Misato’s head bobbed slowly on her lap. She was taking her time, delighting in every groan and gasp she could get from Shinji. Even when completely wasted, Misato was still a huge cock tease.
A loud groan escaped Shinji’s mouth when his dick hit the back of her mouth, but that feeling was replaced by a better one as Misato relaxed her throat and slowly slid her mouth further down his cock. She moved her head up and down again even faster, taking more and more of his cock into her warm, wet throat with every thrust down. Shinji took shallow, ragged breaths as the pleasure mounted and laced his fingers into her long purple hair. Instinctively, he pushed down on the back of her head, shoving even more into her wet maw. Misato gave a muffled complaint as she was pushed down, but that only made her throat vibrate around his cock to encourage him to push more firmly.
“Almost there,” Shinji softly moaned as he grit his teeth and pressed down onto Misato’s head until her lips were kissing the base of his cock. Misato squirmed slightly, too drunk to do anything but keep sucking and licking the cock deep inside her mouth and throat. Her tongue massaged the shaft as her throat pulsated around it. Shinji mumbled something, incoherent from the pleasure. He could feel his climax approaching fast and he wanted to cum down her wonderful throat. Lost in the feeling of her wet tongue and tight throat he lost it when he felt her try to say something again. Grunting, he clutched her hair tightly as he began shooting his seed right down her throat; his rough treatment making her cry out in pain and cause her throat to contract again, milking his cock. Shinji kept her face in his lap, never letting go until he had emptied his load. He finally let go and Misato pulled back, gasping for air as his cock flapped out of her mouth.
“Whatcha…Huh…” Misato said in a disorientated jumble, her drunk mind not able to figure out what had happened.
“I’m sorry Misato. I’m so sorry. I got carried away and…” Shinji began, trying to explain his behaviour, but he stopped when he saw Misato close her eyes and heard her sigh. She fell asleep immediately; her head on Shinji’s lap, a string of drool still connected her open mouth to his cock. Shinji sat there in silence, running his fingers through Misato’s hair lovingly. He had done it again; only he had instigated it and had taken charge of the situation. Somehow, it had felt even better getting a blow job from Misato tonight then it was having sex with her because he had been able to do something. He had been in control and that made it feel better. There were no more doubts in his mind that he had done the right thing as he looked down at his sleeping lover. He had done no wrong, he had just had some fun with the willing drunk, nothing to feel bad about.
He stared at her tiny black tank top, which clearly showed that she wasn’t wearing a bra underneath as her nipples clearly poked out of the fabric. She had on a pair of daisy dukes that left her long, sleek legs clearing exposed. Her silky thighs shifted as Misato moved for another can, oblivious to Shinji’s perverted gaze.
Since last night nothing had happened, Misato never mentioned anything happening or showed any signs that she had even the foggiest memory of screwing her ward. Knowing that last night brought no consequences or even embarrassment left Shinji with some mixed feelings. He felt guilty that he hadn’t done more to stop Misato, but he couldn’t argue that last night had been the single greatest moment of his life. Any attempt to convince himself that he would have done something different fell flat as memories of Misato on top of him wafted through his hormonal teenage mind.
He watched her now, big goofy grin on her face as she bent down to grab her sixth beer off the table, her big breasts falling forward as she lowered her body. Right now she wasn’t in her right mind, her inhibitions gone along with her short-term memory. All it would take would be the smallest thing to get a repeat of last night. Shinji shivered at the memory, licking his dry lips at the thought of doing it again. If he did it again with Misato when she was drunk what was really the issue? She seemed to enjoy it as she took the initiative both times and he certainly loved it. Maybe he even deserved it, he did save the world multiple times, maybe letting Misato have her way with him when she was drunk was his reward? He kept justifying it to himself until he was convinced, what Misato did with him was alright.
“Misato,” Shinji said softly to the drunk woman beside her. She looked at him, swaying slightly as she tried to focus on his face. Gulping nervously, Shinji reached down and lifted the waist band of his shorts up, pulling it over his hardened cock. He blushed as he exposed himself, considering his actions might have been wrong until Misato asked in a slurred voice, “Is that for me?”
Shinji nodded curtly and Misato giggled loudly, clearly amused by Shinji’s antics. Then she leaned over, her inebriated mind knowing what to do. Her hand reached out and Shinji let out a grunt as she grabbed his cock again. She smiled deviously at him as she felt his shaft pulsing in her grasp as her thumb lightly pressed on his sensitive tip. Keeping her eyes locked on him, she was pleased to see the dazed look on his cute face. She leaned her face in, her warm breath hitting the side of his shaft. Suddenly, the young Evangelion pilot bucked his hips in surprise and let out a small moan as he felt something warm and wet wrap around the head of his cock.
“Yum, yum, yum,” Misato purred as teased Shinji’s cock at her own leisure. Misato wrapped her tongue around him, massaging his cock as she slowly took more of it into her mouth. Shinji began to make low and long growls from the depths of his throat as Misato’s head bobbed slowly on her lap. She was taking her time, delighting in every groan and gasp she could get from Shinji. Even when completely wasted, Misato was still a huge cock tease.
A loud groan escaped Shinji’s mouth when his dick hit the back of her mouth, but that feeling was replaced by a better one as Misato relaxed her throat and slowly slid her mouth further down his cock. She moved her head up and down again even faster, taking more and more of his cock into her warm, wet throat with every thrust down. Shinji took shallow, ragged breaths as the pleasure mounted and laced his fingers into her long purple hair. Instinctively, he pushed down on the back of her head, shoving even more into her wet maw. Misato gave a muffled complaint as she was pushed down, but that only made her throat vibrate around his cock to encourage him to push more firmly.
“Almost there,” Shinji softly moaned as he grit his teeth and pressed down onto Misato’s head until her lips were kissing the base of his cock. Misato squirmed slightly, too drunk to do anything but keep sucking and licking the cock deep inside her mouth and throat. Her tongue massaged the shaft as her throat pulsated around it. Shinji mumbled something, incoherent from the pleasure. He could feel his climax approaching fast and he wanted to cum down her wonderful throat. Lost in the feeling of her wet tongue and tight throat he lost it when he felt her try to say something again. Grunting, he clutched her hair tightly as he began shooting his seed right down her throat; his rough treatment making her cry out in pain and cause her throat to contract again, milking his cock. Shinji kept her face in his lap, never letting go until he had emptied his load. He finally let go and Misato pulled back, gasping for air as his cock flapped out of her mouth.
“Whatcha…Huh…” Misato said in a disorientated jumble, her drunk mind not able to figure out what had happened.
“I’m sorry Misato. I’m so sorry. I got carried away and…” Shinji began, trying to explain his behaviour, but he stopped when he saw Misato close her eyes and heard her sigh. She fell asleep immediately; her head on Shinji’s lap, a string of drool still connected her open mouth to his cock. Shinji sat there in silence, running his fingers through Misato’s hair lovingly. He had done it again; only he had instigated it and had taken charge of the situation. Somehow, it had felt even better getting a blow job from Misato tonight then it was having sex with her because he had been able to do something. He had been in control and that made it feel better. There were no more doubts in his mind that he had done the right thing as he looked down at his sleeping lover. He had done no wrong, he had just had some fun with the willing drunk, nothing to feel bad about.
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