That One Training Arc - 14

He ripped his cock free a moment later, and Akeno immediately sucked in great big mouthfuls of air.

Kaito only gave her a few moments to recover, before his hand was fisting into her ponytail and dragging her up to her feet. He dragged her by the hair, drawing a small squeal from her and threw her onto the bed face first, leaving her lower body sticking up, her skirt fully rode up and revealing that fat pale cushiony dump truck ass of hers, covered only by a pair of lacy purple and black panties that were absolutely soaked.

His hand lashed out and his palm impacted against one of her fat cheeks in a punishing spank that drew another squeal from her and left an immediate hand print behind on her previously unblemished skin.

Before his other hand shot out and grasped her panties, and outright tore them off, exposing her puffy pink slit and winking asshole to his gaze.

Usually, he would give a girl time to get herself ready, prepare herself, or even go in slowly.

Not here, not now.

Akeno had awoken the Dragon of Domination.

And there was no mercy to be found there.

Before she could even look back at him, one of his hands was gasping her hip tightly while the other one grasped his huge cock and lined it up with her dripping slit-

And then he forcefully spread her puffy pink vulva with the fat jed of his cock and invaded her insides, claiming them for his own.

"Oh fuck!" Akeno's head whipped up and she squealed, stoking the fire of satisfaction within him as her squeal transitioned into a reverberating moan that bounced off of the walls as he forced himself fully inside her, warping her previously pristine little pussy and stretching it out to fit him.

And by fucking Serafall was her pussy tight! It clamped down upon him and tried to swing him dry like a pulsating, ever tightening vice.

It clung to him like the needy little daddy issues slut Akeno was.

He gave her only a few seconds to adjust, but in that time, his hands went to her front and sunk into her fat soft tits and dragged her up to press her back flat against his front and force his cock even deeper into him.

Akeno gave a full body shudder, her insides spasming like she was getting electrocuted and she gave a whimpering squeal as her juices squirted from her near plugged slit and soaked his bed.

She came.

She came so hard, she almost went limp and fell forward onto the bed, and would have if not for the grip her had on her.

"Did I say you could cum so quickly, slut?" Kaito growled in her ear, his teeth nipping at her earlobe as he outright savagely tore the shirt to pieces with his hands and left her torso bare beyond a lacey purple bra that her massive tits were absolutely falling out of.

"Ah….ah…." Akeno shuddered in his grasp as his hands went straight to her tits and tugged forcefully on her rigidly hard nipples, "M-sorry daddy I….I've…been a bad girl…."

Then she needed to be punished right?

Akeno mewled in almost disappointment as he pulled his hips back, pulling his cock that was buried so deep in her he may as well have been crowned King of Britain out until only the head remained.

Before slamming it all back into her with all the speed and force of a fired bullet, his hips clapping into her fat cushiony ass so hard it sounded like a cruise missile slamming into the Earth.

"Oh daddddyyy!" Akeno squealed.

Within moments, the room was filled with the wet meaty slaps of his hips meeting her own in a blistering, blurring pace and her squealing her absolute lungs out as he destroyed her pussy.

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"Finally finished…" Issei groaned in relief, sitting on one of the stools within the kitchen of Buchou's villa.

For the last hour, he'd been peeling onions and potatoes for tomorrows dinner. Buchou had claimed doing it every day while here would install some discipline in him.

But it sounded like crap, though he wouldn't say that to Buchou out loud. She obviously knew better than him right?

Well that and it was apparently Koneko-chan that thought of it. Apparently she wanted to go for a bath and didn't want him trying to peep on her.

Like he even would. Cute as she was, her tiny flat plain washboard chest held no interest to him, he only cared about big bouncing bazoonga powered oppai!

Like Buchou, or Akeno-senpai!

'Man those oppai are crazy, what I wouldn't give to bury my head between those melons hehehehehe!' Issei giggled to himself, a bit of drool leaking from his mouth at the thought.

Ah he could just see it now, Akeno-senpai and Buchou dressed in harem, girl outfits and serving his every desire! That was his future for sure once he mastered the Boosted Gear and beat the crap out of that dumbass yakitori.

'Actually…' he blinked, thoughts trailing off. He hadn't seen Akeno-senpai since dinner. Buchou, Asia, Keno and Kiba were off having a bath and had left him to peel the potatoes and onions.

But he hadn't seen Akeno-senpai since dinner, she'd been one of the first to dip out. The first had been that stupid pretty boy muscle headed jock that thought he was so fucking cool and strong.

But who cared about that asshole?

Buchou had explained the specifics behind the guy earlier. Apparently, he had been recruited by one of the four Satans, the leaders of the underworld, one of them being Buchou's big brother.

Feh, Issei bet he thought he was hot shit

Who cared if he had two Twice Critical's and evolved one or some such nonsense because he managed to luckily take down some super strong Fallen Angel while he was weakened.

That was just luck, everything that idiot had always relied on by Issei's reckoning. Born with good looks and big muscles, luckily getting two sacred gears, luckily being skilled at sports, luckily getting close to that babe Yanagi-chan and her massive oppai, luck luck luck.

Unlike Issei who'd been working hard and only got his Boosted Gear because he was attacked and risked his life, that asshole had been coasting by, and he had the nerve to look down on him and think he was better.

He was just like that yakitori bastard, but Issei would show him. He might be stronger for now, but no amount of luck was going to let him be superior in the end when he had the Boosted Gear!

"Yeah…Ima kick his ass one day!" Issei declared with a nod. He could already boost a full six times as they found out today during his crazy exhausting training.

He bet Evander had never trained like that in his life. By the time this training ended, he would be much stronger and would be able to boost even more, maybe eight or even nine times!

Then he'd show him!

For now though, he was super tired!

'Time for bed!' he decided. He needed all the rest he could get if he wanted to give it his all tomorrow and impress the girls with his manliness.

He could take a quick shower in the morning.

With that thought, Issei forced himself up and made his way towards the wing of the villa where the bedrooms were located.

As he was making his way towards his designated bedroom, Issei paused. He was on the downstairs, but from the upstairs, directly above his own room he could hear banging.

And just make out a female voice?

Akeno-senpai?

'She sounds like…she's crying? And throwing things around?' Issei thought. Was she alright?

Maybe the yakitori business had gotten to her and she was crying for Buchou! Then he should go try and cheer her up right and comfort her?

Maybe she'd even let him bury his head in her oppai if he lent her his shoulder to cry on?

A smile spread across at the thought and with a spring in his step he left his bedroom for the next ten days behind and made his way upstairs.

As he did, the banging just got louder and louder, he wondered what the heck she was throwing around in there?

Well he'd find out in a moment.

Issei made his way to the bedroom directly above his own and grasped the door knob before opening it up just a bit to peek his head in, "Akeno-senpai are you al-"

Issei's voice was drowned out and his eyes went wide with absolute horror at what he saw.

Two asses.

One big, round, bouncy, bodacious and jiggly. Covered in multiple hand prints. While the other was tan and muscular.

Akeno-senpai was not crying he realised, she was squealing and moaning in pleasure. She was also not throwing things around or breaking them. It was just the frame of a bed smashing against the wall over and over again.

Issei was like a deer caught in the headlights of a speeding car as he watched the muscular toned ass of Kaito Evander rise up, giving him a glimpse below him at the massive naked oppai of Akeno-senpai, before that horrendous muscular ass drove back down in a powerful piledriving pistoning slam of epic proportions and drove a monstrous cock Issei could have went his entire life without ever wanting to see into Akeno-senpai.

And then again, and again and again.

Akeno-senpai squealed and screamed, her legs flailing helplessly in the air as Kaito Evander ruthlessly fucked her in a textbook perfect mating press straight out of one of his beloved hentai!

"Mercy daddy! Pleash!" Akeno-senpai gave a babbling moan, "You're breaking me!"

It didn't sound like she was begging for mercy, in fact, despite her words it sounded like she was begging for him to give it to her even more.

And in response, Kaito Evander began to speed up, his hips moving at a pace so fast they began to blur before Issei's very eyes!

Damnit!

Biting his lip, Issei mustered the willpower to pull away and close the door and just stood there crouched in the hallway listening to Akeno-senpai get the fucking of a life time.

Issei sniffled, "…That guy, why is he so manly?" he couldn't help but whimper, hand absently readjusting himself at the crotch.

He stayed there for over a half an hour listening to the squealing moans of Akeno-senpai being destroyed, before things went quiet and he slinked back down to his bedroom.

Only, as soon as he got back within his room, that squealing and rhythmic started up once again.

His hands trailed down his front as he listened to the crazy sexathon above.