A Free Meal...

Disclaimer

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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[▪︎Prime Tower, Los Angeles▪︎]

[▪︎9th April 2003▪︎]

Grunting softly, my hands firmly clutching her plump perky ass, I slow down my thrusts—my monstrous cock sliding in and out of her squishy wet pussy—and increase the force of my strokes, my hips now movi ng slowly and rhythmically.

"Master, harder~ Deeper~"

Crysela's deep nerve-wracking moans fill the room as with each heavy thrust, her sweaty ass and boobs jiggle while the rest of her body trembles.

She is naked with her hands tightly clasping the sheets at the very edge of the bed. The rest of her body is suspended in the air with her legs wrapped around my waist like a wheelbarrow.

Sweat trickles down my back and with hazy eyes, I oblige and further increase the power in my strokes, reaching deeper into her as the swollen tip of my dick teases her cervix while the rest brushes against her G-spot.

<Pah! Pah! Pah!>

A mixture of deep moans, slick squelching sounds, heavy groans, and the sound of my balls slapping against her loins echo all over as I continue to pound her deeply, desperately enjoying the squeezing force of her wet cave.

Her head slightly tilted back with her eyes unfocused and almost rolled into her sockets as her body continues to quiver and shake from my thrusts, I gaze down and take in the erotic sights of my rod—heavily coated in smelly juices—moving forwards and backward from her enticing pussy.

As we continue to fuck rhythmically, I feel a familiar sensation welling up in my balls so I use one hand to bend her body more—raising her back and hips—use the other to grip her supple waist and drive my hips faster into her hole.

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~"

A series of sensual moans escape her mouth as with increased vigor, I pound her fastly and fiercely like it's my last—her tits bouncing uncontrollably while her sweat-coated body shakes—and with one last hiss and one deep thrust that makes me go balls deep inside her, release all my spunk.

"Haah~"

I let out a breath of satisfaction—my eyes slightly closed—and with a twitching dick deep inside Crysela's slutty coochie, enjoy the sweet addictive aftertaste of my orgasm while below me, she pants heavily.

Drawing my flaccid cock from her pussy with a pop, I remove her legs around my waist—making her lower body sink to the floor—and take a seat on the stained mattress.

I run my fingers through the fore part of my wet silver hair and watch as Crysela slithers from the ground and straddles on top of me, wrapping her arms around my neck and gazing into my eyes with a bright smile.

...She really is beautiful. Not as much as Eve or Holly or Vick but beautiful enough to make a difference.

With her long brown hair, clear forehead, a pristine oval face, sharp eyebrows guarding the top of her bright brown eyes, symmetric nose, full cheeks, proportionate ears, and red plump lips, she is the epitome of a dangerous beauty.

Her short—five feet six inches—petite, sexy, and athletic body filled with the right curves and fat in the right areas is just an added bonus.

"So when am I going to join the team? I worked hard to master my abilities."

She asks as I wrap my hand around her waist and kiss her deeply.

It's been almost a week since I spoke with Eve and the team. That day we discussed some training methods, gave them a detailed plan on how to react to certain scenarios, told them about Eve leaving, and after all, that, spoke to each of them privately to make them more familiar with my presence.

Since Eve left, I had to find a replacement so after thinking for a while I decided to make Crysela join. The woman isn't doing anything productive here and so I nodded at the idea.

The only problem was that apart from her high experience as a heavily trained warrior, she wouldn't make a difference in the team so I decided to up her game a little more.

Hence, a deep dose of Compound Vs was carefully administered in a way to make her at least comparable to Black Noir. As a bonus, she unlocked [Shockwave Manipulation].

Due to this, I sent her to the Flaxan Dimension for training. She just arrived today but she was very horny and I had an itch to scratch, bringing us to this moment.

"Show me how precise your control is..."

I smirk and steal another deep kiss from her as I gently fondle her butt, drawing a soft moan from her.

She grins cockily in response and starts twerking her hips sensually on me, rubbing our genitalia together.

Before I can comment something, I unintentionally moan as soft tremors flow out of her lower lips and run a course on my dick, making it active again albeit not much.

"...Color me impressed Crys, I can se——feel how much effort you put into your training. But why didn't you use this earlier? It could've spiced things up a notch."

I raise an eyebrow with a proud smile on my face. She giggles lightly and kisses the side of my neck, taking in deep breaths of my scent as she tries to leave a hickey and pouts cutely when she can't.

"Oh, I forgot."

She says apologetically as she moves from my neck to look at my face.

Sigh, it doesn't matter...there's always time to explore.

"No worries, we can do that later. I already planned to take you to the base today and since you've mentioned it, we can go right now."

I shrug and stand up suddenly, making her yelp but she warps her legs around my waist and presses her lips on mine. We start kissing deeply, exploring each other's mouths, and playing with our tongues as we exchange saliva.

"First, let's take a bath. I can help you with that as we do so."

She breaks the kiss and smirks meaningfully, gesturing to my now erect rod that's poking at her entrance.

Smiling, I nod and drift—floating in the air—out of the bedroom area into the bathroom.

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[▪︎Guardians Of The Globe Base, Utah▪︎]

"Say hello to Crysela, codename: Krys everyone. She's is the new member of the team, taking over Atom Eve's spot."

I announce seriously to the Guardians in front of me seated in comfy wooden chairs. Currently in the large and futuristic meeting room of the base.

Standing beside me is Crysela who is wearing a green and black tight fitting full body super suit that extends to her neck.

It's made of nanofibers giving it a metallic but stretchy look that perfectly brings out her curves.

Her long brown wavy hair is in a ponytail and on her forehead is a greenish metallic forehead chain.

She has a smile on her face but because of the way Bulletproof is eyeing her, the corners of her lips are slightly twitching.

...At this point, I'm sorry for Bulletproof.

"I told you it's going to be a girl. You owe me five hundred bucks now dickface, refuse and I'll burst you like bubble gum."

Monster Girl who is wearing her usual t-shirt and pants turns to Rex Splode at her back and grins happily, making all of them roll their eyes with bright smiles on their faces—well except Robot.

"Language Monster Girl..."

Robot reprimands and she clicks her tongue and sends me an apologetic smile.

"Sorry Boss got carried away."

"Don't worry. Krys, these are the Guardians Of The Globe. Your new team. I'll leave you guys to get to know each other properly. If you need me, I'll be in my office."

I smile and they all nod in agreement. She walks over to them as I create a portal and just as I walk into it, Dupli-Kate calls.

"Wait, Prime, I'd like to speak to you privately, if that's okay with you."

She says and walks over, ignoring the weird look Rex Splode is giving her.

I raise an eyebrow and shrug, gesturing to walk inside first like the gentleman I am, and follow—feeling the suspicious gaze of Rex Splode on my disappearing figure—as the room descends into a conversation.

"So what do you want to talk about Kate?"

I ask as I look at her smiling face, both of us standing near the couches.

She takes my hand and pushes me into one of the couches gently, making me look at her with a queer smile.

"Nothing really, I just miss you...a certain part of you."

She says softly and climbs on top of me—pressing her perky rear on my groin—her pretty exotic face adorned with a lustful smile.

"...Correct me if I'm wrong but I thought you and Rex are a thing?"

I raise an eyebrow, eyeing her suspiciously but I do nothing to stop her as she warps her arms around my neck and gently kisses me.

"Yeah, but the guy isn't performing as I'd hoped. Things get pretty lame around him, I wonder why Eve didn't break up with him first."

She moans in my mouth as I grab her ass roughly and start massaging it.

"I see, as the leader of this team it's part of my duties to satisfy the needs of my subordinates so I guess I can't refuse your offer."

I break the kiss and comment slyly, making her smirk.

"...This is why I like you, Virgil. Let's make a beautiful memory today."

She says and expertly lowers the upper part of her suit to her waist, revealing her delicate breast being held up by her black bra.

I watch calmly as with a smile, she unclasps it and presses her naked tits into my face, filling my nose with her erotic scent.

...Who am I to refuse a free meal.

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