Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction ❯ Chicks of Balamb: Battle of the Sex ❯ Tuesday ~ Zell ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Lemon_With_Silver 
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.22.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 783 | Visits: 3.0K | Status: Completed
Non Anime: Final Fantasy - All Series Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 09.22.2002 | Pages: 1 | Words: 783 | Visits: 3.0K | Status: Completed
Tuesday
Zell strolled out of the training center, wearing only a pair of black sweat shorts. His favorite towel, red and blue stripes, hung over his shoulder.
There was nothing more that he looked forward to then relaxing in the sauna after a good work out. The small wooden room was almost always empty this late at night.
He pulled open the door and stepped barefoot into the wooden slatted room. The hotness stung across his skin, beading into sweat immediately.
Zell hung his towel up on the hook and sat down on one of the benches. He scooted over to the square container that held the lava rocks. The lava rocks were what kept the place warm. He poured some water over them causing the room to fill with steam.
He leaned his head against the wall closing his eyes, breathing in the steam. He cracked his eyes open as the door opened and a cool wave of air washed over him.
A familiar chocolate headed girl walked into the room, naked. Rinoa looked as if she had just gotten out of the shower. Her hair was plastered to her skin, water dripping down her breasts in rivulets.
Her skin was flushed all the way down to her exposed shaven pussy. Zell could feel his cock hardening inside the black sweat shorts. He had always carried a secret crush for Rinoa.
She seemed to float across the room, the steam parting for her. Rinoa sat down next to him. She smiled daintily at him and rested her perfectly manicured hand on his knee.
"Hey Rin" Zell said. He was amazed he didn't stutter. She didn't reply only ran her hand up his sweaty thigh her fingers scant inches from his stiff penis.
Squall is going to kill me.
Rinoa reached the other hand around the back of his head, her fingers massaging his neck a bit. Then she brought her lips to his. She tasted of sweat and smelled strongly of the vanilla soap she always used.
"What about Squall?" Zell exclaimed as her fingers brushed the head of his cock.
Again she didn't answer his nervous plea. She traced his shoulder with her lips, down to his muscular chest. Her tongue worked across his nipples down to the band of his sweat shorts. Then she pulled them off in one smooth movement, leaving them in a black heap on the floor.
Her lips encircled his cock, tongue sweeping across the head. She moved down to the floor, positioning herself on her knees. She never stopped the relentless sucking the entire time she moved. He moaned and clenched his hands into fists.
What is she doing? If Squall finds out he'll kill me!
Zell reached down and ran his hand over the flesh of her back. It was slick with sweat, and the wetness from her hair. She kneeled back on her heels and looked up at him with sweet eyes. The she leaned back onto the floor and spread her legs wide open for him.
Squall, oh my god. He will kill us both.
"Oh my god" Zell said his voice echoing his thoughts.
Zell sat staring at her exposed cunt battling his emotions. Nervousness and lust combined. He licked his lips slowly, the taste of her lingering there. His penis jumped in response. Lust won the battle.
He fell on top of her, devouring her mouth. Wasting no time she guided his sex into her dripping pussy. Her eyes never left his; they were filled with lust. They slid against each other, bodies slippery with sweat.
It was so hot, she was so hot. She tasted so good, felt so good. He rammed into her over and over. She bounced with each thrust a little moan escaping her pink swollen lips.
Squall is so going to kill me. I'll be dead.
Her fingernails dug into his back, her breasts sliding across his chest. She orgasmed arching up into him, her own fingers reaching down to tug hard on her clit.
I can't believe I am fucking Squall's girlfriend.
"Cum Zell, do it for me" she whispered to him softly. He jammed into her hard twice before he felt the explosion rock through him.
"Oh, SQUALL" he shouted his voice betraying his thoughts and his worries. Rinoa laughed as he fell against her breathing heavily.
"A little worried aren't you Zell?" She asked softly running a lazy finger down his back.
"Don't tell Squall, I don't want to die" Zell muttered as she slid out from under him.
"I won't tell if you don't," she said with a grin. She slipped out of the room, leaving him lying on the floor.
Zell strolled out of the training center, wearing only a pair of black sweat shorts. His favorite towel, red and blue stripes, hung over his shoulder.
There was nothing more that he looked forward to then relaxing in the sauna after a good work out. The small wooden room was almost always empty this late at night.
He pulled open the door and stepped barefoot into the wooden slatted room. The hotness stung across his skin, beading into sweat immediately.
Zell hung his towel up on the hook and sat down on one of the benches. He scooted over to the square container that held the lava rocks. The lava rocks were what kept the place warm. He poured some water over them causing the room to fill with steam.
He leaned his head against the wall closing his eyes, breathing in the steam. He cracked his eyes open as the door opened and a cool wave of air washed over him.
A familiar chocolate headed girl walked into the room, naked. Rinoa looked as if she had just gotten out of the shower. Her hair was plastered to her skin, water dripping down her breasts in rivulets.
Her skin was flushed all the way down to her exposed shaven pussy. Zell could feel his cock hardening inside the black sweat shorts. He had always carried a secret crush for Rinoa.
She seemed to float across the room, the steam parting for her. Rinoa sat down next to him. She smiled daintily at him and rested her perfectly manicured hand on his knee.
"Hey Rin" Zell said. He was amazed he didn't stutter. She didn't reply only ran her hand up his sweaty thigh her fingers scant inches from his stiff penis.
Squall is going to kill me.
Rinoa reached the other hand around the back of his head, her fingers massaging his neck a bit. Then she brought her lips to his. She tasted of sweat and smelled strongly of the vanilla soap she always used.
"What about Squall?" Zell exclaimed as her fingers brushed the head of his cock.
Again she didn't answer his nervous plea. She traced his shoulder with her lips, down to his muscular chest. Her tongue worked across his nipples down to the band of his sweat shorts. Then she pulled them off in one smooth movement, leaving them in a black heap on the floor.
Her lips encircled his cock, tongue sweeping across the head. She moved down to the floor, positioning herself on her knees. She never stopped the relentless sucking the entire time she moved. He moaned and clenched his hands into fists.
What is she doing? If Squall finds out he'll kill me!
Zell reached down and ran his hand over the flesh of her back. It was slick with sweat, and the wetness from her hair. She kneeled back on her heels and looked up at him with sweet eyes. The she leaned back onto the floor and spread her legs wide open for him.
Squall, oh my god. He will kill us both.
"Oh my god" Zell said his voice echoing his thoughts.
Zell sat staring at her exposed cunt battling his emotions. Nervousness and lust combined. He licked his lips slowly, the taste of her lingering there. His penis jumped in response. Lust won the battle.
He fell on top of her, devouring her mouth. Wasting no time she guided his sex into her dripping pussy. Her eyes never left his; they were filled with lust. They slid against each other, bodies slippery with sweat.
It was so hot, she was so hot. She tasted so good, felt so good. He rammed into her over and over. She bounced with each thrust a little moan escaping her pink swollen lips.
Squall is so going to kill me. I'll be dead.
Her fingernails dug into his back, her breasts sliding across his chest. She orgasmed arching up into him, her own fingers reaching down to tug hard on her clit.
I can't believe I am fucking Squall's girlfriend.
"Cum Zell, do it for me" she whispered to him softly. He jammed into her hard twice before he felt the explosion rock through him.
"Oh, SQUALL" he shouted his voice betraying his thoughts and his worries. Rinoa laughed as he fell against her breathing heavily.
"A little worried aren't you Zell?" She asked softly running a lazy finger down his back.
"Don't tell Squall, I don't want to die" Zell muttered as she slid out from under him.
"I won't tell if you don't," she said with a grin. She slipped out of the room, leaving him lying on the floor.