Fruits Basket Fan Fiction ❯ Too Much Birthday ❯ 21 ( Chapter 21 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Furuba Lemon RR 
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.18.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 923 | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Fruits Basket Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.18.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 923 | Visits: 1.8K | Status: Completed
Hatori moaned and fisted his hands in Tohruºs hair as the vibrations from her moan sent mini shockwaves through his body. He looked over Tohruºs body to check on his cousin. Ritsuºs eyes were completely closed in concentration as he pounded into Tohruºs depths. He had let his instincts take over. Smiling, Hatori closed his eyes as well, losing himself in the feel of Tohruºs hot mouth sucking his length.
Tohru could feel another orgasm approaching. Her body was overly sensitive now. Whether it was the alcohol or the previous orgasms, she had no idea. She swirled her tongue around the dragonºs hardened length as she increased her suction. She felt Hatoriºs fingers clench in her hair as his hips jerked in reaction.
Tohru took one arm from its location over Hatoriºs thigh and reached under her body, straining towards the saruºs. She felt Ritsu pause as her hand reached its delicate goal. »Tohru-san¡ Ritsu breathed out her name as he resumed thrusting, only slower.
Hatori had opened his eyes as Tohru shifted in his lap. When sheºd reached down between her legs, heºd thought she was going to massage her clit to finish pushing herself over the edge. When he heard Ritsuºs breathy whisper, he smirked. He noted Ritsuºs slower pace and smiled. This would make everything last longer. That was good. He didnºt want to cum, yet.
Ritsu continued to thrust at a slower pace than before. He could still feel his inner tension building as he moved and Tohruºs gentle fingers cupped and massaged his testicles. He felt a need to return the pleasure Tohru was giving him, but how? He slowly leaned over Tohruºs back, careful to keep from touching her back with his chest. He began to place open-mouthed kisses on her back, along her spine and shoulders. Tohru shivered under him and moaned in pleasure.
Encouraged, the saru lifted one hand from the floor to stroke up the inside of Tohruºs thighs. He hesitated as he felt her nest of curls. Tohru rocked against him. Ritsu moaned and looked up meeting Hatoriºs olive green gaze with his own questioning eyes. He continued to nibble on Tohruºs back as he waited for a sign that it was okay.
Hatoriºs eyes saw the question lurking his hesitant cousinºs. He nodded and looked down at Ritsuºs arm and then up again. Ritsu nodded his understanding and gently worked his fingers into her folds. His fingertips brushed against his own length as he continued to work his hips against hers. He slowly slid one finger back up pausing as Tohruºs hips jerked when he raked his fingertip over a small nub of flesh.
Tohru couldnºt stop her hips from bucking as Ritsu stroked over her clit. She gasped, losing her suction on Hatoriºs length. She began to bob her head in time to Ritsuºs finger. As he gained confidence, his strokes became faster and harder. Tohru was moaning almost constantly as she rocked back into Ritsuºs hips in time to his fingerºs movements.
Hatori was rocking his hips in time to Tohruºs movements. He could feel his second release approaching. Would Tohru swallow or spit? He was curious to find out, not that it really mattered which she did. Hatori saw Ritsuºs flushed face and quick pants. It seemed none of them would make it much longer. Hatori closed his eyes and focused on the building sensations. This climax was looking like another mind-numbing experience.
Ritsu clenched his jaw as ragged gasps were escaping him. His lungs were burning. His body was on fire. He had on too many clothes. He couldnºt slow down much less stop. His body was on the verge of release. Ritsu moaned and flicked his finger faster against Tohruºs clit. He felt her body clench him suddenly as she let out a muffled shout, stiffening.
Ritsu rose up, bracing his hands on her hips as he plunged harder into her than before. He was almost completely withdrawing before plunging back in. He was too hot. With a low groan, he reached up and yanked his kimonoºs folds completely apart as he continued to thrust. The cool air hit his overheated flesh sending shivers through him. His nipples hardened instantly at the cooler airºs caress. It was the final sensation he needed. As the small buds drew up and tightened, he cried out as his arousal released itºs load into Tohruºs spasming sheath.
Hatori hissed as Tohruºs shout vibrated through him. She sucked hard on his length as her body lost itself in its release. Hatoriºs jaw tightened as his own release approached rapidly. He just needed one more nudge to reach it. Tohruºs tongue swirled over the head of his erection. Hatori cried out at the same time as Ritsu. He was vaguely aware of Tohruºs tongue flexing against his sensitive length as she swallowed with each throbbing release of cum.
Tohru could feel another orgasm approaching. Her body was overly sensitive now. Whether it was the alcohol or the previous orgasms, she had no idea. She swirled her tongue around the dragonºs hardened length as she increased her suction. She felt Hatoriºs fingers clench in her hair as his hips jerked in reaction.
Tohru took one arm from its location over Hatoriºs thigh and reached under her body, straining towards the saruºs. She felt Ritsu pause as her hand reached its delicate goal. »Tohru-san¡ Ritsu breathed out her name as he resumed thrusting, only slower.
Hatori had opened his eyes as Tohru shifted in his lap. When sheºd reached down between her legs, heºd thought she was going to massage her clit to finish pushing herself over the edge. When he heard Ritsuºs breathy whisper, he smirked. He noted Ritsuºs slower pace and smiled. This would make everything last longer. That was good. He didnºt want to cum, yet.
Ritsu continued to thrust at a slower pace than before. He could still feel his inner tension building as he moved and Tohruºs gentle fingers cupped and massaged his testicles. He felt a need to return the pleasure Tohru was giving him, but how? He slowly leaned over Tohruºs back, careful to keep from touching her back with his chest. He began to place open-mouthed kisses on her back, along her spine and shoulders. Tohru shivered under him and moaned in pleasure.
Encouraged, the saru lifted one hand from the floor to stroke up the inside of Tohruºs thighs. He hesitated as he felt her nest of curls. Tohru rocked against him. Ritsu moaned and looked up meeting Hatoriºs olive green gaze with his own questioning eyes. He continued to nibble on Tohruºs back as he waited for a sign that it was okay.
Hatoriºs eyes saw the question lurking his hesitant cousinºs. He nodded and looked down at Ritsuºs arm and then up again. Ritsu nodded his understanding and gently worked his fingers into her folds. His fingertips brushed against his own length as he continued to work his hips against hers. He slowly slid one finger back up pausing as Tohruºs hips jerked when he raked his fingertip over a small nub of flesh.
Tohru couldnºt stop her hips from bucking as Ritsu stroked over her clit. She gasped, losing her suction on Hatoriºs length. She began to bob her head in time to Ritsuºs finger. As he gained confidence, his strokes became faster and harder. Tohru was moaning almost constantly as she rocked back into Ritsuºs hips in time to his fingerºs movements.
Hatori was rocking his hips in time to Tohruºs movements. He could feel his second release approaching. Would Tohru swallow or spit? He was curious to find out, not that it really mattered which she did. Hatori saw Ritsuºs flushed face and quick pants. It seemed none of them would make it much longer. Hatori closed his eyes and focused on the building sensations. This climax was looking like another mind-numbing experience.
Ritsu clenched his jaw as ragged gasps were escaping him. His lungs were burning. His body was on fire. He had on too many clothes. He couldnºt slow down much less stop. His body was on the verge of release. Ritsu moaned and flicked his finger faster against Tohruºs clit. He felt her body clench him suddenly as she let out a muffled shout, stiffening.
Ritsu rose up, bracing his hands on her hips as he plunged harder into her than before. He was almost completely withdrawing before plunging back in. He was too hot. With a low groan, he reached up and yanked his kimonoºs folds completely apart as he continued to thrust. The cool air hit his overheated flesh sending shivers through him. His nipples hardened instantly at the cooler airºs caress. It was the final sensation he needed. As the small buds drew up and tightened, he cried out as his arousal released itºs load into Tohruºs spasming sheath.
Hatori hissed as Tohruºs shout vibrated through him. She sucked hard on his length as her body lost itself in its release. Hatoriºs jaw tightened as his own release approached rapidly. He just needed one more nudge to reach it. Tohruºs tongue swirled over the head of his erection. Hatori cried out at the same time as Ritsu. He was vaguely aware of Tohruºs tongue flexing against his sensitive length as she swallowed with each throbbing release of cum.