This choice: Switch to Washu and Tenchi | Go Back Chapter 17: Washu proves size doesn't matter (ID #335319) an addition by: chaos ![View fearboy's Portfolio. [Online Now]](http://images.Writing.Com/imgs/writing.com/writers/costumicons/ps-icon-regular-10.gif) More by this author Tenchi smiled down at his saliva-covered lover. He wasn’t sure whether he loved Washu or not, but he definitely loved the time they spent together. He watched her tiny body, sheen from his transparent spit. Her hair was matted against her back, giving her the appearance of some kind of Greek Goddess. Tenchi noted that her nipples were still hardened and her pussy was still dripping from excitement. He chuckled at the state of arousal that Washu was still in. Only Washu could still be horny after the gigantic fellatio she had just gone through. He brought her close to his mouth and was about to place her back into his mouth, when she cried out to him.
“Hold it Tenchi!” Stopping, Tenchi brought Washu away from his mouth and looked at her puzzled. Didn’t she want another ride on his slippery tongue? Was he not satisfying her? Seeing the confused and hurt look on Tenchi’s face, Washu giggled girlishly.
“Don’t fret lover boy, you’re still the hottest thing since the sun to me. However, it would be ever so selfish of me to let you pleasure me, when you get blue balls.” Washu jumped off Tenchi’s hand and nimbly landed on his stomach. She winked at her boytoy and dashed strait towards the tower of flesh between his legs. Tenchi watched her tiny rump move with her as she ran; feeling little tingles in his flesh from every step Washu took.
Washu stopped when she stepped onto Tenchi’s thick bush of pubic hair. She breathed in the musky aroma of his erect cock, enjoying the earthy smell that came from a mix of sweat and pre-cum. She took a slow step towards the upright cock and straddling the base with her legs. She stroked the sides, squeezing him between her knees and pushing her developed chest into the underside. She leaned forward to lick along the sides, enjoying the flavor of Tenchi’s meat. He moved beneath her, jarring her slightly and causing her to wrap her arms around the base to keep her spot. She scooted her ass to one side, getting slightly tickled by the hairs under her.
She stood up, stretching her whole body against the thick cock. Standing upright, she only just reached the middle of the high-rise erection. She hugged her body against it, moving Tenchi’s foreskin up and down. Tenchi’s breathing had become raspy, informing Washu that he was nearing her climax. Jumping up quickly, she latched onto his head and pulled herself on top. She started stroking and squeezing again, and looked up to his face. Flustered Tenchi weakly smiled at Washu, then leaned his head back and let out a high-pitched moan. Washu felt the rumbling underneath her and saw the pee hole start to widen. White creamy seamen started spewing out, running down Tenchi’s erection and over Washu’s body. Washu cooed as the hot spunk covered her body, sticking to every inch of her beautiful figure. When the shower ended, Washu slipped off the tip and landed in a puddle of Tenchi’s spunk on his waist. Washu spent a few moments rubbing the cum into her skin and licking it off her face.
“Do you think that’s enough for a sample.” Washu stopped licking her tit of cum and smiled up at Tenchi, nodding before getting back to cleaning herself off.
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